The huge black dragon flickered by, and the cavalry behind it rushed like a stream.

Caesar kept the altitude and distance of his flight, and looked back from time to time with great vigilance, and it was even more dangerous for him to lure his pursuers than to engage his army before.

Unlike dragons, who relied on magic flight, Caesar was able to soar through the skies, relying purely on the lifting force generated by the flapping of his wings, so his wingspan was extremely wide, now reaching a whopping sixteen meters.

With such a dragon, the goal is as big as you can imagine.

In the case of using his wings to take off, a damage to his wings means that he is unable to fly, so he must be very valuable to his flesh wings, and the javelins and crossbow arrows of the cavalry in the rear are no joke.

The reason why Caesar preferred to land and fold his wings and melee with the army at the first time of the raid than pass over their heads and use his breath to kill the enemy, is precisely because of this reason.

However, despite Caesar's thoughtfulness, he still tasted the bitterness of war with humans.

He had a preconceived idea that he could break up the army with the first round of assault and then attack wantonly, and it was natural that humans would be overwhelmed and scurrying like rats when faced with dragon attacks.

In reality, however, only a rabble of low-level adventurers would make such a mistake, and in such a situation, the panicked formation, the truly well-trained regular army, the first thing that comes to mind is to meet the enemy and counterattack.

Even if the time of the black dragon's surprise attack was well stuck—it was the most sleepy time of the day for humans, Roy's army still reacted immediately, as many as a thousand troops instantly completed the defensive array, and the shield guard crossbow mages were all in place to block the black dragon's charge, and after the first salvo failed, the spells roared, the bed crossbows were ready to fire, and the firepower was in full swing.

This terrible execution and quality was unpredictable for Caesar, and it was impossible for the medieval army of the previous life to do so, and I am afraid that only the later modern mechanical troops could match it.

If it weren't for the fact that the black dragon's body was strong enough and his mental quality was quite firm, in the face of such a counterattack, I am afraid that he would be directly stunned and his brain would fall into a blank state.

"It's still too subjective."

The black dragon's nostrils exhaled a puff of white air, and he was reflecting, for Eladia, he can only be regarded as an ignorant child, and there are still many things to learn.

The humans here are not a species compared to the earth, they are not weak at all, but very strong.

A simple truth: in such a cruel world where monsters are rampant, it is impossible to develop to the level of building a state unless it is strong enough.

You must know that there are countless large and small forces in Eladia, and there are thousands of intelligent beings, but now only there are countries left among the human race, and the rest are either defeated by them or annihilated in the long river of time.

Now that half of the world's land is under the control of humans, in fact, they are the race that has the most voice in Eladia. There are not a few dragons that die at the hands of humans every year, not to mention dragons, some of the unparalleled legendary mages in humans are simply crazy, and they have even done such things as killing gods.

However, being as tough as the Eladians is not without its weaknesses.

Caesar frankly admitted that he was no match for this army, that he could not be defeated, that there was nothing to be ashamed of, and that it was difficult for him to destroy such a regular army head-on.

But the strength of this army lies in their combat effectiveness after they are formed and scaled, if these people are lined up one by one to fight against the black dragon, I am afraid that 10,000 people will not be enough for him to shoot.

As long as the army can be dispersed and divided into parts, it can be fought.

Caesar became more and more sure of his plan.

It's just that the commander of the other side is also very smart, and seems to be able to guess his plan - Caesar had tried to speed up and pull the pursuers, but the knights behind him would rather distance themselves and still unswervingly stand side by side with their companions, and always maintain the array during the pursuit.

Come to think of it, they are probably ready to be ambushed.

"If you change your mind and attack the cavalry when you make a contract with the orcs, will it work?"

Caesar was thinking in his heart, thinking about the strategy, the battlefield was changing rapidly, and when the established plan was difficult to implement, he had to make adjustments and reformulate the plan.

There were thirty knights and an archmage in this group of cavalry, and if they were not dispersed, it would be difficult to be crushed even in the face of attacks from themselves and the orcs at the same time.

Even if they win, the orcs will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

Besides, let's not say whether Caesar could accept this result, but only that his opponent was so clever that Roy would never sit idly by and watch the cavalry troops be slaughtered when he guessed that the cavalry troops might be ambushed.

That guy is likely to lead people to follow behind the cavalry, although the speed is a beat slower than the cavalry troops, but it is just enough to complete the counter-encirclement of the orcs who ambush the cavalry, and the next result is self-evident.

If you make a rash move, you will likely lose yourself.

Caesar didn't dare to bet, he wasn't Roy, unlike the other party with so many cards in his hand, he only had a small stone crow clan, and he must not put the bet on the opponent.

Pinning your hopes on the stupidity of your opponent is tantamount to digging your own grave.

"Still."

The black dragon squinted and muttered, "Your men can follow behind and ambush, but those heavy weapons can't run so fast." ”

Caesar struck the idea on the bed crossbows that he remembered so much.

"Luna, I need your help."

In the whistling air, the black dragon whispered to the little guy around his neck, "You now go to the orcs to the established ambush location, let them abandon the ambush, take Sifu, and detour to the battlefield I encountered with the army before." ”

"If the hordes of humans are still waiting, bring them to me and ambush these miscellaneous knights."

Caesar twisted his body and obliquely avoided the javelins flying behind him, and the long flight practice played a crucial role in this moment: "If Roy divides his forces again and is short of manpower, let Sifu lead the orcs to attack that army, and kill anyone who can, but those ten armor-piercing bed crossbows must all be destroyed." ”

"Hmm."

In the thorns that Caesar couldn't see, Luna nodded heavily, and then a worried look appeared on her face: "But here is a human archmage, very powerful, you ......"

"Don't worry about me, you have to be fast, you must be fast."

The black dragon gritted his sharp teeth and solemnly advised: "If the other party divides its troops, it will definitely take into account the subsequent dangers, so the orcs must compete with them for time." ”

"After you're gone, I'll turn back once and attack the cavalry troops, dragging these people here."

The strange dragon glanced back at the rushing pursuers, and Topaz's pupils flashed: "For the rest, I hope Sifu won't let me down." ”