Under the Red Dragon

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the heavy rain gradually subsided, but the dark clouds over the Gold Coast became even thicker.

The dull thunder that was about to shake the entire world boomed above the firmament, and countless huge, tree-like lightning bolts flashed fiercely in the gradually darkening sky, connecting the entire sea and sky line, shining vertically and horizontally, and dancing wildly.

An extremely strong dragon might permeated the night sky, and the huge figure of a blue dragon occasionally appeared in the dark clouds.

Below this terrifying figure, outside the wide harbor, huge ships were lined up in an arc on the sea, their sails fluttering and flags waving.

Rows of dark cannons and huge dragon-hunting crossbows were aimed at the coast, lined up in a row.

"Aim at the windows and watchtowers of that castle, aim at the cliffs on both sides, fire,"

The orc commanders on each main ship were roaring, conveying their orders to the messengers and flag bearers.

These messengers and flag bearers shouted orders loudly, signaled the attack with flags, and conveyed them to every ship participating in the attack.

Amidst the waving flags and roars of countless orcs on the ships, the cannons and giant crossbows emitted a sound more terrifying than the thunder in the sky. The intense vibrations even shook the huge hulls, and some small two-masted gunboats were even pushed backward by the recoil of the cannons.

Streams of fire burst from the cannons, merging with the violent screams of the giant crossbows, and struck the tall castle.

Boom,

Countless artillery shells bombarded the castle built specifically for dragons, blasting holes in the strong walls. Dragon-hunting crossbow bolts were directly inserted into the hard walls, the great force causing the thick crossbow bolts to vibrate with a buzzing sound.

Several accurate dragon-hunting crossbows directly pierced and exploded the bodies of the archers who dared to show themselves in the windows and watchtowers of the castle, and their momentum did not diminish as they were nailed into the dark castle.

However, this castle, which bears the brunt of the attack and is built on an island reef extending out into the sea, was built to allow dragons to move freely.

Therefore, even though the strong walls are riddled with potholes and some places reveal magical runestones, it is still impossible to destroy its defenses in a short half day.

After avoiding this bombardment of artillery and giant crossbows, many heads emerged from the windows and watchtowers of this dark castle.

One by one, elven archers and mixed gunners took their places. Elven archers do not need any training or command, they are born excellent archers.

Rows of elven archers raised their longbows, forming a parabolic angle, and then drew their bowstrings to the full. Countless sharp iron arrows, carrying a violent whistling sound, were scattered like a torrential rain over the ships.

The strength of these elves, combined with the improved longbows, can easily penetrate refined leather armor within 500 meters. If fired directly, even slightly thinner iron armor can be pierced.

"Pay attention to defense and evasion," the orc captain on the two-masted gunboat roared loudly, and the guards beside him raised their shields to protect the orc captain's body.

Rain-like arrows screamed and fell, shooting down the orc warriors on the small gunboats. Many arrows were blocked by the shields raised by the orc warriors, covering the orc warriors' shields.

These elven archers are aiming at small and medium-sized ships that do not have the extra strength to defend. Large ships and main ships have the protection of magic runes and casters, making it difficult to cause effective damage.

At the same time, the gunners placed in the castle's French windows and watchtowers had also loaded their artillery, firing a volley with thunderous booms.

The artillery fire scattered and exploded on the sea and on the decks of the ships, and iron nails and caltrops exploded in all directions, piercing the unprotected limbs of the orc warriors. Several unlucky orcs lay on the ground, wailing and rolling around.

Boom, thunder rumbled, and the wildly dancing lightning struck along the humid air, tearing apart the fragile mast of a two-masted gunboat.

The aftershock splashed, knocking down two orcs who were carrying artillery and crossbow bolts and passing under the mast. They convulsed and lay on the deck, and a burnt smell emanated from the two orcs.

Under the cover of dark clouds, fire suddenly burst from the cliffs on both sides of the dim harbor. Cannons and improved Eight-Bull Crossbows fired back at the ships on the sea in the blazing fire.

Even these warriors with outstanding arm strength, who needed twenty strong warriors to operate the Eight-Bull Crossbows, were attached with a magical aura.

The roaring giant crossbows pierced through the exploding air, directly piercing the magic barrier raised by the casters on the large gunboats guarding the attacking main ship, and stringing several densely packed casters together.

"Descend and pass through, prepare to aim and throw," Bartoli, riding the huge Flying DragonSwiftshadow, raised her right hand and waved it down.

Before the other casters could react, the bat-winged flying dragons emerged from the clouds, and the dragon knights dropped explosive bang-bangs.

Although these flying dragons flew very high to avoid the fleet's firepower, resulting in a great loss of accuracy in throwing, many of the hundreds of bang-bangs would fall on the huge ships, detonating deadly iron flames and piercing the bodies of these orcs with iron nails and caltrops.

