The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted

Kyrenia City is the second largest city in Manopura after the capital. There are many gold-level powerful nobles living in the city, as well as the support of the Royal Archer Corps. It can be said that it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Because magic is strictly prohibited in the Eastern Continent, the siege method of the army of the Kingdom of Casilda seems traditional and retro.

A large number of troops escorted the siege vehicles to attack the city gate. Behind them were the fire support of catapults and archers. The city walls were covered with climbing ladders. Soldiers tried to climb up the city walls and interfered with the archers on the city walls.

Pushed by the enemy army, the siege vehicle slammed into the city gate, the tall and heavy city gate shook violently, and the soldiers behind the city gate, together with the nobles who would never surrender, blocked the city gate side by side.

King Casilda looked at the battle situation in front of him with a resolute burden on his back. He had already slaughtered all the troops that had left the city from Manopura. Now there are only some remaining archers and nobles in the city to resist.

As long as Harlan succeeds in slaying the legendary sharpshooter of Manopura, even if only by holding back their support, Casilda's army will be able to take Kyrenia.

The next offensive will be very smooth. Many of the nobles who were canonized by Manopura along the way have quietly handed him their names, and his army can reach the capital directly.

The mighty power of Ascension to Legend gave King Casilda unlimited confidence, which grew with unending ambition.

"His Majesty."

Harlan's figure staggered and suddenly appeared beside King Casilda, with two golden arrows stuck in his body.

After being attacked by Ansair, he was seriously injured and wanted to escape quickly, even more so because he couldn't escape DeWitt's angry attack.

After paying a huge loss of two consecutive arrows, he crushed the space scroll and successfully escaped DeWitt's lock and escape.

"Are you all right, why are you injured so badly?"

King Casilda hurriedly took out a bottle of holy water essence from the storage ring. This is a sacred artifact that can only be purchased by a powerful person who is above the legendary level and recognized by the church.

It has the magical effect of quickly healing the wounds of legendary powerhouses.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I didn't expect Dewitt to be seriously injured and have this kind of ability. He deserves to be an old legend. However, my attack is highly poisonous. Now he has aggravated the injury by urging Dou Qi, and his strength has been greatly damaged in the short term. Your Majesty should Take your time."

Harlan drank the essence of the holy water, reluctantly pulled out the arrow on his body and said.

His breath is still not stable enough, but his face has recovered slightly, not so pale.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to recover and participate in legendary battles for the rest of the war."

"It's okay, Uncle Harlan, you have a good rest, just give me a mere Manopura."

King Casilda believed in himself.

Although he has just entered the legend, he has already achieved the achievement of killing the legendary powerhouse in Colchester.

He believes that he is not weaker than any legendary powerhouse in the world today, not to mention that DeWitt of Manopla is seriously injured, and he is not a threat.

"Your Majesty, you should be more cautious. This time I played against DeWitt, and I feel that his strength seems to be much stronger than the rumors."

Harlan recalled that he had already folded the space before, but he was still hit by an arrow that appeared secretly, and his defense was easily broken like a piece of paper. He couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

"I'll pay attention."

The king nodded indifferently. He frowned and looked at the soldiers who were attacking the city in front of him. Obviously there were only some remnants of defeated soldiers, but they were unable to capture the city for a long time.

Before he killed a large number of Manopura soldiers, it also consumed a lot of vindictive energy, so that he did not participate in the siege just now.

At this time, his physical strength had recovered slightly, and the news brought by Harlan made him want to speed up the speed of breaking the city.

The king dodged, and he appeared on top of the siege vehicle.

"Your Majesty the King!"

The sergeants beside the siege vehicle immediately stopped and attacked respectfully.

"A bunch of trash, and I want to do it myself!"

After the king scolded, he turned around, and the dark golden vindictive energy burst out from his body and converged on his right fist.

Ah!

The king punched the steel city gate made of black iron.

boom!

A dense number of spider silk cracks appeared on the city gate where ordinary gold-level powerhouses could not punch a hole with a single punch.

The huge wind and waves were accompanied by strong noises, and the low-level soldiers at the front were immediately deafened to the point where blood seeped out of their ears, fell to the ground and twitched, losing their hearing forever.

