Praise of the Light to the Dark Knight

The half-orc army of the Manshi tribe gathered in the evening, and the scarlet fire clouds in the sky seemed to herald the coming of the big war. In fact, the reason why the hanging fire sentry was called this name was because the fire clouds in this area were particularly famous, but people were easily injured when they were nervous. In the spring and autumn, the former cavalrymen of the Dragon Knights who were forced to convert into infantry were all depressed, thinking that the clouds on the other side of the day were also particularly bloody.

The ground began to tremble, and the half-orcs stepped heavily on the ground, and the tall city walls trembled. The outpost is a military area, so most of the people living in the city are military members. They waited anxiously and silently at home. People on the front line, almost every household bid farewell to their husbands, wives, parents or children. While they were looking forward to victory, they also looked forward to the return of the family members who left when the sun rose tomorrow.

But that would be just a vision. There has never been a major battle with zero deaths in history.

The archers boarded the city wall, and the sword and shield team and the spearmen gathered under the city. The seemingly flat land in the distance hides secrets. The trenches were dug out by the cavalry of the Dragon Knights. The cavalry who left their mounts did not want to be a burden, so these trenches were dug deep and wide, with spikes in them and sharpened wooden sticks .

Black clouds appeared in the sky, they were giant eagle cavalry of half-orcs, but those giant eagles did not dare to get too close for the time being, although those mutated huge falcons were fierce, but there was a real sky overlord stationed in the city—giant Dragon, if you get too close, the coercion of the dragon clan will make those poor big birds fall to the ground.

The Imperial Corps lined up under the city wall, and the army of the Holy Dragon Empire, except for the Dragon Knight Legion, was still an army of ordinary people. With the strength, bravery, loyalty and responsibility that are not inferior to the dragon knights, the dust is flying on the horizon in the distance, and the gloomy fly ash reveals the giant war beasts that take the lead. Hard skin, human form, when the body stands upright, the limbs are as thick as the stone pillars supporting the dome of the temple. The heads of the giant beasts are very small, so there are half-orcs fixed on their necks, and the reins pass through the collarbone of the giant beasts with hooks, with spikes The whip whipped on the back of the giant beast, and they roared ferociously, rushing forward regardless.

The army stands silently under the city. They don't need encouragement before the battle, and their commanders don't need to give an impassioned speech. At this moment, they become one with the spears in their hands. Lance for a motivational speech?Of course not, so these soldiers are like sharp knives, silent, but ready to go, sharp and sharp.

The Dragon Emperor stood on the city wall in dragon knight armor. Behind her came a long dragon roar. This voice was elegant and mysterious. It was many times more elegant than those roaring dragons. This voice could be heard in the ears of the imperial soldiers. It made them rejoice, that was the battle partner of the Dragon Emperor, the whisperer Xuesang of the Silver Dragon Clan.

The shining silver wings of the dragon spread out behind the Dragon Emperor, and the dragon roared towards the sky. The silver dragons, who are good at magic, cast a huge protective magic. The crossbow, burning flint arrows roared with black smoke, and hit the silver dragon's shield, crackling and bursting into flames.

"Longbow ready!" A dragon rider general stood on the city. Following his order, the archers drew a huge longbow that was nearly three meters long. The bow was mounted on an iron frame fixed to the city wall. String, the heavy iron arrow is as thick as a forearm.

The hidden weapon of the mechanism was triggered first, and the orcs who rushed fast made a commotion, but these injuries were not fatal.

In the blink of an eye, war behemoths approached. They roared and tried to jump over the trenches, but their movements were too clumsy. Basically, a jump of [-] centimeters was amazing. The wooden thorns in their waists pierced the soles of their feet, and the pain caused them to howl crazily. The half-orcs on their backs almost fell off, and more half-orcs stepped on these falling giant beasts and crawled across the trench.

"Shoot the arrow!!!"

The archers let go of their hands, and the tense bowstrings flicked away. The city was buzzing, and those heavy arrows flew out whizzingly. They couldn't be considered bows and arrows. If they hit the half-orc, they could directly kill him. In two pieces, even if it is the thick skin of a giant war beast, that arrow can still pierce it.

"Short Bow!!!"