But these attacks provoked an even more violent counterattack. The roar of the ships lined up on the sea like mountains and walls was louder than the thunder in the sky. Rows of heavy artillery and dragon-hunting crossbows gave the enemies who dared to attack a crushing blow.

Boom,

The rocks on the cliffs on both sides were shattered, and large pieces of rock collapsed. Several green-skinned gunners screamed and fell into the sea with their cannons.

Several dragon-hunting crossbows directly shot through the ogre crossbowmen who did not have time to dodge in the distance, and their momentum did not diminish as they shot into the forest.

The sea was already floating with countless corpses and fragments of ships, and several two-masted gunboats were teetering. Sea water was pouring into the ship from the cracks in the hull, and dozens of surviving orc soldiers jumped into the sea in despair, but soon turned into floating corpses.

Among these corpses were various races. Some were dragon soldiers, but more wereSahuagin.

The huge fleet on the sea was attacking the coastal defense system, and the battle under the sea was also taking place at the same time.

Countless sunken ships blocked the landing entrance of the harbor.Sahuagin who drove sharks dived into the seabed, tying strong ropes to the rams and strong railings of the sunken ships, and then tying the other end to huge shark sea monsters.

Many strongSahuagin warriors, under the command of the baron, also held the ropes and slowly pulled these sunken ships, pulling them to the deep sea area outside the port for disposal.

But in the dark seabed of the harbor, a young white dragon more than ten meters long appeared in the shadowy sunken ships, its ferocious fangs flashing with cold light. Its long tail swayed, and it rushed out of the sunken ships, biting severalSahuagin in half with one bite.

The clear sea water was stained red with blood, and several pieces of body floated to the surface. While the otherSahuagin were furious and wanted to besiege this hateful white dragon, the young white dragon shook its head and wagged its tail, diving into the dense ruins of sunken ships, avoiding the dragon-hunting crossbow shots from the sea ships that were covering theseSahuagin.

"Damn it, these hateful white worms, go up, go up, send a few more guys up," theSahuagin baron waved his four arms, ordering the remaining fishmen to replenish the numbers.

These fishmen initially chased the white dragon into the ruins of sunken ships, but there was more than one young white dragon in the ruins, there was also a juvenile white dragon and two young white dragons.

Although these dragons, even under the enslavement contract of the blue dragon Akxz, did not dare to directly face the huge fleet, they could still hide in the seabed ruins and attack the fishmen.

Although white dragons are the weakest of the chromatic dragons, they are also the most outstanding hunters.

The battlefield not far away was even more intense. Although this stubborn castle had little lethality against the fleet, it was slowly eroding the orcs' firepower and morale.

Moreover, in order to cover the fishmen under the sea, the huge fleet had to get closer to the coast, thus suffering from the attack of the coastal defense system.

Countless fishmen riding sharks pushed the waves to impact the strong castle. One by one,Sahuagin jumped out from under the sea, wanting to climb onto the windowsills on the first floor of the castle, but the gnoll soldiers guarding the first floor were staring at the fishmen with pairs of green eyes.

These increasingly numerous gnoll soldiers are powerful and bloodthirsty. They are loyal to the dragons and call themselves 'Claws of Gogmorah'.

Unlike the centaur warriors who call themselves 'Spears of Gogmorah' who are warlike but do not like to actively provoke wars, these gnolls are more eager to please their masters with blood.

For theseSahuagin who do not even have armor, the gnoll warriors wearing armor and holding sharp long knives are like invincible war gods.

TheSahuagin are just strangely shaped lumps of flesh, and they are torn in half by the flashing knives as soon as they jump into the castle.

Even before theSahuagin could issue a warning or an excited roar, ugly heads rolled down to the first floor of the castle hall, and the smelly blood gradually accumulated and flowed.

"Go around, go around, go to the bay behind the castle and attack from the castle gate," the roar of theSahuagin baron echoed on the sea. He commanded countless fishmen to patrol around the castle's reefs from the seabed, and he wanted to open a breakthrough from the front gate of the castle.

But when theseSahuagin showed their heads from the seabed, they were greeted by the dragon's hideous head and scorching dragon fire.

Swoosh... Boom,

The red dragon Cadiros, who was hiding in the bay behind the castle, climbed on the castle with all four limbs, his head facing down, and the hooks on his wings firmly hooked on the fort. The blazing dragon fire lit up from his chest and abdomen and spewed out of his throat.

The destroying dragon fire burned the entire sea as the young red dragon shook his head, and manySahuagin were burned into a pile of coke by the red dragon's breath before they could even utter a scream.

The surface sea water was also scorched by the young red dragon's dragon fire, and the corpses ofSahuagin floated to the surface, rising and falling with the waves.

"Oh, you scum, you dare to offend the majesty of the dragon, I will turn you all into ashes," the young red dragon roared in the thunder and artillery fire, and the destructive vent made this red dragon feel particularly happy.