And the defending side behind the door is equally difficult. They only felt that the impact on the iron door in front stopped, and then an unimaginable force came. The strength of thousands of people was no match for the full strength of the legendary powerhouse. One punch.

They were knocked to the ground.

After all, the city gate is the hardest place in a city. It didn't collapse after being hit by a legendary powerhouse. Instead, the city wall near the city gate was shattered and cracked.

"rush!"

shouted someone in Casilda's army.

They put down the siege vehicle, pushed open the city gate, and headed towards the city.

The soldiers at the forefront who had no time to stand up died directly under the trampling, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

The city gate was broken, and they all rushed into the city desperately.

They have tasted the sweetness in the previous massacres, first come first served, everything they grab is theirs.

The beauty of the treasure is close at hand, and no one is not moved.

King Casilda stood on the siege vehicle, panting slightly, looking at the broken city gate with a cruel smile.

The large army of the Kingdom of Casilda has not yet been fully assembled on this trip. The fact that a small army can achieve such a great victory is all due to the great efforts of King Casilda.

Although low-level soldiers have no power to fight back in legendary battles, they can at least consume energy and delay time when there are too many people.

Unfortunately, before King Casilda was happy for too long, a golden arrow came straight to his face.

King Casilda's pupils shrank, and he quickly aroused his vindictiveness to hold the arrow body.

The arrow was heavy and sudden, just when King Casilda was exhausted.

The king threw the arrow on the ground, his eyes widened, but the little grudge left in his body told him that it was not a good time to continue the attack.

Although the city gate was opened, he still had to lead the army to evacuate first.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

The army at the front was also attacked by the strong, and all the gold-level strong men in the Manopura support force were called up by Dewitt to take the lead in supporting the front line.

Ans El also slashed among the crowd with an iron sword inlaid with the "Strong" rune.

Although he killed many, many beasts in the underground world, but at that time he was in the form of a giant dragon and looked down like a group of ants.

And this time he was surrounded by enemy troops, he couldn't even see who was the enemy and who was his teammate, he just didn't care about anything, as long as anyone stepped within three meters, he would kill them all.

Ansi Er's iron sword is not sharp, but in his hand it is like a peerless soldier. No one can support him for a moment.

Whether it was the armored swordsman, or the gold and silver fighting spirit that protected the body, it was no different from paper paste under Ansi Er's knife, and it was easily split in half.

And other people's attacks, even if the gold-level attack fell on Ansi Er, would not make any waves.

A good iron sword, slashing down the curling blade in the infinite swing of Ansel.

His sword slashed a large piece of flesh and blood on everyone's body, and the enemy let out a wailing roar, but he could not exchange for a moment's kindness from Ansel.

Ans El felt like he was playing Fruit Ninja in his previous life, just chop off the big watermelon in front of him.

After a while, corpses were piled up around him, and the smell of blood drowned him, making him a little uncomfortable.

By the time they jumped out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, the enemy had already fled, and the other gold-level powerhouses who had come with Ansi Er all looked at him in shock.

When Ansier killed the enemy, he was terrified, and the gold-level adventurers around him were also terrified, fearing that an accidental attack by Ansair would kill him.

They seriously suspect that Ans El's gold level is a bit fake.

Although the gold-level fighting spirit is very powerful, it can traverse the battlefield, but it will not be as endlessly profligate as Ansi Er, and even the gold-level powerhouses in the enemy are not his enemies.

As the leader of the gold-level adventure group, the lion naturally accompanied Dewitt to the gate of the city to fight the enemy.

He wanted to take advantage of the melee to find an opportunity to kill Ansi Er secretly, but the iron axe in his hand was broken by the iron sword in An Si Er's hand just as he approached Ansi Er.

Looking at the giant axe with only an iron handle left in his hand, and at Ans El who was standing on the corpse indifferently, the lion decided to tell the people in the regiment not to cause trouble as soon as he returned, whoever deserved death deserved it.

Ansi Er inserted the iron sword in his hand on the mountain of corpses. The iron sword was badly worn, the magic runes on it had disappeared, and it was full of blood and minced flesh.

