The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 51 Raid

Since he was underage, the fire dragon's flexible wing membrane was torn open by several cracks after barely resisting a few flying giant crossbow bolts!

And its gorgeous orange-red dragon scales were torn apart by the crossbow fire, and a large amount of glowing red dragon blood sprayed out like blooming petals.

"hold head high--"

The fire dragon let out a wail and tried to flap its rag-like wings to maintain balance. However, it still fell like a meteor, feebly towards the deck of the Black Ark.

Seeing the 'Sister Lin' fire dragon falling from the sky, Luo Han's expression changed drastically. He couldn't catch this thing!

"Get out of the way!"

Without Rohan's words, the crossbow gunners quickly fled in all directions, while the gunners further away tried to move the ballista away. After all, the two hundred gold coins worth each one made them take risks.

pong——

In less than ten seconds, the huge body of the fire dragon hit the deck of the Black Ark, destroying several surrounding Reaper ballistas, which made Rohan heartbroken.

The pirates who stayed behind in the Black Ark began to cover the evacuation of the gunners. At the same time, they took chains and hand crossbows and watched the huge figure in the dust and mist with vigilance.

Luo Han pulled out Shang Fang's sword and shield, and while praying that the anti-magnetic bonus of the silver sword in his hand would have some effect, he ordered:

"Prepare the ballista, aim, and wait for my order before firing!"

After gesturing his neck to the crossbowmen around him and pointing to the fire dragon's neck, Luo Han raised Shang Fang's sword and ordered:

Luohan didn't care whether the dragon was pretending to be dead or really dead. He wouldn't risk the crossbow worth tens of thousands of gold coins on the deck being destroyed by the sea of ​​fire in exchange for the so-called glory!

Looking at the fire dragon that had grown its mouth and wanted to bite him, Luo Han could vaguely smell the fishy smell in the other person's mouth, so he swung Shang Fang's sword and slashed at the other person's mouth!

Alasta is also in a tough fight. Although each of his attacks can knock away several Druchi, more Druchi will surround him and attack him with honorless backstabs!

The Gloomy Swordsman's thin sword and the Dread Spearman's pointed spear were not enough to penetrate his armor, but the Silver Mist Guard's halberd made him suffer greatly.

"Aoang——"

After the dust and fog dissipated, Luo Han and others discovered that the fire dragon seemed to have passed out, but...

But now, the fire dragon's tragic wail was undoubtedly the last straw that broke their morale, and their morale, which had been severely hit by the ballistae, became even more depressed.

Every high elf civilian can use a bow and arrow, which means that most of the archers in the army are recruits. Only those elite warriors who have been selected and trained are qualified to serve as spearmen!

At this time, Alasta was no longer as energetic as before. His originally bright white breastplate was full of slashes, and the white lion skin on his back had several holes left due to the sneak attacks of the Silver Mist Guards!

He held an ax in both hands and tried to cut a fear spearman in half, but found that the ax blade was stuck in the shield!

His energy is about to run out!

Looking at Alasta who looked tired, an excited smile appeared on the face of this fear spearman. Could it be that the day when he would kill enemy generals and usher in glory and wealth was coming?

However, the iron fist wielded by Alasta directly shattered his dream and shattered his skull...

Dozens of giant crossbow bolts instantly shot at the fire dragon's neck. The fire dragon instantly opened its eyes, barely dodged the fatal crossbow bolts fired at its neck, and roared towards Luohan!

"Come on! You ugly b*tch!"

Outside the Desolate Fortress, nearly a thousand high elf archers were pulling their bowstrings leisurely, using precise and deadly arrows to suppress the Druchi repeater crossbowmen on the city wall whose range was inferior to theirs.

The dozens of approaching Reaper ballistae instantly turned their muzzles and aimed at the hazy giant shadow in the fog, ready to fire at any time.

It seems that they have inherited Rohan's obscene style. This group of unlearned warriors always take advantage of Alasta to fight with others and use sharp halberd blades on each other.

After all, both elves, humans, and even greenskins were proud of being able to capture a dragon alive, so it believed that Rohan would definitely try to capture it alive in chains.

Previously, they all saw the tragic scene when the fire dragon was shot down from the sky by Druchi's ballista. Although they were full of confidence in the fire dragon, they still doubted the safety of the fire dragon in their hearts.

(Dragons spend most of their time sleeping, and will only be awakened by the Dragon Prince when needed for war. Since many dragons do not want to fight and just want to be fat and fat, more and more giant dragons and imperial dragons cannot be awakened.

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It's a pity that it has never honed its acting skills since childhood, but its poor acting skills were seen through by another experienced elf who is more than a thousand years old at a glance!

There was a trace of disdain in the fire dragon's eyes. How could a broken sword hurt...

But the heavy breathing and the trembling giant claws still exposed the fact that it was pretending to be dead!

The unable to fly fire dragon has given up the idea of ​​​​escape at this time, and just wants to kill Rohan as the lord before being killed!

A Black Ark pirate who was very close pretended to be brave and stepped forward. After circling the body of the fire dragon, he couldn't help but complain:

"Poor acting!"

He has been fighting on the coast for so long, why has he still not been able to take down this fortress?

Alasta didn't know that the siege troops he was thinking about had already fallen into chaos!

Although this fire dragon is young, only a child over a thousand years old, it is still smart and has guessed that Rohan who just gave the order is a hostile lord.

"put!"

The sharp silver sword blade was like a hot knife cutting through butter, easily tearing a large gash in the fire dragon's mouth. Hot dragon blood splashed from the wound, making Luohan wish he could hold the basin underneath!

The fire dragon was seen with its eyes closed, and there were several bloody scars on its abdomen. It looked like it was about to die from serious injuries.

The screams of the fire dragon spread throughout the battlefield, causing the already disadvantaged High Elf army to begin to waver!

When the angry Alasta turns around and prepares to attack, the Silver Mist Guard on the other side will continue to attack, constantly consuming Alasta's physical strength.

After pulling out the battle ax from the shield, Alasta looked at the desolate fortress in the distance. He couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that the high elf's military flag had not yet been planted on the city wall.

And these new recruits, who had not experienced actual combat training, did not realize that behind them, a silent force had launched a charge towards them!

An Asur archer standing in the last row was packing his quiver. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a faint blue light flashing in front of him. He couldn't help but be surprised and said:

"Huh? What..."

However, he soon lost consciousness, and with his last glance before his death, he only saw a familiar headless body falling slowly in front of a silver-armored warrior.

These powerless archers did not expect to be attacked. In just one encounter, hundreds of archers had their heads chopped off!

The visitors are Ange and the Silver Mist Hunters led by him!

PS: Cold...

(End of chapter)