Under the Red Dragon

The entire city defense line began to shake, and a large number of orcs andsahuagin braving the arrows and artillery fire from the city walls began to charge at the trenches. The trenches, which were dug several meters wide and deep and surrounded the entire city wall, became the burial place for these orcs and fishmen.

One by one, orc and fishmen warriors charged fanatically. The cluster charge brought an indomitable momentum, allowing them to resist fear and the dragon's chilling majesty.

But momentum was not enough to overwhelm the enemy. Orcs fell in swathes, and schools of fishmen were torn through. Their corpses piled up in the wide trenches, gradually filling them in.

The putrid blood stained the earth red, seeping into the soil. The stench of blood mixed with the enemy's scent in the air, blending into an aura of death.

But the orcs and fishmen continued to charge, one after another. They could not stop their advance and had to use their lives to provide cover for the archers and artillery positions behind them.

The barbarian leader Jib and thegnoll Yug had already spread out their formation on the open ground in front of the city gate with the Steel Legion, like an iron dome, more solid than the golden wall built of wood.

When the first orc, stepping over the corpses of his comrades, crossed the trench, waving his weapon, and charged towards the city.

The gnoll Yug and the barbarian Jib simultaneously nodded their chins, and their faceplates dropped from their helmets, and a pair of blood-colored eyes and excited gazes quietly lit up under the closed faceplates.

"For the Gogmora Dragonflight!" The gnoll raised his long knife and issued a low but heavy voice.

"For the Golden Kingdom!" The barbarian Jib raised the heavy hammer in his hand and let out a loud roar.

Clang clang clang,

All the warriors' faceplates fell down at the same time, and pairs of bloodthirsty eyes lit up under the suits of iron armor. Their dark iron armor needed the moisture of blood, and their long knives craved the flesh and blood of the enemy.

"For the Gogmora Dragonflight! For the Golden Kingdom!"

The roar of thousands of people, the huge sound waves like the heavy drums of giants, were about to shake the clouds in the sky.

"Kill!"

The orcs' roars, the fishmen's screams, the gnolls' howls, and the barbarians' bellows mixed together, and the blood intertwined, as if beasts were colliding with a steel jungle.

Although these orcs and fishmen had the courage to charge, the force of their charge could not shake the Steel Legion. The fishmen had no armor, relying entirely on the tough skin on their bodies.

But even the skin under the dragon scales could not stop the sharp blades forged from steel. They were just a group of lambs to be slaughtered for the dragon's steel warriors.

The leather armor worn by the orc warriors could not resist the steel blades either, and what awaited them was a ruthless massacre.

When the orcs and fishmen charged, the steel warriors in the front line simply separated their feet slightly and stood in front and behind, taking turns wielding the long knives in their hands.

The long knives in the hands of the strong warriors slashed like lightning flashing in the clouds, tearing apart all enemies who dared to provoke them.

The orcs and fishmen who followed behind didn't even see what was happening in front of them, and they saw that their comrades had already fallen, and streaks of bright lightning-like knife light appeared before their eyes.

When there are a thousand people, they connect the earth and the sky; when there are ten thousand people, they are boundless and endless.

This is the terrifying sight of a crowd charging on the battlefield.

The blue dragon Akkez perched high on the watchtower, watching under the wide city walls, every place had been greeted by the enemy's charge. The number of those orcs and fishmen had exceeded ten thousand, and more and more warriors were joining the battlefield.

The entire Golden City was like an isolated island in the sea surrounded by a black tide, welcoming the attacks of countless enemies, with blood and corpses covering every open space within sight.

In the distance, the orc army had gradually landed from the fleet, transporting magic-powered cannons and dragon hunting ballistae ashore, and began to gradually advance.

And the anti-magic field was gradually cleared under the cover of flesh and blood of these orcs and fishmen. Even if the flying dragon knights in the high altitude dived down countless times, dropping terrifying explosions and bringing the iron flames of destruction, they still could not stop the actions of these orcs.

The artillery firing points on both sides of the cliffs were also defeated and removed one by one by the orcs who had divided their forces, and the sporadic rumbling gradually disappeared.

The blue dragonAkkez forcibly suppressed his violent dragon blood. As the highest commander, he needed to calmly judge the situation, instead of throwing himself into the battlefield like a soldier.

The anti-magic field was originally a safeguard to ensure that the outer walls of the Golden City could be effective, so he had to pay close attention to the situation on the field.

