Black Dragon Code

It was the first time Yog Anglamor saw such a battle.

The elite lineup of Kohor, which was originally like a solid wall, was completely destroyed after four rounds of bombardment by the 24-pound gun. The undead knights rushed into the enemy's line without hindrance, and after that, the endless skeleton soldiers also flocked.

Until the end, she still couldn't understand that in Angramo's view, the power of the 24-pound cannon was not that great. Although the momentum was astonishing, the actual lethality was not as direct as that of a high-energy magic.

In fact, this is true, but the way of thinking of the undead is completely different from that of the living. They have no awareness of the twenty-four-pound gun. Humans are not the same, and the psychological pressure on the soldiers is amazing.

The Kohor army did not expect that the undead would have weapons like the "magic cannon" in advance. It is enough to be able to stabilize the front line under three rounds of bombardment. Ordinary soldiers have completely lost the desire to resist. Although the commander tried his best to restore the situation, many soldiers still collapsed due to fear-no one knows whose head the next shell will fall on.

The rout is contagious. When the wave swept across the frontline shield-bearing soldiers, Baifu knew that the situation was out of control. He had to give up some soldiers and evacuate backwards. Otherwise, the army might be buried here if the fight continued. The undead Not afraid of loss.

It's not that he hasn't considered breaking into the enemy's line to carry out the beheading plan, but Angramo has grown a lot, and is no longer the reckless man who took the lead. He no longer exists, and he doesn't think he has the ability to rush to the bottom of the sea of ​​undead bones with a few knights around him.

The soul fire in Anglamor's eye sockets is burning, sharing the vision of the undead knights. She can faintly foresee that the wars of the Black Wing Empire will be very different in the future. She knows her father Caesar Targaryen , With such a powerful weapon in hand, it is impossible for the Black Dragon Emperor to rely on the fangs and claws of monsters to fight.

Do you want to hide it?

This idea popped up in the corpse dragon's mind. She didn't like this change. Swords, claws and magic are the main themes of Elradia. For these weapons that are not driven by magic, Angramo has an inexplicable disgust. Even the... fear of the future?

The war ended with the enemy's retreat. The undead searched for weapons, armor and living people on the battlefield. The sun gradually sank into the mountains. Angramo looked at the blood-red sky and the crows in the distant woods, which rarely appeared Mood swings, feeling a little bleak.

As a core member of the Black Wing Empire, she is well aware of the production process of these artillery pieces, and because of this, she feels more resistance, because the production process of these weapons is extremely simple and easy to mass-produce, and an ordinary person only needs to go through short training,

You can quickly get familiar with and operate it.

In this way, is there still a difference between the strong and the weak?

...

Jon Arthur has not recovered yet.

He didn't understand why he was defeated. The skeleton soldiers were as weak as ants, and they only needed to swing a sword lightly to cut down a piece. There was no particularly powerful spellcaster to cooperate with them, but the soldiers fled in embarrassment as if they had seen a fearful demon king. He couldn't even blame others, because the one who gave up the battlefield was the legendary warrior, Baifu, whom he gave command.

After discovering that the soldiers were in disarray, Baifu immediately ordered to retreat, and the retreat was nearly ten miles.

It wasn't until night fell that they chose a place near the river bank to set up camp, and the scattered knights and crossbowmen gathered along the torches, but most of the troops were still missing, and only six thousand soldiers who were in charge of guarding the undead came back. To 4,000 people, this is the result of Baifu's timely and accurate judgment, otherwise the loss will be even more serious.

But it was undeniably still a disastrous defeat, and now they have to face the difficult situation of facing enemies from both sides.

In the largest tent in the camp, the commanders gathered together and looked at Jon Arthur with a pale face, and the latter's face was not much better.

"Who can tell me how the undead possessed magic cannons, and where did they get such things? Even in trading city-states, magic cannons are strategic weapons that cannot be easily used, let alone flow abroad. Did the Northland make it themselves? Or did the swamp dwarves sell it to them?"

As he said that, he glanced at Bai Fu: "You were on the front line, how many magic cannons do they have?"

"There is no spell caster peeping, I can't tell." Baifu supported his head: "But judging from the roar, there are at least twenty doors."

"impossible."

Jon Arthur frowned and said: "Even if we searched the entire city of Kehor, we still can't gather so many magic cannons. They deliberately amplified their momentum and wanted to cause psychological pressure on our soldiers-it turns out that this trick is very effective. Works."

"No."

Biff shook his head and denied: "I'm not fooled by these little tricks. There are at least twenty magic cannons bombarding our array, but those magic cannons are a little different, Jon Arthur, I think you have to see one look."

The dragon hunter motioned for a few soldiers to come in. They brought a huge iron ball, which seemed to have been dragged back from the battlefield. It was still stained with mud, internal organs, and blood. The stench filled the entire camp. Jonya Se's frown deepened.

"What is this?" he asked.

"I don't know, but the opponent's magic cannon seems to launch this thing for bombardment."

"you sure?"

Jon Arthur looked up and down with hesitant eyes. The magic cannon is a weapon that uses the magic core as the hub and is activated by runes to attack the enemy. Therefore, after each war, the caster needs to maintain and recharge it. , and what it launches are all energy bodies, which will burst at the intended target, and it is impossible to leave any iron balls behind.

"Sure."

Biff showed off the broken gauntlet. At that time, a shell shot straight at his face, but he blocked it with a defensive posture. Although this thing is very powerful, a single shell cannot cause much damage to the legendary warrior , at most it made his arms a little sore.

Next, Baifu described in more detail the scene of the enemy camp appearing when the "magic cannon" bombarded it.

"Iron balls, red light and smoke."

After thinking about it, Jon Arthur shook his head and said, "This is not a magic cannon at all, but an alternative weapon based on the magic cannon. You have been deceived."

"But it's equally astonishingly powerful."

Biff said, "No matter what weapon it is, we have already lost. What are you going to do next?"

Jon Arthur gave him a displeased look, and the word failure sounded particularly harsh to him: "We haven't failed yet." He emphasized: "Although we are in a situation where we are surrounded by enemies, these disadvantages cannot change the final battle situation. Sen can't take it anymore."

He said to Bai Fu: "Build another line of defense to block those waste undead. This time I will return the legendary spellcaster to you, don't worry."

"Here, when the news from Daro comes, we will launch a general attack on the forest of elves. If the black dragon dares to send a young man to deal with the matter here, I will let him know the fate of underestimating us. This war will definitely shall prevail, and Quelkzad protects us."