Chapter 529: Western Expedition (31) Timid

It was very tragic, the Scandinavians fought against the dragons and the dragons very fiercely, and after the first two victories, the Scandinavians had no other achievements that were too conspicuous, at least not a single dragon died at their hands, and the dragons had only a few unfortunate ones.

The red dragon on the ground continued to wreak havoc, after dozens of minutes, the red dragon had begun to get used to the wingless body, coordinated the balance of the body, ran and walked on the ground with all fours, the speed was very fast, and the two-legged Scandinavians couldn't catch up with him for a while.

The fire-breathing hound, the red dragon is now in such a form, completely deprived of the dragon's majesty and glory.

However, the destruction caused by the red dragon, which had abandoned its majesty and glory, was a headache for the Scandinavians, and the flames spewed out by the red dragon burned with magical energy on the ruins of the stone buildings, and the snow on the ground also became the fuel for the burning.

The choking smoke filled the streets, with an unbearable smell of sulfur, just a few puffs can make people weak limbs, foaming at the mouth into a state of shock, this kind of smell can only appear in volcanoes, for ordinary humans is a deadly toxin.

Although he lost his wings and was chased by the Scandinavians and fled, the red dragon did not move aimlessly around the city, on the one hand he was using his dragon breath to set fire to the city's buildings and ballistas and slings that could hurt him, and on the other hand, he was also avoiding the Scandinavian powerhouses behind him, not touching the things that would anger the Scandinavians' nerves.

In addition to Siegmund and the spellcaster leader, there are still some Scandinavian powerhouses in the city, although they are not as good as the first two in terms of combat power, but it is still possible to deal with a red dragon that has lost the ability to fly.

Red dragons play a game of hide and seek with the Scandinavians on the ground, and the battle in the sky is one-sided, with dragons and wyverns coming back to their senses and becoming accustomed to the battlefield environment.

After mastering the balance of the body, getting familiar with the heaviness of the body, and getting used to the slow flight speed, it becomes very easy to predict and dodge the attacks that come from below.

After all, the Scandinavians only have a few tricks to come and go, and when the three-plate axe is used to by dragons and flying dragons, they know how to dodge, and they know what to pay attention to, and the situation is out of the hands of the Scandinavians.

The bed crossbow is very slow to reload, and the speed of rotation is equally slow, and if you don't wait for the dragon to fly to the trajectory of the shot, the bed crossbow will be very difficult, and the slightest mistake will make the end goal of the crossbow arrow very different.

Not to mention javelins and throwing axes, if you want to hit the dragon and wyvern flying at high speed, you can only rely on luck to achieve a certain effect, and even if you hit it, the probability of achieving a result is very low.

The dragons that can fly, even the dragons and wyverns whose speed has slowed down, can still fly, occupying an insurmountable advantage, attacking from the top down, those dragons breath on the narrow walls of the city can not dodge at all, and there is no place for them to hide and resist.

The strong men of the army were attracted away, and as firefighters, they chased the red dragon that was running around the city, completely abandoning the dragon's arrogance and sprinkling joy like a husky, causing great trouble for the city of Upplan.

The fires raged everywhere and set everything on fire, engulfing not only the buildings in ruins and the snow on the ground, but also the materials that had been hidden for the protracted war.

Flammable materials turned their heads to fuel the flames, and in such a violent blizzard, the Scandinavians could not come up with any practical way to extinguish them and stop them from spreading.

The sand ignited and turned into a part of the magma, and the snow and ice on the ground did not turn into clear water, but directly turned into water vapor and melted into the air.

If you can't extinguish the flames, then solve the source of the flames, so if you look down at Upland from above, you can see a very strange picture.

A gray dragon was running fast on all fours, spitting dragon breath into the surrounding buildings as it ran, not pursuing anything like hit rate or lethality at all, just wanting to use dragon breath to ignite the surrounding things.

Behind the dragon, three men with diamond muscles and magic weapons chased after them, cursing the dragon in words as they chased and cursed in words.

Of course, with these simple guys, there are no curse words in their brains, and there are a few cowards, stupids, garbage and the like, which look very childish and swear words.

The three legendary warriors chased the red dragon that was setting fire everywhere, which was something that had to be done, but because of this had to do, it led to a one-sided beating in the confrontation with the dragon and the flying dragon on the frontal battlefield.

Cursing in their mouths and cursing in their mouths, but the three legends are still very particular about chasing the red dragon, they try their best to prevent the red dragon from advancing to the caster and some places where important materials are stored, and drive the red dragon to a sparsely populated place or a place with many obstacles as much as possible, which can slow down the red dragon's advance.

Siegmund didn't have time to pay attention to the red husky dragon that looked like it was rolling in the mud, he looked at the situation in the sky and desperately wanted to join the fight, to contain this increasingly bad situation.

Beowulf had been in such a situation that during the first expedition to Attilassi, he fought the dragon in the sky with the power of bouncing, and after that battle, the dragon of the north did not even dare to call Beowulf by his name.

In the battle of the second invasion of Atila, Alice did the same thing, single-handedly holding back the flying force composed of dragons, dragons, and thunderbirds, and intervened in other battles with ease, and finally almost single-handedly changed the situation of the entire war.

Siegmund was eager to accomplish what Beowulf and Alice had done, or if any true Scandinavian would have wanted to do it.

Most importantly, Siegmund felt that his strength had reached the standard of being able to accomplish this great feat, relying on the strength he had cultivated during that time, and using the power contained in the long sword in his hand, he felt that it was enough to deal with these dragons and flying dragons.

