Born in the dark side, the dragon clan has survived in the black fog for a long time...... So they feel good about themselves and are good at night fighting. Of course, the goblin camp is not too dark now.

Luckily, I jumped on one of the most common and common dragons on the dark side: the Iron Dragon. It is a small dragon, the exact name of which has long been forgotten, but because of its large number, dexterity, and extraordinary speed, it has become the main dragon used by the Dark Wyvern Legion. Its body, claws, and head are equipped with thick iron armor, which makes this small dragon also have a lot of lethality, and according to its appearance, people call it: Iron Armor Dragon.

I don't know what the ironclad dragon is like, but it doesn't seem quite right with this one in my crotch. I was glad to find out that it had a bad habit...... It likes to fly sideways!

I had to tilt my head hard to find my way around, and I had to keep my balance on the dragon's back at all times, but fortunately my cerebellum was actually quite developed, and with all my strength I was able to ride it steadily, and I could throw bombs down with one free hand.

"Hey! That's the legendary original, it's really a body flow, and even the posture of riding a dragon is so chic! Do you think he was born in an acrobatic troupe? ”

The brothers who flew by beside me were full of praise for me.

Artillery fire was in the sky, and our Wyvern Legion dived again and again, dropping a large number of bombs downward. This is the way to fight the goblins, and the best way to deal with the goblins is to throw bombs.

The machine guns on the goblin towers below, as well as the chariots, or other heavy firearms that are inexplicable, are not to be underestimated, and I have found that in the goblins' counterattack, several Wyverns were shot and killed, and fell.

"Hold on! They're running out of ammunition! ”

Yelin shouted loudly on the ice dragon.

That's right, the arsenal has been detonated by us, look at the mushroom cloud that has not yet dispersed. As long as we keep going for a few more rounds of bombardment, I'm sure the goblins will run out of ammunition and watch themselves helpless.

……

Underneath the goblin camp, deep underground, a player is nervously watching the mapping of a crystal ball with an undead and a goblin. The picture on the wall shows the dark side attacking the military camp.

"Look, what I say. They're going to come and sneak up. The player said.

"Fortunately, we built the underground barracks in time, and the bunkers above will be bombed by them." The undead said in a deep voice.

"I said, why don't you try our air force? Ster, this is a joint development of us, so we should see the effect in practice. The goblin waved his hand to the player.

"Well, let's send a team of small combat planes to take a look." The player dragged his chin and nodded.

……

While we were all thinking so, I noticed that in the clearing, southwest of the goblin camp, a swarm of planes were starting their engines one after the other, and they were taking to the skies. This type of aircraft is not large, can only accommodate one pilot, and is a lightweight fighter.

"Their air support is coming!" I shouted.

"Great!" Yelin shouted excitedly.

That's great? Well, it's really great, if their planes come to provide air support, then at least the guns below won't dare to shoot into the air casually. This situation illustrates a problem, they really have no ammunition, otherwise they would not have sent their own air corps to fight an air battle with us.

Speaking of air combat, Yelin smiled proudly.

How many days have the goblin planes been built? The Blackwing Legion of the Dark Side is hundreds of years old. Air combat? You're still young......

Yelin, who was smiling triumphantly, was blown down by an ice dragon from a swooping plane.

Fortunately, the Ice Dragon Prince's spirituality was not covered, and it immediately made a big dive around it and saved the Night Forest.

I watched carefully, the plane wasn't piloted by goblins, and it wasn't by the undead of the Undead Shackles Confederacy. Is that...... What a player in a standard flight suit!!

It can be seen that this player must be a pilot in reality, and he can't say that he still flies a fighter jet.

The planes he piloted were in no way inferior to the ironclad dragons, agile and fast, interspersed with our dragon legion again and again, leading the rest of the planes to launch onslaught on us. All of a sudden, our wyverns were caught off guard.

"Damn, they're looking for foreign help!"

One of our creeps scolded in the air while opening his parachute after being shot down.

Everyone immediately discovered that our ironclad wyvern was simply powerless against these ironclad aircraft. Bombs can't be thrown, they may be thrown at their own people, weapons are cut to have no effect, and magic doesn't have much effect. Instead, we were exposed to the dragon's backs one by one, and we were hit by these small planes.

