Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1105 1087. Cruel and Vicious
Lake Town was like a defenseless cake, which was cut arbitrarily by Smaug using the flames he spewed out as a knife.

In the middle of the town located on a huge rock in the lake, a flame suddenly lit up and shot up into the sky, leaving a fire scar that was enough to scare anyone's heart!

But to the relief of Lann and the elves, Smaug's first wave of low-altitude fire apparently did not notice Bard.

The black arrows held by human archers are the key to this battle.

Bard only has one chance, and everyone knows it. All their subsequent actions are actually just to create opportunity for Bard to shoot that arrow.

"put!"

Following an order from somewhere in the town, more than twenty arrows were fired from all over Changhu Town with sharp sounds of breaking through the air.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A series of arrows all hit Smaug's body accurately as he flew low over the sky.

The dragon's chest was emitting a scorching red light from the inside out due to the flames spraying from it.

But this series of arrows still shot out bright sparks on other parts of its body.

The elite elves, each of them is a powerful archer. Their strength combined with bows and arrows can even ensure that every arrow shoots evenly into solid rocks!

Among the more than twenty arrows, the power of one arrow is very different from the rest.

The tail feathers of the arrow were followed by a trail of white mist. That was the high-density air that was rolled up due to the extremely high speed of the arrow during its flight!

Whether it's speed, strength, or accuracy, they are one step ahead of the elves' elite archers.

But it doesn't make sense.

These twenty-odd arrows only created twenty or so sparks on Smaug's body.

The sharp arrow hit the dragon's scales, making a crisp "clang" sound.

Then it was spun and knocked away, and the remains of the arrow fell in the messy Changhu Town.

The shooting that could even pierce rocks stably, and the arrows that were far superior to those of the elves' elite archers, all felt equally powerless in front of the dragon's scales.

The hardness of Smaug's scales is beyond imagination!
In other words, if it did not have such hardness, it would have died instantly when it was compressed by the huge amount of liquid gold to a thickness of less than five steps.

"Um?!"

Although the series of shots had no effect, they immediately attracted Smaug's attention.

The dragon flame that was originally spraying out of its mouth suddenly stagnated, and its mouth closed, making a sound of surprise and doubt.

It had originally been driven out of the Lonely Mountain by the dwarves who were familiar with the terrain after a battle of wits and courage on the tip of a knife. Although it was now filled with resentment and rage, it was also somewhat frightened.

Compared to the arrogance he showed for a long time after destroying the two cities, Smaug is now much more cautious.

Smaug, who had originally slowed down to get the right opportunity to spray flames, suddenly flapped his wings, creating a strong wind and increasing his speed.

Passing low over Changhu Town.

Legend has it that on the day the evil dragon raided the Lonely Mountain area, the first thing people saw was large trees being broken or blown away by the wind created by the dragon's wings.

Everywhere there was the sound of "crackling" as the wood was broken.

The thick, strong trees, rooted in the soil, were as fragile as toothpicks in the storms blown by Smaug.

This is especially true of the buildings in Changhu Town now.

Wooden houses are not as solid as trees.

Smaug didn't even speed up much, and the storm he created blew a large area of ​​the house back into scattered wooden boards.

The dragon flame that it had just spewed out also suddenly spread out in a large area under the surge of air flow.

"Who are you? How dare you go against me, the great Smaug!"

The silhouette of the evil dragon was hovering in the sky. The cold mist on the lake, the black smoke from the burning buildings, and the dark clouds in the sky were mixed together, and the evil dragon was looming among them.

Its strong chest and voice resonated, and its evil, low-pitched words made everyone in Changhu Town frown uncomfortably.

No one responded to it, everyone just had cold eyes and held their weapons tightly.

But in the dark clouds in the sky, the evil dragon's dim and glowing eyes were vaguely visible.

"Oh! Elves! And humans! I can smell you! I won't make a mistake!"

The evil dragon in the sky jumped out from a cloud of fog and then glided into another cloud of fog.

It surrounded Changhu Town, which was not big to it, but the people in Changhu Town couldn't help but become nervous, turning around, looking around and being alert.

Smaug occupies the sky and has strong mobility. He always has the initiative on the battlefield and can attack from any direction he wants.

As it circled around, the entire Changhu Town looked like a plate of white mice in front of a cold and poisonous snake.

But the evil dragon's cruelty and malice do not stop there.

They were created to carry out the malice of Morgoth, allowing Morgoth's chaotic 'notes' to disrupt the harmonious 'grand music' that created the world.

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"Hehe. Hehehe!" A low and sinister laughter came from the misty fog in the sky against the firelight, intermittently and directly into people's hearts.

