Born a dragon, I'm sorry?

"Puchi!"

On the battlefield, Tie Niu used all his strength to chop the neck of the enemy in front of him.

Amid the blood splattering, the guy who attempted a sneak attack covered his neck and fell to the ground with an unwilling wail.

The bloody Minotaur stepped on the corpse with one foot, looked at the wolf man in front of him, who was struggling to stand up with a spear, with a concerned look, and asked: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay."

The wolf man Muge covered his still bleeding waist, and his height of less than 1.5 meters was even more hunched at this moment, but he still raised his head, bared his teeth and forced a bitter smile to Tie Niu.

"He won't die for the time being."

Seeing this, Tie Niu breathed a sigh of relief. He first scanned the chaotic battlefield and made sure that the area was temporarily safe. Then he shook off the sheep-headed man on his shoulders and threw him in front of the jackal. He asked for help, "Can you take a look at this guy for me first? I'm afraid someone will accidentally step on him to death."

"This guy." The jackal Muge frowned and kicked the unconscious sheep-headed man with his foot, teasing, "He's so weak."

When the jackal raised his head, he found that the minotaur had turned around, so he couldn't help asking, "Hey, where are you going?"

Tie Niu raised his axe and said. "The war is not over yet, I can't stop yet."

"You..." The gnoll looked at the drooping arm of the minotaur, not knowing whether it had pulled the wound, and bared his teeth: "Wait a minute."

"Dang!"

An axe chopped on a big sword that was thrusting over, and Tie Niu roared without looking back: "What else!"

"Ride on this." The gnoll pointed the spear in his hand to the side.

"Puff!"

In the blood splattering, the minotaur pulled out the axe, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw the frost wolf lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

The spear in the chest of this big guy had been pulled out, and the wound had stopped bleeding. Noticing that someone was looking at it, it actually raised its head, and its eyes were full of brutality, but after seeing the fierce eyes of the gnoll, it withered again, making a low whimper.

"You..." Tie Niu's eyes suddenly widened. "You tamed him?!"

"Hurry up, don't waste time!" The gnoll waved the spear in his hand, poked at an approaching enemy, and said:

"I am not fit to ride now, otherwise I would not give you this opportunity!"

The upright tauren heard this, hesitated for only half a second, rushed over, jumped onto the back of the frost wolf, and in the face of the other party's reluctance, he squeezed the wolf's belly hard and roared:

"Go!"

"Puff!"

Pulling out the spear, blood splattered on the gnoll's face, and the pale face seemed to be a little redder.

She looked at the back of the Tauren riding a frost wolf and wielding a battle axe, and her mouth curled up slightly. She whispered in a voice that only she could hear:

"That's right."

"At least you won't die so easily this way. I don't want your wife to come back and cry to me..."

Then her face became serious again, and she kicked the sheep-headed man who fainted on the ground beside her, cursing: "Get up quickly, stop pretending to be dead!"

But the sheep-headed man showed no signs of waking up.

The jackal blinked, as if he had recognized some facts, and continued to wave his spear helplessly to drive away the approaching enemies.

"Really, you remember this!"

"You owe me a huge favor!!!"

......

"Puff!"

In an inconspicuous corner of the battlefield, a guard was struggling to swing a heavy broadsword, killing and shouting away the surrounding soldiers.

Normally, these guys wearing power armor should not be forced into this state by the miscellaneous soldiers, but this imperial guard is different.

There is a huge wound on his waist that almost tears his body into two halves.

This makes him unable to even stand up. He can only endure the pain, supporting his body with one hand and waving his broadsword with the other hand to drive away the approaching enemies.

His name is Dart, and he is a dog-headed man.

When the flying dragon appeared just now, he was extremely unfortunate to be locked by a sword.

Originally, he could avoid it, but at that time, he was unlucky enough to be surrounded by a group of wolf riders.

When he tried to avoid it, these wolf riders took the opportunity to pounce on him and knocked him to the ground.

So, an extremely unfortunate scene happened.

In the severe pain and the roar of metal, the sharp sword energy penetrated the power armor and the abdomen of this poor dog-headed man.

With such a horrible injury, if it were not for the powerful vitality brought by the dragon blood, he would probably have died long ago.

"Damn it!"

Sweeping the sword again, Dart killed the two approaching soldiers. He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but curse: "When I go back, I must beat up those guys in the equipment department! The quality of this armor is too poor!"

While cursing, his heart was getting colder and colder.

In fact, he knew very well that there was nothing wrong with the armor. It was enough for him, a bronze rank, to withstand a blow from a gold rank and not die.

But Dart was very unwilling.

It was not easy to join the Imperial Guards and finally realize his dream.

It was not easy... to find a favorite dog-headed man partner...

More blood began to ooze out of the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, and Dart felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker.

He was about to die.

But he still bit his tongue hard, forced himself to cheer up, and prepared to mobilize all his magic power to activate the last back-up left by the equipment department for them.

But just as the mithril lines on the surface of the armor gradually flashed red, a wolf howl suddenly came!

"Ah!!!"

Followed by a sound of breaking through the air!

Dart raised his head with difficulty, and through the mask of the armor, he saw a frost wolf flying over the heavy encirclement and landing in front of him. Then he turned around, and the powerful tail swung out, whipping several humans away.

Then, the guy on the back of the frost wolf waved his battle axe and chopped down several humans who surrounded him again.

For a moment, no one dared to step forward!

When Dart saw the person on the back of the frost wolf, his eyes suddenly widened, and his vision, which had gradually become dim, became much clearer.

It turned out to be... a minotaur!

"Are you okay!"

Tie Niu turned his head and looked at the dying black power armor sitting on the ground, waving his axe vigilantly to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to attack.

"It should be considered something." Dart smiled bitterly. Although he didn't know how this tauren snatched the frost wolves of those wolf riders, at least he knew that they were friendly troops, which was enough.

So he said: "Don't worry about me, I'm dying, go save the others."

Tie Niu paused when he heard the words. When he saw the wound on the belly of the power armor that almost tore the entire armor in half, he understood it, and his eyes were inevitably filled with sympathy.

"Then... I wish you good luck..."

After the voice fell, Tie Niu turned his head away cruelly, waving the battle axe in his hand, ready to fight out of the encirclement.

Since this person could not be saved, he naturally would not waste time here.

This is a battlefield, not a joke.

But just as he was riding the frost wolf to pounce on another human, something strange happened!