Chapter 77： Chengtou

"Captain Ildo is acting alone? How could this happen?" General Moss, in a heavy armor, turned over from his horse, and frowned when he looked at the only wounded dragon knight left in the Arante Empire army. Asked.

Leaning in the ear of General Moss, the dragon knight started talking about the previous battle, and mentioned that his dragon was shot and wounded and could not continue to participate in the battle: "In order to prevent these mortals from seeing more dragons being shot down. At the scene, Captain Ildo can only act alone."

"Woo... His choice is correct." Touching his chin, General Moss thought for a while and gave his own judgment: "It is a correct decision to attack Maricha first. If it were me, I would be more willing. Choose this way."

Then he looked at the dragon knight and said, "You said these mortals have the means to shoot down the dragon, and it only took 500 people to wound you? This is incredible..."

"General! Before experiencing this kind of thing, I didn't want to believe that this kind of thing happened... but they did." The dragon knight was still wrapped in gauze on his head, looking embarrassed.

"Able to shoot down the dragon knight...there are no heavy weapons...Alan Hill, this country, is really...unexpected." General Moss touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"We are less than a day away from Maricha, if we rush forward quickly..."

"No need! The place should have been in ruins. Let these mortals see how good we are." General Moss thought for a while, and felt that he didn't need to venture into it at all.

After all, the damage ability of the dragon knight is very powerful. As long as the city is attacked, the city called Maricha can directly erase the damage power of the 20 dragon knights from the map. That is not a joke.

The fact that the opponent could shoot down the dragon was something General Moss did not expect, but the opponent was able to shoot down 20 dragons, which General Moss had never thought of. In his perception, it is impossible for a mortal to contend against a dragon head-on. Cavaliers Squadron.

"I have brought 3,000 giant horse cavalry this time. No mortal empire can stop the impact of these cavalry. Hope this time, Ailan Hill can give us a little surprise." Although there has been no head-on collision, General Moss Still full of confidence in the army in his hands.

The mounts of this cavalry unit are low-level monsters called giant horses. They are well-trained and huge in size, twice the size of ordinary horses.

These arrogant giant horses can be equipped with heavy armor and maintain a faster advancing speed than ordinary cavalry. Under the impact of such a cavalry comparable to a tank, the defense of any mortal empire will instantly fall apart.

If the dragon knights are assassins with amazing power and destructive power, then these giant horse cavalry are the invincible cavalry on the front battlefield of the Holy Demon Empire. What's more frightening is that these knights are all warriors who can use magic, and they can use long-range magic to strike at frontal enemies.

"Report! Report!" Amidst the army of the Arrant Empire that was going south, a scout general rode his horse in a panic and ran to the side of General Zorn, lowered his voice as much as possible, and reported: "Our scouts, scouts...they, they seem, they seem to have seen something extraordinary."

"What does it look like in a panic? Say, what did you see?" General Zorn was disapproving, and asked his subordinates with a long tone. He had just received reinforcements from the Saint Demon Empire 3000 magic cavalry, and he was full of confidence in victory.

Although several thousand people had been destroyed by Ailan Hill's 500 soldiers, he was still full of confidence in the strength of the Holy Demon Empire. He firmly believed that this victory belonged to the Holy Demon Empire, which meant that it belonged to the Arante Empire.

In his heart, the grenadiers of the 500 Ailanhir must be the elite among the elite, and their weapon may also be the most powerful weapon in Ailanhir's hand. That's why they were able to shoot down a dragon knight, so they were able to smash the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Arante Empire head-on.

Only Prince Rumbak by his side knew that he had seen even more terrifying burst weapons, which were the most powerful weapons in the hands of Ailan Hill's troops. It was a pity that no matter how he reminded him, General Zorn didn't want to believe that his opponent was already strong enough.

"They said they saw a lot...many..." The officer hesitated, as if he didn't dare to mention something, but had to say.

In the end, General Zorn, who was really intolerable, urged the horse forward and decided to go and see with his own eyes, what on earth Maritza showed that could scare his soldiers like this.

A group of awe-inspiring cavalry followed Zorn and Prince Lumbak, surpassing a large number of soldiers on foot, quickly surpassing these troops, and came to the forefront of the entire army.

