Red Dragon Roar

"Are these trolls dead?"

Eze watched the tauren clan sweeping the troll battlefield, and the ground was littered with mutilated limbs and fresh internal organs.

Perhaps in all the battlefields, only the battle between tauren and trolls is the bloodiest. These trolls, which can continue to regenerate, are divided into people by the more ferocious tauren.

The broken hands and feet were waving sharp claws, and the rolled head was still making an instinctive bite.

Looking at this weird scene, Ize thought of zombies and some undead creatures inexplicably. He couldn't understand how strong the vitality had to be in order to keep the disintegrated limbs in close contact with each other.

Kane Bloodhoof stepped on a troll's arm that was still in publicity and joined the hard bones into flesh mud. He looked up at the real dragon descending next to him, and his scarlet eyes were full of indescribable respect.

"Returning to my king, the vitality of trolls is very tenacious. As you can see, these still squirming pieces of meat still maintain a very strong vitality. As long as they are given a few hours of time, they can grow back the lost parts. return."

Bloodhoof knelt on one knee on the ground, his mane and horns were almost dyed red with blood, the front end of the thick column was covered with a layer of disgusting minced meat, and his whole body exuded a ferocious arrogance. How many trolls died in his hands.

He panted and said, "Do you want me to kill all these monsters? Although it's a little troublesome, it just takes a little more time."

"No, take away these people who still have life activity. Trolls are also a very powerful race. If they can see the situation and surrender to me, they will be spared. As for the other dead things, it is useless to keep them. Just set it on fire."

"Yes, my king."

Yize flew directly back to the Red Dragon Collar. The entire camp was scorched black by a fire. The high wall and the earth fort also collapsed in the earthquake caused by the Earth Titan. It can be said that the current camp is completely in ruins. The high platform made of a whole block of boulders is still standing strong and has not been damaged in the war.

This was the throne that the Red Dragon had always been on, and he was sitting on it, and beside him was a silver dragon that looked petite compared to him.

The red dragon clan returned to the camp one after another under the leadership of the various clan leaders, and moved towards the subterranean head of the red dragon on the high platform.

The body of the frozen Titan was placed in the center of the team. Looking at this giant who still exudes a terrifying aura even after death, many monsters secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Thinking that their master was able to beat him all the way and easily kill a powerful titan, the monsters looked at the great red dragon with a crazy fiery emotion.

Yize glanced at the clan under his command. The monsters formed a continuous line, bustlingly crowded together with their own race as a unit. Among them, the gnolls, the miscellaneous army, and the tauren accounted for almost 70%.

A total of 4396 numbers.

A number appeared in his mind. This is the talent of the Red Dragon. He can see the amount of gold coins in his treasure at a glance. Now it is no problem to calculate the number of clans.

After a **** battle, the surviving monsters are undoubtedly the elite of the elite. Every monster is surrounded by blood energy, which is much more fierce than before.

"How about the casualties?"

"Your Majesty, the gnoll casualties are close to 300." Warwick reported the number of losses.

Yize nodded slowly. He was not surprised that there were such a large number of casualties.

The gnoll's enemy is the ogre. Although it has an absolute advantage in number, the individual combat power is still too different. Even if he allocates 100 tauren to help, the number of battle losses is still high.

He looked at the other clans.

"Your Majesty, according to statistics, there are 27 fewer flying dragons and chimeras, and most of them died in the hands of mountain giants."

"The tauren lost less than 10 people, Your Majesty."

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Hearing this number, the other clan leaders gasped and turned to look at Kane Bloodhoof. They all knew that the Tauren's opponent was a powerful troll with terrible regeneration ability. Hundreds, the overall number is not much different from the number of tauren.

But even so, the Tauren actually only lost single digits?

Could it be that tauren are really so powerful?

Kane Bloodhoof held his head high, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty madness. He said: "The troll was burned to death in the camp, and was cut off by the tauren as soon as he escaped. I only After a few rounds of charging with the clan, the trolls were almost all collapsed under the hooves of the tauren."

Although he said it easily, everyone knew that if there is no strong strength, it is impossible to achieve this level.

"Good job, Bloodhoof." The red dragon head once praised.