But the blue dragon could endure it, but the red dragon in the high sky could no longer endure the violent desire for destruction in his blood.Kediros felt that the time had come for the blue dragon Akkez to let himself find the right time to enter the arena.

So the young red dragon swooped down from the clouds in the high sky, and his wide wings cast a large shadow over the enemy's head. He began to fly around the walls of the Golden City, and the dragon fire of destruction was brewing in his belly, and the deadly fire line quickly lit up from the chest and abdomen of the red dragon.

Compared to the juvenile dragons in the dragon group, the young red dragon's dragon breath was violent enough. The breath of the red dragon who had grown to the youth stage was accompanied by magic and flames at the same time, which was already considered to be in the category of advanced dragon breath. His full spray was enough to melt steel.

Even ordinary red dragons would be affected by the breath of the young red dragon Kediros, let alone these orcs and fishmen.

So when the young red dragon sprinkled the flames of destruction, he directly ignited a piece of orc, and the flesh and blood of the orc's body turned into the raw material of the flame, the water was dried, and the oil was helping to burn.

"Hahaha, death is the price you pay for provoking the dragon. I, Kediros, will grant you a noble rest,"

The young red dragon sowed the flames of death in the air, igniting pieces of enemies and burning them into coke. His throat rang with the roar of a dragon, violent, excited, and satisfied.

The red dragon's flames burned on the entire battlefield, and countless fishmen and orcs burned in an instant, rolling on the ground and rolling around in agony, but it was difficult to extinguish the flames that were galloping on their bodies, and they could only turn into coke and ashes in despair and pain.

Death could not make the orcs and fishmen retreat, but such a tragic death was enough to make them fear. They could not retreat, but they intentionally or unintentionally avoided the flight range of the young red dragon, which caused some disorder in the formation that had been constantly charging.

In this case, the impact of tens of thousands of enemies was blocked, and in front of the red dragon and the steel jungle, they could not advance even a single inch.

The line formed by the Steel Legion was like an indestructible mountain range, and the young red dragon was the trench in front of the mountain range. The corpses of orcs and fishmen had already been piled into a small mountain on the battlefield in front of the city wall, and then turned into coke by the red dragon's dragon fire.

But the young red dragon was not satisfied. He sprayed his throat itchy and dry, and then crashed down on the battlefield. His claws hammered the earth, blasting away the weak enemies.

His tail swept across, smashing the bones of one orc fishman after another and shattering their bodies.

The young red dragon was like a ruthless war machine, rampaging on the battlefield. His scales were enough to withstand the attacks of these ordinary weapons, and even the strongest orcs and fishmen could only leave white marks on his scales.

The arrow formation that the orcs had begun to form in the distance was also blocked by the scales of this red dragon. Only occasionally hitting the area of this red dragon that was not covered by scales could hurt this red dragon.

But the young red dragon was so huge and constantly moving, and some of the damage from the arrows was just a tickle-like attack for him.

He tore, slapped, swept his tail, and spewed dragon fire in the crowd, and the red dragon used everything to the extreme.

"Die, die, you fragile scum, I will crush you all to death,"

The young red dragon's roar echoed on the battlefield, and Kediros's brain was gradually filled with violent dragon blood, and the desire for destruction was rising. He actually began to charge in the opposite direction to the orc and fishmen army.

"Stupid red dragon, a fool who relies on his strength, this kind of fool who relies on his strength dares to directly charge the army,". The orc legion commanderGaen stood on the deck of his flagship, his eyes flickering with a cold light.

"Cole, solve him, kill this red dragon, and you will be able to deter those dragon monsters. Don't let him attack our artillery positions,"

Gaen looked at the orc warrior standing beside him.

Cole was equally tall. As one of the main ship commanders of the fleet, this orc was also an extremely powerful warrior, and also the most trusted adjutant of the orc prince Gaen.

Cole, who was three meters tall, had knotted muscles all over his body, and looked one size larger than other orc warriors. The anti-convex fangs in his mouth were even thicker and longer, and it was obvious that the blood of the ancient orcs in his body was more concentrated.

The aura on his body was like the sea, only slightly weaker than the aura of the ArchmageLapers, and it was obvious that he was also a strong man who had gone far in the Holy Order.