However, he couldn't do that, unlike Alice and Beowulf, the two of them were on the battlefield, and there was a commander who could command the army behind them, but here if Siegmund joined the battle, all the troops here would be like flies that have lost their brains, headless.

This is the reason why there are not enough cards that can be played in the hand, if the current people led by Siegmund are not only these, but also the Red Branch Knights of the Ulsters, and the Jutland Legion with Alice to support, the headache will be Attila's side.

Siegmund was in a dilemma, to make a move or not to make a move, he was in a dilemma, he didn't know how to choose, if he shot at this time, there was no way to deal with those dragons in a very short time, but it was very likely to lead out those two knights to join the war.

But if you don't shoot, the worst result of not shooting is like that, the same language has been elaborated many times, and Siegmund didn't bother to think about it.

rumble

The sound of a violent explosion sounded in such a chaotic battlefield, overpowering the other fighting and screaming, and at the same time making the wreaking dragons and dragons pay attention in the direction where the sound came from.

A white dragon covered in the marks of flames fell from the sky, bright red blood flowing from the wound, and a long trail of marks came out of his back.

It seems to be damage from the caster's attack, at least in the impression that only the caster can inflict damage on a dragon that has reached the legendary level with fire.

The white dragon did not die, that's for sure, but it is also an indisputable fact that he was injured that could affect the battle, and some berserkers on the ground were eyeing him with weapons, even at such a critical juncture, in the midst of a brutal battle, the honor of killing a dragon was difficult for them to refuse.

This was the second attrition after the previous catapult and ballista, and even the weakest white dragon among the dragons made the dragons and wyverns in the sky vigilant.

They stopped spitting dragon breath and reverted to the high-altitude whirling posture they had just hauled, carefully observing the ground and observing what kind of attack had caused them to lose one of their dragon companions.

Although the comprehensive strength of the white dragon is the bottom of all the dragons, the attacks that can shoot down the white dragon, the attacks that can deal damage to the white dragon, can also be effective against other dragons, well, at least they can cause damage to the dragons here.

It certainly won't be the crossbow bolts that will do this, because now that the dragons know about their existence, they have focused some of their attention on them.

It wouldn't be the ballistas and catapults, the stone projectiles fired very slowly, and the movements were obvious, and it was very easy to dodge, for which the dragons didn't even bother to attack.

Anyway, the two knights did not give a strong order for them to attack, and they could not afford to attack with any effort, and they could not pose a threat to them, and were attacking the catapults and ballistae of their old enemies.

In order to weaken the giants' numbers and strength, the dragons deliberately did not attack the warriors who operated the ballistas and catapults on the city walls, so that they could continue to attack the giants, driving the giants to move non-stop.

The movement of the giant requires the energy in the body, enough food for the average person to live for a week, and when the giant is engaged in strenuous exercise, it needs to be consumed in one meal.

It's been a long time since they've been on the move, and from the outside, the frozen sweaty giants can't hold it up for long.

When their physical strength is exhausted, if they don't want to be attacked by catapults and ballistas, they can leave the battlefield and return to the barracks to rest, and food is the only option.

If they could, the dragons would certainly like them to force themselves to continue fighting on the battlefield and weaken each other by the hands of the Scandinavians, but it doesn't matter if they choose to retreat wisely.

At this time, the dragons' minds were similar to those of the previous giants, and when the dragons achieved certain results, the giants were forced to retreat because of the consumption of physical strength.

Returning to the battlefield, the dragons hovering high in the sky still did not find the person who attacked the white dragon just now, and did not find the reason for the fall of the white dragon.

Well, when the fallen white dragon fell to the ground, it was not as lucky as the previous red dragon, and the Scandinavians learned the experience and lessons of the red dragon and arranged for some elite berserkers to guard them.

When another dragon is shot down from the sky, they will take them out as quickly as they can, before they cause more trouble.

The white dragon was simply dismembered in front of the dragons, and the Scandinavian berserkers had a very bad taste of the godless head of the white dragon on a wooden stick, and demonstrated to the dragons in the sky.

This emboldened act infuriated the dragons, so they issued an order to the nearby wyverns, forcing them to attack the megalomanians below.

Anger is anger, but the dragons have not completely lost their minds, if they don't care about lowering their altitude and slowing down, then they are likely to follow in the footsteps of the dismembered white dragon below, and they care more about their lives than tearing apart their enemies.

Of course, the Wyverns knew what the dragons' order meant, which was to let them test the other party's cannon fodder, hoping to find out what had just happened to the white dragon.

However, the Wyverns had no choice, the dragons were superior to them, and they had absolute suppression over them in terms of blood, making it difficult for them to disobey each other's orders.

The wyverns who were close to the ground were only baptized by two waves of Scandinavian throwing axes and javelins, but the attack did not appear again.

Do you fly down and attack, or do you continue to maintain a high-speed maneuver and wait and see for a while?

The dragons were in such silence that they were caught in a dilemma by an attack that had only appeared once.

The Wyverns, who had returned from the low altitude to the high altitude, were similarly silent, and this time they were lucky not to have any attrition, but the unlucky ones were hit with two javelins and three throwing axes.

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You look at me, I look at you, and the dragons fall silent...... This silence also shows their attitude, and it is best to continue to do so at a time when they do not know the specific situation of the enemy.

After all, they have survived many brutal wars, and they have not survived the dragons who want to continue to survive.

Cowardly dragons.