The already chaotic front was effectively sorted out, the attack of the Solan Kingdom army was also contained, and the emperor's presence in person greatly boosted the morale of the entire Valstad army.

However, the biggest problem at present has not yet been solved.

The three remaining dragons still wreak havoc in the dark skies, bloodthirsty and furious beasts that are invincible on the battlefield and inflict massive casualties.

The herald brings a sad news:

"I'm sorry for the bad news, ladies and gentlemen, General Segurt has died in the line of duty, he was caught high in the air by a dragon, and then thrown down and fell to his death, and now the 121st Grenadier Division is under the command of Colonel Dora, the deputy commander of the division."

"Oh! Oh, my God...... No! Brother Segul! ”

Hearing the news of his best friend's death, Field Marshal Lanfield was so angry that he scolded:

"Fucking bastard voodoo! Those damn tropical brutes! Where did you find these? I'm going to concentrate all my artillery fire and smash all these damn dragons to the scum! ”

"Wait!" The emperor pressed the marshal's shoulder:

"Calm down, Lanfield, please calm down, your idea is unrealistic.

I just went outside to see it, those three dragons flew too high, and the firing elevation angle of our cannon was not enough at all,

Even if you can barely reach it, you don't have enough accuracy, it's a complete waste of time and ammunition, and it's safer to continue shelling enemy infantry columns. ”

"But...... Your Majesty, if you let them fly around like this, our army will be too passive,

Don't you see it yet? The enemy is systematically eliminating our senior generals, and if this continues, they will sooner or later reach the headquarters, and the next one to be targeted by the dragon may be me, and then you! ”

This sentence obviously violated the proper etiquette of a courtier, and the emperor's attendant military attache frowned and wanted to intervene, but the emperor himself shook his head generously, indicating that it was harmless.

Marshal Lanfield's emotions became more and more agitated as the tragic reports came, and he was overwhelmed by anger and yelled at everyone.

The emperor was just patiently dissuaded from the sidelines, and she thought that the marshal's faux pas was excusable,

With more than half of the Guards lost in one day, Field Marshal Lanfield had lost too many of his relatives and friends, many of whom had been killed by the dragons.

The marshal's tough face flushed, and he cursed King Solan and the Voodoo cult incessantly, greeting their ancestors one by one in Valstad's folk swear words.

The Emperor comforted softly: "Don't be impatient, my marshal, I have a way to deal with those big flies, but it will take some time to prepare, and besides, I still have a trump card that I don't use." ”

She unbuttoned her collar, pulled open the stiff collar, showed the marshal the old collar she wore around her neck, and continued;

"This is my killer weapon at the bottom of the box, although the power of this thing is great, it is a pity that it can only be used once, and it must not be used rashly until it is absolutely necessary, you can rest assured, Marshal, I can deal with this situation."

As he spoke, the Emperor gently stroked his collar as if he were caressing a grenade, as if he feared that the ring would explode at any moment.

Lanfield didn't understand what his monarch was saying, but his mood finally eased.

At this time, with a large number of reinforcements from the Valstad Empire crossing the ridge to the front line of the battlefield,

The army of the Solan Kingdom has lost its numerical advantage, and it is even more inferior in terms of equipment and training of soldiers, so it can only rely on the advantage of the dragon to take advantage of it.

After turning the fortress into a dead city, the plague dragon knight Kassandra mysteriously disappeared, and the other two dragon knights continued to wreak havoc on the battlefield.

The Don't Starve Dragon Knight Rafalia Jerry Kenser's way of fighting seems to be very steady,

After leaving the effective range of his rifle, he condescendingly stared at one of the Empire's infantry divisions, then chanted incantations with his staff in hand and began to perform black sorcery;

The locusts parasitic in the dragons of famine poured out of their nests, these pests had a sense of community, they had been controlled by the sorcery of the dragon knights, and rushed into the Imperial army like a dark cloud.

The soldiers were unable to raise their guns to aim in such confusion, and suffered heavy casualties after several volleys from the Solan Kingdom army, and they had no choice but to desperately slap the locusts in their faces.

On the other side of the battlefield, the Dreaddragon Knight Zavangrum's combat style is very aggressive, and the bloodthirsty and murderous tribal chief constantly swoops down on the crowd, and he picks officers specifically to attack.

The Dreaded Dragon's giant claws were able to grab an officer each time, then fly high into the air and throw him into meat sauce, causing great panic among the Imperial soldiers.

At this time, Emperor Valstad had already left the headquarters of the Great Tent to go to the front, and on a high ground not far from the fortress, the Emperor rode on his war horse and looked out over the battlefield, surrounded by many high-ranking officers.

A scout hussar dismounted:

"Your Majesty, we have just searched the museum, and it does have what you want, but unfortunately most of them have been aged and damaged, and only five have been found in total, and the sappers have already dragged them out, and now they are arranged in a position about 200 meters ahead, and the good news is that the enemy has not yet discovered that position."

"Well done! Take us to see it! ”

With that, the emperor urged his war horse to gallop down the heights, followed by the generals.

The position is located outside an old castle with a long history dating back hundreds of years to the days of knightly warfare.

At that time, it was the fortress of a feudal noble lord, who was known for its ability to fight, and the castle was full of knightly war weapons, armor, and various siege equipment.

After the family was dissolved, the castle was handed over to the local government, and over time the castle has been transformed into a museum, welcoming knightly war enthusiasts and tourists from all over the world.

Emperor Salentos Midknight visited this museum with his father when he was a child.

She remembered that it was autumn, and the little princess who loved to dance with knives and guns ran and jumped in the huge castle, and she used her small arms to hit the scarecrow target with a mace, which caused the principality of the time to laugh.

After so many years, the princess of that year has become the emperor of Valstad, and she revisits her hometown, and those old memories are still vivid, which makes her feel emotional.

At that time, outside the castle, my father took me by the hand and explained to me the structure of the castle drawbridge, I still remember...... What a soft, warm hand!

In a trance, the emperor reached out again to look for it, and those warm hands were long gone, and then she thought of her adopted son and daughter, her nose was sore, but she still didn't cry after all.

The generals around him only saw the emperor pondering for a moment, and thought that she was planning a strategy, but they didn't know what kind of waves were set off in the heart of this iron-blooded emperor.

The light cavalry scout said: "Your Majesty, everything you want has been deployed, and the sappers are debugging, please go this way, be careful of the rubble on the ground." ”

The Emperor followed the scouts to the other side of the castle, where five siege crossbows were lined up in two rows and neatly arranged on the newly constructed positions.

Each siege giant is surrounded by a busy group of sappers who are attaching bowstrings to the crossbows, testing firing mechanisms, and lubricating rusty gears.

The Emperor was grateful that these huge siege machines had survived to this day thanks to the meticulous care of the museum staff.

Who knew that these old antiques would suddenly be put to use, after all, no one could have predicted the attack of the dragon.

"Very well, that's exactly what I wanted, you guys worked hard." The Emperor said.

Marshal Lanfield scratched his head and asked suspiciously, "Your Majesty, are you going to use these old antiques against the dragon?" ”

"That's right, don't look at these siege crossbows that have been eliminated by the times, but they still have their unique advantages,

The bolt is much faster than the cannon, and the most important thing is that it has an astonishing elevation angle of 75 degrees, and the steering is much more flexible than the cannon. ”

"Your Majesty...... You're right, but ...... How do you attract dragons? ”

The Emperor smiled:

"I'm here to be the bait myself, so I don't have to worry about catching big fish!"