"Although the red dragon's scales are strong, they can't stop my Hammer of Destruction. I will kill him and use his head as my collection,"

The orcCole smacked his yellowish fangs, watching the red dragon begin to be injured under the attack of countless orcs, and bloodstains and cracked wounds began to appear on his chest, abdomen, limbs, and wings. Arrows were inserted into the red dragon's skin that was not covered by scales.

Some arrows that had been enchanted with armor-piercing properties could even directly shatter the young red dragon's scales, pierce the young red dragon's flesh, and sink into the young red dragon's body.

"Put on my armor,". The orc Cole ordered his guards.

Although he possessed the power of the Holy Order, enough to challenge this young red dragon head-on, even the Holy Order would be overwhelmed by the army and then charged to death on the legion battlefield of the two armies.

Orcs don't have the solid scales of the young red dragon to protect them. He doesn't want to try the concentrated fire attack of the dragon warriors with his flesh.

A set of slightly loose and baggy armor was put on Cole's body by the orc guards, making the orc's body look even bigger, and two more orcs lifted up a heavy short-handled mace.

Cole easily lifted the heavy warhammer in his hand, and this legendary weapon-Hammer of Destruction, famous in the orc kingdom, resonated with the blood in his body, bringing him stronger power.

The Hammer of Destruction, also known as Baghk's Pestle, is said to have been forged by the orc god of barbarism, Baghk. Orcs wielding this legendary weapon can gain the barbaric power to destroy all enemies, and only the bravest warriors among the orcs can pick it up.

"Let the blood of this red dragon let you bloom the glory of the past,". The orc Cole lifted the Hammer of Destruction, stepped into the air, crossed the crowded landing orc warriors, and landed in front of the artillery and giant crossbow positions that were being laid out.

Although after stepping into the Holy Order, he could gain the ability to perform continuous short-term stepping in the air, Cole was not a fool.

In the air, he could only become a living target. Even those who possessed the power to fight against legends would not dare to face the direct attack of a large-scale legion until they had truly stepped into the legend.

The dragons are the kings of the sky. Only those who can crush the dragons or the real fools can fight the dragons in the sky.

The orc Cole locked his eyes on the young red dragon who was still rampaging. The young red dragon, whose brain was occupied by magma, used his thick dragon tail to slap several orcs away.

But his body had begun to flow with hot dragon blood, dripping on the battlefield, scorching the soil.

crack,

Cole clenched his hand armor, his breathing began to become heavy, and a pair of eyes were gradually filled with blood. Powerful power surged in his body.

His limbs began to swell, his originally knotted muscles began to swell, his physique began to grow, and his bones were cracking, and soon the loose armor was tightly stitched.

Bang,

The orc Cole cracked the ground that had been trampled firmly by countless warriors, and he began to run with the heavy Hammer of Destruction. The earth was the spine of his power, the blood was the bones of his power, and the legendary weapon Hammer of Destruction was the extension of his power.

All the warriors blocking him were directly knocked away by this powerful orc, like the wind blowing through the grass on the prairie.

"Die, red dragon, welcome the sad end,". The heavy hammer in Cole's hand emitted a dark light, and the powerful force extended and expanded in this legendary weapon, and the whistling wind was stronger than the most violent wind and thunder, and slammed towards the young red dragon.

The young red dragon's brain, which was controlled by the evil dragon's blood and the desire for destruction, woke up at this moment. The deadly threat made the scales on the young red dragon's body explode, and the bone-chilling killing intent firmly locked him.

"Want to kill me, you are far from qualified, you scum who are cowardly enough to only dare to sneak attack,". The young red dragon Kediros roared, only had time to slap his thick right claw from right to left.

Clang,

The dragon's dragon claw and the orc's heavy hammer collided, and it actually made the sound of metal colliding.

After a brief moment of stalemate, a shock wave of power, like scattered ripples, shook the surrounding orcs away, and dust rolled, and the red dragon's angry roar came from it.

The powerful orc warrior Cole swung the heavy hammer in his hand back, and he was also knocked back one step by the dragon's tyrannical power, cracking the ground under his feet.

And the wolf teeth on this legendary weapon were stained with the dragon's dragon blood and broken fine scales.

The dust dissipated, revealing the red dragon's huge body. A number of dense wounds had appeared on the palm of the young red dragon's right claw, and hot dragon blood dripped from the deep holes. The dragon's entire right claw had also been bent backwards and drooped weakly.

The orc warrior showed a cruel smile, his thick legs cracked the ground, and the heavy hammer in his hand slammed up again with the power to collapse the mountain.

