Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"boom--"

With the roar of their engines, the steam tanks lined up in a tight formation, marching like moving mountains, with dust and smoke rolling in behind them.

Behind the armored corps, the empire's infantry corps also marched at high speed under the cover of tanks, approaching the city wall in an orderly manner.

In the sky, the bipedal flying dragons flapped their wings, screamed and howled, circling back and forth, spreading in the direction of Avendeldan like dense dark clouds in a violent storm.

The plain in front of the city wall of Avendeldan has been completely occupied by the Ember Legion. The empire's offensive is like a terrifying natural disaster, overwhelmingly pressing towards the dwarves' fortress.

"Damn"

"This, these guys are really"

In the face of such power, even the always brave dwarves couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and those rough, bearded faces couldn't help showing surprise and panic.

At this time, Ed had returned to the city under the admiring eyes of all his subjects. His thick armor had become mottled with blood, and the metal war hammer was also stained red by the blood of the flying dragon.

"It's His Majesty Ed!"

"Praise be to the Lord of the mountains!"

"Did you see it? His Majesty killed more than a dozen Imperial Reptiles alone!"

"As expected of our king! Long live His Majesty Ed!"

Seeing Ed's return, the dwarves were immediately boosted in morale and cheered loudly.

On this blazing battlefield, the dwarf king stood on the top of the city wall of Avendeldan. His eyes were like torches, penetrating the smoke of war, and his broad shoulders seemed to be able to support the hope of the entire kingdom.

At this moment, even though he was facing countless enemies, there was no trace of fear on his face, and there was a determined light in his eyes.

——This scene is just like the scene fifty years ago when Ed faced Fadlan's army alone.

It's just that Ed's fire of life has been swaying, and the rock hammer is no longer in his rough palm. At this time, there are only more than 9,000 dwarf warriors left in Avendeldan.

The situation at this moment is more desperate than fifty years ago. The dwarves can only place their last hope on their king.

Ed's voice was low and powerful, like the roar of the mountains, echoing on the stone walls.

“Compatriots, today we face unprecedented challenges. Those arrogant invaders want to trample our land with their iron knots and destroy our homes with flames!

But, let me ask you, have the courage and determination of the dwarves been swallowed up by fear? "

The dwarves shouted: "No!"

The artillery fire was still fierce, but Ed didn't care. He just looked down from a high position, and his firm eyes scanned the faces of every dwarf below him.

This is a battlefield, and the empire's snipers don't care about the so-called "above and aboveboard".

Instead, they seized the opportunity to take advantage of the danger and pulled the trigger. A dozen bullets came through the air and shot into the dwarf king's head, heart and other fatal parts.

Immediately afterwards, several more cannonballs fell from the sky, as if they had eyes, and they hit the city where Ed was.

"Be careful!" a dwarf warned in a startled voice.

However, Ed didn't even look at it, he just raised the war hammer in his hand high, and the huge mountains appeared behind him, blocking all the bullets and cannonballs.

The bombs behind him exploded one after another, but Ed ignored it and just shouted to himself: "Very good! We will never give up this land that has been passed down from generation to generation to these greedy people until our death!"

Our hammer will smash their claws; our fury will melt their armor! Long live the mountain kingdom! Evandeldan will never fall! "

The surrounding dwarf warriors clenched their weapons, with tears in their eyes. Their emotions were instantly ignited by the king's words, and they let out deafening shouts.

"Avendeldan will never fall!"

"Long live the mountain kingdom!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Ed's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting every dwarf's heart hard.

The dwarves know that Avendeldan behind them is their lifeline, their only home, and the place where the shield dwarves have relied on for thousands of years.

They are willing to sacrifice everything for this fortress and the king.

The voices of the dwarves echoed on the smoke-filled battlefield, intertwining with the distant artillery fire to form a tragic symphony.

However, their shouts could not stop the Ember Legion's offensive. Ed's timing was very accurate. After he finished his speech, the Ember Legion was about to enter the range of the dwarves.

At the king's call, the dwarf warriors quickly regained their morale, prepared intensively for city defense, and once again devoted themselves to this intense war.