"Sea snake, think of a way!" I shouted at the sea serpent over there.

The sea snake was so big that he had just found a dragon to ride on, and he was now standing on the dragon's back and nodded at me: "Don't worry, now the damned god Haydn is on the scene." As he spoke, he pulled out his great scythe.

Just then, a plane was rushing towards me, and I hurriedly turned around with the ironclad dragon, and the plane swept past me, and then rushed towards the sea serpent. The sea serpent shouted, "Good coming! He calculated the direction and time, and jumped off the dragon's back.

The plane also roared at this time, just in time.

The sea snake was in the air, and the two green tendons exposed strong and powerful arms picked up the giant scythe, and struck a head-on blow with their domineering strength, and the sickle was fiercely nailed to the fuselage, penetrating the iron armor. He jumped into the plane with all his might.

The pilot obviously felt the fuselage tremble and was wondering, when suddenly a casserole-sized fist penetrated the fuselage and smashed down from above, smashing a hole. The sea snake wore special gloves, grabbed the crack and tore it hard, pulling the driver out of it.

The pilot was really a player, and the sea snake reached out and took off the identity card from the panicked pilot, and threw the pilot into the air. A passing ironclad dragon bit him and flew off into the distance.

The unmanned plane staggered to the ground, the sea snake did a backflip, and when he was halfway over, he grabbed the sickle that was still nailed to the fuselage, kicked his feet, pulled it hard, and jumped to the body of another flying plane again, and hooked the giant sickle to it again......

……

The behavior of the sea snake has greatly boosted our morale.

All the people tried their best to meet the enemy, I also took out the dragon gun, piloted the iron dragon head-on to a plane, in the moment when the two sides staggered, I stabbed the gun into the glass in front of the plane, the dragon gun smashed the glass and pierced the pilot inside, very good! That's it!

Yelin also touched the ice dragon's head: "Did you see it, popsicle, we can't be ashamed." ”

The ice dragon nodded and let out a long shout. In its roar, all the ice dragons in our team gathered around it, and under the leadership of the ice dragon prince of the night forest, this group of dragons also pounced on the group, opened their mouths, and all kinds of ice magic were used, and a thick layer of ice immediately formed on the plane, and the movement slowed down significantly, and they could no longer be dexterous. At this time, all the ice dragons chose their own target, and grabbed them with sharp and hard dragon claws, which were no less than the fists of the sea snakes.

One by one, the drivers were caught and thrown into the air, and there was a scream all around......

In this way, after more than half an hour, the air forces of the goblins were all annihilated by us.

Once again, we launched an onslaught on the goblin camp below, which had long since run out of ammunition.

Nightlin seemed to want to say something to me on the back of the ice dragon, waving his arms at me. I flew over on the dragon, and I jumped on top of his ice dragon by mistake, and the ice dragon snorted dissatisfied, and Yelin patted its head, and it continued to fly steadily.

"What's the matter?" Adjusted your sitting position, I asked.

"Something is wrong, look!" Yelin pointed down.

There is indeed something wrong, such a bombardment, there is already a sea of fire below, and there is gunsmoke billowing everywhere. But...... But there were no goblins screaming at all, no goblins in sight, and the goblin guards on the watchtower were nowhere to be seen. It seems that there is not a single soldier in the goblin camp here.

"It's strange that someone came just now...... Did they shift? I asked, looking down.

"Around Frango City, the goblin camp is just this one, where can they go?" Yelin said depressedly.

"Could it be an empty city plan?" I suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

"Isn't that right, isn't their air force wiped out by us? Besides, the arsenal has also been blown up by you, and all kinds of tanks below have also been destroyed by us, so I am afraid they will not have the extra strength to attack. Yelin analyzed.

"But what about the goblins? Did you go to the camp of the bright side to take refuge? I asked.

Yelin shook his head: "The camp of the Bright Fang has been watched, and there is no movement, could it be that they have all hid underground?" Forget it...... It's not too early, and our mission is complete, so let's go back first. ”

I nodded, and at the orders of the Night Forest, our Wyvern Legion began its journey back.

In fact, Yelin is really right, aren't the goblins hiding underground now?

But we don't know anything yet, and after the carpet bombardment, we circled around twice with a doubt, leaving the devastated goblin camp and returning to the Castle of Dreams...... (To be continued)