"Ah! I understand!"

The dragon's voice was accompanied by the whistling sound of its huge wings cupping the air.

"You all have an appointment with the dwarves, right?"

"You want my throne, you want my treasure!"

The dragon's voice started out with a high and angry tone, but then quickly turned low.

"Hey, there's no one in this shabby town. No one is screaming sweetly or crying out sweetly under my flames. Let me think. Let me think. Ah!"

Smaug made a very deliberate sound of sudden realization.

"You sent those stinking fishermen to the Woodland Kingdom? Or the old Dale? Right?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, they're really well hidden!"

"I'm going to burn them to death right now, so you don't have to worry anymore! Get ready to enjoy the fireworks blooming from the earth, humans and elves! Maybe there will be the sweet screams of your loved ones among them?"

"They will be burned to death right before your eyes!"

When Smaug's low voice came down from the sky, most of the people hiding in the town looked surprised and frightened.

They dared to stay in Changhu Town at this time and were ready to kill the evil dragon. Of course, they were not afraid of death.

But they didn't expect that the evil dragon would decide to kill others to vent his anger so quickly.

Bard was a human being. Although he was a descendant of Girion of Dale, he had never seen a dragon in person. He didn't know that Smaug had such a quick mind and such a vicious character.

Thranduil and the elves had seen dragons, and even witnessed the day when Smaug raided the Lonely Mountain.

But it was precisely because they had seen how powerful and domineering the evil dragon was that day that they felt it was unexpected now.

Based on the elves' understanding of Smaug, why would he let go of those who attacked him in Lake Town?

Whether it is revenge or sadism, the more painful and cruel it is, the better.

Now that the enemy is right under his nose, Smaug is actually going to fly out to find those powerless people who are far away?
But no matter what, this evil dragon, which had been sleeping for more than sixty years, rushed out of Lonely Mountain and appeared in the world again.

Its cruelty and viciousness once again made people feel a sense of panic.

Cruelty and viciousness are not scary, but if cruelty and viciousness appear on a powerful evil dragon, it would be very scary!
In the mist outlined by the firelight, the evil dragon's winding and ferocious figure was swimming in the air.

With its malicious laughter that was so low that it was uncomfortably deep.

But then
"Bang bang bang!"

A sound completely different from the sharp sound of bows and arrows breaking through the air came from Changhu Town!

Gunpowder from the New World provided the explosive force, which was confined in tubes made from the skilled craftsmen and the strong body materials of the Boom Dragon.

Three shots in a row!
With precise aiming, it exploded directly on Smaug's dragon scales!

The blast even dispersed the fog covering the dragon's body in a small area!
In terms of the power of the projectile, the arrow that Thranduil just shot among the elf archers was definitely stronger than the normal bullet of [Dragon's Roar] in Lan's hand.

If the general level of ordinary elven archers is to shoot arrows into rocks easily, then Thranduil's arrows are aimed at the level of piercing through rock walls.

However, the shape of the arrow determines that even if its penetrating power is strong enough, the killing area will not be large and the impact will not be great.

The sharp force stabbed into the dragon's scales, and in the end it felt like a needle prick.

Smaug certainly felt pain, but considering his huge size, it was not a real injury.

But the heavy crossbow [Dragon's Roar] from the New World Survey Team is different.

The huge bullet and the huge impact force mean huge kinetic energy. Even if the bullet cannot penetrate the scales, the impact force can still penetrate into the dragon's flesh layer by layer!

Immediately, the evil dragon's originally low sneer was interrupted by the sound of the explosion.

It was caught off guard during the flight and the impact of the heavy crossbow ammunition disrupted its breathing.

The wings tilted, and although there were some twists and turns, it still landed smoothly on the foundation of Changhu Town, the huge rock in the lake.

At the point where it landed, the townspeople's wooden houses were as fragile as straw houses, and would shatter into pieces with the slightest push.

The same thing happened to the town's foundation. Its huge weight, sharp claws, and hind legs crushed the artificial foundation, and it finally stood firm on the natural rock.

Smaug slowly turned his head in the spreading fire, and the town below him looked like a miniature landscape made of building blocks under his size.

Smaug's sudden forced landing caused the entire boulder to shake, but the man holding the heavy crossbow and standing facing Smaug did not waver at all.

"To put it bluntly," Lann walked towards Smaug under the illumination of the raging fire and the dragon's gaze, and pulled the bolt of the heavy crossbow with a "click".

"You beast, are you frightened out of your wits in the lonely mountain?"

(End of this chapter)