White Dragon Lord

night.

Silver rises at the beginning of the month.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, as if putting a layer of gauze on the world.

On the 30-meter-high city wall of the Blade's Edge Fortress, hundreds of soldiers armed with spears stood in the gap of the battlements, looking at the more than 200-meter-long passage in front of the city wall.

The soil on the passage is an abnormal black and red color, there is no weed, and it exudes a faint fishy smell. This is the world-famous orc slaughterhouse of Madiran - the Orc's Throat!

The city wall of the Blade's Edge Fortress is built in the middle of a long and narrow passage between two cliffs. On both sides are majestic and steep mountains. The mountains are a natural barrier that separates the orc savannah from the human territory, making it impossible for large troops to pass.

The first emperor of the Luonan Empire who defeated the Orc Empire and drove all the Orcs to the prairie, the Great Blade, once said in a public speech: As long as you hold the Blade Fortress, it is like strangling the Orcs by the throat, hence the name of the passage.

Sure enough, as Emperor Blade's Edge said, the resources of the orcs prairie could not support the large population and super-living orcs, and the orcs who retreated to the prairie had to rush to the Blade's Edge Fortress.

This passage, which was 200 meters long and 80 meters wide, turned into an insurmountable moat, and the imperial defenders, who commanded high, defended the fortress at a negligible price.

Hundreds of thousands of orc corpses covered the passage, and the defenders of the Blade's Edge Fortress took three days and three nights to clean up the corpses.

After this battle, the land of the Throat of the Orcs was infected with blood and turned black and red to this day.

The decision of the Emperor of the Orc Empire failed, causing the Orc Empire to disintegrate and become a primitive chieftain system.

In the next few thousand years, once the number of orcs on the orc prairie exceeded the limit that the grassland could support, they had to attack the Blade's Edge Fortress again, and were once again harvested by the human defenders of the Blade's Edge Fortress.

The Orc's Throat, an inch of land, has been constantly fighting, so it has become barren.

That's it, the orcs, whose population was equal to that of humans at the beginning, now have only one percent of the human population.

Humans are in full control of the initiative.

When they didn't want to start a war, they smuggled more food into the orc prairie, while squeezing the last value of the orc family.

When you want to start a war?

Do not make jokes,

Would a rich man living in a villa think about going to a slum kiln to beat the poor? !

The answer is - yes~.

Because, this rich man wanted the land under the poor man's feet, but another rich man forcibly held him. Coupled with the poor man's strong body, desperate fighting style, and guarded by terrifying vicious dogs, the situation has been stalemate.

This is the current state of the Madiran world.

The orcs have always been guarded by giant dragons. How could humans not be on guard against these big guys who can fly and breathe deadly, so they invented a weapon - the dragon shooter.

This kind of powerful ballista is enough to penetrate the scales of the dragon, but it is huge and inconvenient to move, which is why the Luonan Empire has not entered the prairie for a long time.

On the city wall of the Blade's Edge Fortress, some soldiers stood on the launch pad of ten huge dragon-shooting cannons, always paying attention to the movement in the sky.

A soldier looked at the sky and felt a little sore in his eyes. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. When he was distracted, he heard the singing and dancing from the fortress behind him, and smelled the aroma of barbecue and wine. He couldn't help sniffing and sighing. road.

"Ah~! It's so fragrant! It's really unfortunate. Everyone else is having a welcome party, but we are blowing cold wind on the city wall."

Feeling the strong resentment of his companions, the soldier on the side comforted.

"Don't complain, someone will take over after a while, and we can..."

"Look, what is that?!"

Suddenly, an exclamation interrupted the soldier's words.

Everyone hurriedly looked at the sky in the distance in front of them. Three black shadows were backed by the silver moon, flying from afar, as if they were death gods flying from the moon.

"Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!"

A soldier reacted quickly and sounded the horn of war!

Woohoo~!

First, the panicked cry of the soldiers, and then the sound of the vast horn, echoed over the Blade's Edge Fortress one after another.

The crowd that was celebrating was in chaos, and the soldiers quickly put on their armor, found their own team, and headed to their respective posts under the leadership of the officer.

Although, every few years, there are giant dragons flying to human territory and news of looting villages and towns, but most people have never seen a dragon in their lives.

Most people don't want to see them either, because dragons are synonymous with death and disaster.

Dragon cannon can kill dragons, yes!

But the premise is to hit it. If you want to hit these guys who are moving at high speed in the air, you have to shoot a few more arrows. However, in most cases, before the human soldiers hit the dragon, the city has been turned into a sea of ​​fire.

General Luo Qi, who always pays attention to the movement of the city wall, quickly rushed to the city wall and saw the gradually growing figure in the distance, and his heart was full of excitement.

He is one of the few who want to meet a dragon, because he is a warrior!

Emperor Blade's Edge once said: Warriors who don't want to slay dragons are not qualified warriors!

After seeing this famous saying in a book as a child, the young Loschi kept it firmly in his heart and made it his lifelong goal.

"Soldiers! Don't panic! Go back to your posts! They're nothing to fear, we have dragon shooters! Fifty dragon shooters! As long as they dare to come, we'll shoot them into sieves!"

When the Blade Fortress was designed, the situation of the dragon attack was taken into consideration. Not only the city walls, but also the towers inside the fortress were also equipped with dragon-shooting cannons. The whole sky.

General Loschi was very excited, he felt that his dream was about to come true.

"Quick! Brave Imperial soldiers! Take action!"

The commander's cry played a role, and the well-trained soldiers hurriedly turned the winch. Under the huge pulling force of the winch, the crossbow arms with thick waists were pulled and bent. Another soldier picked up the crossbow arrow on the ground with both hands and loaded it into the launcher. slot, the soldier in charge of aiming adjusted the direction, aiming the arrow of the cold light at the flying shadow.

General Loschi put his hands on the icy city wall, clenching his hands tightly, his bones turned white, but the icy city wall could not relieve his fiery heart in the slightest.

The wind lifted the young commander's blond hair, but Roski saw only the flying dragon. The surrounding noise was automatically filtered by his ears, and he could only hear his own rapid heartbeat.

Finally, the dragon was less than a kilometer away from the fortress.

After the dragon flew close, Loschi finally realized something was wrong. The length of the dragon's body recorded in the book was mostly about fifteen meters.

And the three giant dragons in front of you...!

I don't know the exact length of Loschi, but it is definitely more than twice as long as fifteen meters!