Woo..., woo...,

Dull horns and loud conch shells came from the roaring battlefield in the distance. The ships on the sea, like mountains and walls, began to turn their sails and retreated to the distant sea area.

TheSahuagin who were constantly attacking in the seabed also stopped their crazy behavior, riding sharks, receding the waves, leaving only corpses floating on the sea.

The distant fleet, which was still large in scale and seemed to have suffered no losses, was surrounded bySahuagin from under the sea. TheSahuagin prince, who was three and a half meters tall, jumped out of the sea and actually jumped onto the deck of the tall flagship.

"Gahn, why are you retreating at this time," the fishman prince with a gloomy face twitched his six arms, and his strong body stained the deck with a wet patch.

He easily pushed aside the burly orc guards and came to the orc royal family with a calm expression, enduring the anger and asked: "We are about to succeed, as long as all the sunken ships on the seabed are cleared, we can directly step on the coast and break through that fragile city."

"It's almost late at night," the calm orc replied: "And those timid dragons have not taken the initiative to show up. Continuing to attack will give those dragons a chance to attack. Not all orc warriors are good at nighttime naval battles."

"Wouldn't this give them a chance to rest," the fishman prince retorted with dissatisfaction.

"Our warriors have also been rested, and, the defense of this harbor depends entirely on the help of those sunken ship ruins, Rollica, how long can the avatar of the Shark God you summoned last."

The orc legion commander, the supreme commander of the entire fleet, Gahn's tone was still calm, and it was difficult to see from him that he was an irritable and grumpy orc.

"Two quarters of an hour, our casters can only last for two quarters of an hour. The tyrannical Shark God is not so easy to control," the fishman prince replied, suppressing his anger.

"Enough," Orc Gahn's eyes lit up slightly. He comforted the fishman prince and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, just tomorrow, break through the defense of this harbor and step into the Golden City."

The battlefield gradually calmed down, and the thick dark clouds in the sky also began to dissipate, restoring tranquility.

The blue dragon Akxz landed from the high altitude on the high platform in the city, next to the bronze dragon Alina and the ocean dragon Knackson, but the heavy body caused Akxz to accidentally break a wooden board.

"You should go to rest, Akxz. I will take over the situation here next," the bronze dragon looked at the blue dragon's tired appearance and knew that this blue dragon was no longer able to control his body as he pleased.

"I will. I will come on time tomorrow to replace you, Alina. I will rely on you for the next patrol and deployment,"

The blue dragon Akxz felt that all the magic power in his body had been emptied. The continuous release of the thundercloud storm spell made even a dragon a little unable to withstand this consumption.

"I don't know how Carlitte and Ellie are doing there. I'm not very relieved of them," the bronze dragon Alina suddenly said.

"Just let them harass and invade with the flying dragon knights. It's not like they are fighting those orc tribes head-on. If they can't even do this well, then they are not worthy of being dragons."

The blue dragon Akxz said coldly. He did not wait for the bronze dragon's response and flapped his wings and flew to the resting place in the city.

"It seems that the castle will not last until the third day," the ocean dragon Knackson is now in charge of a large part of the personnel deployment, including the material and logistical deployment of the war zone near the Golden City, so he has free time to appear here.

"Then notify the warriors in the castle to prepare for retreat at any time. There's no need to defend that castle to the death. Let's begin the next phase of the plan," Bronze Dragon Alina nodded, agreeing with her companion's statement.

Ocean Dragon Naxon nodded and disappeared step by step into the shadows beneath the lamplight.

Bronze Dragon Alina sighed, watching the warriors carry the wounded from the castle and the cliffs below into the city. Her heart felt heavy. Although they had withstood the orcish attack on the first day, and the territory's warriors hadn't suffered many losses, she knew that the most brutal moments were yet to come.

"I hope fewer warriors have to die," Alina raised her head, looking at the dim lights in the city, feeling nostalgic for her former territory.

Meanwhile, behind the Golden City, countless logistics personnel who had voluntarily responded to the call were constructing defensive fortifications at the road passes leading to various towns. Watchtowers and makeshift ramparts were springing up everywhere.

Kobold soldiers wielded hoes and shovels, digging deep trenches in front of these defensive facilities. Rows of anti-shock stakes, like chevaux de frise, were hammered into the ground.

These defensive outposts and facilities were gradually forming a ring-shaped defense system, minimizing the enemy's impact.

Farn and some strong, able-bodied men were assigned to the task of digging trenches. He was currently wielding a shovel, turning the shallow pit in front of him into a deep ditch.

"The higher-ups need some brave warriors as reserves. Is anyone signing up? Excellent benefits," a kobold soldier shouted loudly in the camp, banging on a small gong.

Many young people dropped their tools and gathered around.

Seeing this, Farn shoveled a few more times, deepening the shallow pit, before dropping his shovel, clapping his hands, and also joining the crowd.