Volume 1: The Rise of Elanhill Chapter 0072 Breathing
"Whoosh!" The raging fire swept across the earth, making the soil hard and hot. A giant dragon flew over from low in the sky, and all living things seemed to turn into charcoal. When facing ancient and powerful creatures, humans were small and helpless from beginning to end.
The few remaining Elanhill soldiers were still holding their weapons and shooting at their heads. They had struggled out of the initial chaos and despair because they had seen too many deaths.
They kept pouring out their ammunition, as if this was the only way to vent their inner fear. The soldiers of the Alante Empire who were getting closer and closer to them had stopped, because there was already a flame rising and burning in front of them.
"Unable to withstand a single blow!" The dragon rider on the dragon's back swooped down again, pulling the dragon's reins, looking down on the ants under his feet. Mortals are just mortals after all, and no matter how powerful a mortal is, he cannot resist the will of the Holy Demon Empire. This is the truth of God, an unquestionable truth.
"Ding! Whoosh...!" A bullet rushed up from the gap between the dragon's flapping wings, brushed past his breastplate and flew past his face, just barely missing his nose.
The dragon knight didn't know what almost killed him just now. He touched his nose subconsciously, then looked down again and saw the less than a hundred ants left under his feet.
The ants were still the same ants, but this time when he lowered his head, he no longer had that kind of contemptuous and mocking expression, because sweat had already seeped out of the tip of his nose unconsciously. Those bastards...how did they do it?
For the first time, a question arose in his mind: How could those panicked and stupid mortals under his feet almost injure the dragon knight wearing the sacred armor?
The armor he wore was no ordinary armor. It could defend him from arrows from a distance of dozens of meters. Ordinary mortal swords and knives would not cause any damage to this armor.
However, at this moment, he saw the pattern on the armor, which was twisted and deformed by the bullet, leaving a long black scratch - in the past, when facing an army of tens of thousands of mortals, he might not have seen this degree of damage on his armor.
"Damn it!" He felt the uneasiness and annoyance transmitted to him by the giant dragon under his crotch, which was something he had never experienced in the past wars. If possible, he really wanted to land and take a closer look at those mortals to see what gave them such power.
"Destroy! These damn mortals must be completely destroyed!" Pulling the reins, giving a signal for the dragon to dive and continue the attack, the dragon rider put away his doubts and launched an attack once again.
However, this dive allowed him to see a terrifying scene. After diving and spewing fire, a comrade's dragon did not pull up, but instead flew over two mounds and crashed into the ground.
The dragon's strong and huge body left a long gully on the ground, and its huge wings were twisted and broken, which looked very painful. Because the force was too great, the impact raised the soil, making it as spectacular as a meteorite landing.
As the giant dragon hit the ground, the battle seemed to have come to an unsatisfactory end. The sound of Ailan Hill's gunfire could no longer be heard on the ground, nor could the crying and uncomfortable screams be heard. The battle was over, and like before, it ended with the victory of the Holy Demon Empire.
However, the dragon knight hovering in the sky could not laugh. He had never seen 500 such powerful mortals, nor had he seen such a weird battle process.
"Hoo!" The huge flesh wings flapped in the sky, and several dragon riders that flew over landed next to the fallen dragon . The dragon riders turned over and got off their dragons, holding their swords and anxiously walked to the dragon that was still panting.
"Roar..." The giant beast lying on the ground seemed to want to express something, but the sound coming out of its ferocious mouth full of fangs lacked any domineering power, and only a sound similar to wailing remained.
The captain in charge of commanding the dragon knight squad reached out and pressed on the body of the dragon that was still gasping for breath, as if trying to comfort the huge reptile that was seriously injured.
Then, he saw that many scales on the dragon's belly had been broken, and under those broken scales, he could vaguely see the dragon's blood. The weapons in the hands of those mortals actually broke the dragon's scales...
"Shrek! Shrek!" Two dragon knights found a dragon knight lying on the ground on the other side of the dragon's body. This dragon knight seemed to be injured as well. His armor was a little twisted and there was blood on his face. It was not known whether it was caused by the fall or the battle.
