The fleet rested above the Dragon's Throat habitat, and the chiefs huddled on the side of the ship, looking down with curious expressions.

Previously known only as one of the most powerful tribes in the Dragon Hills, the chiefs finally had a chance to see it.

Smoke curls and people are buzzing.

Stone and thatched houses dot the habitat, with the Great Shaman's prayer house in the center and the Great Chief's Council Hall next to it.

These houses, which look like mushrooms after rain, are innumerable, and this tribe has also built a rare stone wall to resist the attacks of beasts and other tribes.

"Look, those kids are practicing murder!"

There was a startled scream from the chief.

Some small tribes, even children, will hunt with the team, because they are too poor, they don't work, they don't have food, but the dragon's throat actually feeds so many children.

"That's what makes them strong!"

The Frost and Fire Chief sighed that this tribe obviously has a more complete heritage.

Seeing strangers, a hurried trumpet sounded, and adult warriors rushed up the walls and towers, while the women, with their children, hurried home and hid.

In just a few minutes, the entire tribe was put into combat readiness.

"The fortifications are well built, tsk, I even saw dozens of catapults and ballistas, and if I attacked from the ground, I would definitely have injured a lot of soldiers. ”

Downton leaned on the railing and surveyed the layout of the habitat.

The chiefs estimated that Downton was here to ask for guilt, and were hesitating which side to stand in later, when they suddenly heard Downton speak.

"Let's get started!"

Downton walked to the foredeck, where the maid had set up her umbrella and served cold juice.

"What is the beginning?"

The Skull-Crushing Chief subconsciously asked.

"Of course it's war!"

Downton replied as a matter of course.

"Haha!"

Someone chuckled. War is not a child's play, and Downton's tone is too understated, just like going for a walk!

"This is a large tribe of more than 100,000 people!"

The Tyranny Chieftain was both a reminder and a mockery, how many men did Downton bring? Not to mention annihilation, even if it is defeated, it will take several days.

"I can't beat it at all!"

Skullcrusher teased.

The Dragonthroat Clan is a kind of green-skinned orc, it is said that the ancestor is a kind of creation of the evil god, after the end of the holy war, fled here, and gradually multiplied, their combat effectiveness, but not inferior to the ogre. Otherwise, in the hills where you speak with your fists, you wouldn't be able to hit such a large territory.

The officers did not see it that way, and as the flagship raised the offensive flag, they immediately commanded the soldiers to move, and the atmosphere was serious and terrifying.

The battleship turned around and headed for their respective combat areas, and a moment later, the magic stone signal light flashed.

This is the language of the lights. For long-distance communication.

"Your Majesty, the warships are ready. ”

Adjutant reports.

"Attack!"

Downton gave the order. Three red magic flares shot into the sky with a brilliant tail flame, bursting into dazzling eyes.

"He doesn't even understand the advantage of concentrating forces, is that Northern General's Star title fake?"

The Tyranny Chieftain laughed, and was about to watch the battleship land, when he was beaten by the dragonthroat orcs, but suddenly found out. A black iron ball, dropped from the bottom of a battleship.

"What is this?"

As soon as the skull crumbler finished asking, he saw the iron ball hit a stone house, and with a bang, a huge ball of fire rose up. It's like mushrooms.

The scorching flames directly scorched the ground around it, and the powerful shock wave blew the stone house to pieces.

Boom, boom, boom!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, but it was just an iron ball with a radius of less than half a meter, so why did it have such great destructive power? A large crater more than 10 meters deep appeared on the ground that had been blown up.

There were scattered stones everywhere and choking smoke everywhere.

Even the strong bodies of the natives are proud of their fragility in the face of bombs, which are not as fragile as a blank sheet of paper, and they are torn apart by the explosion, and they can't even leave a whole corpse.

The chiefs huddled on the side of the ship, watching in disbelief.

The scorching air currents rushed to their faces, piercing their eyes and hair upwards, as if they were about to be scalped off, but no one left, and they were directly stunned when they looked at this hellish scene.

The battleship began to move, like a hen laying eggs, dropping iron balls along the way.

What a strong warrior he was, worthy of half a month's rations, but now he was blown into a tattered corpse without even seeing the face of the enemy.

A warrior with a broken leg, climbing on the ground.

A child who has lost his mother, sitting on the ground and crying.

An old man knelt on the ground and prayed to the goddess of the forest to save them from this disaster, but in the end, they all died under the bombardment of the warship.

"What about the Dragon's Throat Chieftain, and what about the shaman?"

The Tyranny Chieftain roared subconsciously.

"Dead ...... Dead!"

Chief Cranial's lips trembled, and he only felt cold, he had just seen that as a landmark of the habitat, the prayer house was immediately cared for by depth charges.

The Great Chief ran out, and then he was smashed into the sky, torn apart by wave after wave of shockwaves.

