The elemental giant thunderstorm horned mountain dragon easily tore through the city wall and the defense line behind it.

The surrounding alpine positions that were gathering fire towards the Thunderstorm Horn Mountain Dragon were bombarded by lightning bombardment from between the twisted dense forests.

The rune wind shield prepared to resist the storm attack on that side was easily torn open by the lightning bombardment.

Battles, artillery and ancient cannons were destroyed in the bombardment of the Thunder Mountain Dragon.

And those positions that do not have the color of the Sky Death will be attacked by the Winged Claw Wyvern and the Wing Blade Wyvern.

Even without such cover, even with the interference of Death in the Sky, the powerful destructive power of the Winged Claw Wyvern and the Blade Wyvern will allow them to destroy the artillery weapons that are constantly weakened in the gradual chaos of battle.

In such a roar of artillery fire, as long as the wing group is disturbed by the death of the sky, it will immediately move, not staying in place for even a second, bombarding the position as fast as possible, roaring filial piety, letting its wind vortex wind blades roll and wreak havoc in the fortress positions one after another, and the violent wind vortex in the wing claws in the mouth will rotate at high speed, gathering and killing these dwarves who launched resistance on a large scale.

And when the Crucible Weapons appear on the battlefield to support the artillery position, the resistance from the sky and the Wyvern will fall on them.

However, these are always in the minority –

One by one, the armored dragon blades struck at the location of the furnace weapons, and the blood-streaked armblades and blood-streaked scale blades swung to break through the small and medium-sized weapons that swirled with flames, destroying them.

Under the leadership of the Abyss Dragon, these mechanical dragons that drilled into the ground during the attack of the flying dragons smashed into the furnace weapons like chariots.

However, it was at this time......

A huge wave of fireballs exploded in the sky of the mountains, and the flames that were very different from other elemental bombs and aimed at transmitting information swirled, and the weapons located outside the range of the front and support battlefields roared.

It was a bizarre machine that looked like it had only a few feet, and even a new one without a trace of dust, indicating how short it had been in the queue.

However, when the teleportation firebomb exploded in the sky, the dwarves in charge of controlling the machines logged into the machines.

With the sound of feet on the ground, this strange machine like a large spider played its greatest role in the artillery positions far from the central battlefield.

With the brilliance of the runes, a huge spider-like machine sank the body in the center, and the huge mechanical shell was dented or protruding everywhere, and the ancient cannon that was imitated was bitten with the depression and protrusion.

Huge, heavy imitation of ancient wararms, rose from the ground at this moment.

In the sound of the dwarves driving the resonance components of the rune life force, they were lifted upward, and in the handover and upward movement of the rune components, this imitation of the ancient cannon gained the ability to move.

With a loud bang, these ancient guns, which had been set up to prevent the enemy from breaking through from other directions, began to assemble towards the central battlefield.

Among the weapons, the dwarves' eyes shone with the brilliance of runic vitality.

If the enemy thinks that the guns of the mountains can only be fixed, then he is very wrong!

Soon, they will be in support of the frontal battlefield!

It's just that when they just started and moved with the spider-like steps, black shadows suddenly attacked the sky.

"It's an attack!"

The weapons and artillery that were still in the position immediately launched support towards the sky, intercepting the enemy in the sky with blazing artillery bombs, and once again trying to kill the attacking land with the usual interceptions and precise blocking of ancient weapons.

At the same time, the spider-like steps of this huge transportation weapon were still moving in a staggered manner, and there was no intention of stopping at all.

But......

At this moment, a strange sound of a storm roaring suddenly sounded.

A strange cone-shaped object, propelled by the Howling Storm, pierced the night sky and struck the metal shells of these weapons in a glimmer of light.

With a metallic explosion, the storm whistled and spread.

......

The same thing is happening everywhere.

On the other side, in the other direction, when the attack from the frontal battlefield attracted the attention of the mountains, and even some of them were already driving their weapons to support, the dwarven troops stationed here on the southwestern border did not provide support.

