Dragons are at the top of the food chain, and even with countless missile bombardments, they have not been defeated. The wings rolled up in a hurricane, and after the first covering blow, the red dragons were immediately out of the caster's spell range, and despite the various colors, it was not enough to shoot them down.

Lanlos was not discouraged, and seeing that the other party did not dare to continue attacking because of scruples, he immediately commanded a group of spellcasters to continue casting spells. However, due to the threat of these red dragons, almost most of the ranged troops have been pinned.

"Lanloth. Aslan's face suddenly turned very ugly, and he called to his companions, and cast his worried gaze to the shore, "Something has come ashore, a dark and evil smell of filth. ”

Aslan was a member of the Quel'Salas Demon Investigation Team, and his keen sense of the dark arts caught the attention of Lanloth. Looking at the shore, his brain flipped through his memories, and then his face became as solemn as Aslan's.

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Although most of the Horde's forces were at sea, the number of troops forced to land increased day by day, and the soldiers led by Lothar rose up to meet them, but their numerical inferiority could not stop them. More and more ships came ashore and brought more orcs, and for a time a vicious circle was formed, and Lothar and the others had to gradually retreat.

From the beginning of three or five people in a group to deal with an orc, to now barely two people combined, the pressure of the alliance has risen sharply, and the losses have gradually increased.

And that's not all.

Phew!

The hollow roar of the horses was different from the Alliance's memory, and the sound of decay and ominous aura made people feel cold for no reason.

"That's ......" Lothar's eyes widened as he looked at the knight who had jumped off the ship.

Although the sky is bleak, although the other party is covered in black armor, but that body shape and the outline of that face, he dares to make a hundred package tickets to guarantee, it is definitely human!

What made him most stunned was that among the black knights who came on the waves, he could occasionally see a few faces that made him feel familiar.

That's his former comrade-in-arms!

How so?

Before Lothar could come out of his state of distraction, the horses under the crotches of the riders let out a terrifying neighing again. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that those war horses wrapped under the armor were simply skeletons. In those hollow eye sockets, two faint blue fires could not be seen in the slightest life.

While!

The screech of metal clashing sounded beside him, and Lothar came back to his senses, just in time to see Gavinrad swinging his sword and slashing off the head of the orc who had taken advantage of the opportunity to sneak up.

"General, these are not our former comrades-in-arms, I can feel that their bodies contain the souls of orc warlocks who have been resurrected through evil spells. Gavinrad of the Holy Light of Hanyi discovered the secret of the Death Knight for the first time, and at the same time, his face showed uncontrollable disgust and hatred, "The beasts of the tribe have defiled the noble bodies of our compatriots, it is unforgivable!"

"Gavin Rad, Tulayan, take the hand of silver and purify ...... with holy light"

Knock, knock......

Before Lothar could make arrangements, there was a sudden obvious vibration under his feet, and his face once again showed surprise as he looked in the direction of the sound source.

"Damn, it's an ogre!"

Behind the Death Knight, a tall, bloated figure jumped out of the ship, clutching a terrifyingly large weapon, and rushed towards him with comical and bizarre steps amid inexplicable screams of excitement.

The addition of the Death Knight and the Ogre causes the tide of battle to take a turn for the worse in an instant.

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Rumble!

Clutching to the railing, Prodmore held on to not lose his balance in the violent shaking of the explosion. On the port side behind him, the red dragon's breath exploded a huge gap. However, the Sea Throne is the flagship of Kurtiles, and the four-masted ship has a length of more than eighty meters, and a single fireball is not enough to cause it to sink.

But the enemy's attack is not limited to just one.

Seeing that the red dragon who had just dropped the fireball turned around in the air, it was actually close to the water and dived towards the flagship of the fleet face to face, and the soldiers on the ship suddenly showed a panicked look.

"It's really useless, dodge!" Dai Lin picked up the torch and grabbed the position of the gunner of the main gun in the bow of the ship, and seeing the red dragon getting closer, he did not hesitate to ignite the fuse of the main gun, "Let all these beasts who help the abuse die!"

The yellow vertical pupils stared at the mortal at the bow of the ship, and the red dragon's eyes flashed with a little pity and unbearability, and finally opened his mouth in the roar. The orange flames quickly converged in it, and even though they were far away, Dai Lin seemed to faintly feel the scorching air current.

It's time to wrap up, though......

Bang!!!

A deafening loud bang pierced the sky, and even a ship as large as the Sea Throne trembled violently, and a huge projectile burst out of its chamber at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye. Although he saw the rapidly amplified black cannonball, the extremely close distance made it impossible for the red dragon to dodge.

Boom –

The cannonball exploded directly in the red dragon's face, and the flames not only shredded its flesh, but also detonated the hot energy in its mouth. The superimposed blast took an unimaginable toll on the red dragon, and it didn't even have a chance to wail, its wings went limp, and it plunged straight into the bow of the ship.

The churning waves lifted the ship, and the splashing waves soaked the tips of the admiral's hair, but it still could not erase the fortitude and confidence on his face.

But in the next second, his eyes widened instantly.

Crash!

The sudden sound of breaking water froze the excitement on the faces of the soldiers, and they almost screamed as they watched the claws that had crossed the fence pounce on the generals.

