Chapter 968

Chapter 968

"Boom..."

The Black Giant Dragon leaned down and spread its wings to cushion the landing. The wind swept across the battlefield and rolled up a flying sand running stone. ——With the body of the giant dragon as the center, an irregular ring of smoke spreads to the entire ruins.

On the deadly battlefield, the Great Desolate Giant Beast turned its body at a speed that did not conform to its body shape, and collapsed with large tracts of ruins, and the rumbling sound of earth and stone was endless.

Perhaps it is the inherent fear, it may be the empire’s worship and belief in the giant dragon, or it may be the savior’s gratitude to the savior...all Eboden’s garrison warrior We "tacitly" remained silent, standing motionless in the shadows, looking up at the giant dragon's strength and grace.

Imperial people may have different feelings for giant dragons because of their different backgrounds, but at least one thing is the same, that is, awe, standing on top of the world in awe, bringing the seven kingdoms together As the power of one.

It is precisely because of the ability to control the giant dragon that the Desalion family can have the qualifications to rule the empire;

It is precisely because of the fear of the giant dragon that the empire has experienced thirteen For generations, there have been no divisions and large-scale rebellions.

This made everyone feel terrified, as if the power of natural disasters, but maintained the peace of the empire for thirteen generations-because to this day, there is still no force that can compete with it.

The sturdy scales are comparable to a city wall, and the wings that rise up in the air make people "sigh at the sky". The terrifying power and the speed beyond imagination make all traps turn into a joke to it—— The fact is that if any of these features is taken out, there is a weak spot to be found, but when they are combined...

That is the perfect "existence".

Humans fully understand how ridiculous their power is, the king at the top of the food chain.

And such giant dragons, which can only be imagined in imagination, not only appeared in front of them, but also appeared three at once!

Faced with the human being staring at him blankly, Black Giant Dragon Mirasis showed a very "obscure" triumph, and the elegant dragon head slowly hung down, letting the one sitting behind her People will not fall and fall to death when they "turn over and get off the dragon".

As the giant dragon leaned over, a red-haired red-eyed silhouette appeared in front of everyone; the legion commander riddled with scars in the defending army was clever, his right hand beat his chest suddenly, and quickly one-knee kneels down.

"Imperial people, pay tribute to the Prince of East Sackland, Imperial Crown Prince Brandon! Long live Desalion--!"

"Long live Desalion-- !!!"

There was a mess of screams, and the soldiers in front of the nine-pointed star wizard tower knelt in disorder, and many wounded soldiers fell to the ground as soon as they knelt down. Can't stand up anymore.

In spite of this, the Eboden defenders present sincerely expressed their respect and life-saving grace for the "new royal prince"...Although, he himself is not comfortable with this kind of Sudden enthusiasm.

"Uh...it's alright, it's almost done, don't be so polite."

Brandon, who was proudly akimbo a moment ago, looked embarrassed in the next second. Waved his hand and climbed down from the dragon's back without any pretensions:

"And your Royal Highness...Tsk, it sounds really uncomfortable, it's a bit weird."

" Would it be more weird than the title of humiliating prince?"

The black hair wizard with a tired face with his lips turned upside down looked at Brandon, who turned his dragon's back over: "If I told you a year ago that you could become a crown prince Your Majesty, you're probably crazy, happy?"

"The premise is that I didn't know that Connold became the emperor-and I was willing to do it!" Brandon rolled the eyes.

Loren sighed in relief, smiled and shook his head.

Only at this moment, I can laugh so easily.

"Can you hold on? You look like you are dying now."

Brandon, who was smiling, was frowned tightly and looked at the black face that was ugly. Hair wizard, stepped across the corpse of an elf-as far as the eyes could be, the remaining soldiers were almost invariably injured, and some were more battered and exhausted than their own wizard advisors.

Twenty days, there was a huge disparity in military strength and battle strength, and the fortifications were just like paper...How did this group of people persevere?

"It's okay, it won't be dead in the next second." Loren himself shrugged indifferently: "If the army...the army that can continue to fight is still up to 10,000, but it's the last one. It’s a little bit; after 20 days of fighting, the strength of the enemy has not shrunk, but it has grown bigger and bigger."

