Volume 1: The Rise of Elanhill Chapter 0092 Evil City
Under the orange royal flag, a woman in bright silver armor was looking at the map in her hand. Her face was as cold as ice, making her facial features, which should have been incredibly beautiful, instead carry a sharp murderous intent.
"Your Highness!" An officer walked up to the woman, holding a long sword, and reported with his head lowered: "The second village... there are no survivors. It was done by the Holy Demon Empire's dragon riders. Someone nearby saw a giant dragon flying over."
"This group of dragon riders are heading east... It looks like they are heading to Elan Hill." The woman spoke, her voice was very pleasant, as bright as the song of an oriole. But there was anger in her voice, and one could tell that the owner of the voice was in a bad mood.
"These two villages... the records say... each has about 200 villagers. That means these dragon knights ate about 400 people." The officer said with a gloomy face.
He paused and continued to report some of the losses in the village: "Reconstruction is basically impossible. Maybe there are people who are not in the village who have survived by chance, but... this is too tragic."
"We must avenge this!" The woman who was called "Your Highness" by the soldiers swore coldly: "As long as I am alive, I must avenge this! Definitely!"
"We have seen the power of the Holy Demon Empire. With at least 70 dragon knights acting together, we cannot contend with this force head-on, Your Highness! Please act with caution. The Higgs Kingdom cannot withstand the revenge of the Holy Demon Empire." The officer carefully reminded his master.
The woman suddenly turned sideways, and the silver armor on her body collided with each other, making a clattering sound. She looked at her men and her voice suddenly rose: "What can I do? Watch my subjects, those who love me, being eaten by a group of wild beasts, and pretend not to see it?"
"Since I am wearing this armor, I will fight for my people!" She stared at the officer, her bright red lips pressed together, her beauty was mouth-watering. Even though she was wearing armor and even had a heroic aura, she still looked so out of place on the battlefield.
She held the sword at her waist that looked a bit old, raised her chin proudly, and asked word by word firmly: "Who do you think I am? I am the daughter of King Higgs, I am Princess Capelluna!"
"Yes! Your Highness!" The officer nodded slightly, gave up the idea of continuing to persuade, and said. Some women are willful just because they are born willful, but some women are willful because they have the capital to be willful.
Cape Luna was a woman with the capital to be willful. She was younger than Chris, but she was already one of the best swordsmanship experts in the Kingdom of Higgs. If she had a long sword, two or three men might not be able to get close to her. Besides that, she was also a very powerful cavalry commander.
The Higgs Kingdom had long been circulated with the magical legend that Her Royal Highness was as capable as any man, and His Majesty the King was happy to let his daughter venture out into the world. He had no children, and the Higgs Kingdom would usher in the era of Her Majesty the Queen a hundred years after him, so the Princess in front of him also had another identity as the Crown Prince of the Higgs Kingdom.
"Head east! There must be more destroyed villages! Gather the surrounding cavalry along the way!" As she spoke, she put the silver helmet in her arms on her head, covering her face that was not made up but was still incredibly beautiful.
Behind her, a soldier led a warhorse and handed the reins to her armored hands. She jumped onto the horse nimbly, and her slender thighs clasped on both sides of the horse's belly charmed the sturdy guard knights behind her.
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"Woo...Woo..." On this sunny afternoon, the hand-cranked air raid sirens in the city of Seris began to sound frantically. The sky was filled with sharp sounds and all the citizens looked up at the sky nervously.
At the horizon, the Holy Demon Empire's dragon knights suddenly appeared, and the beacon towers and observation posts along the way were useless. The speed of these dragon knights' actions was too fast, and they were indeed the ultimate sneak attack force.
Chris , wearing a bright yellow military uniform, pushed open the door of the castle headquarters surrounded by guards. Walter, who was temporarily in charge of the city defense command, was mobilizing all the defense forces in the city.
"All anti-aircraft artillery units are in position! Let the anti-aircraft artillery armored train begin patrolling! Pay attention to the direction of the sunlight, which may be the direction of the enemy's main attack!" He carefully arranged the work of each unit in front of a map, looking very nervous.
"Don't be nervous, Walter! The density of our anti-aircraft artillery is three or even five times that of other cities. If we still lose, it proves that we are not qualified to change the world!" Chris smiled and comforted his men, then stood by the window and watched the dragons gradually approaching.
