Chapter 1030
Lu Sien didn't hide anything from the two counts of Lan Malos and Regal. The moment the scarlet giant dragon Grum appeared, the battle was over.
The anger from the giant dragon has completely awakened the instinctive fear of the ice wolves-no matter how sharp their claws and fangs are, no matter how fierce and bloodthirsty they are, or even fearful of death; When facing the Great Desolate Giant Beast that is a hundred meters above the head, their sharp teeth and claws, bloodthirsty and fierce...
It's just a not very funny joke.
Although the desolate ice field seems to be very flat, it is actually composed of large and small peaks, cliffs and glaciers. The raised hills form the natural "battlefield boundary", and will flee in all directions. The wolves of the ice plains were "locked" in this seemingly open "wilderness".
You don’t even need to be too deliberate. The crimson giant dragon Grum only needs to surround the hills on the edge of the battlefield and breathe dragon flames uninterruptedly, so that all the ice werewolves who are trying to escape can be skinned. , All become a torch.
The raging fire, accompanied by the thunder-like dragon roar, turned the snowy world into a fire sea.
Until the flames engulfed the entire battlefield, the slightly tired scarlet giant dragon opened its wings and flew away from the battlefield "satisfied", disappearing into the flying snow in the sky under the gaze of countless lights Among.
And the Byrne Knights, who watched the "natural disaster" slaughter on the hillside, stood silently on the spot, waiting for the ice and snow to disperse the flames.
They waited a full hour, four quarters of an hour-the flames that swept the entire battlefield, finally showed signs of fading.
"It's too exaggerated...No matter how many times I watch it, this sentence is in my mind every time when the giant dragon appears. It's really too exaggerated."
The count of Baima Peak in gloomy face. Regrel pressed the corners of his mouth tightly, breathing a bit of a trembling cold wind mixed with ashes: "That's tens of thousands of icicle werewolves--even thousands of animals, kill them. Three days and three nights can't be killed."
"In front of that big beast, it was just a matter of meeting each other!"
"Otherwise, you think the gang of Sa Why did the villagers of Crane become the emperor of the empire?" Lake City count Lanmaros didn’t care much, and Lazily stretched out her aching arms:
"Furthermore, without these people Big beast, how many people do we have to die to defeat the monsters that invaded the north again and again? With them, the morale of the army can also increase a lot."
"Yes, but only if they stand on our side. This side." Rigeler retorted: "If one day, giant dragon's sharp claw and Long Yan descend on our heads, what should we do when they descend on Byrne?"
"You bullshit What? The empire has a special law stipulated-in the civil war, no giant dragon can participate in the war; this can be thirteen generations, let alone how many dragons are left in the Desalion family?"
"The laws of the empire...yes, but the premise is that we obediently obedient, and did not violate the orders of the Heavenly Vault-even the Black Duke." Bai Mafeng count's complexion became more and more gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were pressed tightly:
"Even the Black Duke, in the end, must bear all the guilt on himself and hand over the credit to the emperor; just because they are the emperor, because they have a giant dragon!"
"Not necessarily." Lan Malos shook his head with a very disapproving expression: "The Black Duke is for the Queen of Crazy Dragon-as a Knight, it is necessary to take all responsibilities and protect his own woman?"
"I'm not saying that!" Bai Mafeng count interrupted him impatiently: "Think about it, as long as there is a giant dragon, the empire will always have the power to suppress Byrne and even any Duchy!"
"Yes, the current emperor is pretty good, but in history, the Desalion family is not without a faint emperor! When the time comes, what to do, even if we can defeat the empire’s army, the giant dragon will still Our hometown and territory burn to ashes!"
"We people...the proud Byrne Knight...the nobles...we don’t even have the power to resist!"
Lan Malos’ expression Finally dignified a lot.
Indeed... the terrifying sense of powerlessness and fear in the face of giant dragons is enough to shame the proudest Byrne Knight-war horse, armor, long spear and even the big sword, terrifying this kind of The Great Desolate Giant Beast is meaningless, this is no longer a battle of the same level.
Just the fact that the other party can fly, determines that the two parties are not at the same level and can be "fairly fighting".
