"Brother, why didn't you let me rush to the battlefield with the Wyvern Clan and the Chimera?"

The silver dragon Irelia lay on her treasure pile in distress, wondering if it was because of her dealings with too many chaotic and evil creatures, and now she also contracted an urge called "belligerence".

Now Irelia just wants to go to the battlefield and slash so that the giants will know how powerful the real dragon is!

"Irelia, the Wyvern and the Chimera are the amazing soldiers I use to deal with the griffin, not a toy you use to vent, revealing your hole cards too early will only make the enemy vigilant, and only by temporarily showing weakness can you lure all the enemies out, what I want is not the victory of this war, but how to completely annihilate the enemy and keep the entire Kazarin firmly in my hands."

Within a kilometer of the Red Dragonlord's camp, there were mage eyes dangling in the air, allowing Ize to observe the entire battlefield.

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In the wilderness, groups of ferocious animals galloped towards the Red Dragon Leader like thousands of horses, and smoke and dust rolled up behind them.

Slaved by giants, this group of inferiorly inferior, primitive instincts, launched an attack on the Wolf Tooth tribe as cannon fodder. The defeat of the two-headed ogre taught the Kazarin master enough to realize that the enemy's trap was not a decoration, and that cannon fodder had to be used to wade through the minefield if necessary. And ferocious animals are undoubtedly the best choice.

The ground shook, and Warwick stood on top of the high wall and saw the ferocious fauna, located a kilometer away, that had entered the trap set by the goblins.

A row of beast-repellent thorns suddenly rose from under the dust, and the ferocious animals never imagined that there would be an attack from the earth in front of them, and they slammed into it with the momentum of thunder!

The sharpened wooden cone effortlessly pierced through the bodies of the ferocious animals, scarlet blood splattered, accompanied by a painful wail, and the indomitable ferocious animals were stopped for the first time in the face of the traps developed by the goblins.

On average, each Beast Repellent Spike had the carcasses of at least two ferocious animals hanging from them, and the device was stained red with blood.

However, the beast repellent spur is a dead thing after all, and the ferocious animals that reacted behind jumped through the reflex, but fell directly into the second ambush circle of the underground creatures-

A pit full of thorns!

That's right, the trap that overshadowed the ogre last time came in handy again.

The ferocious animals had just landed on their front feet, and their own weight, coupled with the power that erupted when they ran wildly, only used the ground in simple camouflage to collapse violently, and these beasts that only had only biological instincts jumped down one by one as if they were dumplings.

It wasn't until the bottom of the pit was filled with the corpses of ferocious animals that the monsters behind them could jump out of the corpses of their kind and continue to attack their targets, while more ferocious animals were trapped inside, they could not climb the walls, they could only let out helpless wails.

With the killing of ferocious animals, more and more war traps are triggered, and the number of ferocious animals that can successfully break out of the trap area is less than 2% of the original.

Warwick excitedly patted the head of the goblin leader, these guys' brains are really not covered, the traps arranged are interlocking, and the ferocious animals almost broke through all the way, strangling hundreds of ferocious animals in a short time, which is much faster than the frontal fight.

The goblin leader was a little flattered and smiled: "Lord Wolffang, this is nothing, the real big killer is still behind, if you see it in a while, you will definitely feel that terrifying power." This is still the host who gave us a general idea. ”

"The master's wisdom is indeed far beyond your imagination."

Warwick nodded in agreement, as the number one licking dog under the command of the Red Dragon, in his opinion, no matter what His Majesty did to do something surprising, it was a matter of course.

The number of ferocious animals that arrived under the high walls was less than a hundred, and this level of charge could be wiped out with arrows without even the main force of the Wolf Tooth Clan going out of the city to fight.

Suddenly there were several loud eagle cries in the air, and Warwick looked up, and a dark cloud flew from the direction of Kazarin—

This is a sky force composed of horned eagles and griffons, with air superiority unmatched by other clans, and is a trump card in the hands of the master of Kazarin.

Countless griffons and horned eagles swooped down, tasked with clearing the walls and watchtowers of the archers, making it impossible for the enemy to deliver effective ranged strikes and putting heavy air pressure on the enemy.

The sharp claws of the griffon and the horned eagle were like hooks hanging in mid-air, and they swept over the heads of the Red Dragon Clan, and swept a gnolloll warrior at random, tearing between the claws, only to hear a clatter, and the intestines and spine were pulled out of the lower back, and the bloody half of their bodies flew into the sky, and more griffons grabbed each other and split their corpses, and the corpses were mixed with fragments of internal organs and stinking blood.

However, before the griffons could slaughter indiscriminately. In the western sky, there were countless loud dragon moans.

A silver dragon suddenly tore through the clouds and plunged into the griffin, she opened her mouth to breathe a flame, and a cone-shaped pillar of fire more than ten meters long swept through the dark clouds formed by the griffin, like a white cloth soaked in black ink was splashed with a white pulp, and countless griffons and horned eagles burned into a ball of fire and fell from the sky.

The griffin leader was dumbfounded, where did this silver dragon come from? Why haven't you heard of it in the past six months?

Before it could figure out the origin of the silver dragon, it saw behind it, followed by a hundred fierce flying dragons and more than fifty bloodthirsty Chimeras, a group of creatures with an average length of seven meters away, and slammed into the dark clouds with an extremely exaggerated attitude.

Wyverns and Chimeras have always been natural enemies of griffons and horned eagles, not to mention that these are a group of monsters that have been hungry for four or five days, and their eyes are green with hunger.

The sheer crushing of power and speed gave the Wyvern and the Chimera an almost overwhelming advantage, and the claws easily tore through the griffon's body, and the griffin was bitten off by a large mouth full of teeth before it was completely dead, and it was only a few random chews before the throat rolled and swallowed into the stomach.

The smell of flesh and blood spurred acid into the wyvern and the Chimera's stomachs, and they roared and hissed, chasing a griffin or horned eagle that they thought was a good meal.

The griffon's miserable cry resounded in the air, and since the Wyvern and the Chimera joined the battlefield, the griffons and horned eagles, which were originally hunters, now seemed to have suddenly reversed their hunting roles - they became the prey to be chased!

The battle was one-sided from the start, not counting the bipedal wyvern's venomous tail spikes and the Chimera's breath-breathing dragon head. Either way, it can inflict almost devastating trauma on the griffin population.

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ps: I didn't get home until 11 o'clock, and the second shift.

It is estimated that there is a change around 3 o'clock, and the three watches that are said to be good, and I will sleep after writing.

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