Not only them, but even the surrounding fortress garrisons did not come to their aid.

The spider-footed weapons deployed in the rear line of defense were not merged with the guns.

Because, the huge twisted forest that spreads out above the mountain range, I don't know how many enemies are hidden.

However, at this moment, one after another, in the dark night, rose from the huge twisted forest and flew into the sky.

At this moment, the dwarves subconsciously "confirmed" the enemy's tactics -

Is this indeed the enemy's choice of breakthrough?

"Don't let up, the order conveyed by the Royal Castle is that among the dragons of the 'Tyrant', there is another extremely old dragon or even an ancient dragon, and they will never choose to break through only one way......"

"Ready to shoot!"

"Escort troops prepare wind shields!"

"The Crucible Weapons are ready to be dispatched!"

One command after another was given, as if they had seen the enemy in the mountains and forests launching a surprise attack towards the mountain positions on the southwestern border—

Relying on night vision, the dwarven gunners and reconnaissance units in the mountains were able to faintly see the enemy flying out of the mountains and forests.

It was exactly what they were guarding against, the flying dragon and wurm that should only be of the green dragon race.

The "tyrant" is the wind dragon, so what about the other?

However, while the dwarves were waiting for them, one after another strange wyvern with four pairs of wings rose directly into the sky.

Compared to the Feathered Wyvern or the Pterodactyl, each pair of their wings is not too small -

When the two pairs of wings are staggered and flapping, the other two pairs of wings are closed downwards to form a protection.

Lepidopterans are better suited for defensive warfare centered on their own positions, but that doesn't mean they can't attack.

But......

Their target is not the southwestern frontier of the Kingdom of Mountains.

The whistling sound of the storm resounded in the night sky.

When the poisonous feather flying dragons sprinkled poisonous mist, making the dwarf border troops on the southwest border nervous, and issuing orders one after another, preparing for attacks and preparing to counterattack, this Lepidopterand directly pounced into the interior of the mountain kingdom.

It was also at this moment that the garrison troops on the mountain border were stunned.

The dwarves had never imagined that the Veliosaurs would be abandoned in this way on the battlefield with the massive twisted giant trees that had grown catalytically on the mountains beyond the southwestern frontier.

They had rightly considered that those twisted trees were in preparation for some kind of conspiracy.

I even thought about what kind of raid they would launch under the cover of that dense forest.

Whether it is above ground or underground, on the southwest border, the dwarves have made corresponding precautions.

Even now, the dwarves couldn't believe that the huge, twisted forests that spread across the mountains weren't preparing for a surprise attack on the southwestern frontier.

However, this is the case.

The Commander Jura led the herd of Lepidopterans, streaking across the night sky of the mountains and flying into the kingdom.

Soon, artillery shots, and bullets with purple thunder shot into the sky.

"Did you find out?"

Jura ordered the troops to increase their flight altitude and disperse, without any stops, and continued to fly with the wings.

Relying on their ability to "build" to attract attention and distract their forces is their greatest purpose.

Relying on mobility, they are able to quickly rush to the battlefield where they are needed.

The large, twisted jungle was nothing more than a short rest and misdirection before confirming the enemy's countermeasures and movements.

Before those weapons and artillery, these huge and twisted dense forests did not do much in themselves.

Jura has long understood this.

However, this does not mean that their actions are useless.

"War is attrition."

When both sides are doing useless work, whoever consumes more and pays the greater price will be whose failure.

But......

Its mind raced.

The enemy's last resort should be taken out.

If there are only these means, then these dwarves will surely perish.

However, the type of bounty that His Majesty has given it continuously during this time, which has only been available for a long time, has made it understand that the enemy cannot be limited to this.

It should not only be it, but the other Nest Dragon Commanders should have also received such a gift.

Nearly twenty meters above the huge figure, four pairs of lepidopterin wings flapped.

And Jura's speculation was soon verified.