At such close range, the young red dragon Cadilose dared not breathe dragon fire again. The armor on the orc warrior shimmered with magical light. As long as it could withstand the red dragon's dragon fire for a brief moment, the red dragon would step into the abyss of death.

Cadilose could only roar and swing his claws, not to block the terrifying legendary weapon, but to sweep at the orc warrior's body, proactively launching an attack.

The dragon's body was huge, and its forelimbs were longer than the attack range of the orc wielding the heavy hammer, so the red dragon wanted to force the orc warrior in this way.

If the orc warrior chose a mutually destructive outcome, the red dragon would be seriously injured, but the orc warrior's armor could not withstand the dragon's claws and would be cut in half or directly swatted away.

But the orc warrior Cole was one of the most outstanding warriors in the orc kingdom. He not only possessed skillful combat techniques and awareness, but was also much more agile than the dragon.

Cole retreated two steps with his heavy body, and the heavy hammer in his hand rapidly whistled, smashing down and knocking down the dragon's claws, and then began to circle around the red dragon's huge body, attacking the dragon's abdomen, putting the red dragon into his own offensive rhythm.

And the surrounding orc warriors also began to encircle this battlefield at this time, and the spears and longbows in their hands were also looking for fatal flaws in the dragon, wanting to kill the red dragon.

And behind the orcs, the positions of the giant crossbows and artillery had gradually begun to take shape, and magic-powered cannons were fixed on their bases and began to calibrate their targets and heights.

The bases of the dragon-hunting crossbows were also nailed into the ground, and they began to crank the capstans and install the giant crossbows.

The blue dragon Akz looked at the orcs and fishmen who were gradually being defeated on the battlefield. The enemies' attacks had begun to contract. Their mission had been completed, buying time for the artillery positions.

So now they had slowed down their charge and began to retreat to their rear.

"Hold the line, do not pursue!"

The gnoll Yugu and the barbarian Jibu stopped the bloodthirsty warriors' desire to pursue. The steel warriors had now turned into a forest of flesh and blood, still holding their ground and not being shaken.

But the sharp long knives in their hands had been chopped until they were dull, and some steel blades even had fine nicks. Even steel would be damaged after colliding with the hard bones of countless enemies.

And these loyal warriors of the dragon, under the cover of the archer legions on the city walls, although there were no large-scale casualties, only some unlucky warriors were killed by the heavy cannons on the orc flagship.

But they also consumed a lot of physical strength. The heavy armor was a strong defense, but it was also a heavy burden.

And the red dragon, who was far away and surrounded, was a bit far from the main battlefield. Although the blue dragon Akz felt that the young red dragon Cadilose's active combat had greatly improved the territory's combat power, he did not want to consume too many warriors because of the young red dragon.

Moreover, the uncontrollability and impulsiveness of the young red dragon made the blue dragon a little angry. Nevertheless, he was willing to make some attempts, so the blue dragon Akz roared loudly.

The dragon's roar was loud, bright, and continuous, carrying the dragon's unique timbre and information transmission. Even dragons dozens of miles away could easily capture the information that their kind wanted to convey.

The clouds in the sky above the battlefield seemed to suddenly disperse, blown by the howling wind into a misty cloud. These clouds were not blown away in the surging wind, but became thicker and thicker.

In the clouds, the huge figures of two dragons loomed, one with scales the color of red copper, and one with scales the color of bronze.

Those were the two metal dragons who had sneaked into the distant sea, preparing to destroy the orc fleet after the orc army landed, the bronze dragon Alina and the copper dragon Alfred.

The two young dragons had awakened the ability of spells. Under their impetus, the clouds gradually sank, shrouding the battlefield where the red dragon Cadilose was located.

The bronze dragon Alina urged the wind to roll, and the cloud mist technique she released was thick and condensed under the crazy surge of magic power, obscuring the vision of most orcs.

The copper dragon Alfred probed its head and tail in the clouds, releasing spells under the cover of the clouds.

The talent from the copper dragon allowed him to turn the ground under the orcs' feet into soft mud, and then, with the help of the Grease spell, turn the soft mud into a slippery and soft swamp.

In order to protect the bronze dragon Alina, who was fully releasing spells, the copper dragon Alfred also cast a Minor Illusion spell in advance, creating two illusory images of dragons, affecting and misleading the orcs' senses.

