Night.

The moon rises at the beginning of the silver month.

The cold moonlight, sprinkled on the earth, seems to put a veil on the world.

On the thirty-meter-high wall of the Blade Fortress, more than a hundred soldiers with spears in their hands stood at the gap in the battlements, looking at the passage more than two hundred meters long in front of the city wall.

The dirt on the passage is abnormally black and red, there is not a single weed, and it exudes a faint fishy smell, this is the world-famous orc slaughterhouse in Madilan, the orc throat!

The walls of the Blade Fortress are built in the middle of a narrow passage between two mountain cliffs, flanked by majestic and precipitous mountains, which are natural barriers that separate the orc savannah from human territory, making it impossible for large armies to pass through.

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

Sure enough, as the Emperor of Blades said, the resources of the orc savannah could not support the orcs with a large population and super life, and the orcs who retreated to the prairie had to attack the blade fortress with their lives.

This passage, which was 200 meters long and 80 meters wide, became an impassable moat, and the condescending defenders of the Empire held the fortress at a pittance of a negligible price.

Hundreds of thousands of orc corpses covered the passages, and it took three days and three nights for the defenders of Blade Fortress to clean up the corpses.

After this battle, the land of the Orc's Throat was stained with blood and turned black and red, and it continues to this day.

The failure of the orc emperor's decision-making caused the orc empire to fall apart and turn into a primitive chieftaincy system.

Over the next few thousand years, once the number of orcs on the orc savannah exceeded the limit of what the grassland could support, they had to storm the Blade Fortress again, and once again be harvested by the human defenders of the Blade Fortress.

The Orc's Throat, an inch of land, has become devoid of grass due to constant war.

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

Humanity has completely taken the initiative.

When they don't want to start a war, they smuggle more food to the orc savannah, and at the same time squeeze the last value of the orc clan.

When you want to start a war?

No kidding, would a rich man living in a villa have nothing to think about going to a poor man's kiln to beat a poor man?!

The answer is – yes.

Because, this rich man wants the land under the feet of the poor man, but another rich man forces him, coupled with the poor man's strong body, lifeless fighting style, and the terrible vicious dog guard, the situation has always been deadlocked.

This is the current world pattern of the Madiran world.

The orcs have always been guarded by dragons, how can humans not be wary of these big creatures who can fly and breathe deadly, so they invented a weapon - the dragon cannon.

This powerful ballista is enough to penetrate the dragon's scale armor, but its size is huge and inconvenient to move, which is why the Luonan Empire has not entered the steppe for a long time.

On the walls of Blade Fortress, some soldiers stood on the firing pads of ten huge dragon cannons, keeping an eye out for movement in the sky.

A soldier looked at the sky, felt that his eyes were a little sour, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, and when he was distracted, he heard the sound of singing and dancing from the fortress behind him, smelled the aroma of barbecue and wine, and couldn't help but sniff and sigh.

"Ahh ”

Feeling the strong resentment of his companions, the soldiers on the side were relieved.

"Don't complain, someone will take over later, and we can ....... ”

"Look, what's that?!"

Suddenly, an exclamation interrupted the soldier's words.

Everyone hurriedly looked at the sky in the distance ahead, and three black shadows flew from afar with their backs to the silver moon, as if they were the god of death flying from the moon.

"Dragons, dragons, dragons!"

A soldier reacted quickly and sounded the horn of war!

Woooooo

First the terrified cries of soldiers, then the sound of trumpets, echoed over Blade Fortress.

The crowd that was celebrating was in chaos, and the soldiers hurriedly put on their armor, found their team, and went to their respective posts under the leadership of the commander.

Although every few years there is news that dragons fly to human territory and ransack villages and towns, most people have never seen dragons in their lives.

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

The Dragon Cannon can kill dragons, yes!

But the premise is to hit the shots, and to hit these guys moving at high speed in the air, you have to shoot a few more arrows, but, most of the time, the city is already in flames before the human soldiers can shoot the dragon.

General Roschi, who always paid attention to the movement of the city wall, hurried to the city wall, and saw the figure gradually getting bigger in the distance, and his heart was excited.

He's one of those few people who wants to meet dragons, because he's a warrior!

The Emperor of Blade once said: A warrior who doesn't want to slay a dragon is not a qualified warrior!

Ever since he read this quote in a book as a child, the young Roschi has taken it to heart and made it his life's goal.

"Soldiers, don't panic! Go back to your posts! They have nothing to fear, we have dragon cannons! Fifty dragon cannons! If they dare to come, we will shoot them into a sieve!"

The Blade Fortress was designed with the dragon attack in mind, not only on the city walls, but also on the towers inside the fortress, dragon cannons were also installed, and when a large number of dragon cannons were fired together, the special armor-piercing arrows were enough to cover the entire sky.

General Roschi was so excited that he felt that his dream was about to come true.

"Quick, brave Imperial soldiers!

The commander's shouts played a role, the well-trained soldiers hurriedly turned the winch, under the huge pull of the winch, the cross bow arm with the thickness of the adult waist was bent, and the other soldier picked up the crossbow arrow on the ground with both hands and loaded it into the launch slot, and the soldier in charge of aiming adjusted the direction and aimed the cold and shining arrow at the flying black shadow.

General Roschi put his hands on the cold city wall, his hands clenched hard, and his bones turned white, but the cold city wall could not relieve his fiery heart in the slightest.

The wind ruffled the young commander's blonde hair, but Roschi's eyes were only on the flying dragon, and the noise around him was automatically filtered by his ears, and he could only hear the sound of his own rapid heartbeat.

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

After the dragon flew closer, Roschi finally realized that something was wrong, and most of the dragon's body length recorded in the book was about fifteen meters.

And these three dragons in front of them ......!

The exact length of Loskie is not known, but it is definitely more than twice as long as fifteen meters!

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Chapter 232: Dragon Dragon Dragon