Chapter 416

Glacier, snow mountain, over niederhogg.

Feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, the black haired wizard sitting on the back of the Dragon mirassis looked at the Dragon King City shrouded in ice fog and smoke in the distance.

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the scorching sun penetrates the dark clouds and snowstorms, and puts a golden red paint on niederhogg in the collapse; In the roar, the legendary King City gradually turned into ruins, countless high towers and palaces collapsed and fell into bottomless glacier cracks

This is probably what the tomb keeper said, the end of dignity?

Touching the broken "rotten wood strip" at his waist, Loren couldn't help but slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

Just as I guessed, the last "valve" from the beginning was not in niederhogg, but was taken to the South as early as the destruction of the Dragon Kingdom - only the most precious legacy that can not be taken away, the "last knowledge"

Isaac and Lucien behind Lauren were not in such a good "mood" - they were trembling with cold, lying on the dragon's back and clasping the Dragon scales, for fear that the wild beast would throw itself down with a swing.

Although this is only the first time in their "Dragon Knight career", it can be seen how bullshit those "Dragon Knights" who can ride a giant dragon and wave long guns, bows and arrows at a height of 300 feet

Not to mention whether the bow and arrow can shoot out when the Dragon flies at high speed. Is it really necessary for someone to fight on such a huge beast that can smash the city wall and burn the high tower by spitting out breath?

According to Brandon, even among the "Dragon Knights" of the de sallion family, very few like to ride the dragon to fight; Especially he himself, because the probability of falling off the dragon's back is too high

"I guess you already know, Loren?" Brandon looked back suddenly. "Your famous ancestor, Roland Turin, the black Duke, once came here."

"Just after he... Er... Betrayed the Holy Cross."

"I know a little, but not much." he raised his eyebrows, and Loren replied calmly. He looked at the prince in front of him in confusion: "why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Because someone might want to know what you saw..." Brandon suddenly muttered.

"Huh?"

"Nothing, just a sudden curiosity!" the Prince changed his face faster than turning the book, grinned and showed a sunny smile: "change the question... Have you found what you want... Have you found any evidence that Roland has arrived at the Dragon King City?"

"These are two questions..."

The black haired wizard couldn't help rolling his eyes and looked helplessly at the face that could still keep smiling in the cold wind: "it's hard to say the former, but as for the latter... It should be."

Brandon's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I found the sign left by Roland on the wall of niederhogg, and there are many bones of Rangers in the king's city. They should be soldiers and followers who have followed the black Duke."

"That position is very close to the center of the whole niederhogg. If so... Roland must have been there."

Looking at the other party's suddenly "enlightened" expression, Lauren, who frowned slightly, couldn't help but say, "by the way, can you also answer me a question - why do the soldiers of duanjieshan fortress respect Roland so much and are even willing to disobey connord's orders for me, a" Turin man "

"Er... It's a complicated matter. It's hard to make it clear directly."

Brandon suddenly pulled a corner of his mouth in embarrassment: "mainly because 'black Duke' once served in duanjieshan fortress. Up to now, there are still many flag regiments established in his period!"

"No, it shouldn't be just because of this?" the black haired wizard shook his head. "If he only served in duanjie mountain, Duke lottel and Duke elmond have served as the commander of duanjie mountain fortress, but the prison guards in the dungeon didn't give him any 'special' preferential treatment because of his identity!"

"There are other reasons for this... Mainly because..."

"If it had not been for Roland Turin, the fortress of duanjieshan would have fallen in the tenth generation!"

The grey pupil boy lying on the dragon's back suddenly looked up, and his silver gray eyes directly ignored Brandon's embarrassing expression: "this is what my father told me - it was not her majesty Charlotte de sallion who won the eighth demon invasion. Even on the contrary, it should have been an unprecedented defeat!"

"Originally... If 'black Duke' Roland Turin didn't appear, maybe that day..."

"It should be the day when the saxophone empire is going to be destroyed!"

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"Dang!"

He tried his best to re insert the flagpole in the middle of the crenel. The panting Ernst dreisis even had no time to rest. Looking at the mess on the wall, he bit his teeth and smashed it on the wall.

Right beside him, the solid north city wall was stained with a thick layer of "dark red", and the dense bones were stacked beside the crenels, in front of the stairs and in the walkways... The smell of the dead was mixed with gunsmoke, which made people tremble.

Fortunately, there are only rotten corpses and a small number of monsters in the incoming demon army, and there is not even a means of attacking the city and long-range attack - the engineers of duanjieshan fortress can stand on the city wall without scruples and destroy them in rows with stone catapults and crossbows.

But the real problem is that even with the cover of the city wall, there are too few defenders in the Fortress - thousands of corpse demons can even fill the trenches with bones and climb up the city wall.

One day and one night, only one day and one night, the garrison of the fortress was killed!

This is only the first round of attack of the demon army. They just lost their momentum and will make a comeback again soon.

Ernst dreisis, who experienced the last invasion, knows very well that this is a group of enemies who do not need rest, logistics, supplies, orders... And so on. Thousands of monsters will only do one thing, that is, tear the enemy in front of them to pieces!

Even the most elite Legion can not feel a trace of fear in the face of such an enemy... Even in those years, many Legion soldiers collapsed under the continuous attack of demons.

The more such a fierce battle, the more it needs the commander to stand up and inspire momentum, stabilize the morale of the army, and keep the garrison strong and sufficient fighting spirit. We can't lose morale by such a continuous bloody battle.

But it is a pity that the person who can do this is not in the fortress of duanjie mountain... He sighed heavily, Ernst dreisis looked up tired and looked at the glacial wasteland ruled by the snowstorm.

Ernst really regretted that he didn't try his best to stop his highness connord from going north - otherwise, his highness would not be trapped in the blood skeleton Valley by an avalanche, but stand in his own position to end the sudden invasion.

Maybe... Because I really don't have the talent like your majesty and your highness Connor, I don't have the courage to block your highness

Suddenly, the middle-aged Knight widened his eyes and unconsciously clenched his hands into fists!

The city wall was shaking violently... In the snowstorm and on the vast horizon, a continuous gray and white "flood" was approaching gradually, rolling on the earth like dark clouds, and the neat and heavy footsteps sounded like war drums!

Obviously, these demons didn't intend to give duanjieshan fortress any chance to breathe. They couldn't wait to launch a new attack even before the end of the last round of fighting.

The sound of the trumpet came from the top of the tower. Ernst dreisis, who suddenly opened his eyes, pulled out his sword, suddenly turned and looked at the Legion auxiliaries who were still in place and didn't know what to do, roaring like a fierce beast:

"Duanjieshan fortress

Ready to fight -!!!! "