Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 18 War!

"Don't be afraid of any difficulties we encounter, just face Puchi with a smile! I can't do it! Miles, I really can't do it, haha!"

Clark laughed wantonly in Miles' hands, the golden particles floated up and down quickly in the translucent black rod body, it was obvious that this guy was already excited to some extreme.

Miles' face was gloomy, but when he recalled the previous speech, he couldn't help but blush a little. Fortunately, he inherited the red dragon's good at changing faces.

Putting his face close to Clark's staff, Miles tried his best to suppress the shame in his heart and asked in a low voice.

"What are you laughing at? Is it so funny?"

"Maybe you don't think it's very funny, but I do."

Before he could finish speaking, Clark's mind echoed again with the words Miles had just spoken. Unable to hold back, Clark burst out laughing again.

Seeing this scene, Miles shook his head, and he whispered.

"If I had known you would be mad, I would never have given that pre-war speech."

Hearing this sentence, Clark, who was laughing wildly, stopped, and he said.

"Why not? I thought that pre-battle speech was quite good, although it shouldn't come from the mouth of a red dragon."

"What does it matter? Anyway, I can do it."

"If you say that, I don't think you are a red dragon, Miles, are you a red dragon?"

"Without a doubt, I am!"

"Well, an eccentric red dragon master, I think my future life will be wonderful."

After saying this, Clark didn't continue to laugh. It stayed silently in Miles' hands, watching the kobolds in front of them organize their equipment and weapons.

After a long time, Patram came running over. He walked up to Miles and reported loudly.

"Master Shenglong, the warriors of the tribe are all ready, and they can set off now."

"is it?"

Miles looked up at the kobolds in front of him. These kobolds who usually wear orange and shabby clothes were more or less wearing some protective gear at this time, but the rusty spots on those protective gear were really hard to believe. its protection.

As for the weapons in their hands, most of them were spears, and some were light crossbows. Their lethality was doubtful, but considering that the opponents were equally inferior goblins, these weapons were enough.

The only thing that can satisfy Miles is the morale of these Kobold soldiers.

Apart from anything else, his pre-war speech was quite effective. Now the eyes of these kobolds are emitting a fierce red light, and the sharp teeth in their mouths are also "squeaking". As you can imagine, When these guys go to the battlefield, they will definitely be able to exert far greater combat power than usual.

"Okay"

There really shouldn't be too many demands on the kobolds. Myers waved his hand after inspecting it once, signaling Patram to take his troops to attack the goblin tribe.

Having received the precise order from Miles, Patram turned around, facing the numerous kobold soldiers, the red light in his eyes became brighter, bared his teeth and let out a ferocious cry, Soon those kobold soldiers also uttered the same cry.

Amidst the barking, these kobolds seemed to have reached a consensus, and then under the leadership of Patlem, the twenty or so kobolds rushed into the passage ahead.

Miles watched the kobolds leaving, his face expressionless, he just took a step and followed far behind.

Clark's voice came at this time, and he asked, "Myers, do you have confidence in these guys?"

"Honestly, I don't have much confidence, but I just watch the show. As long as the fighting is intense, I can enjoy it."

"It's really the red dragon's bad taste."

The yawning sound came from Clark's staff, and the intelligent magic item seemed very uninterested in the small talk, he said.

"I'll go to sleep for a while, and call me after the fight. Maybe there are some unexpected treasures in those goblin tribes."

"Okay, go to sleep."

After getting an accurate reply from Myers, Clark also cut off his sense of the outside world. Of course, in Myers' view, the ghost knows whether this guy is sleeping, anyway, whether he sleeps or not is the same as usual.

Putting Clark on the claws of the wings, Myers walked forward in the passage quite uncomfortable. As a red dragon, he is huge, and it is still very difficult for him to walk through these passages.

After struggling through the passages dug by these kobolds, the road ahead is much wider, and the rock walls beside the road are covered with green vines, which is quite interesting to explore the legendary underground world.

Walking through a passage, roars and shouts came from a distance. Miles' eyes lit up. He walked quickly and saw a group of kobolds fighting fiercely with a group of goblins.

The kobolds stabbed forward desperately with the spears in their hands, and the archers with crossbows behind them also shot arrows. With the blessing of huge morale, these kobolds did not appear in the situation of running away in the memory of their blood at all. .

Miles, who was standing in the distance, even heard the crazy cries of these kobolds.

"For Master Shenglong!"

On the contrary, those thin and short goblins were retreating under the kobolds' offensive. These bad things with dark green skin and fangs in their mouths were full of hesitation and cowardice. What exactly happened.

Miles was sure that if it wasn't for the burly hobgoblin at the back of the goblin, these goblin soldiers would have dispersed long ago.

Looking at this group of kobolds quite complacently, even Miles didn't expect that his speech would be so blessed. In other words, this should be able to add a speech skill to his character skill bar, right?

Thinking of this in his mind, Myers glanced at his character skill column boredly, his face froze instantly, because now he really has one more speech skill besides bluff, valuation, jump, and intimidation.

"I"

Looking at this speech skill, Miles really didn't know what to say, he was really just thinking about it!
"Fate is really unpredictable. I didn't expect that I would have speech skills."

Miles is not ready to unleash his talents in this area. He is the Red Dragon and he doesn't need to.

Taking a deep breath, an angry roar came from the front. The hobgoblin standing at the back of the goblin could no longer bear the anger in his heart. This kind of battle really disgraced the goblins. When will they even kill the kobolds? Can't beat it? !
He raised the mace in his hand and slammed it hard at the two goblins who were about to escape. Two screams came out, and the filthy blood quickly slipped from the heads of these escapers.

Striding forward, the patriarch of the goblin tribe is ready to settle the war in his own way.

Finding the opponent's figure in the crowd, the hobgoblin's dark eyes exuded a strong fighting intent, and with a roar, he raised his weapon and pointed at Patraim in the distance.

(End of this chapter)