Archers holding normal longbows stepped forward during the interval between longbows and arrows. They called this one-meter-long bow a short bow... During the interval between arrows, each "short archer" shot at least ten arrows, but this kind of Arrows that can be easily killed by shooting people are not so lethal when hitting half-orcs.

People often say that the Creator is fair. For example, elves have a long lifespan and divine talent, so they have difficulty multiplying and develop slowly, while half-orcs maintain a bloodthirsty nature, have wild living habits and culture, but at the same time enjoy stronger than humans. Much more body and vitality.

The eighteen giant dragons began to show their strengths. They didn't rush out, but the innate talent of dragon language magic also made them enough to serve as fortresses. Except for a black dragon of the melee type, the rest of the dragons breathed flames. , Frost and acid, thunder and lightning fell on the battlefield, rows of orcs were attacked, and the battlefield was filled with the sour smell of scorched hair and acid corrosion of skin.

The army below finally got entangled with the half-orcs. The half-orcs had extremely high defensive capabilities. They wore simple and rough armor, but many soldiers' arrows could only leave a very shallow blood mark on the half-orcs' skin. Instead, it aroused the bloodthirsty desire of the orcs.

After the battlefield was chaotic, the Dragon Clan did not dare to throw away their magic unscrupulously. They could not do the precise and effective positioning strikes like the military mages of the Oslant Empire.

Dong dong dong, the half-orc shaman beat the war drum, raised the horn and blew, the out-of-tune sound was quite unpleasant to human ears, and I saw streaks of red light scattered from the shaman and spread to half of the tribe. On the orc warriors, the muscles of those warriors creaked, and the tomahawks rounded and swept across. A row of human soldiers fell down like cutting wheat.

"Totem!" The Dragon Emperor on the city wall keenly noticed that the shamans took out another totem and slammed it on the ground. Her partner tried to attack the shaman with frost, but the protection of spellcasters is not just human warriors. According to common sense, Xuesang's icicle pierced the orc warrior, but the shaman planted the totem under the protection of their meat shield.

The purple light filled the air, and the human warriors felt a panic from the bottom of their hearts. Their willpower collapsed, and they just wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy. They cried so much that their bodies were covered in tears and snot, and they fell under the orc's stone hammer and giant axe.

Yinlong Xuesang let out a roar, and this roar was infused with spiritual power. Many warriors affected by the shaman spell could barely hold their weapons, but the effect was limited. There were too many shamans on the battlefield, and they had inserted too many totems. The effect and power of group spells are enough to compete with dragons.The dragons collectively cast their spells behind the lines, trying to cover their human allies.

"I've never seen a half-orc shaman have such a powerful magic effect!" He said, "Dragon Emperor, the dragon knight army must be dispatched."

"The Dragon Knight Legion is scattered in various fortresses. What if the half-orc tribe turns to attack those places again? The marching ability of this group of half-orcs is faster than the dragon! Moreover, the capital city cannot be air-defended, and the old dragon warriors have Many stayed at the dragon's lair." Dragon Emperor Vera's face was horrifying, "and it's a pity...the Dragon Knight Legion has very little experience in fighting half-orcs. The fertile plains of the Orcs are the ideal spoils for the orcs, and even the best military analysts have not guessed that the barbarian tribes have a sudden whim to attack the holy dragon."

More than 200 dragons are already more than half of the total number of dragons. The rest of the dragons are either too young or not very capable of fighting. Not all dragons in the dragon family can sweep one side on the battlefield. The current holy dragon king comes from Silver Dragon Frost The family is Xuesang's elder brother, who is a scholar among the Dragon Clan. He is very powerful, but he is not good at using it on the battlefield. Instead, he can temporarily preside over the country with absolute wisdom, so the Dragon Emperor dares to rest assured. Boldly leave the palace.

woo woo woo woo--

The desolate and gloomy horn sounded, it was not from the orcs, but from... Shadowmoon's priests!

The ground was churning, and undead figures suddenly appeared on the battlefield. A small number of intact corpses, whether they were imperial soldiers or half-orcs, staggered and got up, and began to pounce on the living half-orcs.