That is a strong man who can torture himself, and he actually died under a kind of iron ball? Until now, the chiefs have not come back to their senses, thinking that they must have fallen into an illusion.

The bombardment continues, and death spreads.

Fifteen minutes later, the vast habitat that was the envy of the chiefs was completely enchanted in a sea of fire, and death and wailing became the main theme.

The natives who encountered the air raid for the first time were completely overwhelmed, and spontaneously formed a team to resist according to their usual response, but this state made their casualties even greater.

I have to say that the dragon-throated orcs are full of cohesion and desire to fight~ and they are extremely strong, and they have not given up until now, but they can't reach the enemy!

Arrows were fired, javelins and slings were fired, but they could not even touch the bottom of the battleship.

"This is a massacre. This is a naked~naked~naked massacre!"

One of the chiefs shuddered and cried out, some of them were not afraid of death, but this senseless death was unacceptable to them.

Life at this moment is too cheap.

"Your Majesty. Spot a bunch of suspicious characters!"

The chief of staff reports.

"Cheap gods, firebirds, Sister Edith, I'm sorry for you to go. ”

Downton took a sip of juice and walked over to the side of the boat.

Without being ordered, the chiefs subconsciously let go of a vacant lot.

"Evil elves, it turns out that they are the ones behind the trouble!"

Downton saw the ones who wanted to escape through the smoke and fire, they had the appearance of elves, but their bodies were covered in purple demon tattoos, and their eyes also shimmered with purple red. It's a unique sign of being corrupted by evil energy.

After the air raid, the battleship landed, and the Krupp giants, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped off the deck and rushed into the burning horde, killing them on a killing spree.

"Except for children under one meter tall, don't kill. ”

The hundred-man commanders shouted orders.

This is a devastating sweep, and Krupp is useless with handcuffs, relying on tough brute force. Straight to the past.

"It won't be zero casualties, will it?"

The Frostfire Chief exclaimed, the war had been fought until now. It was a completely one-sided slaughter, and the Downton Legion did not even show up a single wounded soldier.

"Absolutely not!"

The Tyranny Chieftain roared.

In the tribe, there are actually many bunkers, hiding some natives, who use ballistas. Shoot and intercept giants.

"Look, if you break through these bunkers, you're going to die. ”

As soon as the tyrant finished speaking, he saw those Krupps take out an iron can and throw it into the bunker. Then orange-red flames erupted from the hole.

Without even checking the battlefield, the Krupps rushed to the next position, which meant that they trusted this weapon, and in the bunker, there would be a living opening.

"Let's land, let's meet the chief!"

The flagship landed, and Downton walked across the gangway, stepped on the ground, and crushed it on his toes, because the soil was thin and muddy because of the soaking of blood.

The smell of gunpowder was strong, and Downton took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.

The chiefs had no such thoughts, and were deeply shocked as they walked and observed the damage caused by the bombing.

"Do you want this weapon?"

Downton teased.

The eyes of the chiefs suddenly stared, and their expressions became fanatical, and even the Tyranny and Broken Skull Chiefs, who had been singing the opposite tune, swallowed their saliva covetously.

"Everything is negotiable. ”

Downton sold a pass.

Everyone quickly walked to the location of the prayer house, where there were already soldiers waiting, and more than a dozen heads were placed next to them.

"Your Majesty, these are the rulers of the Dragon Roar Clan!"

The chief's report made the chiefs' hearts thump, staring at the chiefs who had already fallen to Downton, they must have told the secret, otherwise Downton would not have known so clearly.

If it had been before, these chieftains would have been terrified to death, but now, after seeing the strength of Frankfurt's army, they raised their chins one by one, glad that they had chosen the right camp.

"Well done. ”

Downton nodded, "Chief of the Fire Blade, this year's tax-free quota is yours." ”

Wow!

Several chiefs immediately let out an envious exclamation, the tribe that contributes the highest value to the free trade zone every year will get a tax exemption quota, which means making a lot of money.

"Chief Xie appreciated. ”

The Fireblade Chief fell to his knees on one knee and offered his loyalty.

Some chiefs began to hesitate, and the first to take refuge always reaped more benefits than the latter ones.

"Your Majesty, the remnants of the natives have been surrounded, what now?"

Officer's report.

"What is my command?"

Downton frowned, his tone unkind.

"Except for children under one meter tall, don't kill. ”

The officer replied.

"Then you're still asking me what to do?"

Downton scolded.

"But...... Most of them were women!"

The officer hesitated, but said it anyway.

"What is the matter with the women? Their husbands and children should have expected this day when they killed my messengers. ”

Downton roared, "Don't my men have wives and sons?" but now, they can't even see his body, and a cold medal, even if it's full of glory, can't make up for it. (To be continued.) )