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

During the march, the steam tanks in the front row roared and opened fire, and the main guns continued to bombard the outside of the city wall.

The cannonballs created fierce explosions again and again, and the magic shield outside the city wall set off ripples. Under the continuous bombardment, the bright yellow light gradually dimmed and flickered.

But the dwarves had no fear at all. They launched the dwarven steel crossbows, trebuchets, stone cannons and other city defense weapons on the city walls to launch a brazen counterattack.

"Smash them!"

"Let these evil dragon descendants have a taste of our power!"

"All troops obey orders - shoot!"

Thousands of dwarf archers drew their long bows and fired arrows one after another. The dense arrows poured down like a torrential rain.

However, these flaming arrows, which were extremely effective against orcs, pierced the cold armor of the steel behemoth, but could not penetrate the defense at all. They could only leave a little white mark and bounced off with a crisp "clang clang" sound.

"What a ridiculous counterattack"

"Is this all the so-called mountain kingdom has? It seems that I can go back to celebrate the coronation festival soon."

"Hahaha, such an attack is not as good as the spit of my grandma!"

"Charge! Kill them!"

The tank drivers of the empire sneered and were not even willing to spend a little energy to activate the shield. They just charged nonchalantly under the arrows.

How could arrows made to shoot flesh-and-blood enemies break their war machines?

"Boom--"

The tracks of the steam tank turned at high speed, rolling out clear ruts on the plain, constantly approaching Avenderdan.

"Damn, these iron lumps are as hard as obsidian!"

The dwarf general was furious, but he was not discouraged. He hurriedly called other city defense soldiers.

On the towering walls of Avenderdan, the steel crossbows carefully crafted by the dwarf craftsmen were already aimed at the moving tanks.

The dwarves installed arrows, turned the capstan with great effort, accumulated strength, and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Fire! Pierce their iron lumps!"

"Swoosh--"

A sharp whistling sound sounded, and the more than two-meter-long giant arrow tore through the air, turning into a silver light that cut through the sky, attacking the steam tank.

"Swish!"

The cross-shaped sharp arrow carried terrible kinetic energy and directly penetrated the heavy composite armor, nailing the driver in the cabin to his seat, causing the tank to stall on the spot and emit bursts of gray smoke.

"Bang!"

"Damn, what bad luck!"

Another giant arrow hit the track, paralyzing the tank on the spot and making it unable to move.

The engineers who followed behind hurried forward to repair it and replaced it with spare tracks, and the dwarves took this opportunity to shoot arrows.

"Swoosh--"

An imperial engineer who was replacing tracks was shot through the heart, and the engineers behind him continued to fill the gap.

As the common home of dwarf craftsmen, Avenderdan is full of exquisite city defense weapons, which always make invaders anxious.

In the towering towers of the fortress, the dwarves started the catapults carefully built by Master Trirant, throwing out flaming iron balls - those were abandoned weapons melted together.

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The iron ball drew a graceful arc in the sky, accompanied by the sound of air explosion, and fell into the armored cluster of the empire.

"Boom!"

The fire spread, metal fragments flew everywhere, the unlucky steam tank was directly smashed, and even the engine burned, and then there was a shocking explosion.

Thick steam filled the field, and the steam tank had turned into a charred wreckage, emitting thick smoke.

Finally, the victory was achieved. The dwarves were jubilant and cheered, continuing to throw burning iron balls at those damn "iron lumps".

With a loud bang, another steam tank was hit and exploded on the spot, emitting puffs of green smoke.

Seeing this scene, Dror frowned and shouted angrily into the intercom: "Don't underestimate the enemy! These tanks are all the property of the empire!"

"Yes, General!"

The drivers responded quickly. Under the fierce resistance of the dwarves, they finally put away their arrogance as imperial people and began to attack the city with all their strength.

"Not only did they not surrender, they dared to fight back?!"

Looking at the wreckage of the tank in the distance, Bill in the cockpit of the "Emperor's Fury" was furious and smashed the button fiercely.

