"Stop attacking! Stop attacking! Although faint, Didric immediately shouted the order to stop the attack, and one by one the dragon knights gave up their dives and circles, and began to move away from the spiked steel hedgehog Seris.

They had done so much in the city, half of the dragon knights had fallen here, and the other half had almost all been wounded. The dragon under Dedrik's crotch was also covered in blood, and he didn't know how many rifle bullets he had eaten.

"Landing at a safe distance! That's a signal from our own people! Didric harnessed his dragon away from Seris City as he motioned to the other dragon knights.

Soon, some dragon knights landed where he had landed, because the dragons, who had lost a lot of their strength in the fierce battle, were gasping, and they had never been so embarrassed, at least not when facing mortals.

"Roar!" One dragon roared at the other dragon beside him, and the other dragon grew its mouth in a defensive bite. They also seem to be holding back their anger, and there is no place to vent.

Steading his mount, Didric rolled over the dragon, looked down at his dull armor, and took off his helmet, revealing an unremarkable face.

He looked at the dragons with blood still flowing from their bellies, then at the very embarrassed dragon knights in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on Ildo, who was still calm. With a straight face, he asked, "You were defeated by these weapons?" ”

"Maricha doesn't have so many weapons, so dense...... Ildo, who also took off his helmet, hugged the armor in the crook of his left arm and answered Didrick's question: "If their initial attacks were so dense, where would I be alive now?" ”

"You really deserve to die!" Didrik coldly interrupted Ildo's words and said in shame: "With our strength, we can't break through this city. Even if we turn around now and bring more dragon knights with us, we will have to pay a heavy price. ”

"There are not many dragon knights on the Eastern Front, and this dragon knight unit in your hand is the largest......" Ildo is an internal member of the army, so he naturally knows the strength of his army.

Although the Dragon Knight is not a valuable and scarce class in the Magic Empire, it is not an inexhaustible class that can be consumed at will. The loss of dozens of dragons in two battles has not been seen in the Magic Empire for many years.

"My opinion is that we can spread out and attack more villages around Seris and destroy their troops stationed in the field......" Ildo offered his opinion, after all, he had done it before, with considerable success.

At that time, he only had three dragons, and now they had twenty or thirty dragons left, and the attack was definitely more efficient and faster—in this way, they could wipe out the mortals near Seris exponentially......

"That's really the way to do it." Previously, Grand Knight Captain Didrik was completely dismissive of this tactic of avoiding the enemy's edge, and he didn't think that the air force composed of nearly a hundred dragons had any enemies to be afraid of.

But now, after seeing the formidable anti-aircraft fire of that filthy city, Didrick also felt that it would be a good choice to avoid the city and attack other places.

However, he did not think that attacking other cities would make it impossible to face such anti-aircraft fire. Like Ildo, he feared that he would encounter such artillery fire in other cities, so he, like Ildo, felt that it was a better option to attack small towns and villages, or directly attack the opponent's field troops.

"However, now we're going to see why there is a magic presence in our Holy Demon Empire in this damn Seris City." Holding his helmet, Deedric looked at the city of Seris in the distance with a cold expression, and said as he looked at the black smoke that kept billowing and drifting.

He pulled out two bottles of magic replenishment from the pouch hanging from the belt around his waist, uncorked it and poured it on top of his armor inscription, and the armor that had been replenished by magic shone again.

Throwing away the empty bottle, Diderick twisted his neck twice, turned back and gave his subordinates the order to stand by: "Wait for me here, rest and replenish!" Maybe we're going to have to change our strategy this time. ”

"You! Follow me! Maybe the signal was from your dragon knights, after all, it's possible that they're still alive, but captured. The Grand Knight pointed at Ildo, turned and walked towards the city in the distance.

The dragon knights who thought it was taking it for granted were also replenishing their consumed magic, and they all thought that it would be foolish to face a city like Seris again.

According to their thoughts, at this time, it is the most important thing to go back and ask for more rescuers, if a hundred dragon knights can't work, then two hundred, and if two hundred can't do it, gather more giant horse cavalry.

