The four fire dragoons who rushed to the front crashed straight into the chain of fire.

As if they had been whipped by a whip, the four fire dragoons planted themselves in the boulder from the air and disappeared from the gravel on the banks of the Wraith.

The mount that lost its owner was also beaten and covered in blood, but the vitality of this fire dragon born in the Great Flame Canyon was extremely tenacious, it was immortal for a while, it roared in pain, and it spun around like a headless fly in the air, stretching its neck and spitting blood and manic flames, engulfing the fire dragon cavalry that followed behind at once.

But this situation only lasted for more than ten seconds, and the blood coming out of the fire dragon's wound was soon mixed with ice ballast of the same color, and more and more, and in the blink of an eye, the wound froze, and the blood no longer gushed out. The struggling dragon seemed to be transformed into a stone statue, falling straight and falling to the ground, with a crisp ping sound, and falling apart. From the large stump, it can be clearly seen that the body of the fire dragon is frozen into ice from the inside, and it is still exuding wisps of cold air. This flame-born creature is not afraid of the cold, but when its entire body freezes into ice, it cannot survive no matter how strong it is. After all, they are not ice bears on the cold ice fields of the Far North, that kind of ice bears are simply made of ice, and they will turn into a puddle of ice water when they encounter fire.

The flames that filled the sky disappeared as the fire dragon fell to the ground, and the engulfed fire dragoons reappeared, unscathed, and continued to rush forward, although they lost four teammates in a single face, but the invincible fire dragoons never knew what fear was, nor did they know what retreat was, this loss was only temporary, they firmly believed that as long as they rushed over, they could easily destroy the unknown enemy on the opposite side.

The fire dragoons naturally don't blindly rush stupidly. They shouted and waved their arms, and blinding red balls of light flew out like a torrential rain towards the enemy position. This ball of light is the long-range attack weapon of the Fire Dragoon, compressing the flame ball, which will burst at the slightest collision, and the flames that burst out can melt even steel in an instant. The Fire Dragoons used this weapon to inflict devastation on enemy cities, reducing entire cities to ashes with a single attack.

The enemy on the opposite side obviously didn't know the power of this compressed flame ball, and didn't even move, and continued to shoot at the charging fire dragoons.

When two more fire dragoons were hit and fell to the ground, the Compression Flame Ball landed in the enemy camp.

With a muffled hula, the incandescent flames instantly engulfed all the slaves at the bridgehead.

The dragging of the net rope stops.

Huo Ying's heart tightened, and he finished thinking about it.

Although I don't know what the other side is about, but in their hands, there is still a glimmer of life, if it falls into the hands of the fire dragoons, there is really no hope at all.

Huo Ying felt unspeakable despair. But she had no fear, perhaps long before the entire family was killed in the rebellion, she already had no such feelings.

It's time to fulfill the last duty of the princess of the Fire Tree Dynasty.

As a princess, she must not fall alive into the hands of the rebels, becoming their tool and the object of humiliation.

"You have already carried out the territory of the colonial government, please indicate your intention and identity, otherwise you will be wiped out!"

Clear soul fluctuations came out of the flames again.

Huo Ying's heart moved, and he struggled to look up at the place where the flames were burning.

The flames were still raging, and nothing could be seen except the flames, but the soul fluctuation warnings full of the smell of slaughter continued to flow smoothly from the flames, indicating that the flames that could burn steel did nothing at all.

This warning was more of a routine.

As soon as it was issued, denser chains of fire burst out of the flames.

This time, an unknown number of slaves attacked at the same time, and the chain of fire with a rapid and muffled sound was overwhelming, almost like a raging torrent, rushing towards the fire dragoons.

In the first contact, the fire dragoons were already clearly aware of the huge damage of the opponent's attack.

To be able to become the ace army of the Fire Tree Dynasty, it depends on more than just powerful force, and those who only know stupid rush will never be the trump card.

As soon as the attackers of the bridgehead slaves were dispatched, the shock formation of the fire dragoons immediately dispersed like frightened birds.

But this was by no means a chaotic escape, but an organized scattered attack.

The fire dragoons took a three-three formation, each in a group of three, scattered at a fixed distance, and in the blink of an eye, a large area was dispersed, as if a vast net was violently unfolded.

Most of the slaves' dense attacks passed through the gaps in the ranks of the fire dragoons, and only a few hit the target, leading to a few fire dragoons falling sporadically.

The fire dragoons soon took a more piecemeal evasive move, which even the most ingenious birds could not match, and those menacing chains of fire could not keep up with the speed of the fire dragoons, but in vain followed the fire dragoons' butts, drawing criss-cross red trajectories in the sky.

The attacks of the slave laborers seemed to be dealt a blow by this.

There was a pause in the muffled sound, and the criss-crossing chains of fire vanished.

The fire dragoons roared excitedly and accelerated their charge.

But there was a thud in the flames burning at the bridgehead, one after the other, and with the sound flew out huge javelin-like objects, and there was a long white smoke behind the buttocks.

Compared to the previous stormy attack, the attack of this batch of giant javelins seemed sparse and weak, and I think those slaves had no good means left.

A mocking laugh rang out from the ranks of the Fire Dragoons, who dodged with great agility as if they saw the giant javelins flying closer.

But to the surprise of all present—whether it was the fire warrior or the fire dragoon—the giant javelins corrected their flight trajectory as the fire dragoons dodged, as if they were nimble creatures, and were firmly aimed at their original target.

The fire dragoons flying at the front were too panicked to make any evasive moves, and could only use the weapons in their hands to hit the giant javelin.

I have to say that the fire dragoons are really well-trained elites, such a fast speed, such a nervous state, he just waved his hand, and hit the giant javelin accurately, as if the giant javelin was aimed at the weapon in his hand and hit it.

With a bang, the giant javelin exploded violently, and the thick smoke and dust instantly engulfed the fire dragoon that had been hit, and the broken flesh and blood immediately burst out from the smoke and dust, as if it was spewing out of the meat grinder, and shattered into a mess.

The fire dragoons who followed behind were hit by the giant javelins one after another, and even if they dodged continuously, they couldn't avoid the pursuit of the giant javelins.

As simple as swatting flies, the fire dragoon team, which had just been raging, had completely become the target of slaughter, and the shattered flesh fell from the sky, like a rain of blood.

I'm tired of the dividing line********************************

Although I went home, I was still so busy, so tired that I couldn't get up, and I struggled to write this.

I would like to thank all the officials for their blessings.

After a few days of thinking and discussing, I named my daughter Guoguo, and I won't say the big name, but it sounds good.