The clouds and mist filled the air, and the orcs around the red dragon's battlefield gradually lost their target. They began to cautiously try to escape the range of this cloud of mist, lest they be affected by the fight between the two powerful creatures.

And the young red dragon Cadilose and the powerful orc warrior Cole also sensed the aura of two dragons approaching from the sky.

At this time, the young red dragon Cadilose was covered in dragon blood, and many arrows were stuck in the red dragon's skin. The scales between the waist and abdomen and the scales on the back were broken. The dense holes proved how terrifying the damage the red dragon had suffered was.

Most importantly, the legendary heavy hammer in the orc warrior Cole's hand was a weapon specially designed to counter opponents with a strong defense on the surface. The damage to the surface of the body was far less serious than the damage to the internal organs of the young red dragon.

Cadilose's internal organs had long been injured by several hammer blows, and some organs had even been shattered by the orc warriors. Even the hardest dragon bones had been cracked. At this moment, hot dragon blood flowed from his mouth, nose, and eyes, looking extremely miserable.

If it weren't for the dragon's strong vitality and the red dragon's frantic counterattack, this young red dragon would have died under this legendary warhammer long ago.

But at this time, it was already a struggle before death. And the orc warrior on the opposite side, although his armor was a bit damaged, and the knife-like marks on it proved that the dragon's claws were also difficult to resist, but after all, he was still intact.

After sensing the aura of the two dragons, the orc warrior Cole finally no longer looked calm and composed. The legendary heavy hammer in his hand began to fully bombard the tottering but unwilling to fall young red dragon.

He wanted to kill the red dragon before the two dragons landed, otherwise, facing the siege of three dragons, he was likely to be buried here.

"Hahaha, you can't kill me, dragons won't die at the hands of you scum," the young red dragon roared, blood spilling from his fangs.

At this time, his forelimbs had been broken, and the bones connecting the wing membranes had also been bent and broken. His body was covered with large and small holes and wounds.

But he still held his head high. He could surrender to the dragon group, which was also a dragon, but he would not bow to the orcs, even if it meant death.

So his chest and abdomen lit up, fire lines surging, and the dragon fire turned into an extremely condensed pillar of fire, spewing out towards the orc warrior with scorching heat.

"Dragon, die!" The orc warrior's body expanded again, his eyes flashed with streaks of blood, and the bulging arm muscles bulged his armor slightly. The armor all over his body also lit up with a dark and heavy light, and the heavy hammer in his hand had been filled with a color as dark as the abyss, bombarding towards the young red dragon's chest and abdomen.

The thick cloud of mist obscured everything five steps away, but was suddenly lit up by a bright light. The bronze dragon Alina, who poking her head out of the cloud of mist, spewed out a huge branch-shaped lightning, striking the top of the orc warrior's head, like awed heavenly might, thunderbolt.

At this moment, the orc warrior chose to swing the heavy hammer upward from a horizontal strike, concentrating all the strength of his body. A thick black light emanated from his body, welcoming the full-strength bronze dragon's lightning breath.

Boom!

The thick black light on the warhammer was hit by the thick lightning, and a large area dissipated, leaving only a thin layer. Behind him, there was the impact of the red dragon's dragon fire, so he could only choose to evacuate from this thick fog.

" Heh heh," the young red dragon Cadilose gasped, he was close to being exhausted, and he did not expect that the dragons in the dragon group would come to save him. He knew clearly that he had not been recognized by these dragons.

But accidents always happen, and Cadilose ushered in his unexpected surprise.

The bronze dragon Alina withdrew into the cloud of mist and continued to maintain the cloud of mist, while the copper dragon Alfred poked his head out of the cloud of mist and said dissatisfied: "Hurry up, Cadilose, the orcs' giant crossbows are almost ready, if you don't retreat, you won't be able to leave."

The young red dragon Cadilose showed a smile on his face. At the same time that his strength was drying up, his consciousness was also clearer than ever. He smiled and said: "I can't leave anymore, even my wings have been broken. But I am very grateful for your assistance, I have not lost the pride of the dragon, I will stand and die on this battlefield!"

The copper dragon Alfred was furious when he heard this. The hot-tempered copper dragon stretched out his wings and kicked the young red dragon's butt, causing the young red dragon to stagger.

"What stupid things are you talking about, but this is very in line with the character of you red dragons, Cadilose, you still have legs, crawl for me! Don't fucking waste the strength of Alina and me!"