Chapter 318 The Beginning of the Battle

"Your Highness Cassius, let us go with you."

"That old silver dragon is cunning, hypocritical, and full of tricks. He is very likely to bring his disciples to attack you!"

The blue dragon held onto Cassius's front paws stubbornly and begged bitterly.

During this process, Christina did not forget to turn her head and look provocatively at the white dragon that was following Cassius.

"Rua!"

"Bitch dragon, do you want to irritate me? Are you worthy enough to touch the master?"

Tinia hunched over like a mad cat, spread her wings, and growled angrily at the blue dragon.

However, this was exactly what Blue Dragon was trying to provoke.

Christina smiled contemptuously and said mercilessly:

"Look, what you need is reliable allies like us, not a stupid beast like the White Dragon who can't control even the most basic emotions."

"woo"

The white dragon growled from his throat, and the expression on his face became more ferocious.

She wanted to rush up and tear the foul-mouthed blue dragon to pieces, but she couldn't say anything to refute.

Once you really rush up -

Doesn't that prove what the blue dragon said?

If you are disliked and hated by your master, or even fall out of favor later, it will be a waste of time.

"One day, I will tear her mouth apart."

Thinking of this, Tina swallowed hard and kept this thought in mind.

Cassius swung his claws impatiently, mercilessly throwing the annoying blue dragon to the ground nearby:

"Okay, I agree. You can come along too, for the sake of Her Majesty the Dragon Queen."

"But without my order, you are not allowed to act on your own."

"Yes, Your Highness Cassius!"

"It is our pleasure to serve you."

Christina immediately got up from the ground and said ecstatically.

She had tried every possible means these days, disregarding the dignity of the blue dragon, and finally made the cold-hearted red dragon give in a little.

But now that the path has been opened
So can we go a little further?
Thinking of this, Christina's imagination suddenly ran wild and her eyes moved.

She said in a charming voice:
"Since you agree to this, what about Her Majesty the Dragon Queen's decree?"

"roll."

Only Cassius's cold voice came to my ears.

He flapped his wings mercilessly and flew away, leaving the blue dragon alone, disheveled in the wind.

"A guy who doesn't understand the charm."

"But... I seem to smell the scent of rain, a bit like the stench of those silver dragons."

"It's really strange, is this an illusion?"

Christina looked up at the red figure flying at an extremely fast speed, cutting through the sky like a meteor. She gritted her teeth for a moment, but still flapped her wings and followed from a distance.

Twelve blue dragons appeared one after another, following closely behind Christina, forming a very impressive blue dragon team.

The cold wind howled and the snowflakes fell.

The Inaki and Orl rivers were still flowing quietly, and the snowflakes merged into the river surface and turned into icy water.

The north wind once again brought snow to the Okagrar Plain, but the soldiers on the river bank were still busy digging trenches, building bunkers, and nervously preparing for the upcoming battle.

But the players didn't care much, and some even hummed happily, as if this war concerning the fate of the North had nothing to do with them. Many players couldn't help but look up and quietly appreciate the beauty of the snowfield.

“What a beautiful snow scene.”

"It's worth it even if the development is slow at the beginning to see such scenery."

"Yes."

"Huh? Weird, why do I hear music?"

"And why does it sound familiar to me? Like Empire of Angels?"

“Does this game also have this kind of BGM?”

"Also, do you feel that the ground seems to be shaking?"

"Is it an earthquake?"

"No, look there—"

As the players and soldiers exclaimed, a huge army appeared in the distance.

Both the sky and the ground were occupied by the Burning Ember army, and mottled torrents emerged on the originally white snowfield.

The flocks of two-legged flying dragons were like thick dark clouds, flying towards here in a dark mass, and their messy wings covered half of the sky.

On the ground, armored ground dragon beasts as big as hills were moving slowly. Every step they took caused the earth to tremble, and it seemed as if small, rolling mountains appeared on the plains.

The hobgoblins and tieflings were holding brand new rifles and marching in neat steps. The ogres behind them were dragging heavy cannons and breathing heavily, but their eyes were full of excitement.

Dragon-loving holy warriors holding huge shields gathered together, surrounded by a circle of red light, and even the air was about to be ignited.

The rhythmic drum beats continued, and the magnificent music played by the Centaur Military Band echoed like the melody of fate on this vast plain, making the atmosphere of the coming war even more intense.

Across the two rivers, the soldiers and northern nobles looked at the terrifying army in the distance and were shocked. Some were even frightened to the point of fainting on the spot.

"Gods"

"How can there be such an army?"

"This is different from what the intelligence said."

"How on earth are we supposed to defeat this thing?"

However, the army gathered on the Okagra Plain was the absolute elite force of the entire North. Under such a strong sense of oppression, they still maintained the most basic fighting spirit and did not suffer a large-scale rout.

Among the 50,000 soldiers standing here, seven or eight out of ten are private armies raised by various northern nobles, and another part are squire knights. They have been fighting for a certain noble lord for generations, sharing honor and disgrace, and have formed a deep interest bond with the northern nobles.

Even if they surrender, their fate will not be any better.

Therefore, the soldiers here are surprisingly determined.

Even after several rounds of bombardment and baptism of the "Cassius Speech", the number of rebellions and desertions was only over a hundred, which was already very rare, considering that two-thirds of the army led by Loren directly deserted.

Archduke Leo looked at the enemy in the distance, raised his two-handed sword high, and roared with a majestic voice like a lion:
"They are nothing but savage, crude monsters!"

"Soldiers, remember! We Scanians are invincible!"

"And we have even more powerful allies, enough to defeat them!"

As he spoke, Asmo, the descendant of gods from Mount Heaven, brandished the shining silver sword.

Cloud giants, Pegasus, feathered serpents, celestial eagles, roc-winged angels, messengers of justice and others took off into the sky, occupying the sky on the south bank of the river, and confronting the densely packed wyverns and chimeras on the opposite bank.

The appearance of the Shielded Messenger, Armored Guard, Lion of Fortune, Elf Druid and others on the ground positions made the positions on the south bank of the river full of majesty.

These are the reinforcements from Mount Heaven and the Druid Grove. Although they number only a few hundred, they are all mysterious and powerful beings. Their individual strength is even stronger than that of the dragon-blood nobles of the Burning Ashes Kingdom.

The presence of these extraordinary reinforcements also inspired the humans in the coalition forces and boosted their morale.

The voice of "For the Principality of Bosk!" resounded across the south bank.

(End of this chapter)