"But that's all in the past, isn't it?" Lan Malos laughed and looked at Regrel with a gloomy expression: "The Duke and the giant dragon of Jufeng Mountain have an agreement, Scarlet Blood Fort’s wizard created the Floating Void City-I heard that there is another weapon that can shoot long distances like a stone thrower. There is no need to be afraid of these big beasts, right?"
Er rolled the eyes, expressing complete despair for this guy who only has Knight spirit in his head.
"Okay, it's not early, it's time for us to play!" Hehe haha slapped Baimafeng count's shoulder, and Lanmaros waved to the Byrne Knights behind him:
"If you still want to make military exploits, follow me to rush-you can't let the limelight be stolen by that big beast!"
Before the voice was over, the count of Huxin City that drove the sword and horses Has taken the lead in rushing out of the queue, moved towards a messy battlefield and rushed away.
The surrounding Knights also screamed in excitement, and followed the galloping silhouette into a fire sea battlefield.
While screaming and brandishing a long and narrow saber, Lanmaros, with an excited look, ran directly at the two ice-worgens who had found him.
"pu chi ——!"
The trembling muscles of the right arm showed explosive power, pulling a saber across the air through a bloody arc-straight to the ice werewolf The head was cut off.
"he he he hahaha ——!"
Lanmalos, who was almost standing on horseback, laughed excitedly, his blood was stained by the gushing blood plasma. The field of vision also dripped into his mouth, causing the cavalry commander's bloodline to explode.
In less than one minute, he has completely rushed into the fire sea, and the nearest Byrne Knight behind him is also four or five horses away from him; like an arrow from the string, A chaotic icefield werewolf between layers of breakthrough, wantonly beheaded.
In the face of the ice-worgen who has completely turned into a piece of scattered sand and only knows to escape for their lives, the agile and mobile cavalry showed "efficiency" which is absolutely unmatched by infantry.
Go away with one blow, go away, never procrastinate; crossbow arrows, flag guns, sabers, big swords-when the power, impact, and long-range projection are perfectly combined, slaughter a group of hardly knowing to resist The enemy...
It's not too easy.
"Clang!"
As I don’t know how many times it was slashed, the saber finally overwhelmed while tearing the flesh, the upper half of the blade was stuck in Inside the neck bones of the werewolf in the ice plains.
"What am I..." Before Lanmalos had time to yell at him, a icy werewolf who was covered in fire on the opposite side had already roared at him.
Without thinking about it for a second, the half of the blade was thrown straight out by him, hitting the werewolf's face.
"ao ao ao——!!!"
The wailing ice werewolf's head jerked upwards like a twitch, but the burning body had already jumped up.
Bang——!
Although Lan Malos had dodged as much as possible, the reaction of the mount was still half a step away-the impact of the splash of snowflakes drove him out to the right with the horse and the man.
"Lanmalos——?!"
Not far away came the exclamation of count from Baima Peak.
"Not dead yet!"
While crawling out from under the dead horse, the battered and exhausted Lake City count and foul-mouthed: "It’s a big loss, really. What a big loss... This good guy cost me a lot of money, if the Duke doesn’t pay..."
Bang——!
A black shadow flashed by, and Lanmalos, who had not yet gotten up, was hit and flew violently, rolling in the snow, and stopped until a burning "bonfire".
Well, if those scorched and piled bones can also be called "firewood"...
"Um..."
internal organs Lan Malos struggled to get up, and a mouthful of black blood mixed with messy vomit came out directly.
At that moment, the armor of the right arm was almost completely shattered, and the breastplate was completely deformed, as if the chest was sunken into a large piece.
"Master Lanmaros!"
Several Knights saw the situation here, brandishing sabers and flag guns and rushed over.
"Go away, do your own thing!" Lan Malos of gnashing teeth, foul-mouthed, picked up a lance from the ground and pointed it at the icy werewolf who was leaping towards him.
"It's mine!"
After finishing speaking, he was so painful that the corners of his mouth twitched and he didn't forget to grin at the ice werewolf opposite.
"ao ao ao 嗷——!"
The roaring ominous beast did not have any kind of intention at all. The four claws used to rush towards Lanmaros, and the silhouette that was approaching quickly took all his power. All evasion possibilities are blocked.
