Seeing the behemoth in the sky flying closer and closer, Duke Dragon's expression became a little flustered.

He knew very well that although these 70,000 troops had the presence of mid-level mages and knights, they were obviously not enough to pose a threat to the red dragon, and only the one who could fight with them was the Great Knight Anthony.

As for......

Duke Dragon groaned in his throat and glanced quietly at the Crusaders beside him.

Maybe they can inflict serious injuries on the red dragon, but ......

He hesitated, and the cruel thoughts he had had previously had of trying to slaughter the city quickly dissipated and turned silent.

"Leave Falken!" After the red dragon Moriel burned dozens of acres of fields, he continued to exude dragon power, bursting out with a spiritual shock. Under its coercive momentum, the imperial soldiers trembled in fear, and their legs trembled.

The hundreds of people closest to the red dragon couldn't help but subconsciously grunt in their throats, and their faces were covered with cold sweat. With frightened and dazed expressions, they had already collapsed to the ground involuntarily, like lambs to the slaughter, desperate and helpless.

However, the elite of the empire is the elite after all, and even so, the vast majority of the soldiers turned around and aimed their weapons at the behemoth in mid-air under the orders of their respective commanders, preparing to challenge the authority of the dragon. But the feeling of cold sweat crawling down the back has already sent chills down the hearts of many soldiers.

Finding that the enemy was a little flustered and a little distracted, Victoria was overjoyed. Through the mage's amplification magic, she gave the Red Dragon a command: "I beg you!

"Shut up!" Morriel suddenly let out a dragon might, and nearly a thousand people were frightened, and they hurriedly retreated in the direction of the main formation.

"Ronan's descendants, you and I have an agreement only to help. ”

Roar!

In front of everyone's eyes, a flame breath erupted! The flame breath frightened the soldiers into escaping a few times, but it skillfully did not burn even one of the soldiers.

With a haughty tone, the red dragon refused the pleas of the owner of the dragon flute.

"Don't try to order me!"

At the same time, the red dragon Moriel opened his big mouth of Mars and continued to threaten the ants below: "Get out of Falken! I don't want to say it a third time!"

A mighty roar filled the open land.

In an instant, a deathly silence descended here!

The eardrums of the soldiers, who were blown by the sound of the wind, whined and shook because they could not adjust to the sudden silence of death.

Without the commander's order, the soldiers cowered, but did not dare to make a sound.

But anxiety and uneasiness had blended into that panicked look, and the irrepressible fear was stimulating their nerves, causing some people's legs to tremble unnaturally.

Catching a glimpse of the inquiring gaze around him, the Duke of Dragon was still hesitating, his face anxious.

But Anthony had already galloped to Dragon's side. He jumped up, turned on his horse, and his expression returned to indifference, looking extraordinarily blue. He was furious, because his hearty battle had only begun before he was interrupted by a sudden accident. For the sake of the Holy See, for the sake of the Supreme God, Anthony can only silently endure this depression that cannot be vented. His tone was uncontrollably cold: "As you wish, Your Excellency the Red Dragon. ”

After discovering that the Grand Knight Anthony had snatched his command without authorization, Dragon was relieved. He immediately smiled at the indifferent "Death Blade", not minding the indifference in Anthony's eyes at all. Then, the Duke of Dragon turned his head and repeated Anthony's order: "The whole army retreats!"

After hearing the order to retreat, most of the soldiers wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, quickly turned around, and prepared to retreat under the command of the non-commissioned officer general. They marched fast and quietly, not daring to offend the majesty of the red dragon.

Ronald glanced at the princess on the city wall and saw that she seemed to have an unwilling but helpless expression. Finding that Victoria was that look, Ronald sighed softly, looked at the imperial soldiers who were retreating in an orderly manner, and planned to return.

However, he suddenly frowned, and a plan suddenly emerged from his mind!

Why not!?

A flash of joy flashed in Ronald's eyes.

In his spiritual consciousness, he quickly used dragon language to negotiate with the behemoth in mid-air, trying to convince it.

