"The Nayou Clan dug through the walls?" It was the first thought that popped into Nelson's head.

But then he realized that he had misjudged, and that the earth under Fort Michord was indeed churning, but beyond the walls, he saw waves of earth arching along the walls, as if something huge was surging underground.

Before he could take a closer look, Nelson heard a chirp from the sky behind him.

He looked up, and then immediately lowered again, a wyvern almost brushed his hair and flew by, Nelson half-crouched and looked back, a black cloud had risen behind Fort Michod at some point, and a huge wyvern with two wings swept past the fortress and pounced forward.

The Blackwing Empire has arrived.

It felt like the black clouds of the sky and the waves on the surface of the earth, and a fierce battle broke out as soon as they first made contact, and the wyvern roared out its claws and quickly cleaned up the femme fatale servants who were close to Fort Michod, and some of the wyverns with pitch black bodies and flame emblems on their foreheads could even breathe dragon breath like real dragons, and the flames, frost and strong acids were all at once, bringing a huge blow to the femme fatale minions of the advance force.

In front of the fierce wyvern herd, the snake and scorpion and the spider are just poor food, these originally tall and strong creatures are hunted by higher and stronger creatures, struggling to resist and appear so weak, many wyverns use sharp claws to insert the sides of the snake scorpion's body, tearing out the bloody muscles and blood vessels, and then carry them to the sky, in the fight with their companions to torture and devour them.

Watching the black-winged wyvern clean up the enemy at a speed like grinding meat, Nelson suddenly didn't rush to leave, he slowly stood up, held on to the ancient walls of Fort Michaud and looked down, the viper in the distance was about to join the battlefield, and the wyvern at the near end was also ready to attack, the collision between Monet's viper and the black-winged wyvern was undoubtedly absolutely wonderful, Nelson didn't want to miss this feast.

In addition, he also wanted to take this opportunity to learn about the true power of Monet and Black Wing, whether it is Monet or Black Wing, for the countries of the El Sala region, it is a mysterious and majestic mountain.

It's a pity that the Blackwing Empire doesn't seem to be ready to give others a chance to watch the flesh-and-blood fight.

The wyverns didn't pounce, after clearing the femme fatales and neyphants around Fort Michod, they flapped their wings and suspended in the sky and waited quietly, the next moment, Nelson saw the traces of the burgers, an unknown number of diggers peeking out of the ground, and with their concerted efforts, in less than thirty seconds, a wide and flat tunnel from the ground to the surface appeared.

Nelson heard a rumbling thud.

The first thing Nelson saw was a thick, long iron pipe, and the first thing he saw was a wide and thick "iron chain", which was stirred together and rotated, and in the screeching sound of gears and machinery, it propelled something like a steel fortress out of the underground tunnel.

"Tanger."

Nelson muttered that the nation had been invited to attend the Black Wing Empire's Garanord ceremony, and that he had obtained information on the weapon, known as "Tange", from the envoys he had sent.

However, the information is only a few words, and these "Tangers" have not had any chance to show their faces, and have not participated in any wars, except for their appearance at the wedding of the Garanord Empire.

He saw that the tanger was large and small, and on the left rear side of the protrusion at the end of their thick iron pipe, there was a small round flap, and a goblin wearing goggles showed its head, its head tilted down, and it was screaming wow, and he didn't know who he was saying to whom.

The white smoke from the Tangri obscured the sky over Fort Michode, and even the figure of the wyvern became hazy, and a low rumble came and went.

The Blackwing Empire's Goblin Panzer Corps appeared on the Mijod battlefield, the tank group lined up below the city walls, adjusted the aiming position to the southeast, and hundreds of shells slid from the magazine into the launch rails.

They moved, and without waiting for the viper to come within range, they attacked as they went, firing with a strange sound, and after the shocking roar, a dense and sharp metallic trill, which was the long echo of the cannonball in the barrel after it had been discharged.

This unique sound was unforgettable for Nelson, who swore he had never seen such a scene in his life, the light of the cannonball crashed straight into the viper swarm, and then exploded again, all the vipers in a small area were enveloped in the impact of the tornado, and were blasted to pieces and a cloud of blood in the action.

The earth was blazing, the swarming Kuroshio Tide was met by a waterfall of artillery, thousands of corpses rose and fell in the Kuroshio, and the living companions dragged the corpses on, but the second wave of attacks followed, so fast that Nelson was inexplicably frightened, and the fangs and claws became vulnerable to these weapons, and the rounds of bombardment pushed the raging Kuroshio back.

The speed of the viper tide became slower and slower, and they screamed unwillingly, and finally stopped, retreated, turned around, and left. The sun shone through the gaps in the dark clouds, and the heavy tanks stood majestically, as brilliant as steel gods.

……

"It's over." Caesar whispered.

This tactic of large-scale frontal attack may still work against the army with weak magic power, but facing the goblin armored legion is tantamount to looking for death, and the leader of the derivative of the viper also seems to know that it is powerful, and is unwilling to continue to pile a large number of vipers to die in this place, after all, even if they can get close to the opponent, the wyvern is also a huge threat that is difficult to deal with for them who have suffered heavy losses.

Before Monet's appearance, Caesar didn't even go to the front line, he was still in the bronze fortress, along with a few metal dragons left behind, watching the entire battle through the eyes of a mage.

"Fort Daygrana, where our people are stationed, has repelled the invasion, Fort Farazi's wolf-hearted fox wolf has also been defended by the five-colored dragon, Iyo has withdrawn from Fort Michod and replaced by the Blackwing Empire, and Fort Kraggs in Malha has been defended by themselves."

The bronze dragon next to him said respectfully, in the period of joint operations, anyone must have absolute respect for the emperor of the Black Wing Empire, and they can't do without him, "Now, only Chrysburg and Korvorburg are still under attack. ”

"Near Fort Korvor, a large number of Black Orcs are pouring into the battlefield." A dragon in the rear was engrossed in staring at the battlefield.

"Black orcs?" Caesar did not remember that Eladia had such a race.

"It should be a new species created by Monet, their appearance is very similar to the ancient orcs of the Second Age, but the skin is black, we call it the black orcs."

The bronze dragon introduced: "According to inaccurate energy surveys, the combat power of these black orcs is stronger than that of the femme fatale and the Naiyou clan, and slightly weaker than the viper. ”

"Hmm."

Caesar picked up the teacup from the table, and then suddenly froze: "Korver...... Castle Korvor!? ”

He smacked to his feet.

"Yes, Fort Korvor's Castle is under attack by the Black Orcs and is in a bitter battle, and we have contacted the nearest army of the Kingdom of Mulha in Cleggsburg and asked them to go to the ...... immediately."

Before the bronze dragon could finish speaking, he saw the Black King crash open the gate of the fortress like a monster, and his body quickly stretched into a huge form of fifty meters as he ran, and jumped into the sky with a roar, dragging several long crimson flames away.