Chapter 173 Battle of Dragon Valley
Dragon Valley, in front of the Rock Fortress.

The dragon vein monsters were on full alert, growling one after another.

The two-legged dragons were flying in the sky in a dark mass, their wings close to each other, like thick dark clouds, blocking out the sunlight.

The Desert Land Dragon made a rumbling sound, like beating a drum, trampling the ground wantonly. Three Chimeras stood on the edge of the cliff, and their three heads roared in unison.

The dragon vein hobgoblins and lizardmen were stationed in the fortress, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Although the most elite troops had already been transferred to the south, the followers who remained in the Dragon Valley were still the backbone of the former Burning Embers Nest. Many of them were veterans who had participated in the Battle of Trier, but had not yet followed the red dragon to the south.

During the time that Cassius was away, Doro's trusted subordinate, the earth elf Dror, became the temporary steward of Dragon Valley.

He obtained the position that Doro had always dreamed of, but unfortunately the center of the Burning Cinders Kingdom has now moved to North Wind Castle, and the Dragon Valley is now more like an important border defense area and a major source of troops.

"call--"

The cold wind howled and rushed into the valley.

Dror sneezed and his expression became more serious.

"It is just as Lord Doro said, they will come with the cold wind."

"Frost Giant"

The hobgoblin stood at the highest point of the Rock Fortress and looked into the distance, only to see many huge figures appearing on the horizon - that was a large army of frost giants.

Hundreds of frost giants, either riding on huge tundra land dragons or running on the ground, attacked towards the valley, accompanied by clouds of steam.

Due to the giants' rapid march, even the ground was shaking violently.

As the temporary director of the Dragon Valley, Dror had little experience, so he did not do any unnecessary pre-war mobilization. He just raised the spear with the Burning Emblem in his hand, imitated the appearance of Doro in his memory, and shouted loudly:
"For the Burning Kingdom!"

"Fight for the Great Red Dragon!"

The monsters below were suddenly shaken and cheered for a long time.

"Hooho-"

They had all experienced that battle, and their worship of the red dragon was almost like worshiping a god, not to mention that the Burning Ashes Kingdom also allowed them to fill their stomachs.

These frost giants are certainly powerful, but their followers with dragon blood only feel the excitement of facing powerful enemies - they are the minions of evil dragons.

In the frost giant formation, Baya also waved the dragon bone pickaxe in his hand and let out a war roar.

"Take this fort!"

"Let them see what frost is!"

The frost giants rushed in with the cold wind.

However, they first fell into the traps dug by the kobolds, these inconspicuous guys are trap masters. Several frost giants were caught off guard and fell into the specially made deep pits, pierced by sharp spears.

There was even a tundra land dragon that tripped over the steel cable and fell down with a heavy wail, crushing the knight on its back to death and also flattening the two frost giants.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Following Dror's command to "fire", the roar of artillery fire from the Rock Fortress shook the entire valley.

One shell after another fell on the heads of the Frost Giants, shrapnel flew everywhere, dust splashed everywhere, and several unlucky Frost Giants were killed on the spot.

Baya was somewhat surprised to see the casualties coming so quickly, but he still roared:
"These little tricks won't work on us!"

“Let’s go to the top of the mountain!”

Several of their fellow tribesmen fell one after another, but the frost giants had no intention of retreating.

"Hiss—"

With noisy roars, the "dark clouds" in the sky descended, and hundreds of wyverns swooped down in a mess, spewing out blazing flames, biting with their teeth, or attacking with their tails with poisonous barbs. After suffering the first wave of losses, the frost giants immediately launched a counterattack.

They are natural enemies of dragon-like creatures and are very experienced in hunting these flying lizards.

The frost giants threw huge rocks into the sky, knocking down the flying dragons. They took the opportunity to catch the dragons when they dived, and brought them to the ground to fight with them.

These frost giants are larger and more powerful than flying dragons. A flying dragon that is dragged to the ground will often be torn into pieces and shredded into rags.

"Annoying flying insects!"

Baya leaped high again and hooked down a wyvern with a dragonbone pick.

The frost giant warrior used his weight advantage to drag it to the ground, pressed it under his heavy body, and then exerted force with one hand to forcibly break the slender neck.

"Thorn-"

Blood and flesh splattered on Baya's scorched face. He grinned happily and prepared to rush towards other targets again.

However, after the wyverns launched their attack, the ground forces of the Dragon Valley immediately followed up, launching an attack while the giants and the wyverns were entangled.

"March!"

Dror shouted the order.

At this moment, his heart was extremely excited, and the hand holding the saber was trembling slightly. He used to be a member of the Line Corps. He followed Dolo to participate in the volley military exercise and also participated in the Battle of Trier. Now it was finally his turn to command the Line Corps.

The Hobgoblin Line marched in step to the beat of the satyr drums.

The frost giants threw stones from time to time, knocking down a few hobgoblins, but the troops behind them could quickly replenish them.

When the hobgoblin troops were fifty steps away from the frost giants and could almost smell the stench of the giants and feel their breath, Dror finally gave orders again, just like Doro had done before.

His heart was pounding, and he didn't know whether it was because of excitement or nervousness.

"preparation--"

The hobgoblins followed their daily training, raising their rifles and making a constant rattling sound.

"Fire!"

The hobgoblin pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The gunfire whistled, a row of green smoke slowly rose from the muzzle, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air.

Not far from the queue, several frost giants first tilted one after another, then fell down with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust.

These giants are huge in size and much easier to hit than ordinary targets. Often, several expanding and deformed shrapnel shells penetrate the thick skin and drill into the body of the Frost Giant, wantonly destroying his huge body, causing these tenacious and brave Frost Giants to lose their lives easily.

"what--"

"It hurts!"

The Frost Giant was even struggling on the ground, his face grim and he maintained a fighting posture. He couldn't understand why he would die so easily.

Baya was also shocked by the effect of the volley. He put down the dragon that was ravaged beyond recognition and stared at the line troops in the distance with an extremely gloomy expression:

"Damn."

"How could these little creatures kill our warriors so easily?"

You have to know that there are only more than 500 adult frost giants in the Everfrost Tribe. Every frost giant warrior is a valuable asset. If he causes too much damage, he will be held accountable, even if he is the clan leader's brother.

　The review is against the sky, I vomited
　　
　
(End of this chapter)