But...who said to hide?
"Hoo--!"
The lance that was thrust out hard was dodged by the werewolf, but the sprinting ice werewolf also rushed into the air.
What appeared in front of it was the blazing bonfire just behind Ramaros!
"pu ——!"
At the moment when the werewolf stopped, Lan Malos, who turned and moved, pierced the lance in his hand again-this time, right in the chest!
The terrified werewolf tried desperately to pounce on Lanmaros to bite, but was blocked by the gun body in his chest two meters away.
Lamaros with trembling arms clenched the gun, and little by little pushed the werewolf into the fire.
"aaahhhh——!!!"
Lanmalos tensed and roared heartbreakingly; the ice werewolf on the opposite side was also desperately pushing him back , The blood flowed like a note but also completely ignored.
Bang——!
In an instant, the barrel of the gun broke!
Lanmalos seized the opportunity, without the slightest hesitation, and flew directly into the ice werewolf who was swayed, and slammed it into the bonfire.
This "power showdown" ended with one of them turned into coke.
The Byrne Knights, who were still tense just now, also began to cheer loudly-this one-on-one duel fight is the most respected by the Byrne people.
Looking at the Lanmaros who was lying in the snow and gasping for breath, Baimafeng count Rigeller finally relaxed, and finally there was a smile on his gloomy face.
But only in a blink of an eye, his expression became solemn again.
When I was talking about giant dragon with this guy just now, Lan Mallos' seemingly careless words made him more alert.
The Lord Duke and the giant dragon of Jufeng Mountain have made an agreement. The wizard of Scarlet Blood Castle created the Floating Void City, and there is also a brand-new, huge alchemical weapon of formidable power, which is rumored to be formidable power.
Yes, these sound very good; it is foreseeable that Byrne will no longer have to fear the threat from the Sky Palace; after this battle that determines the fate of the world, Byrne is destined to be in the new Under the leadership of the duke, we are getting richer, stronger and more glorious day by day...
But what about them...what about the future of Byrne Knight and the traditional thirteen-collar nobles?
In the face of powerful monsters, giant beasts and Evil Gods, the invincible Knights in the past are weaker than the alchemy weapons and giant dragons... even reduced to sweeping the battlefield, chasing and fleeing the enemy. The presence.
The Byrne Knight in the past, but the battle strength that can determine the outcome on the battlefield!
He can see everything that Duke Loren Torino does. He also believes that in the Duke’s heart he has his own plan for the future of Byrne, and he must also hope to Byrne leads to a bright future.
What can be foreseen now is that such a future may belong to the wizard, or it may belong to the merchant, or it may belong to those who support the development of everything related to "magic" and "trade".
More commodities, more sophisticated weapons and armor, and a more comfortable life-even in his territory, Baima Peak, many nobles have made fortunes on land and business.
But what does all of this have to do with the nobles, and these bright futures do not state that "you must be nobles."
What is the place of the traditional thirteen nobles in the future planned by the duke?
Is it still retaining the status of the past, or is it gradually being ostracized and becoming irrelevant, like an imperial aristocratic moth that is nurtured?
Whenever thinking of this, Rigeler felt her body tremble involuntarily.
He is not worried that Loren wants to be an enemy of the thirteen-collared nobles, but he is afraid that in the eyes of the duke, these "nobles" are already irrelevant and dispensable.
Wait!
Rigral frowned ——As far as he knows, although the giant dragon and the duke have reached some kind of agreement, it is not completely influenced by the duke’s tendency or the existence of subordination, and is more similar to the allies who “do it on their own” .
For such a guy, how did the Duke make him voluntarily come over and solve such an "insignificant" battle for Byrne?
is it possible that ……
"Yes, everyone...there is no error between the fact and the guess in your mind."
Facing different expressions, even faintly panic, excitement mixed with a little unexpected expression of unpreparedness, Loren used the most stable tone to face the generals, wizards, friends, teachers and comrades in front of you. We said solemnly:
"According to the news that the scarlet giant dragon Grum brought back from the northern ice sheet, I am afraid to tell you..."
"The invasion of monsters has already begun. "