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

The spearman was killed instantly, and the surrounding soldiers and knights only had time to let out a shriek like a marmot.

"Kill it!" Sir Angus ordered to the soldiers on the city wall. "The dragon slayer will be rewarded with a thousand gold lions and be promoted to baron!"

"Sir, we have to use city defense equipment to attack the dragon. The soldiers can only temporarily contain it." The knight beside him looked nervous, and the hand holding the sword hilt was full of veins and trembling uneasily.

"Go to the other city wall. You can't fight the dragon here." Sir Angus greeted and ran towards the other city wall first.

The two teams of knights followed closely behind him, and they moved along the edge of the tower. There was less wind and snow here, the snow was blocked by the eaves, and the ground was only slightly moist, so it would not slip when stepping on it.

The soldiers guarding the city were also running. Some were holding shields and swords and approaching the dragon. Some lost their weapons and dispersed. Not everyone had the idea of ​​​​fighting for the golden lion and the title. Many people just wanted to serve during their service. After that, I went home completely.

Seeing the sword and shield soldiers approaching, Rolls-Royce sprayed linear flames towards these soldiers. The fire instantly engulfed the soldiers in the front row. The soldiers in the back row got time to react and immediately dispersed. His tail swept across suddenly, and he approached behind him. One of the knights was torn in half as if struck by a guillotine, and a soldier tried to shoot the dragon's eyes with a crossbow, but was beaten to pieces by the Rolls Royce.

"Boom!"

The sound of collapse came from the surrounding city walls again.

The soldiers saw in despair that the huge black dragon plowed from the east side of the city wall to the west side of the city wall like a bulldozer.

Half of the city wall gradually collapsed starting from the city gate, and the city wall towers fell one by one like overturned building blocks.

Dust and blizzards mixed together to form airtight dark clouds. Fire burned on the ruins and rolled up black smoke. The figure of the giant dragon had become blurred, but the bright firelight could be vaguely seen and the ferocious roar could be heard. It was the giant dragon. The dragon is breathing dragon breath.

I don't know how many soldiers were buried in the ruins. They might have been burned to ashes by the dragon's breath before they even had a chance to climb out.

"Ah! Damn dragon!" Sir Angus roared angrily: "Eat your grandpa!"

He pulled the trigger, and the cannonball flew out of the barrel with a "pop" sound. The cannons made by these dwarves were amazingly powerful, and the high-speed rotating cannonballs carried Sir Angus's last hope.

The Imperial Frontier Fortress is finished.

One of the four walls collapsed, and even if the dragons evacuated, they would still have to face the elusive Sumerians.

But Sir Angus has no time to think about this now.

He just wanted to use the city defense artillery in his hand to beat these two giant dragons into sieves!

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion sounded.

Sir Angus knew he had hit the mark.

He didn't know whether these city defense artillery could hurt the dragon, but it was already the strongest defensive weapon in the entire border fortress.

The surrounding knights followed Sir Angus and continuously activated the artillery. One after another, the cannonballs flew into the thick smoke, causing an exciting explosion.

Regardless of the outcome, at least the terrifying explosion was enough to show how powerful the shells were.

The huge figure raging in the thick smoke paused for a moment. Sir Angus saw the black dragon turn its head, smoke lingering between its teeth, and molten flames dripping from the corners of its mouth to the ground, turning into wisps of blue smoke.

From those blazing red-gold dragon eyes, he seemed to see his own reflection.

He holds the city's cannon.

Small as a speck of dust.

The black dragon roared fiercely, and the roar echoed over the entire fortress. The furnace-like hot wind broke through the blizzard's defenses and rushed towards him. Sir Angus saw the dragon's mouth wide open, and the flames behind the sharp teeth gradually expanded and expanded like an open abyss. Door.

"I'm watching hell," he muttered.

When the flames hit, Sir Angus subconsciously raised his arm to cover it.

He raised the long sword with the scabbard, only to find that the cowhide scabbard had been ignited, and then his arm burned. The tongue of fire licked across his face, pouring in from the slightly opened mouth, and followed by With a few dull crackling sounds, his eyeballs exploded.

My whole body is burning.

"It hurts," Sir Angus thought, and then wailed miserably.

…

"That Jin Xun knight is pissed off." Su Nian turned to Rolls-Royce and said.

He looked around and saw that almost all of the city walls to the north of the Ireland Empire's border fortress had turned into blackened ruins.

The dragon's breath flames were still burning on the ruins, and the fierce blizzard was unable to do anything about it. They couldn't even reduce the intensity of the fire.

"Boss, what are we going to do now? Continue to destroy the fortress?" Rolls-Royce glanced across the ruins. There was a large city wall in the distance. Through the thick smoke, he could see many soldiers and knights looking at each other with expressions on their faces. Staring here in horror.

At this moment, Rolls-Royce suddenly felt more happiness than finding someone to chat with.

"No!" Su Nian shook his head and stopped Rolls-Royce who was about to make a move. "

He had already heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the wind and snow. It was another knight with a golden medal.

"It's almost time. We can leave and fly towards the Royal City of the Ireland Empire!"

Su Nian did not intend to kill all the soldiers in the fortress. Attacking a fortress and destroying a fortress were completely different things.

If only a few soldiers died and a city wall collapsed, the human generals of the fortress would most likely cover it up.

Although his whereabouts were exposed this time, all the soldiers who faced him were dead or injured. Since then, his figure has been hidden in the blizzard and thick smoke. Many soldiers guarding the fortress did not even know what he and Rolls-Royce looked like. Didn't see clearly.

The two giant dragons soared into the sky and disappeared into the blizzard under the cover of thick smoke, but some soldiers on the tower still saw their figures flying towards the capital of Airland.

The soldier tremblingly took out a parchment scroll from his arms, dipped some cold blood from the body of Paoze with trembling hands, and then recorded the dragon's whereabouts.

…

Kashun dismounted.

All you can see is devastation.

The city wall was destroyed, there was a big hole in the city gate, the tower fell into the sea of ​​fire, and there were charred corpses everywhere.

The air was filled with the choking smell of soot.

A gust of north wind brought icy snow, and the snowflakes were stained black by soot. The bitter burnt taste in his mouth made him almost nauseous.

"Where's Sir Angus?"

Kashun took a deep breath and roared loudly.

"Where is Sir Angus? Let him come to me."

No one answered.

After a while, the sound of knight's boots stepping on the ground came from the city gate.

A group of disgraced knights walked out of the broken city gate.

Almost all of them were injured, and the originally bright silver armor was covered with dust. The melted snow mixed with the dust eventually turned into mottled gray water stains on the bright silver armor.

"My lord, Sir Angus is dead."

A knight said in a low voice.

Even though his face was hidden by the visor, the sad emotion could still be read in those eyes.

"How did you die?" Kashun's eyes widened.

"He was sprayed by the dragon's breath." The knight explained dejectedly:

"His armor completely melted in the high temperature and bonded with the bones. If it weren't for his family crest, we would hardly be able to identify him."