As an avid steam tank enthusiast, the Dragon Vein Goblin felt much more uncomfortable seeing a tank destroyed than seeing his people being slaughtered!

It was a naked humiliation for these dwarves to use those crude and primitive weapons to destroy a well-designed war machine!

This was simply unforgivable!

"Buzz--"

The runes in the steam tank suddenly lit up and flickered continuously, and an indestructible force field shield was gradually built in front of the heavy armor.

Accompanied by the whistling wind, another giant arrow broke through the air, but this time it was blocked by the force field shield and broke in mid-air.

Bill said angrily: "Still want to hurt my baby! Damn dwarves, blow him up!"

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The steam tank was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. The main gun fired crazily, with a shorter interval between shots, and even the barrel began to heat up and turn red.

Under the dense firepower, the shells fell on the city wall like raindrops, and the shield outside the city wall flickered continuously, and even tiny cracks appeared.

"Crash!"

The last shell fell, and the dwarves' magic shield finally couldn't bear the weight, shattered, turned into countless flashing light particles, and finally dissipated.

The Empire's ogre artillerymen had been waiting for the shield to be broken for a long time.

They had already calculated the shooting angle, aimed at those large city defense equipment, loaded shells, and were ready to go, just waiting for the opportunity to concentrate fire.

"Boom--"

The next moment, the artillery fire roared, the earth trembled, and fire and smoke filled the sky above the Empire's position.

Hundreds of heavy artillery fired at the same time, and countless shells streaked through the sky with trails of saliva, fell from the sky, and landed on the dwarves' city defense equipment.

"Boom! Boom!"

"No! They are going to destroy our trebuchets!" The dwarves screamed in panic, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Explosions sounded, rubble and dust flew everywhere, the city walls shook violently, and even the mountains were roaring.

In an instant, the trebuchet carefully built by Master Trirant was blown to pieces, and even the tower collapsed on the spot. More than a dozen dwarf warriors were buried in the ruins, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Immediately afterwards, explosions occurred one after another, and the walls of Awendeldan kept shaking, as if they were about to fall.

The dwarf steel crossbows, arrow towers, trebuchets and other city defense equipment on the city walls were all spared, and they were all hit by the precise and intensive concentrated fire of the imperial artillery.

"Boom!"

The steam tanks were only a hundred meters away from the city wall. They roared and roared, firing shells one after another, blasting huge holes in the city gate.

The machine guns were also constantly firing, pouring out bullets like a storm, causing the dwarf defenders on the top of the city to fall down one after another, and even fall off the city wall.

Behind the armored forces, the Empire's engineers and infantry corps marched quickly, and armored vehicles equipped with ladders drove from the rear.

The offensive of the Burning Empire was orderly and even seemed very layered, like art.

The Empire's staff did not like to fill the gap with human lives - that was not cost-effective. They preferred to use steel and artillery fire to destroy the enemy's will and confidence first, and then occupy the city naturally.

Looking at the destroyed city defense equipment, the dwarf general knelt on the ground, his face sad, and muttered to himself: "No, that's our city, that's the hard work of our dwarves"

"Boom!"

A bomb fell straight beside him, blowing the dwarf general away on the spot, his life or death unknown.

I saw a series of hideous shadows passing over the city wall, that was a two-legged dragon! They have come back!

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the flying dust, a huge and hideous black shadow hit the wall heavily. When the smoke and dust cleared, he slowly stood up.

The humanoid creature was more than three meters tall, covered with biological armor composed of scales and exoskeletons. Under the armor, there were muscles bulging like iron blocks.

A blood-stained chain sword was equipped on its left arm, and a particularly exaggerated 27mm caliber grenade gun was held in its right hand.

The guy grinned, and a hideous smile appeared on his face covered with scales: "Hahahaha, for the Burning Emperor and the Empire!

Dwarves, repent in front of us, your flesh and blood are weak!" The chain sword rotated at high speed, making a harsh noise.

This time, it was not only bombs that landed on the wall of Avendeldan, but also extremely terrifying humanoid weapons, the ultimate creation of the Empire's biotechnology-Vitagis Dragon Scale Monk! (End of this chapter)