Roy looked at the wildfire, and his right hand gradually clenched into a fist.

He has thrown all his fighters into the battlefield, and there are only a dozen knights left by his side, but he can still only turn the balance of the war back a little, and cannot really reverse the decline.

Without a strong high-end force, he couldn't really kill the black dragon.

And, with the addition of the Gnoll Clan, the army is once again gradually falling into disadvantage, and if it continues to fight like this, the soldiers will be slaughtered sooner or later.

However, in the face of such a defeat, he was mentally prepared, to be precise, Roy had long known that this ambush was ninety percent likely to fail.

He had carefully analyzed the black dragon's combat methods and ability levels, and knew that in the absence of high-level professionals and heavy armor-piercing ordnance, this black dragon was almost invincible, and it was enough to chisel the army through it just by hitting it horizontally.

However, in the face of such a big risk and a ninety percent chance of failure, Roy still resolutely gave the order for an ambush.

If a miracle happens, and the soldiers succeed in using the pass to ambush and drag the black dragon, it is of course the best, but if they fail, Roy is still sure of other things.

The key to the war lies in the green dragon.

Evil dragons are evil dragons, greedy and lazy, in the face of the Brando's request for assistance, the green dragon Sylvia has repeatedly delayed, prevaricating for various reasons, so that until now this so-called ally has not shown up.

But if it's too late, the black dragon will flee and go to the realm that Roy can't reach, waiting for the regrouping to make a comeback, and he can't let this threat go, so in this case, Roy can only use extraordinary means.

Back then, the northern countries united in their crusade against the Green Capital, and it was the Brando family who did their best to provide Sylvia with intelligence, ordnance, food and other support, you must know that starting a war consumes resources as fast as burning, and it is not at all something that Sylvia, a rootless dragon, can afford.

The reason why the Green Dragon was able to compete with the northern countries for a long time, and even later defeated the northern coalition army, all relied on the support of the Brando family.

The war led to a millennium-long pact between the Green Dragon and Brando, but the most important part of the pact, at the Green Dragon's insistence, was changed to "...... Nossa Silvia Lamborafa, when necessary, is obliged and must provide assistance to the Brando family. ”

The problem is that at this "necessary moment", this vaguely defined term has enough loopholes to exploit that they cannot support the Green Dragon as they please, which means that the Brandos have paid so much to end up on an almost equal footing with the Green Dragon.

It is precisely because of this historical reason that the current situation has been caused, and the green dragon Sylvia has not arrived for a long time, so that Roy has been defeated again and again, and the army has been continuously damaged.

Now that it is pointless to trace these mistakes, in order to kill the black dragon to prevent future troubles, Roy has to break his wrist and let the army start a senseless war.

What is a necessary moment? Is the complete defeat of the Brando's elite army and the cost of loss? this

Faced with this situation, the green dragon will definitely not be able to kick the ball and procrastinate, and if she is still determined to do so, the price she will pay is too much for even a dragon to bear.

"Black dragon, green dragon."

Roy gritted his teeth, everything was expected, but seeing these loyal soldiers buried in batches in the wilderness because of an inconspicuous fuse, the young nobleman's flesh still hurt like a knife.

At this time, the air around him began to flow at an accelerated pace, mana ripples swirled into swirls, and spatial ripples bloomed little by little.

An elemental black dot appeared next to Roy, and then quickly enlarged in just a few seconds, and the space was stretched open by the magical aura, and a void portal appeared.

"Damn, little one, are you so impatient?"

The woman stepped out of the ripple illusion, reached out and patted away the elemental light flying in front of her, and when her feet stepped on the solid ground, the portal behind her also closed instantly, disappearing invisibility.

"Ms. Sylvia."

Roy bowed lukewarmly but politely, performing an aristocratic etiquette with a sense of distance.

The woman in front of her had a tall figure that was difficult for ordinary people to reach, and her outfit was completely the dress of the noble ladies of the northern countries, that is, she was wearing a black one-piece dress embroidered with rose-red flowers, revealing a pair of slender and white feet, the wide elbow-length cuffs were split to reveal two arms, the silver thread keyhole was set off with pearl buttons, and the waist was tied with a belt of the same color as the dress.

The woman's long wavy hair showed a bewitching posture, with a faint scent of roses, and although she had never worn any jewelry, her noble temperament was no less than that of any prince of the northern kingdoms.

It is worth mentioning that her pupils are dark green and have an oval and vertical shape, which is very different from humans.

"It's spectacular."

Looking at the battlefield in the distance, Nosa Sylvia stroked her long shawl hair with one hand and said with a slight sigh.

"Now in the midst of life and death, Roy Brando, in the name of the Brando family, asks for your help." Roy said, his head down, unable to see the specific look on his face.

"Well, let me see what makes you anxious."

Sylvia effortlessly cast a "levitation technique" and didn't mind pulling Roy and taking him with him to the edge of the battlefield.

Immediately after, Sylvia raised an eyebrow.

She saw her kind, a black dragon, but so strong that it was almost as strong as a young red dragon, and its bulging fangs, hammer-like tail, black crystal-like scales, and violent body shocked Sylvia for a moment.

"It's a dragon beast that doesn't know magic."

Roy introduced, in fact, this is just a guess, he has no idea whether the black dragon will magic, but in order to allow Sylvia to make a move as soon as possible, he can only tell the green dragon in an affirmative sentence.

"Wait."

Sylvia shook her head, not paying attention to the eagerness and urging between Roy's words, she looked at the black dragon rampaging through the field, and always felt familiar.

These four horns that did not fit the appearance of any five-colored dragon, she seemed to have seen them somewhere.

This is...... Nesartoria's cub?

Was it one of the young dragons who shivered in a corner when she invaded Nesartoria's lair?

How did it grow so fast?

A series of questions appeared in Sylvia's mind.

"Wind bomb."

Sylvia groaned softly, the green dragon had grown to her level, and her mana was like an arm's command, so that a low-level spell no longer needed to build a spell model, just a light recitation could be instantaneous.

As soon as the spell was struck, Sylvia took two steps back, then stared at the black dragon to see how the other person reacted.

The successive victories in the past two years have made this green dragon swell a lot, and before, when she saw such a big black dragon, she would never be so blatantly tempted, no matter how it was, she had to secretly observe and evaluate it, and then consider whether to make a move.