Ansier took out a bucket of water from the storage ring to wash away the blood on his body. Human blood doesn't smell good.

He walked out of the **** sea of ​​corpses as if nothing had happened. This was just a common killing game for giant dragons. There were not a few battlefields that were a hundred times more dangerous than this horror in the memory of inheritance.

"Good."

Dewitt walked up to Ansair with a gorgeous longbow in his hand.

His injured arm was bandaged and had been treated with holy water, but the injury on it could not be recovered in a short time, and the arrow shot at King Casilda just now was his limit.

"Have you recorded your military exploits for me? I have to exchange money."

Ans Air didn't care about a legendary compliment, and asked about the topic he cared about the most.

"Uh", DeWitt was a little stunned. With such strength, he only thinks about gold coins. Are all the adventurers now afraid?

If it weren't for Ans'air's outburst of aura that a giant dragon couldn't use, he would have doubted whether the Ans'air in front of him was created by a giant dragon.

Such brute force, it is simply a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

"Rest assured, the contributions you have made to Manopura will never be forgotten by Manopura, and the king will not treat everyone who fights for Manopura badly."

DeWitt promised.

Ansel nodded in satisfaction.

He gave up the comfortable carriage and made a special trip to accompany DeWitt to the front line, didn't he just plan on the golden mountains?

Everyone in the world laughed at the golden mountains, but these golden mountains could relieve the dragon's sorrows.

Sandro was also cruelly abandoned on the carriage by him. After all, the Lions Adventure Group had a holiday with Ans El, Ans El didn't want the three of Ervik to be implicated and hurt when he was away.

Thinking of the male lion adventure group, Ansi Er couldn't help but glance at the male lion.

Did I act a little too aggressive just now? If I scare him and make him dare not do it, he will lose a lot of money.

Ansier thought so in his heart.

However, the male lion was worried by Ansair. It was not a good thing for the regiment to offend such a ruthless man. He was considering whether to break the bank and avoid disaster.

Although the front-line troops of the Casilda Kingdom were temporarily defeated, the Manopura Kingdom was still at a disadvantage.

The villages near Kyrenia were completely occupied by Casilda, and the people in them were left alive and dead.

The nobles and soldiers in the city of Kyrenia suffered heavy losses as well. The only thing that was well preserved was the elite royal bow and arrow regiment.

Each archer is equipped with two silver knight guards to attract firepower to the archers.

And Casilda's large force is about to go to the front line and arrive at the battlefield in an all-round way, and King Casilda will soon return to its heyday.

At that time, when the army is overwhelmed, it will have to face a legendary powerhouse, but the only legendary powerhouse in Manopura is still seriously injured.

Dewitt was anxious and could only pray that the king could seek the help of a legendary powerhouse as soon as possible to relieve the crisis in Manopura.

Although Ansi Er showed the combat power that almost crushed the gold-level powerhouse, but in his opinion, it was far from comparable to the legendary-level powerhouse.

The difference between gold and legendary level is a world of difference, and having a domain and not having a domain is not a concept at all.

The surviving soldiers either gathered their bodies, rescued the wounded, or rebuilt fortifications.

The city of Kyrenia was silent. Long before they learned of the arrival of the Casilda army, the residents here, especially the caravan, ran away if they could.

The dozen or so gold-level adventurers and soldiers around him~www.readwn.com~ Ansi Er were not interested.

Others want to make friends with Ansel, and it is absolutely safer to have a strong person on the battlefield to take care of him, but they are a little afraid of Ansel's power.

For a while, Ansair felt a sense of boredom and loneliness.

He didn't know when, he had become accustomed to Sandro chatting around him trying to please him.

Suddenly there was no one to accompany him, and Ansel felt a little lonely.

Of course, he felt that maybe it was just a little emptiness in his heart after he had killed too many people.

Ansier knew that every person he killed had a family behind him, so he not only killed many people, but destroyed countless families.

But he didn't feel much guilt. After all, the blame should go to the person who started the war. How could he blame him for a good dragon who fought to resist the aggression?

Even the church has sternly demanded that no church member be involved in the invasion of other countries.