In their cognition, there was no mortal empire yet that could go to war with the Holy Demon Empire. As long as the Holy Demon Empire's mage troops and Warcraft cavalry troops enter the mortal empire, they are theoretically invincible.

"Whoa, whoa." With the sound of armor tapping one by one, Didric walked towards the city of Seris. Ildo followed him, holding his helmet and walking on the flat road.

None of the roads of the Magic Empire seem to be so flat, the ground is hard and delicate-looking, not those expensive pavements made of stones, nor those ordinary roads paved with gravel.

Of course, they didn't know about cement, they just thought the road was so easy to walk that they almost forgot that they shouldn't have walked so far - when had they abandoned dragons so far from the city when they had been rampant in the mortal empire before?

If they don't hover over someone else's city on a dragon, it's already a polite act of courtesy. Having to walk several kilometers to get close to a city like today is almost never the case.

Sometimes politeness is cultivated in this way, as long as you are beaten, the memory is always much stronger. Especially after being beaten very, very hard, human memories can really be said to be unforgettable for life.

Suddenly, Diderick stopped, and he saw the corpse of a dragon that had fallen to a bloody pulp, piled up like a mountain on the side of the road, the blood not yet completely dry.

The body of the dragon knight was still in the saddle, his armor was full of holes, and his helmet was still there, so he couldn't see his face clearly. It was just that blood oozed from the gap in the helmet, and it covered the visor, staining the pattern on the armor on the chest.

"......" Deedric pressed his long sword and hugged his helmet, just stopped there and looked at the dragon knight in a daze, recalling the appearance of the other party before his death. He remembered the young man's smile, and the young man's complaints in the Higgs Empire.

"Too little! There is simply not enough to eat. This complaint became the last thing the young man remembered in Dyderick's memory. At that time he was complaining that there were too few mortals for his dragon to enjoy.

Now, the dragon that once tore at the mortal body, and the proud master are here. The killer becomes the victim, and everything seems to be in cause and effect, and Didric feels that his mind is confused, and he doesn't know what has touched him.

He looked away from the massive body and continued to walk forward, step by step. Ildo kept up with him, and was shocked in his heart. He had seen a dragon lying on the ground like this before, and soon after the dragon died in the camp of the Arrant Empire.

When the steel warheads entered the flesh, they deformed and rolled, slicing through the muscles and piercing the internal organs. Even if you take out these iron lumps, which are ten thousand times more fierce than arrows, you will not be able to heal those hideous wounds.

Whether it is a human or a dragon, they are a little helpless in the face of such an attack. Therefore, Ildo was more in awe and more curious about the civilization created by the mortal in front of him.

"Look at who I've seen? The great magician Frentzberg, who had disappeared a while ago......" Deedric stopped in the middle of the road as he walked. He saw a carriage and dozens of Iran Hill soldiers in strange costumes around the carriage.

The soldiers of Ellan Hill were carrying a short, strange iron weapon, and looked at Didric and Ildo with a cautious expression. And standing in the middle of these Irlanhill Guards was Frentzberg and his apprentice Wilhelm.

"What are you kidding, this is the Forbidden Demon Realm, the Mortal Land......" Ildo couldn't believe that an archmage would fall to the side of the Mortal Empire to waste his time.

"Perhaps, that would explain where those damn weapons came from! A magician has rebelled, bringing hope to the Mortal Empire! With his long sword, the killing intent in Dyderic's eyes was already very obvious.

Even just standing by his side, Ildo could feel the magical aura surging through Didrick's body. However, he still opened his mouth and whispered: "Your Excellency, if that old man is really Frentzberg, then we may not be his opponents. ”

"Besides......" he said as he walked forward, "there is no magic on the weapons that attacked us, so we had better not act rashly." ”

Hearing his words, Deedric also weighed his weight: although he was indeed better in combat than the average researcher specializing in magic, he still had to treat a magician with respect.

This is not facing mortals, the other party can also magic, and if you are not careful, you may be killed by the other party, so Dederick still suppressed the anger in his heart and decided to listen to what the other party had to say first.