Chapter 222: Tuscanic War of Revenge
The wounds on Ni Luya's body were healed a lot under the cool energy from the arm symbol, and even her tongue didn't hurt anymore.
"Waiting for our good news!"
With that, the fortress commander and the rest of the soldiers raised their spears in the air.
"Revenge!"
"Revenge!"
"Revenge!"
。。。
A group of Tuscanic soldiers climbed into the massive woven nets of the walls, covered with planks and materials resembling quilts and cotton wool, reinforced by a thin layer of ice crystals at the bottom.
Nilua, on the other hand, climbed to the head of the Frost Dragon step by step through Hind's stretched wings.
There, a platform made of ice was set up between the dragon's horns, and there was a layer of white ice and snow standing to block the wind and cold outside.
When everything was ready, the Frost Dragon flapped its wings, its body slowly rising into the air, its two claws on its forearms grasping at the reinforced, giant net.
It was as if carrying a package, flying away from the Ice Plains with Nilua and the Tuscanic Avengers.
"The first target, the old capital of Zambelika!"
Nilua could feel the wind blowing outside, and Sindra was flying faster than they could have imagined.
Looking out at the ice and snow plains in the fortress felt endless, but it didn't take long for Sindra to completely fly out of this newly created ice and snow world.
Tasknick's innate vision allowed Nilua to see every piece of land in her path below.
Although the soldiers in the net pocket were blocked within layers of protection, they still felt cold, but they couldn't hold back the fire in their hearts.
Many soldiers climbed to the edge of the small hole above and watched the scenery pass by.
Because of the pressure of the net, the commander and most of the soldiers huddled together, and now they are explaining the precautions over and over again.
"Remember, after the White Dragon King's cold current attack, we rushed over and stabbed the spear in our hands into the throats of the desolate beast clan's miscellaneous, one person can't stab two if they can't die, and two is not enough to three, then their rigid bodies will be powerless to attack us, let them also taste the taste of being slaughtered by us!"
"Why didn't Ni Luya let the White Dragon King directly freeze those monsters?"
"Stupid, that's our city, that's our home, that's our land, it's all frozen and turned into ice fields, where will we live in the future?"
The commander nodded.
"That's right, that's our home, and we also need the pleasure of a spear piercing the enemy's neck!"
"Today we want to retake the old capital and the three nearby cities, as well as the rich grain fields outside Zambelika. ”
The soldiers looked at the spears bundled to the side, their eyes burning with hatred as if they could melt steel.
"Ang ~~~~~"
The sound of a dragon moaning came from outside.
"Ready, we're almost there!"
The commander shouted this sentence in the loudest voice.
Outside, a majestic ancient city with an atmosphere similar to Gothic art appeared in the sight of the frost dragon.
Sindra could feel Nilua above her head breathing rapidly.
That's Zambelica, the old capital of Tuscany.
Woo~~~~~~~~
In the howling wind, the feeling of weightlessness was transmitted to Ni Luya and the soldiers in the net.
The Frost Dragon was rapidly descending in altitude at an oblique angle, flying towards the ancient city.
The soldiers in the net pocket only felt that the temperature around them plummeted, and a burst of white light passed in through the net pocket.
The frost dragon's chest and abdomen bulged, a few seconds later.
"Roar~".
Instead of breathing frost, the dragon's mouth erupted in a white cold current, like a gust of white wind that enveloped the entire ancient city of Zambelika and its surroundings.
"Bang. ”
The net pocket is gently lowered and opened.
Thousands of Tuscanik soldiers scattered in place, and after a moment of movement, distributed their spears to their hands.
In the process, the Frost Dragon made up for two more cold snaps in the air towards the city.
The walls of the ancient city were covered with frost, and the roads were covered with ice edges.
Tuscanic soldiers, with their feet wrapped around their shabby clothes, entered the city in three directions.
The first soldiers ran head-on into some of the Beasts who were shivering.
They seemed to be able to move, which scared the soldiers.
It can be seen that the Desolate Beast Clan did not rush forward, and some soldiers roared, so they rushed forward and stabbed wildly.
"Whew... ”
This desolate beast clan only howled a few times, his body trembled and he couldn't make big movements, and even his defense seemed to be sluggish and abnormal.
"Bang. ”
Under the joint insane stabbing of several Tuscanic soldiers who joined in, these few beasts in front of them fell to the ground.
When the pungent blood flowed, all the soldiers rushed forward with a loud roar.
I overcame the fear in my heart and vented this anger.
At first, the Desolate Beast Clan was encountered, and each of them could output dozens of holes.
In the back, in order to save physical strength, the commander's preset tactics were really implemented, only stabbing the throat and some vital points.
The city was filled with the death-forming wails of the beasts and the roars of the Tuscanic soldiers.
"Bang~"
The door to the Old Capital Council Hall was smashed open by several Tuscaniks, and a disgusting stench came out.
"This is... ”
A few soldiers only felt the blood on their bodies flow backwards, followed by muscle tremors.
The teeth were bitten and "creaked".
"These brutes!"
The entire vast council hall was filled with piles of white bones, and corrupt substances were everywhere, building up half the height of the hall.
There are animals and beasts, but more than ninety percent of them are humanoid bones, and that is the Tuscanic that was eaten!
The reason why the Wild Beast Clan added a "clan" after it and did not directly name the word Wild Beast was because they also had some social systems.
They live in the old capital of Tuscanic, turning the former council chamber into a dump of bones.
Subsequently, several such places were discovered in the city.
The old capital of Zambelika, with the red eyes of the Tuscany, was killing everywhere with rivers of blood.
A few hours later, Sindra sent a wave of consciousness at the Tuscanics.
It was confirmed that the last beast clan in the city had also died under the spear.
Although in fact, I can't raise much energy for these desolate beasts who are not evil creatures, but I have to say that maybe it is because of the ears and eyes, Sindra hates the desolate beasts a little.
Qiaolu City, the mountain city of Marchir, the abundant grain field...
Tuscanic's angry flames of war, with the cooperation of the Apostle Nilua's companion, the White Dragon King, burned towards more and more places.
The Tuscannicks went from the chaotic stabbing at the beginning to the organized and tactical later, and after learning some of the "exercises" taught by Ni Luya, although it may be due to physical structure, they did not practice "qi".
But it made Tuscanic's body more flexible and his physical strength improved greatly.
In particular, the birth of a weapon under the teaching of the White Dragon King Sindra through the apostle Nilua made Tuscanic's overall combat effectiveness improve very much.
That's it - bow and arrow!
The artistic talent of the Tuscanics has blossomed again, this time with the light of killing!
PS: I have to get up at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, catch a flight to Guangzhou on a business trip, I don't know if I can get things done in one day, I'm worried about tomorrow night's update...
If I send two chapters of gibberish or duplicate chapters in order to keep full attendance, you won't scold me, right? . .