The last time he saw a living dragon, he also looked at it from afar. Although he had even touched the corpse of a dragon, he had never observed a living dragon up close.
Now, he had the opportunity to watch these monsters flying in the sky up close. The monsters roared, and even from such a long distance, he could hear the heart-pounding roar.
The air defense alarm was still echoing tirelessly, and amid the alarm, anti-aircraft guns raised their slender barrels. These cannons were ready to fight the enemy, and on the city wall, countless anti-aircraft gun troops in red uniforms were running nervously.
"Whoosh!" A piece of canvas was torn open by a soldier wearing a steel helmet, revealing a brand new Maxim heavy machine gun. The water pipe had already been connected, and the machine gun was quickly pointed to the sky under the control of several soldiers, aiming at the direction of the dragon's attack.
"Click!" The assistant gunner, who had hung up the ammunition belt, buckled the cover on the machine gun body and gave the gunner a thumbs up. The gunner pulled the bolt to complete the last step before shooting.
Below these anti-aircraft turrets, on two tracks that stretched far into the distance, a heavy train slowly stopped. Behind the front of the train, three anti-aircraft guns had their barrels erected, and under the protection of two machine guns in front and behind, they were pointed at the giant dragon in the distance.
All the noise quieted down, and an anti-aircraft artillery commander adjusted his helmet with his hand. He squinted his eyes, letting the sweat slide down his cheeks and gather on his chin where the helmet strap was buckled. He waited attentively, waiting for the enemy to enter the range of the artillery.
Didrik was riding on his dragon's back. He couldn't help but frown when he saw the city below. He had never seen such a city before. It was dirty and disgusting. Everything here seemed to conflict with magic, and there was a disgusting smell everywhere.
The tall chimneys were filled with black smoke, and the air here had a nauseating smell of burning. If he closed his eyes, Didrik even felt that the ground under his feet had been burned by the hell dragon.
The thick black smoke covered the sky and even blocked some of the view of the sky. There were very few trees around the city, and the huge coal yard was piled with black coal blocks like mountains.
Everything here seemed extremely dirty, with black ashes everywhere. The entire city was black, even the royal flags hanging on the buildings were an annoying black color...
Didrik, sitting on the dragon's back, had not yet come up with the term "industrial pollution" in his mind, but he instinctively hated everything in front of him. Even the smallest detail in this city was contrary to magic.
Order and the coldness of steel are the melody of Seris City. The music here is made by the collision of huge metals, and everyone here lives in a beautiful fantasy called production.
After just one look, Didrick felt that the city in front of him was a "heresy" that must be destroyed no matter what! Everything here should not exist, and everything here should be wiped out! Nothing can be left!
Driven by this idea, Dietrich was determined to solve everything here. He pulled the reins of the dragon and was the first to attack the evil city.
One after another, the dragon knights swooped down and followed their great knight commander. However, Irdo did not follow behind the dragon knights. He still maintained his height, and looked at the towers around the city and the two strange "giant necklaces" near the towers with vigilant eyes.
He had never seen these strange things in Maritsa. Just the familiar city walls and the damned rapid-fire weapons on the walls brought him endless trouble. His troops were almost wiped out in Maritsa, so he did not join the team attacking Seris immediately.
Just a brief hesitation at this moment, and countless flames spewed out from the dangerous-looking five-pointed star-shaped towers. Unlike Maritza, there was a type of ammunition whose trajectory could be seen, which built a dense barrier in the sky.
Because of the ammunition with visible trajectory, Irdo felt the horror of the hail of bullets for the first time. The dense yellow light formed a large net, making every dragon knight who passed through it embarrassed.
The next second, the fire network suddenly became twice as dense. In the lower air, heavy machine guns also joined in the killing. Those dense beams of light split the dragon into two, forming an insurmountable line of defense.
Looking down at the ground, the black, cold, dirty city seemed to suddenly come alive, and the originally quiet sky became noisy. The sound of bullets breaking through the wind was everywhere, and the tracks left by tracer bullets streaking through the sky were everywhere. The air defense alarm mixed with the sound of the dragon's roar, playing the prelude to the Battle of Seris.