"Captain... he fainted, his life is not in danger, but..." Looking at the man and the dragon beside them, the mood of the dragon knights seemed to be extremely bad. They had lost dragon knights in previous battles, but it was the first time in a hundred years that there were casualties in the face of such a small number of enemies.
"Damn it." Holding his helmet, the man as the captain seemed to want to vent his anger, but he couldn't find anyone to vent to. After looking around, he could only stomp his feet to vent his dissatisfaction.
Another giant dragon descended from the sky. Irdo rode on the dragon's back, looking down expressionlessly at the dragon that was struggling on the ground but couldn't get up. His armored hands holding the reins tightened little by little.
Ailan Hill... It seems that it is not as simple as teaching a lesson. This empire has seriously threatened the dignity of the Holy Demon Empire. This mortal country should not continue to exist!
This time, even if there are some losses, this damn mortal country must be wiped out! Their technology, their civilization, their lives, everything they care about or don't care about, must be wiped out!
"Okay! Don't look so sad! We need to re-plan our strategy! The other party seems to be a trouble!" Without getting off the dragon, Irdo spoke to comfort his men.
"The next battle will inevitably involve some risks, and we will lose some comrades, but the Holy Demon Empire will surely win!" He clenched his fists and said hatefully.
At this moment, he was thinking about other things: just now, in front of so many soldiers from the Alante Empire, they lost a dragon knight. If they continued along the way with the soldiers from the Alante Empire, then the authority of the Holy Demon Empire would probably be difficult to maintain.
These soldiers of the Alante Empire will spread an idea to every corner of the world: humans can defeat the dragon knights of the Holy Demon Empire. At least the army of Elanhill has created such a miracle.
Such a huge blow to the reputation of the Holy Demon Empire is unbearable. So the best way is to get rid of those people from the Alante Empire, act alone, and kill all the people of Zhiqing! Then, disguise the massacre as venting anger, and everything will go smoothly again.
Moreover, if they attacked the city directly, they could use the advantage of dragons being able to fly to cross the outer defenses of Elan Hill and minimize losses. If they followed Alante's ground troops all the way forward, who knew how many Elan Hill troops they would encounter along the way. If they were not careful, they would suffer losses along the way, which would be a joke.
Besides, when mortals fight against dragons, they usually choose to act far away from cities. They are afraid that the dragon will attack the city and cause irreparable damage, so they can directly attack the city, where the opponent's defense is likely to be very empty, and they can get a miraculous effect.
After thinking so much, Ildo quickly formulated a feasible tactical plan: he planned to break away from the Alante Empire army, lead his dragon knight troops to advance quickly, arrive at Maritsa first, and launch an assault there.
Even if it means destroying Marica at all costs, the prestige of the Holy Demon Empire must be re-established, so that all mortal kingdoms, including the Alante Empire, can see the consequences of disobeying the Holy Demon Empire!
At the other end of the battlefield, General Zorn, who was riding on his warhorse, began to stutter. He looked at the royal relative Alante Lumbak beside him and asked tremblingly, "Just now... I, I saw..."
"Yes, I, I saw it too, I saw it..." Lunbach's condition was not much better than Zorn's. Even if he saw a giant dragon sweeping across an infantry phalanx, he would not be so panicked, because at least that was within his common sense.
But now, everything he saw seemed beyond his comprehension. Something in his heart seemed to be broken and fundamentally shaken.
"That, that...dragon, fell...fell?" After a long while, Zorn suppressed his emotions and continued to ask in a trembling voice.
"Fell... 500 people, and they slayed the dragon... Oh my god." Lunbach recalled everything he had just seen and found a more fatal problem: "Before they slayed the dragon, they were, they were fighting with us all the time, right?"
"..." Zorn wanted to curse. He just saw a troop that first slaughtered about 5,000 elite soldiers of Alante, and then killed a dragon knight before the whole army was wiped out...
"I%@#￥&*!" Unable to hold back, Rumback cursed out the swear words that Zorn wanted to say. After he finished cursing, he breathed heavily, as if something had just strangled his throat.
Looking at his appearance, Zorn suddenly remembered that he had been holding his breath for some time... So, he opened his mouth, cursed unscrupulously, and then began to breathe heavily.