"The Azores are not good at fighting the heavy infantry that make up the phalanx. , But their fighting quality and the cooperation between the soldiers are far more orderly than ours-on the premise of equal force confrontation, the front width of their skirmish line is twice that of ours, and it is easy to outflank us and besiege us. "

"They can also react quickly when encountering surprise attacks, pursuits and retreats, changing their formations to change the direction of their march, and they never disintegrate; anyway, there is only what you can't imagine, there is no operation that they can't do."

"At present, the only effective ways to control the enemy can be found, only long-range projection of weapons to kill, cavalry surprises, and the use of terrain and fortifications to create opportunities for the enemy to be unable to bypass the enemy-and again, the same quantity and quality Elite."

"From my experience, unless you have a military advantage, stronger long-range projection ability and cavalry, or occupy a good location... Otherwise, you must not start a large-scale decisive battle with the Azores. , Otherwise we must be the one who suffers."

The black hair wizard tells it in a joking tone, just like chatting with a friend about his experience in the past twenty days.

But every time he said something, Brandon's heart was heavy.

This information is undoubtedly the result of Loren’s bloody battles and countless sacrifices. In twenty days, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were killed and wounded in exchange for the next battle against the empire. The vital message of war.

He also knows how much advantage he can gain when he learns the information first.

Looking at the "wizard consultant" who was clearly exhausted but still supporting, the prince who was unbearable pursed his mouth, and his eyes turned to the direction of the elf retreat in the distance.

"It seems that the long ears on the opposite side were frightened by my dear Milassis and her little buddies. Will they be able to attack for a while." Brandon stuck his waist, pretending to be I glanced at the black hair wizard jokingly:

"My resourceful Her Highness the Princess, do you have a plan for the next counterattack?"

Loren relieved, can't bear it Go to complain about his urge.

"Uh...the basic plan is still there, including if a certain'His Highness the Prince' fails to arrive in time." Loren still couldn't hold back: "In short, let the giant dragon Deterrence at the periphery, pushing the enemy back beyond the city wall defense line, and fighting for a rest time of about half a day."

"Well, it's practical, and then."

"Then we need Use this half day to rectify the entire army, treat the wounded, and restore almost one-fifth of the battle strength, so you don’t have to worry about the enemy’s surprise attack."

"Well, it’s very specific, and then..."

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"Following the use of three giant dragons as a feint, the remaining troops left the city from the sewer along the south gate and gathered along the Jewel River-the enemy controlled the Jewel River ferry, but their boats were too deep to enter. Inland river, but we can."

"Well, it makes sense, in the end..."

"Finally, the giant dragon will take cover, and the whole army will get on the ship and turn in and evacuate."

"..."

Brandon stared at Loren motionlessly, with a stiff smile and an expression of "you are kidding".

The black hair wizard looks indifferent, indicating that he is serious.

The two people stood in a stalemate for one minute, and the soldiers kneeling on the ground around didn’t know what was going on. They were neither standing nor kneeling.

"You know...we have three giant dragons here, right?" Brandon resisted the urge to hit Loren's head and smiled to keep calm:

"Yes Do you understand the significance of this? In the Battle of the Blood Skeleton Valley of Brandon the "Sage", only three giant dragons participated in the battle."

"We don't have enough troops to counterattack. The rest of the charge will die clean." Loren shook his head: "The giant dragon can turn the tide of the battle, but it is not enough to defeat the army of 100,000 elves-not to mention, the enemy has a special projectile weapon for the giant dragon. "

"...We have three giant dragons, three heads."

Brandon still doesn't want to give up: "The 200,000 army of Connold Imperial Brother will soon On the way here, you want to give him the credit for defeating the elf?!"

"But we still have more than 10,000 wounded soldiers who cannot fight, and tens of thousands of civilians who have not had time to withdraw from Eboden "The black hair wizard calmly opened the mouth and said:

"To attack immediately, is to let them go to death in vain-sacrifice tens of thousands of battle strength for a trivial victory. With workers, farmers, and wizard scholars, I don’t think it counts..."

