To be reasonable, Nangong Rong really wanted to leave this ghost place now, his lynx had neither long-range attack means nor strong defense, and it was no different from a target in dense firepower. However, if the boy jumps out of the crater at this moment and runs away without looking back, he will definitely become the person with the highest sense of presence in the audience and will be taken care of by the enemy, and he will be beaten into a sieve if he can't run far.

So Nangong Rong had to wait for a suitable opportunity, maybe it was the artillery bombardment of the Alliance after the Imperial Army noticed its movements, maybe Belize made some kind of decision, or Matthias sent his Warcraft troops out - it didn't matter, as long as someone could help the boy attract the attention of the opposing Alliance.

On the battlefield, it is rare for a monster to be suppressed by ordinary troops with firepower, after all, these terrifying biological weapons are either rough and thick or swift as the wind, usually ordinary troops have no time to destroy the opponent and are rushed to the front of the opponent or fled to a distance, and the army with strong firepower shoots in place or something, that is what a fool will do.

It's a pity that Belize is such a fool, he doesn't have much talent in controlling new types of Warcraft, and of course he doesn't have any experience, he was able to enter the academy purely because he served in the army before and experienced many battles large and small. There was nothing wrong with that, and it was this experience that Belize was appointed as the leader of the reconnaissance team, but now it seems that the experience he gained as a soldier on the battlefield has hurt everyone.

Isn't it? As an ordinary soldier, after being suddenly hit by heavy fire on the way to the enemy's position, no matter who he replaces, he will stop moving forward and find cover on the spot and call for fire support from his own side, but the problem is that the Warcraft troops do not need to stop and find cover at all, and they can turn the whole situation around by rushing directly in front of the enemy. Even if there are 10,000 enemy armor of various types in front of you, just rushing into a magical beast will cause upheaval and chaos, and then form a continuous domino effect.

What's more, the fact that the monster is killed does not mean that the controller will also be killed, unless this unlucky child's monster is directly hit through the chest cavity by a cannonball, the survival rate of the controller is still quite high. Therefore, if they rushed into the enemy line in one go, Belize and the others would not only have the opportunity to crush the enemy, but the controller who had lost their mounts during the charge could also use the chaos they had caused to the enemy army to escape quietly, but now to stop in place so blatantly would be tantamount to using themselves as a target for the alliance.

"That idiot soldier, he actually stopped in a panic to find cover when he was halfway through the fire attack, do you think you are fighting a tough battle?" Nangong Rong observed the situation not far away through the eyes of the lynx, and said hatefully in his heart, "Didn't you say how many times when you were trained, the reconnaissance troops must either advance or retreat, and the action must be decisive, but this thing still stopped!" What to do, the alliance is clearly preparing to attack, and if it continues like this, it is estimated that it will not be long before the opponent's artillery will open fire, and there will even be air strikes. If you stay here, you will be plowed by the enemy sooner or later, so how can you escape?"

It turned out that Nangong Rong guessed correctly, the alliance did launch an artillery bombardment, but the target was not them but the position that the captain was responsible for, which should be preparing for the charge of the armored troops. Just as the boy wondered how the alliance would make the tank start without cleaning him up and the others, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and a black cloud moved rapidly.

To be precise, a group of menacing fighters. The hum of the propellers of these big iron birds can be heard from afar, and when the Alliance tried to bomb the Imperial Capital Liedana a few days ago—despite being desperately driven back by the Imperial Air Force—Nangong Rong had seen these fat bombers and remembered each other's appearances.

So the young man, who had always been calm, could no longer be calm, and the large fleet of planes of that number was obviously here to wash the floor, and he believed that the pilots of the alliance would definitely not mind clearing the ground when they passed over the heads of himself and others, so as to solve the obstacles in the path of the armored troops.

Thankfully, a group of fighters also rushed over from the direction of the imperial capital, but unfortunately, in terms of numbers, it is difficult to make people feel that they can block the enemy and prevent the other party from entering the sky above the city, and it seems that it is too late to provide cover for Nangong Rong and them.

After all, these people are in the vicinity of enemy positions......

Pill. Nangong Rong only came up with these two words in his mind, but Belize shouted and controlled his cheetah to jump out of cover and flee to his own position behind. Although the position was now shrouded in smoke and flames, it was much safer than the Grim Reaper in the air.

This is another mistake that the soldiers at the bottom of the Empire are prone to, they have an unimaginable fear of the Alliance's warplanes, and they are often overwhelmed by terror every time they see those big iron birds. There is no way, if on the ground the empire can still fight with the alliance is quite inseparable, then in the air it is completely abused, many battle imperial armies are finally defeated because of the opponent's almost endless repeated air raids, and in the process also suffered great casualties.

Belize is an authentic old fritter who has survived from the battlefield to this day, and his current seemingly irrational action actually happened to save Ya's life - several alliance bombers launched a dive towards Nangong Rong and the others while Belize jumped up, and a series of bombs were thrown on their heads.

The few newcomers who were closely following Belize and their mounts disappeared without a trace, but the captain, who saw the opportunity quickly, was spared. Thanks to the protection of the monster, Belize, who left the bunker, was not beaten into a sieve by firearms and bullets, and ordinary shrapnel could not pose much of a threat;

No one expected Belize, as the captain, to do this, and by the time everyone reacted, more warplanes had already dropped more bombs on their heads, and the small makeshift position was suddenly overturned.

The quality of the soldiers of the Imperial Army was incomparable with that of previous years, especially after the large-scale replenishment of many recruits or armed civilians who were forcibly pulled into the barracks and sent to the battlefield without much training.