"Across this small jungle, Maricha is in front of you!" Seeing that there are already his own soldiers blazing a trail in the jungle, General Zorn is not worried about the enemy's ambush. His troops stretched for dozens of miles, and there was no need to worry that someone would ambush such a huge army.

The soldiers who had passed their own, galloped on a very wide road that had been opened up, and soon the walls of the city of Maricha appeared in the distance. Then General Zorn saw the scene that made him tremble.

His hairs are upside down, his body is stiff, his teeth are trembling constantly, and his muscles are tight and dare not move.

It was a fear from the heart that made Zorn not even have the courage to scream. After riding on the horse, he finally stabilized his figure so that he did not fall.

"Quick..." With a cry of tears, General Zorn squeezed out a faint voice only a few minutes later with his already changed voice, but it seemed to him that he had exhausted all his strength and shouted: "Hurry up and call General Moss..."

"Help, give me a hand..." Prince Alantra Rumbach, who already felt that he was about to pee his pants, was even more unbearable than General Zorn at this time. He felt that his legs were not at his disposal anymore, and he couldn't even get off his horse and find a place to sit down.

At the end of a wilderness, on the head of the majestic city of Maricha, a row of huge trees stood upright. These huge trees stood like masts, and at their highest point, they all carried a huge, hideous and terrifying dragon head.

Some of the dragon heads of these giant dragons have big mouths in the blood basin, some closed their mouths and rolled their eyes. All the dragon heads are full of blood, and some even run down the giant wood before the blood stains dry up.

On the city wall under these dragon heads, the dried blood sprinkled on the city wall like a waterfall, which seemed to make these cold city walls even more terrifying. This is Maricha whom General Zorn is familiar with. This is simply the cemetery of the dragon and the carnival place of the dragon slayers.

Maricha, who should have ceased to exist, is still standing in the wilderness, like a sleeping behemoth, exuding a savage atmosphere that has never been seen before. Those towering giant trees, like the spikes on the back of this giant beast, represent death.

And those dragons that looked invincible, their heads are now hung on the walls, and blood is drenched on the fortresses. This is a kind of provocation and a kind of contempt. For the first time, the mortal empire responded to the thousand-year-old slavery of the magic empire in a bloodier and more brutal way.

Above the blood, the giant King Ailanhir flag from the largest loom production line of the Serris Weaving Factory was hung dazzlingly on the head of the city. The black king flag was surrounded by blood, which looked so majestic and magnificent. The will of steel is indestructible.

"They...they..." tried to open their mouths and say something, but General Zorn suddenly found that his knowledge and experience couldn't support the scene in front of him. He really wanted to leave a ruthless word, but palely discovered that this war seemed to be completely beyond his control.

Ailan Hill has already had a **** battle with the Holy Demon Empire. As a mortal empire, Arante is struggling in a war of immortals. No matter which side wins, it seems that it has nothing to do with Arante.

It can’t be said that it’s totally irrelevant, because if Ailan Hill rises in the Forbidden Realm, wouldn’t this country be able to sweep the mortal areas where the Magic Empire cannot intervene?

After acquiring more land and more population, will this Ailan Hill grow into another magic empire? A terrible "super empire" that doesn't hate mortals in the magic-free area. If Allan Hill wins, then a serious question will be placed before Arrant: how to face such an empire?

Just when General Zorn was thinking about it, General Moss was already riding his giant horse covered in armor, and came to the place where he could see the head of Maritza. He frowned and looked at the **** dragon heads, his entire face twisted.

He and Ildo had a good personal relationship, and the dragon knight has always been the most common method used by the magic empire to suppress the mortal empire. Now, these dragons that once crushed the mortal empire became corpses, hung on the top of the city like demonstrations, and General Moss couldn't swallow this breath.

He wants revenge, he wants to hate these dragon knights! He wants to completely destroy the city of Malicha, turn it into a ruin, and turn it into a realm of death. Use blood to soothe the anger in his heart! Thinking of this, Moss pulled **** the reins of his horse, suppressing the lingering anger in his heart, and looked at Zorn next to him.

After a few seconds of silence, he squeezed a question from his teeth that made General Zorn desperate: "General Zorn! When can your army begin to attack?"