"Tyrion, has the loss of the territory been counted?" He looked at the logistics chief.

"Your Majesty, the Earth Titan caused a strong earthquake, most of the dungeons have collapsed, and the earthen fortress and high walls also need to be rebuilt. Even with the help of the mountain giant, it will take at least ten days to restore it to the previous level. ." The goblin leader analyzed the loss.

"Ten days?"

The red dragon frowned and tapped his claws lightly.

After a while, his eyes slowly became sharp, and the pure dragon power spread out from him, covering the entire camp. The monsters who had just surrendered to him couldn't help trembling, and the Red Dragon clan felt this powerful power. Pressure, his eyes are filled with a fanatical respect.

"It doesn't make much sense to rebuild territory on this ruin."

The red dragon spoke slowly, his sharp gaze swept across the monster clan.

"As you can see, the real dragon killed the Titan, the Red Dragon clan defeated the Titan army, and now we have a wider and more fertile territory than the barren Huangyangang, I will fulfill my original promise to lead you to That fertile land, I want you to know that the glory of the Red Dragon clan has just begun."

The low roar of the real dragon spread throughout the entire camp, and most of the monsters still maintained their standing under the suppression of Longwei. There were also some high-intelligence races who could not help but utter excited and excited whispers.

"We all know that Kazarin is very big, but compared to the entire southern border, it is only a relatively dense forest. As far as I know, in the huge southern border area, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains that are inaccessible, where shadows and ghosts gather. The land, the frozen snowfields that remain unchanged for thousands of years, and the red wasteland shrouded in death."

These place names came out of the red dragon's mouth, and the whispering monsters also stopped talking, and their expressions became excited and focused, as if they vaguely knew what their majesty would say.

"As you all know, the development of the Red Dragon clan started from the barren Huangyangang. My first family members were nothing but a group of insect-eating gnolls, but now, I have a powerful clan, countless heroic and fearless monsters, and we will go all the way. The battle has never stopped, and with the barren wilderness resources, I have defeated the powerful master of Kazarin! And this glory belongs to you!"

The gnolls headed by Warwick straightened their chests. They were the first clan to follow the Red Dragon, and they are also the clan that has changed the most today. Knowing how hard this journey has been, it is impossible for any failure to have the present brilliant results. .

"Now, the master of Kazarin is dead, and we have replaced him, surrounded by more powerful enemies. If you want to become the true uncrowned king of the southern border, then conquer them!"

The red dragon stood upright with its strong and powerful hind feet, unfolded its exaggerated dragon wings that almost covered the sky, and the sharp dragon eyes swept across the monster army below, opening its mouth to let out a roar.

"My violent and powerful clans, go to war, go to attack, and declare my name to the enemy, I will give you the supreme glory of true dragons, and plant my flag in the southern border. Every inch of your territory, use your ferocity and cruelty to plunge the enemy into a nightmare of fear, I want you to know that bloodthirsty and madness flow in your blood, you are the invincible Red Dragon Legion, and the enemy will be defeated. Fall under your iron hooves!"

"I want to unify the southern border and build a powerful empire. The enemy, in addition to surrender, will only be destroyed!"

"And at that time, I will divide the land for you, and you are all lords!"

The red dragon's declaration carried an exciting low-pitched roar, like a grand magical sound that exploded deep in the minds of every monster. They let out a roaring roar one by one. They only felt that their blood was boiling, and they could not wait to fight the enemy immediately and open the border. Expand soil.

"For my king!"

"For Your Majesty!"

"For the Lord of the Southern Border!"

"For the glory of the true dragon!"

The shouts were continuous, and the roars surged like a tsunami. Eze was very satisfied with the current mood of the monsters. He raised his dragon claw and pointed to the opposite direction of Kazarin.

"Then, now, it's time to taste the delicious fruit of victory."

"My family, bring all the useful things, and follow me to Kazarin in half an hour. It's time to receive our forces!"

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ps: The chapter is close to 3000 words. Brothers and sisters, can you meet my small request? Now that there are 40 fans, can you make me break 100? Any small reward will do. QAQ

Seeing that others have thousands of fans before they put it on the shelves, I'm so envious QAQ

There is one more chapter at 6pm.