This is one of the reasons why no one believes that the Imperial Army can hold the imperial capital, but there is just such a variable as Matthias in it.

Nangong Rong is a representative of the authentic lying on his stomach and being shot, and although the tanks on the enemy position cannot be seen when the cheetah of Belize runs, the fighters in the sky can see it clearly. Although the monster is very large, it is not very obvious from high altitudes, and now Belize has immediately let the alliance pilots discover that throwing bombs can not catch up with the speed of this cargo, it is always okay to strafe with machine guns, right?

Then Nangong Rong was innocently muddled all over his face, even if he gave the lynx the order to escape with Belize, but at the critical moment, the mount decisively dropped the chain, desperately curled up and tried to hide himself, but was still hit by the machine gun.

The severe pain made Nangong Rong's eyes glaze, and his control over the bobcat, which was already weak, immediately collapsed, and when he recovered, he found that the mount had left the crater where it had been hiding, and was running towards the rear without a fat. There's no way around it, some less serious damage when the controller and the monster merge into one, and the pain in the mount's body when it's seriously injured will also be transmitted to the controller, which is the price of the two sides combined.

Although this pain was treated by Matthias, it was never fatal and would not make a person unconscious.

If he had run away behind Belize at the beginning, maybe Nangong Rong would have been able to escape, but unfortunately he didn't react quickly and lost the opportunity;

Several of the dropped bombs were dodged by the lynx on its instincts, but it still suffered a lot of injuries due to its lack of defense, and its movements and speed were much slower, and it was still directly hit by a bomb.

The mount burped, Nangong Rong was not comfortable, he was dizzy, he only felt as if a mouthful of blood was blocked in his throat, but fortunately his body could still move, so he struggled to tear off the connected tissue on his body and drilled out of the chest of the bobcat. The very unhappy boy really wanted to learn some kind of ugly parasite from outer space at this moment to roar into the air twice to vent his resentment, but the enemy plane that could whizz overhead made him quickly dispel this idea.

The fear of being dominated by the Iron Bird of the Alliance is not only for soldiers, but also for civilians.

The enemy planes ignored the dead lynx, some turned back and continued to attack the other monsters in the reconnaissance team, and some followed the cheetah who fled far away and flew to the position in charge of the captain, Nangong Rong was lucky to gain a certain safety temporarily.

Leaning next to the bobcat's corpse, Nangong Rong looked up at the sky speechlessly, but what he was thinking about was something completely unrelated to the battle. Rather than his companions, who were burned out in the distance and confused by the lack of unified command, and the allies who were drowned in flames and smoke behind him, the boy was more concerned about where he would eat in the future.

Obviously it is a new type of Warcraft unit personally formed by Matthias, who is known as the genius of the empire, although it is not the main force, but it is not a paper tiger after all, but when it goes to the battlefield, it is not even seen by the counterparts on the alliance side, and it is confused by the ordinary troops, and it is about to be wiped out, so the so-called main force performance is estimated to be no better. If the imperial capital is captured by the alliance, will Nangong Rong choose to go to the prisoner of war camp, whether it can be a prisoner of war camp or a prisoner of war camp?

I heard that the alliance is not very friendly to the prisoners, but after all, it is just the propaganda of the empire, and when the time comes, he should be able to get decent treatment in the prisoner of war camp by virtue of his identity as a Warcraft controller. There seems to be no other choice, two legs will definitely not be able to outrun the tank tracks, just wait for the Allied chariots to come and raise the white flag. Having said that, it doesn't seem to have a white flag on it, is there any alternative?

After thinking about it for a while, Nangong Rong suddenly thought that the underwear he was wearing today seemed to be white. It's just that it's really a big man to hold that thing above his head as a white flag? If he really wants to take it off, the boy would rather take off his sister's fat (divine beast) times than his own.

There was a sharp whistling sound in the sky from behind the boy, and it must have been a fighter plane diving to the ground. At first, Nangong Rong didn't care, dive bombing is very common on the battlefield, but as the sound from behind him gets louder and closer, the boy finally can't continue to remain calm, because no matter how it sounds, it looks like a plane is flying towards him.

Nangong Rong hurriedly turned his head to look at the sky, and at the same time tensed his body and was ready to lie down and avoid danger at any time. However, there was no need for this, the plane that dived down was not targeting the Bobcat, in fact the plane no longer had any attack capabilities.

Wrapped in flames and black smoke, the Iron Bird fell from the sky and smashed into a large ball of fire not far from the bobcat, barely recognisable from the tail of the wreckage's griffin shield.

Well, it's just an unlucky guy who was unfortunately defeated in the air battle - just when Nangong Rong thought so, his gaze also happened to envelop the sky in the direction of the imperial capital Lie Dana, and then he saw a scene that made him stunned and disbelievable.

Dragons are mythical creatures, not in reality. However, Matthias likes to find inspiration for making magical beasts in various myths, so in addition to all kinds of magical beasts transformed from ordinary animals that can be seen everywhere, you can often see such as a lion with a scorpion tail, a hunting dog with three heads, and some other strange things.

But Nangong Rong dared to bet with half a pack of spicy strips that he had never seen any dragons that could fly into the sky, because those demonic beasts were at best lizards with wings, and they only existed in vain.

So to be reasonable, what the hell is the scene of these dozen dragons flying in formation in the sky right now!? And the one at the head has five heads, and each head can spit out different types of powerful magic from its mouth, and it is slamming the alliance's fighters down like flies and mosquitoes!

It seems that I have really been used as cannon fodder and bait......