"Your Excellency Morrill, I have a suggestion. ”

Hearing the sudden request in his spiritual consciousness, the red dragon flapped its wings and looked puzzled. It was stunned, showing a dissatisfied expression, but still endured the surname: "Say." ”

Ronald gathered his thoughts a little, carefully considered his tone, and then stated the proposal.

Morrill flatly refused: "Why am I doing this? What's the benefit?"

Ronald confidently pointed to himself: "When we work together, it's a benefit." Before the Red Dragon could speak, Ronald told Morrill the details of the "Crusade Decree" issued by the Holy See.

Seeing that Morriel's expression was no longer so arrogant, Ronald took the opportunity to continue to add fuel to his salary.

"I think you're as wise as you are to understand the dangers you'll face if Falken, Ryan, Draco, and the surrounding orc nations are completely conquered. ”

The red dragon finally had some intentions: "So, take advantage of the current opportunity of the empire to divide the army, use the advantage of force between you and me, and seize the opportunity?"

Ronald nodded: "That's right, helping Falken means helping yourself." Whether you like it or not, you are now on the opposite side of the Holy See, and Long Di has two more chances to summon you to help, in case the time comes......" He turned his head and nodded at the emperor [***] who was slowly retreating: "Now there is an existence there that is not weaker than me, what about next time?"

The red dragon Moriel's mind spun quickly, and after thinking about it, he felt that this was indeed the case.

If he had helped Falken three times under the call of the contract, and then begged the Holy See for everything, the red dragon asked himself if he was not so lowly and begged for mercy from the mere humans. But then he gave up and flew deeper into the mountains of Aicles, and he ended up in disgrace, not to mention the danger.

He decided to work with Ronald, but Morriel still wanted to make some gains. It began to loosen its tone and bargain: "If I cooperate with you, what good will you give me?"

Finding that the red dragon was begging for favors every time, Ronald couldn't help but slander in his heart. But he also understands that at the moment, the overall situation is the first, and protecting Falken first is the top priority. After only a moment's thought, he made a suggestion: "The Aicles Mountains have been borderlands since ancient times, and I saw you summon quite a few monsters last time. Well, as long as you help Falken through this difficult time, I will help you establish your own country in the Ekris Mountains, how about it?"

I didn't expect Ronald to be so refreshing, and Red Dragon didn't talk nonsense: "Deal." ”

"I'm in charge of keeping him in check, and you're in charge of eliminating those soldiers, how?"

"Remember, you still owe me seven thousand gold coins and one hundred and twenty battle axes. After the red dragon added a sentence, he began to conjure up a contract in his mental consciousness, and wrote it down as well.

After Ronald accepted the information of the contract, he couldn't help but frown. His sword-like brow twined together, and some signs of being deceived crossed his mind.

This time, Morrill fanned the flames: "Hurry up, I'm busy." ”

"Okay. ”

Ronald stopped being verbose and happily signed a contract with Moryl.

Soon, the phantom of the Netherworld Balance appeared in the spiritual consciousness of both sides, and after each confirmed and agreed, the two ends of the balance were put on the weights. The figure of a black-robed goddess who was almost completely clear suddenly conjured up in the spiritual consciousness of the two of them, and Laxis, the three goddesses of the Netherworld, took out a sharp blade --- and nailed it straight into the center of the scale!

The pact dissipated as a faint light flashed in the minds of Ronald and the Red Dragon.

Ronald turned to look at the Imperial soldiers retreating toward Rumtown.

"Alright, the contract is complete, attack with all your might!"

As he spoke, Ronald burst into the power of ice, the tip of his sword pointed against the ground, his body bowed into a leopard, and he quickly rushed towards the retreating army!

Bruno anxiously leaned half of his body out of the wall: "He, what is he going to do?"

No one answered.

But soon, Red Dragon acted as a good teacher to answer questions.

