Chapter 692: The Final Battle (5)
Maybe it was because of Master Modo's long period of non-reaction, so that the former fat dragon Xiao Hei, and now the golden dragon, immediately realized a very serious problem.
It seems, it seems, without the consent of Master Modo, he directly incorporated these giant dragons, and the number of black dragons was as many as 2,360, including one in the super strong realm, eighty-two in the legendary realm, and the other lowest level was also at the seventeenth level.
Now the Golden Dragon, who can be regarded as a high-ranking person, has finally matured a lot in his mentality, and in addition to eating and drinking, and the nature of reproduction, he can also consider some other problems in his head.
For example: first of all, it is a taboo to make decisions about such a big thing without authorization!
"Xiao Hei, you're too inflated! "Lord Golden Dragon, even the intestines are knotted with regret at this time.
However, looking at his former colleagues with incomparable hope and admiration on the other side, he had no choice but to muster up the courage and send a message to Master Mo Duo again: "Master Mo Duo, do you want to agree to them." ”
Poor fat dragon Xiaohei didn't expect that Mo Duo didn't react for a long time, just because the pie that fell from the sky was too huge, so big that it directly knocked him out, so naturally there was no way to react in time......
It wasn't until Xiao Hei weakly passed over the information of this inquiry that Mo Duo reacted and hurriedly replied: "Promise! ”
"You hurry up with all the dragons, accompany these black dragon masters, go to the rear to drink wine and eat meat, brag and fart, and pull feelings; rest assured that the wine is enough, and the big fish and meat are also eaten with their bellies open, and I will send all the firehead soldiers to serve you." ”
After receiving the reply, the Golden Dragon Lord immediately let go of all his worries, and then completely trembled, only to see that after he spoke a long list of dragon words to the black dragons, the black dragons were obviously excited.
Then, when tens of millions of officers and soldiers on both sides of the enemy and us were completely dumbfounded, the dragons of the two sides merged into a single force, and slowly flew towards the rear of the orc empire with laughter......
"All the logistics cooking squads listened to the order, immediately turned around, and retreated ten miles back to prepare the most abundant food for our new comrades in Black Dragon, as long as they were happy to eat, they would make a great contribution to you. In the dead silence, Master Modo's abrupt new order resounded throughout the audience.
The firemen who had put down their kitchen knives and spoons, rarely picked up their swords, and planned to fill the battlefield at the most critical moment, under the conditioned reflex of the order, put down their weapons in a daze, and ran towards the carriage with cutlery and ingredients in the rear.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that someone produced or confirmed this astonishing good news: the opponent's huge number of black dragon troops had all surrendered.
At first, there were a few cheers, and then gradually they got bigger and bigger, and this side of the orc empire suddenly became a sea of joy.
On the side of the Burning Legion, the Legion Commander, Lord Yursei, sat on the ground with no image, and his whole body had no strength.
"These bastard black dragons with milk are mothers. He felt that his whole heart had been ruthlessly hollowed out, God knows how much effort he had spent in order to build such a powerful black dragon army, and how much material he had spent that was extremely important in the abyss and hell.
Now by the other party's golden dragon, after muttering for a while, it is completely mutinied, at this moment the legion leader wants to die;
There were even some weak cannon fodder demons who unconsciously turned their heads and looked at the location of the void passage behind them, which was a sign of panic in their hearts and intending to apply oil to the soles of their feet.
The Legion Commander of Jursai knew that something had to be done, otherwise the low morale would definitely not be able to stop the powerful native army in front of him, and before he knew it, the Legionnaire's initial arrogance had disappeared and was replaced by deep fear.
It was just that he wanted to say something more, to cheer up his men, but from the still boiling cheers of the natives on the other side, he vaguely heard the order to 'keep firing'.
Then, after quelling thousands of artillery pieces in less than an hour, he once again smashed a dense number of shells on their heads, and the never-ending posture made him suspect that these natives did not intend to engage in battle at all, but intended to completely destroy them with this powerful and strange weapon.
"Legionnaire, we can't go on like this, or we'll charge, or simply retreat to the Abyssal Hell and let their DreadHand Legion bastards die, either way, better than the current situation. One of his legionnaires suggested to Yursey.
Obviously, the feeling that his side was being beaten all the time, but not being able to fight back, made him feel extremely aggrieved, knowing that they were the most famous Burning Legion that had destroyed many planes, but they were being beaten by the natives here, which was simply unacceptable.
Hearing this, Yursai nodded, and instructed the subordinate: "You return to the Abyss Hell now, inform the other deputy legions, hurry up and bring reinforcements with troops, and if possible, find a way to exchange a legion teleportation scroll, no matter how much it costs." ”
"As for us, we will find a way to buy you enough time here, we can fail, or even the army here will be killed, but we must not, just retreat to the abyss and hell, and the glory of the Doomsday Army cannot be lost to our hands. Jursey said with great firmness.
As if anticipating the Legion's Chief's intentions, the Legion Leader solemnly saluted him, and then flew towards the portal without looking back.
After seeing the high-ranking of his subordinates leave, Yursai raised his head and let out a roar, attracting the attention of all his subordinates, and only then roared and issued an order: "Soldiers of the Legion, attack with all your might, kill these arrogant and ignorant natives, and let them know the strength of the Doomsday Legion." ”
After saying that, Yursai rose to a height of thousands of meters at a speed faster than a cannonball, and flew towards the native army of the Orc Empire, and behind him was an incalculable number of demons, from the tattered position, under the constant falling cannon fire overhead, and the strange screams of unknown meaning from their mouths, rushing out to kill.
In this process, the Legion Leader's momentum continued to increase rapidly, but within a few seconds, the momentum he carried on his body reached the point where Modo and the others were terrified.