"Ahh! Ghosts! Ghosts!" The half-orcs panicked—the undead magic of resurrection had a great impact on them, and they even thought that evil spirits had occupied the bodies of their companions to commit crimes.

The shaman used spells to force the fear among human fighters, and the half-orc fighters did feel the fear spontaneously. No one can accept that the comrades who sacrificed in the previous second got up and turned their heads and cut their own people in the next second. Necromancers rarely appeared On the battlefield, but their appearance can indeed make one enemy a hundred.

"Call me back! Remove the joints of the corpse!" A roar came from behind, "That's just a trick played by human spellcasters. Remove the joints of the corpses, and they won't be able to move!"

The shaman ping pong pong began to insert new totems——

Hum——The dragons who were busy throwing magic felt their minds went blank, and a lot of magic was thrown on their own heads, but fortunately, they shook their heads to stabilize their minds. She was shocked by the impact they received: "Can it really affect dragons?"

The shamans didn't insert the totems randomly. Standing on a high place, those totems were interlaced to form a pattern, and the magic power flowed in an orderly manner, instead of the usual loose and chaotic half-orcs.

"Are you still going to try?" Helena was floating in the air, and the dead Lieguang was also affected. He was lowering his head to check his body. Hearing Helena's question, he refused to admit defeat.

"What am I afraid of? I have experienced much more terrifying battles than this." Lie Guang said proudly.

The dead dragon's power is more breathless than a living dragon. The sky is dark, and hideous bone wings appear in the sky. The dragon looked bigger and more majestic than before. The spikes on the dragon armor and the magic lines depicting the defensive runes made him more like returning from the abyss just now. Human warriors on the ground who were used to dragons began to tremble in their legs.

The visual impact brought by the bone dragon may be greater than the damage caused by his skills, especially when he stretched his neck and roared loudly, his hollow throat echoed with death. In the next second, he vibrated his wings and flapped the air. His wingtips burn—

Then the bone dragon soared into the sky, and then fell headfirst to the ground, making a loud noise, and its neck was twisted behind its back.

Everyone: "..."

Dragon Emperor: "..."

A dragon showed empathetic pain expression.

The fierce light that hit the ground fell into the pile of orcs, and those big guys who were trembling because of the undead were stunned for a while, then stared at the soul fire in the eyes of the dragon awkwardly for a while, and let out earth-shattering cheers , raised the stone hammer and jingled.

None of the priests dared to look at Helena's expression. They are more worried now, even if Lord Lie Guang is not dismantled by the orcs, will he be humanely destroyed by his contract partner after returning?

Helena suddenly raised the bone staff in her hand, and the fierce light that fell on the ground let out a roar, and her huge body rolled up on the spot, crushing those half-orcs into meatloaf. The totems of the shamans are really powerful. Guang felt that he was pressed to the ground by some mighty force. The wind that used to support his body and help him soar in the air turned into a mountain and pressed him. He was dead, but he felt sore deep in his throat.

The dark priests collectively cast curses. They are excellent spellcasters. Their spells can be quite accurate and only target half-orcs. The principle of magic is well understood. The more the number of subjects, the weaker the spell will be, but right now It was the Shadowmoon Priests who collectively cast the same weakening curse. The effect of superimposed magic made the half-orc who had just been strengthened by the shaman feel tired again, and the human warriors began to fight back with roars.

"You broke the rules! Despicable human mage!"

A lame human lingua franca came from the half-orcs, "This is not where the temple should be!"

Helena in mid-air picked out his ears and sneered again and again. There was a wave of summoning around him, and from the gap, a female figure appeared——

"Legion Commander" Damara.

This female lich was dressed in battle armor, and she carried a large flag on her back. On the black flag was a ostentatious Shadowmoon emblem. With her appearance, the corpses that were originally chaotic on the battlefield began to line up , that lich gained the innate ability when she advanced: legion commander, she can make the corpses around her automatically become her soldiers without any consumption.

Corpse soldiers began to march in formation, driving away the enemies who tried to attack the light.

The dragon Xuesang, who witnessed everything, sighed, "No wonder the temple forbids me to intervene in secular wars, and it's really unfair to fight with necromancers. This lich is really scary."

Vera said: "The master who controls them is obviously even more remarkable."