Chapter 231

the red sun rises in sky.

The cool morning light wakes up the sleeping prairie. The early bird spreads its wings and glides across the morning sky, leaving a string of clear birdsong. The dewdrops that condense at night gradually drop, or reflect the dazzling brilliance in the sun. The green grass looks up, and the prairie radiates birth opportunity and vitality.

The camp of the Blood Axe clan also began to be busy. The cooking smoke curled up. One by one, the orcs went out of the tent and returned to their posts.

In the open space outside the camp of the Blood Axe clan, ganosh Blood Axe waved his axe to hone his fighting skills. Last night, he got a message from the White Dragon Lord. He was so excited that he fell asleep in the middle of the night, because he would launch a general attack on the blade fortress tonight.

Ten days have passed since the orcs attacked and shot the guards. All the troops in Luonan Empire have come. Now there are at least 400000 elite human soldiers in the blade fortress.

It's time to close the net.

However, this battle has nothing to do with the orcs. The three powerful guardians will personally turn the blade Fortress into ruins.

Gnosh bloody ax put away his axe, wiped the sweat from his body, and went back to the camp with the smell of food.

After wolfing down his breakfast, gnosh Bloodaxe waited for a while, then asked him to pick up the bone whistle hanging around his neck and blow it.

At the call of the chief, the elite soldiers of the Blood Axe clan quickly led their wolf to meet in front of the blood axe.

"Let's go!"

Blood Axe turned over and rode on the wolf, leading the team to the front line of the war.

Although fighting has nothing to do with orcs, how could ganosh bloody axe give up this great opportunity to witness history.

Ten thousand wolf cavalry in a line, galloping on the grassland, but also to clean up the grassland of human scouts.

Under the carpet search, a large number of scouts became the ghosts of wolf cavalry.

……

At a lake in the orc prairie, the White Dragon Lord and the Golden Dragon Leopold jodmadin drink from the lake.

After drinking the sweet water of the lake, Lord Bailong said.

"Leopold, have you ever seen Titans?"

The White Dragon Lord's words recalled Jinlong's bad memories. His face was ferocious, and then he adjusted his mood.

"Yes, of course. I've killed several of them in the abyss."

Asked Lord white dragon.

"Can you tell me something about their abilities and fighting habits?"

Jinlong thought for a moment and replied.

"As recorded in the inheritance, titans are as diverse as our giant dragons. They can naturally control the elemental energy and condense it into Titan's spear. Moreover, most of them are proficient in martial arts. In terms of magic, they are better than the dragon clan. Generally speaking, their initial attack is Titan's spear, and then they will try to get closer."

"But in madiland, there is no elemental power, so I don't know how these Titans fight."

After a moment's silence, Jin Long's face was in pain.

"Amos, if you encounter Titans and demons in a bloody battle, you must kill Titans first. Otherwise, they will never mind stabbing in the back when you fight with demons."

The White Dragon Lord saw the expression of pain and anger on Jinlong's face, and knew that there must be a story.

Sure enough, Jinlong continued.

"Once upon a time, I had a brass dragon friend. Although he was a talker, I wanted to stay with him too much, but he went to the bloody battlefield with me, and experienced dozens of battles, big and small. I will never forget that last time."

There was a strong hatred in Jinlong's eyes.

"The two of us formed a team with a giant dragon of other planes. When we were hunting a legendary demon, a group of Titans attacked us from behind. At that time, I was the only one who got away with it. When I came back with rescue soldiers."

Jin Long shuddered with excitement and was short of breath. After taking a deep breath, he opened his mouth.

"I only found their bones!"

The White Dragon Lord could not help shivering.

The contradiction between dragon and Titan is irreconcilable, but it's not just about talking.

Both of them have inherited higher life, which has been passed down from generation to generation. They record the hatred between the ancestors of the dragon and the Titans, which makes the offspring of both sides feel like personal experience.

The accumulation of hatred for countless generations led to the situation that the dragon and Titan would never die when they met.

The White Dragon Lord patted the golden dragon with his wings and comforted him.

"Then kill more Titans this time and avenge them!"

Soon, Jinlong was in a good mood.

"I think so, too."

Later, Jinlong spoke seriously.

"This time, even if you don't pay me, just to kill Titan, I will come."

The White Dragon Lord opened his mouth jokingly.

"Then you don't have to pay."

"No way!"

……

Blade fortress.

The Lord's mansion.

The Lord of sendera has not slept well for ten days in a row. More and more orcs gather outside the city.

Moreover, what makes the Lord of sendera even more uneasy is that none of the spies who sneak into the depths of the orc prairie can come back alive.

According to the information sent back by the spies who were watching outside the orc camp, these orcs were all equipped with iron weapons, elite troops and armor, and they transported cattle and sheep to the battlefield, which was clearly to fight to the death with the Empire.

Where do these guys get the courage?!

The population base of human beings is 100 times that of orcs. Even if all the orcs are soldiers, they can't make up for such a big gap.

Even with the giant dragon, the war weapon of more than a dozen large clans, it is impossible to win the war. The Dragon shooting cannon specially developed by human beings for the giant dragon is not vegetarian!

But the orcs did!

The Lord of sendera couldn't figure it out. Not only he, but everyone in the Empire couldn't figure it out. However, they knew that war was coming.

Therefore, the Imperial Emperor sent a large number of soldiers to the frontier fortress, the blade fortress, to let the blood of the orcs run down the wall of the blade fortress.

Now, the three Dukes of the Empire, except for the Great Duke of singsa, who guarded the eye of the earth, all came to the blade fortress. With them came their own elite soldiers.

Thinking of the strong troops brought by the two dukes, the Lord of sendera felt a little relieved. He rubbed his swollen temple. Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it.

With such a powerful force here, I'm afraid the orcs will turn the world upside down.

So the Lord of sendera comforted himself.

He looked out of the window at the setting sun, and went to the French window. Then, in the afterglow of the setting sun, he arranged his dress.

The dinner party to welcome the Duke is about to begin, and he can't be absent.