"Dragon Hunter Mercenary Regiment, you are surrounded."

A playful laugh sounded in the small basement, and the dragon hunter mercenary group saw the appearance of "Bart", and their bodies instantly tensed.

This is clearly not Bart, but a dark elf!

It doesn't matter where the real Bart is, this dark elf can appear here, and after listening to the deployment of the dragon hunting mercenary group, the most nerve-wracking thing is that many important information has been passed on by "Bart" before.

This means that the plans of the dragon hunting mercenary group may have been exposed a long time ago.

The people present were all high-level professionals, and there was not a single fool, and they quickly put on a fighting posture to deal with all possible dangers.

The mercenary leader reflexively took out a collective teleportation scroll that had been prepared a long time ago from the dimensional ring, and he tore it open, but he didn't see the familiar teleportation light spreading.

Looking at the confusion in the mercenary leader's eyes, "Bart" couldn't help but chuckle.

"Have you forgotten that I also provided the place to meet. Gathering you all together is just trying to catch you all, how can you escape so easily? ”

The drow elf sat down and drank a sip of pure fruit wine unhurriedly, not at all worried that the dragon hunting mercenary group would be able to escape, he came prepared.

The wizard chanted a few obscure incantations, and then quickly lit up a series of spell lines under his feet.

"Dimensional anchor?!"

The wizard's face was extremely embarrassed, the force field formed by the dimensional anchor could hinder any exaggerated dimensional travel, that is, the mercenary leader wasted a high-level teleportation scroll of thousands of gold coins in vain.

"Commander, this guy is right, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave this time." A wry smile came from the wizard's head, hidden in the hood.

"Then kill it!"

The dragon hunting mercenary group is very decisive, and their cooperation has already become very tacit after years of fighting.

"So I'm telling you bad news, so far, none of the rats that have broken into Riverrun have managed to slip away."

As soon as the words fell, in the dark corner, on the roof beams, several sticky clouds of darkness silently approached the members of the Dragon Hunter Mercenary Group, and then handed out cold daggers.

The sneak attack was unsuccessful, it can only be said that it is worthy of an elite mercenary group, and the daggers are all pierced with a layer of spell barriers, and they miss a single blow, and they quickly escape, and the counterattack of the dragon hunting mercenary group all fails.

These Black Shadow Law belong to the "Dark Scales" of the Red Dragon Legion, and for the time being, they are all composed of drow elves, responsible for everything in the night, including but not limited to reconnaissance, assassination, etc.

In addition, there is also the "Red Scale", which is composed of the elite of each clan outside the Red Dragon Legion, and is the guard of the Dragon King.

However, at this moment, a series of overwhelming pressures came from the dilapidated inn, and the doors and walls trembled, and after a few seconds, they collapsed!

The dragon hunter mercenary group was buried in ruins, and of course, this level of attack could not do much damage to an elite dragon hunting squad.

After a few seconds, a knight with a heavy shield burst out of the rubble, followed by the rest of the team.

Then, there was no more, and all fourteen mercenaries froze in place.

It was as if the words of the Drow elves were confirmed, and they were surrounded.

Countless gnolls, orcs, and ogres surrounded this ruin, and the sky was hovering with flying dragons, chimeras and other high-ranking clans.

The bloodthirsty scarlet eyes all looked at them in a daze, surrounded by the invincible Red Dragon Legion, and the undetermined adventurers were afraid that they would collapse in an instant.

Tearing down the dilapidated shop was a minotaur holding a huge pillar, this guy was more than ten meters tall alone, his hooves were blood-red, his hair was deep and black, and his whole body exuded an extremely violent aura.

Kane Bloodhoof, the chief of seven thousand minotaurs, is worth as much as 500,000 gold coins on the black market of human society, almost as much as the value of the materials required for a legendary spell.

Standing in front of the dragon hunting mercenary group, even the legendary ranger felt a strong pressure, and if he couldn't close the distance, his archery skills would have no room to be used.

"Do it! Breakthrough! ”

"Slaughter these monsters!"

The regimental commander let out a low shout, he knew that there might be a chance to fight hard.

Knights and warriors rush to the front of the group, they are the main T of the team, bear the vast majority of frontal attacks, and must not fall.

The Priest is firmly protected in the middle of the team, giving the team various buffs and health.

Several spellcasters joined forces to cast spells, and magic flashes appeared one after another, and all kinds of precious magic scrolls were thrown out with no money at this time.

Bursting flames and lightning chains blast through the Red Dragon Legion's camp in an attempt to force their way through.

A series of miraculous arrows were released from under the commander's bow, and the arrows wrapped in flames suddenly burst in the air, forming a rain of arrows that dealt a wide range of blows to the Red Dragon Legion.

The Legendary Ranger is indeed very strong, and his pet companion is a high-level brown bear who is entangled with a minotaur.

Kane Bloodhoof naturally won't let them escape, this guy has long been transformed into a dragon vein by Ize with his own blood, and his strength has almost doubled.

Every step he took was trampled by war, and a miniature earthquake was generated on the ground around him, and with a kick, the knight hurriedly raised his shield to block, but was easily kicked away, and the difference between the two in terms of strength was simply immeasurable.

Several fireballs exploded on Bloodhoof's head, and the force of the explosion only burned his mane black, causing no serious damage, but it succeeded in angering the murderous minotaur.

He looked back at the spellcaster fiercely, and the huge pillar around him slammed down again with a roaring sound of breaking through the air!

The ground trembled, and one spellcaster didn't have time to avoid it, so he hurriedly propped up the spell barrier to block it.

However, it didn't work.

The multi-ton stone pillar shattered the protective barrier in an extremely domineering manner, and smashed into a puddle of flesh and mud along with the caster.

"Powell!"

The mercenary leader let out a scream and curled his bow and arrow, aiming at Kane Bloodhoof's head.

He was accumulating power, this arrow was originally intended for the Dragon King, but now, he wanted to avenge Powell.

A tentacle covered with fine scale armor suddenly reached out at this moment, and the tentacle wrapped around the mercenary leader's body, and the power displayed at this moment almost crushed the leader's body.

He let out a scream, his arm swaying to avoid his target, and the arrow contained an incomparably sharp tearing air that shot into the endless darkness of the night.

Looking at this mutant gnoll, the remaining members of the mercenary group swallowed their saliva again, their faces like ashes—

The Dragon King's henchman, the Grand Commander of the Red Dragon Legion, Warwick Wolffang!

"Hehe, Lao Niu, fortunately Lao Tzu came in time, otherwise, I'm afraid you will have to explain here."

Warwick carried the mercenary leader and smashed it to the ground over and over again, so cruel that he didn't look like a person.

"Fuck you! Isn't it just an arrow, Lao Tzu can't stop it? ”

Bloody Hoof landed with a slap, seriously injuring another fighter.

Things have developed so far, and this war is basically over.

All the movements of the Dragon Hunter Mercenary Group were firmly grasped from the beginning, and there was almost no possibility of a reversal.

The "Dark Scales" have mastered the initiative in intelligence, and the Red Dragon Clan has gradually become accustomed to hunting operations like this.

Not every adventurer squad will alarm powerful clan leaders such as Warwick and Bloodhoof, and only when encountering a strong man with legendary strength like the Dragon Hunter Mercenary Regiment, will the high-level combat power of the Red Dragon Clan be dispatched.

This continued until five years later, when the Dragon King awoke from his slumber......