From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 537 Outside the City
The next morning.

Dongyasi Trading Company set off and headed due north.

Since there was no need to command an army, Jiang Yuan sat in the spacious carriage, and what pulled the carriage forward was a low-level monster between a lizard and a horse, known for its endurance and docility.

Lifting the car curtain, you can see the captains of the company riding their horses. There are only three of these Warcraft cars. The chairman paid a high price when he bought it from the leader of the merchant alliance.

The blood count sat on the shaft of the car and controlled the direction. The silver spider demon was entrenched on the roof of the car. A vampire at the peak level of a knight followed from the side. His role was to send messages during the march.

In the carriage, Jiang Yuan continued to use simple instruments to analyze the Wraith Grass in his hand. Changing the soul's breathing does not affect its structure, but interferes with the frequency and activates it. In short, as long as he has enough control over himself, Whether you have the qualifications to be a mystic or not depends solely on your mood.

[Physique: 8.6]
The Shadow Breathing Technique continues to operate automatically, and his physical strength is always rising slowly but firmly. The domain range reaches eight meters around the body. If this continues, in two or three months, he will be able to try to break through to the gold level. Since October last year , this speed is actually pretty good.

Wei Laiya looked out the window with some loneliness. The sky was gloomy. According to the report of the company's navigator, the coastal areas of the New World will have similar weather in the next half month. An epic typhoon is about to land, which is undoubtedly bad news for the coalition forces.

"Pour the master a glass of wine."

In the carriage, the two brown-skinned maids trembled when they heard this. They had all received relatively basic training these days, but they were still shocked and afraid of the devil's perversion. In the end, the taller one took the step forward and took the lead. He passed the wine jug and filled up the wine glasses on the round table in the room.

Sen pursed his lips and said nothing.

The Dongyasi troops arrived twenty miles outside Nirvana City.

"I will take good care of you." Wei Laiya smiled and patted the maid on the shoulder. When she thought that she did not have the white butler ability of the eldest lady, her smile slowly faded.

"Oh, I really didn't pay attention. An said that one of the maids has a relative who escaped from the tribe, and it's you." Wei Laiya looked at her carefully. She always lowered her head when she was in the church. She only admired him and endured it silently. I was so shy that I didn't pay much attention to my appearance. After all, the excitement range at that time was not here.

Three days later in the afternoon.

"If I remember correctly, your name is Sen." Wei Laiya said that the church's teachings include knowledge of New World languages. According to the secret revealed by the Pope, believers are very important to gods, but not special. It's important, it's related to the doomsday catastrophe. Whenever I ask about it, the other party often gives it a perfunctory answer.

The brown-skinned maid raised her head, her appearance was quite exquisite, and she revealed an indescribable sense of tenderness. The contrast between her skin color and the white in her clothes was very charming, but in fact the person involved knew nothing about it.

"Yes, Your Excellency, Head Maid."

There are plains all around, but there are no indigenous hunters in sight. The gates are closed, and there are no soldiers on duty on the city walls. If it weren't for the vaguely startled birds in the sky, people would even think that they are in front of a dead city.

Nearly 10,000 troops began to set up camp, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. According to news from the rear, the typhoon had made landfall along the port city.

"Sir, there is an abnormality in the east!" A sentry horse galloped wildly. The plains had a good view, so there was no major omission in the observation. The chairman maintained his gentlemanly demeanor. Unless multiple city-states besieged him, there would be no danger in East Asia. The power of resistance.

From an angle that widened the field of vision, countless black spots rushed toward the Dongyasi troops, like a carpet gradually covering the plain. They were a young and powerful army composed of several large tribes united together, with a scale of nearly 100,000 people.

"Deploy the position." The chairman ordered.

After receiving the highest instructions, the company's huge machine immediately started running. The engineering corps built trenches, the artillery was in place one after another, and the horses and traps surrounded it. The employees silently loaded the guns with gunpowder.

After more than ten minutes, the figures of the indigenous warriors had become quite clear, and in that invisible place, four priests performed secret techniques at the same time, shrouded in a super-large fearless halo, and the expressions of the indigenous warriors were gradually replaced by excitement and bloodlust. .

"Fire in formation!"

The shouts of the guardian knights echoed on the battlefield, but were soon overshadowed by the sound of breech-loading muskets swallowing bullets. Six thousand-man marine regiments fired alternately, and ammunition poured down like a rain curtain.

The strong natives at the front raised their shields, and the magic beast skin covered the hard bones, which greatly reduced the lethality of the white gunpowder. Despite this, the natives of the stormtroopers still fell in pieces, and the bullets kept coming. The earth harvests life.

The chairman ordered the artillery battery to fire, and two hundred artillery pieces roared in unison. Thick smoke was everywhere in the sea of ​​people, and the torrent of flames, debris, and shock waves crushed the flesh and blood.

In just two minutes of advance, tens of thousands of young men died, but the indigenous army that should have been defeated remained brave and brave. The number of sacrifices was quite rare. Only when the breathing frequency of the souls is close can they jointly perform secret techniques, and this It means they are from the same origin.

The artillery shells vented their firepower to their heart's content, and the two marine regiments still maintained high-density shooting, but other troops had already loaded bayonets, and the melee group had drawn out the naval scimitars from their waists.

A fight broke out between the two sides, blood and bones wasting away in an instant, and artillery cut off the middle of the indigenous army. From a qualified strategic perspective, only when the offensive queues alternately paused was the perfect time to invest in the last two regiments.

Jiang Yuan had already got out of the carriage at this time. His troops were not here, so there was no need to worry about casualties. The dead black branches spread out from the tail of the Holy Sword of Thorns, piercing the flesh and carefully drawing blood. When the blood was injected into the sword, , this third-level peak sword suddenly bloomed in a frightening black-red color. The war in front of him was an opportunity for him to digest the Red Knight potion and advance the Holy Sword of Thorns.

"Ansel, hat! Captain Dong lets us hold it for ten minutes." The left guard team leader rode across the trench and threw out a black military hat. He is a knight of the Duke's Palace Guards brought by the guardian knight. , had never attended a high-level meeting before where someone more representative was present.

Jiang Yuan grabbed the brim of his hat and threw it away. Theoretically, the military cap did have some effect, as it could prevent his hair from getting stuck in his eyes during battle, or from being grabbed by the enemy during a scuffle, but it seemed redundant to him.

"coming."

The Silver Guard was still waving, but someone suddenly disappeared in front of him. Only the scattered smoke and dust and the exploded ground were left in place. Heavy and swift footsteps stepped out one after another. At the front of the pits, black The red sword light flowed freely, and a straight line of death appeared in the indigenous army. Whether they were ordinary indigenous people or tribal warriors, they all died instantly under the grace.

"Damn, he's actually a monster."

(End of this chapter)