The dragon's wings cover the sky, and the dependents conquer the earth.

It is true that Caesar had never found an ambusher hiding in the jungle, and he must know that a creature of human size could not be much bigger than a mouse in his eyes when he looked down on the earth from a great distance.

In addition, in the state of high-speed flight, most of the scenery is swept by, Caesar's sensitivity to stationary objects is quite low, and in order to avoid detection, the other party also specially covered up a cloak of blades of grass that is conducive to concealment.

Due to many factors, even if Caesar's vision is more delicate than that of ordinary dragons, it is difficult to spot them.

What really made the black dragon aware was the combat ability verification device in the pupil of his right eye, which kept jumping as he swiped through the area and scanned underneath, and at least dozens of sets of values were refreshed on the virtual panel.

Scan analysis results: carbon-based life.

Comprehensive combat capability verification: 40~50.

The numerical results fluctuate up and down, but the values of the target are mostly between this level, without exception.

Caesar couldn't think of any other race in the wilderness other than Roy's soldiers who could fit this number, and besides, after several unsuccessful attempts to search for them, he could almost conclude that the human army was waiting in ambush here.

However, the black dragon, who sensed that something was wrong, did not immediately attack in a rage, but pretended not to know and flew into the far sky as if no one was around, wandering around, waiting for the orcs to arrive on the battlefield.

Once the orcs were in place, informing them of the potential danger ahead of the crow tribe and informing them to wait for the signal to attack, Caesar flapped his wings again and flew into the sky, and the orcs continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

All the way to the point where they were about to enter the human ambush.

At the moment before the human attack, the black dragon took the first step, planted and swooped over the human head, arrogant and a little unscrupulous, opened his mouth wide, and washed his life with flames.

The guards who originally wanted to ambush Roy were now caught off guard by the black dragon, and when the dragon flames danced, it was difficult for mortals to make the most correct judgment, even if these soldiers were the elite of the elite, they would inevitably fall into a brief panic.

And in this short moment, more than a hundred people died, and the guards who were ambushed here lost one-fifth in an instant!

Fortunately, their commander was not bad, and seeing that the army was close to rout, Catus leaped out of the burning thorns, and the green tendons on his forehead writhed, and he immediately sounded the horn of war.

"Woo-"

The melodious sound of the horn spread throughout the battlefield, its voice was neither high-pitched nor loud, far less shocking than the dragon's roar, like the low whimper of a veteran, but it was not suppressed by the dragon's roar, echoing and fluttering in the jungle, and the sound was heard far away.

It has a strange magic that can soothe wounds, calm the mind, calm the soldiers in the midst of the flames, save the defeat of the army, and let people regain their fighting spirit, lean on each other to form an array, ready to start fighting back.

It's a magical curiosity.

Caesar's eyes twinkle as he stared at the horn held in Catus' hand.

When the soldiers reunited and found their place, most of the effect of the black dragon's breath was lost, and Roy was not inactive during this time, after knowing that his opponent was a real dragon, the young nobleman transferred a large number of weapons from Kaki to deal with the high-level monsters.

These include these enchanted shields, which block the breath of dragons to some extent.

The wounded were dragged to the rear to avoid secondary damage, and the vacancies were filled by soldiers who were not afraid to die, and the fierce resistance of the army frightened the black dragon, and his orc tribe began to suffer casualties.

Such a battle was not what Caesar wanted, so he changed his strategy, stopped breathing, and landed on the ground, blocking the orcs of the Stone Crow Tribe.

Immediately after, the black dragon launched a charge.

To tell the truth, Caesar currently lacks the means of long-range warfare, and has nothing but breath, and the rational use of his minions and tail can cause more damage.

"Crossbow!"

Caesar heard the roar of the army commander and the "boom" of the crossbow, but the black dragon ignored it, and with its head down, its horns pointing outward, it rushed towards the human formation like a triceratops.

No matter how clever a commander is, Roy makes a major mistake when he seems to have fallen into the trap of thinking that the replenished army has the strength to engage the black dragon head-on.

However, this guy probably didn't expect that Caesar was never afraid of these elite soldiers, what the black dragon was really afraid of was the spellcaster and those armor-piercing heavy crossbows.

Sadly, these threats are now gone.

The arrows rained down and were overwhelming, and I have to say that the army's professional crossbowmen were quite accurate, and more than half of the crossbow arrows hit the black dragon's body directly.

At this time, the benefits of Caesar's insistence on "eating soil" came to the fore, although this guy was only a ten-year-old young dragon, his scales were as tough as that of an adult dragon, and even after two genetic enhancements, he still surpassed them.

The wounds left over from the last battle have long healed and the body has recovered as before, but the traces left by the war on the black dragon can still be seen, and in order to withstand the high-intensity blows, this guy's newly grown scales are larger and denser, and the shape and color are different from before, like shining black crystals, which are obviously stronger than the scales in other places.

The swarming arrows failed to do substantial damage to the black dragon, and they used the most tricky trajectory to rub the black scales into fiery sparks, making a hoarse sound, stuck in the black dragon's craggy armor, but it was no more, even if they tried their best, they could not tear through the black dragon's defenses.

Accompanied by high-pressure air currents and howling winds, the black dragon's body, which would be terrified no matter how many times it looked at it, had firmly occupied the field of vision of humans.

"Bang Long!"

It is conservatively estimated that the speed of the black dragon reached at least 160 kilometers per hour in the second before it collided with the human defense array.

One can imagine how tragic the consequences were.

The unprecedented impact caused unprecedented damage, nearly half of the army's forwards, these iron cans with large shields and full armor, were directly lifted away, and the most exaggerated ones even rose to the sky on the spot, were knocked into the air to a height of more than ten meters, and then fell heavily and died on the spot.

This was a difficult way to do before, when Caesar was afraid of spellcasters and heavy crossbows, and could not make such a long-distance straight charge, but now that the threat is gone, he can use his power unscrupulously and give it a go.

The effect of the force is mutual, and the terrible impact force is finally fed back to the black dragon, this guy's body is offset at the first time of collision, and no matter how strong the muscles are, they can't pull such a terrible force, and the black dragon with insufficient grip rolls out on its side, rolling several times in the raging woodland, and then shaking his head and standing up again.

Although his posture was awkward, the guy only had some muscle strain, and was not really injured, and while the army was on his back and unstable, he once again showed his fangs and threw himself straight into the crowd.

Roy paid a huge price for his misprediction of the direction of the war.

Smoke billowed and the black dragon loomed in the firelight like a shadow in the flames, roaring, the light and shadow on the scales flowing like ripples as it ran, like a rampaging heavy chariot, the four horns above its head were enough to tear the soldier's armor to shreds.

The army ushered in a second wave of heavy casualties.

Luckily, Lady Luck smiled at them, and just as the army was about to be defeated and dispersed, human reinforcements finally arrived, and a large group of adventurers and mercenaries climbed the gentle slope from the river valley to join the battlefield among the rivers.