Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

The roar of the dragon came from the direction of the border fortress.

Kashun finally knew where his uneasiness came from, and he only felt a numbness in his scalp.

"Why does the dragon appear here? What does it want to do?"

No one gave him an answer, and the knights around him turned pale. It was the first time that Kashun saw panic on the young man's face. He had never changed his expression when facing the Sumerian cavalry.

Yes, that's a dragon!

The giant dragon that dares to attack the human fortress has to wait until adulthood!

Who can stop these fire-breathing behemoths?

The real power of the dragon lies in its terrifying power, almost invulnerable scales, and incredible dragon-spoken magic. This legendary creature poses the greatest threat to soldiers. Ordinary soldiers can only use moths to fight against the dragon's attack. to describe.

Kashun opened the door to the room. The cold wind blew so hard that he almost didn't open his eyes, and the panicked noises of the soldiers reached his ears.

"Don't mess up! The dragon is not here!" Kashun roared loudly, but his voice quickly disappeared into the howling wind and snow.

At this moment, the soldiers collecting food were in a mess. The roar of the dragon scared everyone. Some people looked at the sky and ran around like headless flies, and disappeared in the wind and snow after a while; some people crowded in front of the patrol hut. , for fear that if you enter a second too late, you will be sprayed into flying ash by the dragon's breath that suddenly appears.

Kashun looked around, and the chaos in front of him made his eyes split open. He poured fighting energy into his voice, and the roar finally spread farther. Some soldiers noticed the angry general and hurriedly gathered towards him carrying food.

"Knight, take these soldiers and evacuate towards the fortress. We can only go back to the fortress, otherwise everyone will freeze to death in the snowstorm!" Kashun turned his head and shouted at the knight.

"But sir, the fortress was attacked by a giant dragon. Shouldn't we just hit the dragon's face when we go back now?"

The knight questioned. It was obvious that he was very resistant to facing the dragon.

"You have fighting spirit, you can live, but the soldiers can't. Even staying in the blizzard for an hour is enough to kill them!" Kashun held the collar of the guard knight with both hands, and his bloodshot eyes stared, reminding people of Angry bull, he spat: "Don't be a coward! Follow my orders! Leave the dragon matter to me! You will be responsible for bringing the soldiers back with the other knights!"

Kashun let go of the knight's collar. He could tell from the knight's eyes that he knew the knight would obey his order and get on his horse. The good horse from the north immediately let out an exciting neigh.

"Good boy, we are going to challenge the dragon!" Kashun touched the thick mane of the war horse, and he waved his riding whip, making a "snap" sound.

"I hope you can be so brave when facing the dragon!"

The war horse didn't understand what Kashun meant, but it could sense the eagerness of its master, so it raised its four hooves and rushed into the snow curtain as fast as possible.

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When the dragon roared, Sir Angus was patrolling the city wall with a group of knights.

He didn't react for a few seconds after the thunder, until a black shadow passed over his face.

The entire fortress fell silent, and all ten thousand voices fell silent. There was only the sound of the fire burning, and the sound of war flags blowing in the blizzard.

Everyone looked up to the sky.

The icy wind whistled across Sir Angus' face, and he could clearly hear his heartbeat beating faster and faster.

He heard the slap of leather!

The two knights crouched and quickly rushed into the tower, and the horses in the fortress's horse pen neighed uneasily.

There were sounds around again, and a soldier pointed at the sky and shouted. It was far away, and Sir Angus couldn't hear what the soldier was saying. He could only hear the roar of the wind.

Suddenly a spark fell from the sky, and the blood-red dragon's breath flame engulfed the soldier instantly.

The tower exploded into pieces with a roar, and a brick flew thirty feet and rolled down to Sir Angus' feet, still carrying steaming heat.

The giant dragon hovered above everyone's heads. There were two heads in total, one big and one small, but the smallest one had a wingspan of forty meters. When everyone looked up, they could only see a blurry black shadow. It was difficult for them to distinguish the type of dragon.

They only saw the dragon flapping its wings as it passed the tallest tower, but like a thunderbolt, fireballs rolled down from the sky, and another tower exploded into ruins.

"Gods!" Sir Angus's expression suddenly changed.

He howled, a complicated expression flashing across his old face.

Fear, anger and a hint of hidden greed.

"Protect the fortress!"

He took two steps forward, grabbed the horn from the hand of the messenger, and blew it with all his strength.

The melodious horn sound sounded, and the two giant dragons landed on the city wall in a majestic manner.

There was a black dragon and a brass dragon. The soldiers saw their appearances clearly.

The most eye-catching thing is the black dragon, with black scales that seem to absorb all light, red-gold dragon eyes, dark golden dragon horns like a crown, and the thorn horns on the back are blood red, shining like molten flames. In the bright light, he looked majestic and ferocious, the dragon's head raised upwards, and the moment the dragon's claws came into contact with the city wall, the city wall collapsed instantly like tofu under the blade of a knife.

There were already soldiers on the tower, shooting bows and arrows, but their trembling hands were really hard to achieve accuracy.

The arrow originally aimed at the dragon's eyes ended up only hitting the dragon's chest.

Iron arrows cannot penetrate the thick dragon scales.

They made only a negligible sound before falling towards the ground.

A spearman rushed out of the ruined tower.

He was probably blinded by the benefits, of course, it could also be that his brother had just died from the dragon's rampage, or he was just crazy and wanted to be remembered in history. In short, he held the spear and charged towards the dragon with a roar.

The wind and snow roared past his face, and the snow on the city wall made his steps stagger slightly.

The surrounding soldiers and knights widened their eyes.

Su Nian turned his head and stared at this "hero" who was marching forward bravely. The flames rolled like ocean waves behind his blade-like white teeth.

The spearman jumped onto the dragon's front paw, which was his maximum jumping height.

He thrust his iron spear into the dragon's chest.

There is a huge lava core there.

This was the first time that the spearman encountered the dragon, but he boldly speculated that this was the heart of the dragon. As long as he penetrated it, maybe everything would be over.

At this moment, he felt as fast as lightning!

"Your courage is commendable!" Su Nian gave the spearman the best praise.

Then his tail jerked forward.

There was a loud "dang" sound, and the iron spear was bent into an iron ring.

The dragon slayer flew away as if he was hit by a steel chariot.

A tragic gray arc drew across the sky.

Traces of blood followed the biting cold wind and a series of blood flowers bloomed on the snow on the city wall.