"Wait, wait, wait..."

The astonished Royal Highness waved his hand quickly, incredible Stopped Loren who wanted to continue: "You mean...there are still civilians in this city?!"

"Yes." Loren nodded, frowning slightly: "At least there are There are tens of thousands of people, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, I mean...they are all safe now?!"

"At least for now."

"And you just kept protecting these civilians and guarding the city for twenty days?!" Brandon's brows were almost frowning.

"...otherwise?"

"From beginning to end, you didn't throw these civilians as cannon fodder to the elves... I mean, arm them to form a militia, do everything May prolong the offensive of the ears?"

"I did try-but in front of the elf warrior, those armed citizens with no combat experience, apart from blocking the gap with corpses, are basically impossible to harm the enemy Twenty civilians are not an opponent of an elf warrior."

Loren shrugged: "So after putting four or five thousand people in, I gave up-I want to rely on them to delay the enemy, the only The chance is to let the elven warrior on the opposite side chop the people until the blade is worn and exhausted."

"The unnecessary casualties should be reduced as much as possible; even more how the strategic objective has been achieved, there is no need to let these few Ten thousand people were buried with Eboden."

Brandon was abandoned when he heard this explanation.

The next second, His Royal Highness "pa!" pressed Loren's shoulder and looked at him with a very meaningful expression.

"What's wrong?" The black hair wizard was a little inexplicable.

"It’s nothing, but I suddenly felt a little emotion... Maybe it’s because I’m not young anymore, right?" Brandon started to sigh with an old-fashioned sigh while still wearing a baby face:

"Loren ·Torino...Although I have always known that you are good at creating miracles, you really bring me surprises every time!"

The voice fell, Brandon turned and looked towards not yet The soldiers who got up raised their chests and waved their hands;

"Since there are still civilians who have not been able to evacuate, and the strategic goal of delaying the enemy’s attack has been achieved, now immediately change the original tactical deployment-Eboden Up and down, from now on, the entire army will cover the wounded and sick civilians in Eboden City and evacuate the battlefield!"

"I, Brandon Desalion promises you in the name of the Dragon Wang Family, will Bring all those who are still alive back safely-all the warriors who have persisted until now, you have completed your mission, you are all heroes of the empire, and the empire will never forget you!"

"I ——, Brandon Desalion... take you home!"

The loud and loud words echoed in everyone's ears.

First there was a dead silence, and then cheers like a flash flood.

"Long live your Royal Highness Brandon————!!!"

The burst of cheers came like waves, making Brandon almost unprepared Falling down; Loren who face doesn't change missed the opportunity to give him a hand behind him.

Either hide their faces and weep, or get excited-from Knight by Byrne to the wizard in the tower of the wizard, the warriors who just had a face determined to be generous to righteousness are crying at this moment. Like a child, standing in place blankly.

They survived.

They can leave here alive.

These "disabled people" and soldiers of Eboden have been Brandon's first supporters from today, and they will definitely be loyal to him to the end.

With the help of their "mouth", the "His Royal Highness" who chose to protect civilians and soldiers will re-establish an image in the empire-to become an emperor who is completely different from Connold in people's hearts. .

One is the emperor who wants to win by fair means or foul, and the other is the emperor who can give up his honor to protect his soldiers and people.

Although it is still very small, it will eventually become an opportunity; a chance for Brandon to "inherit" Connold as the fourteenth generation emperor at the right time, without being Supporters thwarted the opportunity.

However, there has never been a time in this world that can let anyone go smoothly...

"Hoo——————!!!!!!"

A icy cold wind swept across suddenly, causing the Eboden garrison and civilians who were just excited to get down quickly, or hide behind the shield and city wall.

For dozens of days of fighting, these have become their instincts.

Is it sea breeze?

The black hair wizard raised his hand and stopped in front of him, and his heart moved.

No, this is not the sea breeze, this is...Huh? !

Moving away his palm, the black hair wizard who raised his gaze stared at the scene in front of him, and was suddenly stunned.

The burning wall of fire was separated from the center by a "crack", that crack...

clean white as snow!