The wings of the fire dragon suddenly became powerless to move again, with a miserable wail, the wings hung down softly, and the huge dragon body fell back to the ground from a height of one meter, staggering to stand firm, and the first reaction was to grab the ground and rush forward, stretching out his head to bite Filia!

It was Felia who had blown up her scales, it was Felia who had torn her muscles, it was Felia who had carved a scar of shame on her and deprived her of the right to dominate the firmament!

Standing too close to Filia to retreat, the dragon caught up with her after two steps, and arched her to the ground in a fit of rage, making sure that the female knight had no way to escape, and the dragon tilted his head and gnawed down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Filia slashed out the scale-breaking sword, she had already anticipated the outcome in front of her. She still didn't think about anything, just rejoiced in the victory of the Dragoon Regiment, was proud that the forward battalion could protect His Majesty from danger, and was proud of avenging David's death.

Then she sat on the ground in embarrassment, took two steps back, and struggled to raise the Wind King's sword, which was blocked horizontally, trying to repeat the old trick.

The fire dragon had suffered a loss once, refusing to bite the sword, tilting its head and roaring at Filia, who could even see the dragon's teeth in the bloody mouth, the human skin, the black throat, and the two dragon venom spouts on either side of the palate. When the fire dragon roared, the two small flesh holes expanded arrogantly, spewing out a sparse air current, the smell was slightly smelly, and the smell made me drowsy.

Dragon venom.

Thankfully, the fire dragon had already used up its dragon breath, so when it opened its mouth to spew dragon poison, the butane concentration was not enough to cause an open flame. Otherwise, Felia would have been burned to char by a mouthful of dragon breath.

When Filia saw the two small black holes in the dragon's jaw expand, she held her breath vigilantly, but her lungs were burning from the fierce battle, and her reflexive shortness of breath made her breathe some dragon poison into it.

Dragon venom smells slightly and is unpleasant. Filia's brain hurt, and she was a little drowsy, as if she had been anesthetized.

The call of "Filia, Filia!" gradually drifted away from her consciousness, and the Wind King Sword in Filia's hand fell heavily to her leg. Without hesitation, the fire dragon bit down on Filia's delicate face.

Then, three roaring horses slammed into the dragon's wings, and the sharp knight's spear involuntarily pierced the dragon's wing membrane, piercing into the ribs under the wings and piercing through the other rib like a bamboo.

Then, in pain, the dragon abandoned Philia, waving her wings in anger as she staggered around. This series of actions caused one knight's spear to break under the dragon's armpit, but the other two spears bent but did not break, and actually nailed the dragon's wing membrane to the dragon's body, making the dragon restrained and restrained, and the left wing could hardly move.

However, this indomitable charge directly smashed the sternum of the war horse, and the two war horses let out a terrible neigh, and the large blood foam bulged out from the majestic war horse's face armor and hung on the horse's head in shock. The knight gritted his teeth and gritted his grip on the spear in order to keep it through the dragon's body, and as a result, a knight was lifted off his horse, hung on the barrel of the spear for a second, and fell to the ground with a pop - so his horse was lucky to survive.

The other two knights were even more skilled, and the lines of the knight's spear always coincided with the speed of the horse, so they hit the wing bones of the dragon wings straight up, and the spear in their hands reached their heads, and when the spear pierced the dragon's body, the huge reaction force even knocked off their waist armor, and the right half of the body was already bloody in order to withstand the spear, as miserable as Jacob. Their war horse stepped on the dragon's wings and hit the wing bones, and when they were seriously injured by the blood spray, the fire dragon angrily lifted the wing bones, and suddenly it seemed to have pulled away the carpet under the horse's hooves, and instantly lifted the seriously injured war horse and turned people on their backs. The knight on horseback abandoned the horse in order to have a chance to survive, and after falling to the ground, he immediately dragged his injured arm out in a race against time, and just climbed a meter away, the ground behind him was hit by the heavy horse corpse.

As soon as the fallen war horse fell, it kicked its four hooves, and could not get up again, and the blood foam at the corner of the mouth flowed more and more, and when it accumulated into a pool of blood, the war horse was almost out of breath and gradually stopped moving.

For a moment, one of the three charging mighty cavalrymen was lying trembling and struggling in the distance, and the remaining two dragged the blood trail and tried to crawl away, leaving only three deadly spears to pierce the dragon mercilessly, nailing the dragon's wings to its body like a forked quail, so that it could not run away, could not fly away, and would surely bleed to death.

The King of the Sky has finally embarked on a gloomy fate under the siege of the Forward Knight Battalion!

The mortally wounded dragon roared in despair, flicking its tail and sweeping wildly, trying to kill all its enemies, eager to drag all its enemies into the grave where it was buried. The dragoons on foot were anxious to drag the wounded away from the dragon.

At the moment when the three horsemen attacked the dragon, Sebastian had already rushed over, struggling to help Filia, and had been running wildly towards Her Majesty the Empress protected by Nick and Nils. The battlefield has never been safe, and Sebastian will only be able to be at ease if he hands over the exhausted Felia to his comrades.

"She was wounded in battle, and she was poisoned by dragons. Sir Sebastian told His Majesty Elena succinctly, turning and rushing towards the mad dragon.

Lily was already frightened, and at this time she hurriedly helped Elena to put the fainting Filia flat, let Filia pilllow the empress's legs, and after the poisoning first aid measures, she caressed Filia's face with concern and concern, and looked up and asked the empress: "What should I do, do I want a blood transfusion, I don't match her blood type!"

Elena gave Lily a literacy rating: "If the lips are still red, it means that the poisoning is not serious, and it can be improved by ventilation and rest." Then he turned his head and told the knight beside him: "Nick, Nils, is there a signal for the scouting falcon? ”

Nils held the Wind King's sword, back to back with Nick, each keeping watch on one side, without looking back, and replied seriously: "The falcon is scouting, but the jungle is too dense, and the detection effect is not as good as the plain terrain." The fire dragon has lost its mobility, and we are not far from the main force, and even if there are bandits, we can gather our troops and work together to destroy them. ”

Lily looked up and asked Elena, "Your Majesty, isn't it enough to slay the dragon? There are other enemies watching in the dark? Who is so insidious!"

"There are reports of Fallen Knights in the foothills of the Alps. We are careful. Elena gazed apprehensively at the sky.

Twenty meters away, the battered dragon grabbed the ground with its wings, crawled hard, and rushed towards Sir Simon with a venomous roar, the dragon's belly smearing a bloody carpet on the ground. Simon struggled to raise his head and commanded: "The fire dragon is berserk! Don't fight hard, maneuver to dodge, wait for it to lose blood and get tired!" shouted as he struggled to return the Wind King Sword to the big scabbard behind his back, and ran straight on the shoulders of the wounded. If it weren't for the fire dragon being pierced by three spears, Simon would have been held down by the dragon a long time ago.