In the surprised sight of the Imperial soldiers, the red dragon suddenly flapped its dragon wings, and together with Ronald, swooped down into the phalanx of the imperial soldiers!

After a surging cyclone, the red dragon opened its mouth and took the lead in aiming at the mage team who were still in a daze and amazement, and spewed out a mouthful of scorching flames!

Rumble!

The hundred-meter-long flames erupted like a volcano, and they didn't even have time to let out a wail, just turning hundreds of mid-level mages into flying ash in an instant, annihilating them!

In the middle of the military formation, Ronald also began to unscrupulously wave the ice sword in his hand, rushing all the way in the direction of the main formation! Pieces of ice blades as thin as blades and as sharp as blades kept spinning and conjuring up on him! No one was invincible along the way!

In an instant, the retreating Imperial soldiers were stunned!

These sturdy men, who were overwhelmed by the sudden attack, had no idea what they had to do at the moment!

"Why?"

"I don't want to die!"

The soldiers, who did not receive orders from their commanders, suddenly fell into uncontrollable madness. They looked around blankly, trying to get some news from their companions, but all they saw was panic and despair!

Whew, whew.

The heat that melts the rock quickly dissipates and evaporates, bringing out the scorching smell of sulphur and the curling white mist.

The red dragon continued to spew scorching flames, and this time his target was the clergyman of the obscure crusades!

And at this time, after losing the two most important magic combat teams in succession, the Imperial Commanders finally woke up. Anthony, Dragon, Riches and others shouted with amplification magic: "Retreat, retreat!"

Immediately afterwards, the commanders also began to shout.

"Quick, retreat with all your might, don't look back!"

"Run, run!"

Soldiers and officers searched each other, hoping to get their troops in order to evacuate safely.

But.

There was smoke and chaos everywhere.

The carts were entangled with each other, and the horses that saw the fire could not help but neigh, and jumped in shock, trying to free themselves from the reins.

The fire was dazzling, blocking each other's view.

From time to time, bursts of red and scorching light flashed in the sky, making it impossible for the soldiers to touch the north.

"You've stepped on me!" the man who spoke, pushed to the ground by the chaotic soldiers, shouted in despair: "No!ah!ah!

Puff, puff, the shouting soldier was trampled all over his body and spat blood! And he had already broken his broken and cracked arm, and he collapsed in blood, and he couldn't see the original shape at all.

A seemingly lean little bald head, in a voice that was not at all like what a man should have, shouted: "Run, Billy!"

A muscular man with a double axe on his back and his upper body searched blankly, responding loudly to his friend's call: "Wood, Wood, my brother! Where are you?"

With frightened expressions on the faces of the soldiers, the atmosphere of the originally quiet retreat suddenly changed, as if a pot had exploded. Everywhere were people desperately pushing and fleeing, and all kinds of flags in their hands were trampled by the panicked flow of people. Spears, quivers, and flags were scattered in the mud, trampled deep into the earth by the heavy and trampled horseshoe prints.

found that the situation suddenly changed the surname of the drama, and Victoria and the others were also stunned!

Wind Wolf Lardo and General Bruce stared wide-eyed, looking at the red dragon who was spewing flames wantonly, not knowing what expression to make at this moment.

And Bruno, too, puffed out his eyes, so surprised that he didn't even notice when his favorite wide-brimmed felt hat fell!

When she came back to her senses, Victoria pursed her lips, her long slender eyebrows almost twisted into a mess.

When you are desperate, your desire is always so far away.

And when you are discouraged, the opportunity takes the initiative to give you a hug.

Victoria didn't know why, but this proverb that her father often used on her lips suddenly came to her mind.

What the hell is going on? Didn't Morriel just refuse?

Victoria's emerald eyes were full of doubt, but soon, she seemed to understand something.

Could it be you......

She squinted, focusing all her eyes on Ronald, who was struggling to kill the enemy.

In his sight, the black-haired young man shone like a bright starlight, shining in the midst of the armies, completely obscuring the existence of others. The figure of the sword fighting made her unforgettable.