Medieval Aurora: The Rise of the Dragon

Chapter 119 Routines
"Get fame immediately, Ning He will ask for it in the battle."

The port city named Fort Marien has officially entered General Zhengxi's sight.

At this moment, the battle under the city had already begun, and sporadic beastman roars and howling cannons had even reached his ears.

This was an angle that the Beastmen hadn't expected at all. If he inserted himself from the left flank of this chaotic scum, it would be just right for him to kill an opponent and reach the city gate.

Finally, I hope to leave a good impression on the new Highness.

Wei Qing had to fully understand the situation on the entire battlefield before he could charge, because he only had one chance to catch him by surprise.

After carefully studying the situation on the battlefield, he realized the predicament this tall city was facing.

The row of weird-looking beasts were firing unscrupulously, but there were only a few responses from the city. Through the rumbling roar, Wei Qing knew that the target of the charge should be these "cylinders", which put great pressure on the city defense.

He glanced back at the figure of Queen Suzaku hidden in the cloak, hesitated for a while but still didn't speak, and then gestured to Yuan Chenghai who was beside her.

After Xiu Yanqing received the signal, the wind of heaven suddenly rose, taking care of every soldier with his magic power.

The emerald jade was added to the body, and the power of yang spewed out from the knights' bodies. Everyone realized everything that was about to start in front of this familiar feeling of fullness.

They held their breath, waiting for the general's order.

charge!charge!
The moment the flag danced and turned from stillness, Wei Qing skillfully lowered his body, like an arrow leaving the string.

When the speed of the war horse gradually increased, all the sounds converged into a vague buzzing in his ears, and when the panicked face of his target moved from far to near.

Wei Qing can always experience the ultimate romance in life.

Non-stop for a moment, the gun is like a dragon.

General Zhengxi took the lead and pierced into the hinterland of the Beastman warband as the tip of the front arrow array.

"It's our cavalry."

Cheers erupted in the city, and the atmosphere, which was very low because of anxiety, was dispelled in front of this exhilarating surprise.

The image in the telescope is clearly visible.

The horned beasts who were responsible for guarding and moving the Howling Beasts had already been cut into fragments during a round of charge by the Zhengxi Cavalry Station. There is no need to watch the next scene, the Howling Beasts are gone.

Li Wenhao put down the mirror in his hand, and said with some emotion:
"The people in the Northern Wei provinces are really good at fighting."

"Weibei provinces." Lin Qi chewed on the term, and immediately thought of more. "Biaolong Miaoying, my sister."

After learning that he still has eight other brothers and sisters and the two lords of the Dragon Emperor, Lin Qi had made many guesses about them, and from several envoys from various provinces, he also got a glimpse of some of them. The traits of the lord.

The unruly Li Wenhao, the seemingly simple and honest Dezi, and the dignified Zhao Boya.

However, the one from the northern provinces of Wei, he hasn't really come into contact with the characters about her.

If you want to ask Lin Qi's impression of these brothers and sisters who have never met before, apart from Shen Zhu, he is actually most curious about this dragon named Miaoying.

After all, the eldest daughter of the Dragon Emperor is the only one who came to find her in person.

"After finishing these things, it is indeed time to go back and take a look."

In fact, Chenlong was also slightly apprehensive in his expectation, because of the content mentioned in that cloudy and foggy memory.

True Dragon Blood Oath.

"Let Yuyong get ready, we have to bring these fighters back." Lin Qi waved his hand, and after explaining a sentence, he gave Li Wenhao the opportunity to command Yuyong to attack.

Before he even entered the battlefield, he already felt the blood boiling in his body, and at the same time he secretly warned himself.

It's just a little exercise, don't overdo it.

Power flowed along Chenlong's spine to his limbs, and rows of purple dragon scales awoke all over his body. Shenlong announced his existence with a long cry, and then rushed directly under the city wall.

The Howling Beast is taking care of the Yuyong Lancers under General Zhengxi's command. While these ugly beasts possess great power, they have completely lost the ability to move on their own.

Because they are so heavy, this is exactly a heavy artillery in a turtle shell.

The thick epidermis soaked in the power of chaos must rely on the acceleration generated by the charge to stab through it with a long spear. After entering the distance where cavalry spears are not convenient for combat, the knights' one-handed swords need several times to slash with all their strength. able to kill this beast completely.

The overall speed was slowed down, and Wei Qing saw the changes on the battlefield. He realized that if this continues, even if all these Howling Beasts are destroyed, the price will not be worth the loss.

Hit and go, no more delay.

Just when he was about to lead the team to abandon the remaining targets, a dragon roar that made his skin crawl came from above his head.

The purple dragon seemed to be flying through the clouds, its sharp claws gleaming with cold light grabbed the Howler beast and immediately twisted it into a ball of shredded meat.

"His Royal Highness is coming! Come with me! Kill!" The morale of the whole army suddenly rose. Back to the peak of his state.

Swords and shadows crisscrossed, blood spilled across the desert.

Suddenly, the horse under the crotch of a knight sprained his ankle, and a bad feeling came from under him.

The ground is becoming soft.

At the last moment of his life, he uttered a loud cry:
"Watch your feet!"

The originally hard soil deteriorated into a muddy swamp at an extremely fast speed. When the change was completed, the screaming shaman lurking in the cavity of the last Howler stopped waving his bone staff.

From the cunning plot of Cossack One-Eyed.

No human being knows what kind of hidden dangers exist in this seemingly perfect and powerful creature of flesh and blood like the Howling Beast.

With a lifespan of only two days, these cannons can only survive two rising and setting suns.

For this reason, the champion direhorn set a trap with these herd war monsters with almost no residual value. They hide themselves underground, waiting for the enemies who are hooked, and then use the shaman's spell to launch a trap from the ground. raid.

Countless long-horned beastmen crawled out of the mud, and some unlucky ones struggled endlessly because they couldn't pull out their bodies. They brandished poorly made man-chopping axes, and their bodies gleamed with the blessings of the blood god, shouting A roar of unknown meaning rushed towards the formation of the cavalry.

The leader was the blood-stained beast lord, and the big horn that symbolized the Khorne emblem kept shaking because of excitement. The Cossack was a little excited, because there was actually a target of the blood god among the prey caught in the trap.

My plan succeeded, and I finally got to kill this terrible monster.

However, the moment they fought, Cossack One-Eyed felt something was wrong.

This is not quite right with what I imagined. How could these people not be shaken after being ambushed?And why is the power of this strange-shaped behemoth so great?

Wait, who set this trap for whom?

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