The bright scimitar was in front of him, pinpointing the thick claws, but at the same time, the force forced Dalin to fly backwards.

At the same time, the claws crushed the railing, leaving a few ravines that almost pierced the deck, and the red dragon also used the strength to prop up its body, and the flesh and blood on its mouth slowly poked out of the water, and the scarlet blood poured like a waterfall.

Pain and humiliation filled its eyes with madness, and as it stared at the nearest mortal, it immediately erupted in a terrifying roar and swung its other claw to crush it on the spot.

After relieving himself, Dai Lin just pulled out the musket at his waist like a cloud.

Bang!

The projectile easily pierced through the bleeding wound, shattering the red dragon's brain, and a small piece of scaly flesh flew away, falling powerlessly on the surface of the scarlet sea.

The claws that grasped the side of the ship slowly loosened, losing the last support, and the massive body of the red dragon slowly sank to the surface of the sea. This time, it never had a chance to break free from the sea's embrace again.

"Your Majesty, it's getting dark, and if we continue to stalemate, our losses will only get bigger and bigger. ”

Following the adjutant's words and looking at the horizon, the sun almost completely submerged into the horizon, and the only remaining light died and indulged at a speed visible to the naked eye. Proudmore looked at the dragons that flew freely over the fleet, his face showing a struggle that threatened to tear him apart.

"Give the order to go down and retreat. Dahlin seemed to be decades old in an instant, and his eyes were full of exhaustion as he looked at the turbulent Kul Tiras flag and the wreckage of the ship on the sea.

The dazzling flares leaped high into the air, and under the increasingly dim sky, it was extremely dazzling. However, it was precisely because of the launch of the signal flare that a red dragon's attention subconsciously turned to the Sea Kingship, and the scarlet sea under the ship completely ignited its eyes.

Roar!

The dragon galloping from the right front drew Dalein's attention again, but the right side gun and bow gun were damaged in the battle, and the enemy's flight altitude was just outside the range of the cabin guns.

With such a tricky angle and position, could the admiral just watch the destruction coming?

Of course not.

"Sail, left full rudder!" The exquisite tacit cooperation made the Sea King Power turn almost at the first time when Dai Lin shouted, and the sail drove the ship to turn sharply to the left, and the entire hull tilted in the direction of the turn under the action of inertia.

In the same way, the elevation angle of the gun in the right compartment rapidly expanded.

"Fire!" the admiral's cry soared into the sky, and he was met with the roar of more than a dozen guns.

From joining the battlefield to the present, the whistling cannonballs have hardly stopped in the ears of the red dragon, and its keen sense of crisis and flexible skills have allowed it to make the most correct response in the first place.

The wide wings instantly retracted, reducing the area of the hit, and while the red dragon flipped its body and fell rapidly, appropriately avoiding the first few shells. When it got close to the surface of the sea and spread its wings again, under the impact of the strong wind, the waves spread rapidly along its flight path.

Seeing that the other party had lowered his altitude, Dai Lin immediately ordered the ship to turn sharply to the right. However, no matter how clever the operation is, it still can't catch up with the dragon in terms of flexibility. The terrifying vertical pupils revealed human disdain, the red dragon raised its head and spread its wings, and the storm crashed against the sea, and it was about to return to the sky surrounded by the waves.

Bang!

Iron sheets and sawdust splattered in the air, and scarlet blood was like a blooming stemless rose, accompanied by a wail full of pain, showing its unrivaled beauty.

Taking advantage of the cover of the war, a frigate of the Sea King suddenly rushed out from which corner, and the long-drive impact angle was directly broken under full speed. But thankfully, the severed piece was deep into the red dragon's flank.

On the deck, a young man who had managed to stand on his feet from the shock waved vigorously towards Dai Lin, and his excited appearance was like asking for credit to his majestic father.

"Tandre, get out of there!" Dalein's expression was no longer composure, and he held on to the railing, his irrepressible anxiety making him want to jump to the other side at once.

The young captain's face showed a moment of bewilderment, until the orange light suddenly exploded in the bow of the ship.

Roar!

The mortally wounded dragon dug its claws deep into the blackened deck, its wings encircling most of the ship's bow, its sharp claws snapping into the hull like an awl. Tanderley fell, his eyes trembling violently staring at the beast that kept trying to climb onto the boat. Blood poured down on the deck like a cascade, quickly engulfing the soles of his shoes.

"No!" was all too familiar to Dalin. But because of this, his eyes were immediately bloodshot, and he was so excited that he couldn't even organize words, and could only turn the despair in his heart into an enduring roar.

After all, he knew very well that he had risked his life to deal with the problem not long ago. And now, it's the young man. No matter how desperate he is, no matter how hoarse he is, he can't close the back of half the distance.

Thandley picked up a broad-bladed spear, the weapon used by Kurtilas to carve deadly wounds into the large sea monster, and its sharp edge and exaggerated shape instantly caught the dragon's eye.

The threat of death filled its eyes with the madness of a desperate fight.

However, its suffocating and terrifying eyes were reproduced on Tandre's face without loss.

"For Kul Tiras, for the Alliance!"

Boom ——!

Inertia caused the frigate to slide farther and farther away, and Dalin's vision was obscured by the smoke and night, and the only thing he could see was the flame that nearly tore the entire frigate in half.

The hot air rushed to his face, but his chest was cold.