Sky Dragon Rider

No one noticed that outside the arena, under the royal box, there was a royal guard wearing a high-tech armor from another world and civilization, and recorded the whole process of the duel without any omission. .

After all, in reality, there are not so many guys who are full of food and like to think wildly. Just like the human beings on the earth subconsciously regard the magic circle as a technological creation, the human race in this world also regards guns and "dragon generals" as rare alchemy weapon.

What's more, in this country, Lord Mo Lin, who once had the honor of being a dragonrider, has a female apprentice named Qi Fei who is a high-ranking alchemist beside him, which is even more amazing.

Through high-precision optical, infrared imaging and laser detection modules, and the comparison analysis and deduction of the land-based fighting database owned by "Dragon General", at least [-]% of the accuracy of the target's fighting style and real strength can be estimated.

Lin Mo has his own reasons for doing so. Even if the warriors participating in the war between the Tesi Empire and the Republic of Portland lose their combat effectiveness in the battle, they can still evaluate the true level of the combatants of the two countries, and even simulate the "Shangsi" and the The number of "Xiasi" and the probability of ranking in the battle.

In this extremely tragic battle, even a slight advantage may become the key to the survival of both sides.

boom! ~

The front hooves of the heavily armored horse stomped heavily on the ground, causing the ground to shake without warning. Whether it was Lin Mo or the Portlander's war archer, Qiqi's pupils shrank. This heavy horse Riding a war horse seems a bit unusual.

Covered by heavy armor, it is airtight, and only when the four hooves are close to the ground can the hooves be vaguely seen. There are many corners and sharp edges extending from the head to the toes, which are completely wrapped like a horse. Hedgehog tank, it is difficult to judge the breed of war horse.

It's just that looking at the three-dimensional image of the bones modeled by the detection feedback of "Dragon General", I am afraid it is not an ordinary mount, but there is still a sense of familiarity, and Lin Mo has to start searching his memory for comparison.

Without any hesitation, the moment the battle aura flashed on the Portland War Archer's body, a long steel arrow full of battle aura shot out.

Jingle! ~

A long standard cavalry spear, like a python coming out of a hole, happened to hit head-on the long stainless steel arrow that shot straight at the knight's chest. At this time, dust was flying on the duel field, as if a brown-yellow salon had been pulled up behind it, re-emerging. The outfitted war horse launched a full sprint with an astonishing starting acceleration.

A heavy knight can become the king of the battle on the battlefield, so he naturally has a ferocious attack power.

Even though the ground was paved with sand, the sound of the horseshoes stamping on the ground was still like a heavy drum beating, shaking the entire duel arena through wind spells.

Sara, the eighth-rank gold archer of Portland's "Storm Eagle", seemed to have expected his first shot to fail, and at the same time ascertained the opponent's strength, he began to move calmly, At the same time another arrow hit the bowstring.

Since there is no advantage to take advantage of, it is necessary to implement the well-regulated tactics of shooting people first and shooting horses.

The speed of his feet was not slow, and while maintaining a zigzag route to reduce the chance of being caught by the opponent to accelerate and approach in a straight line, he drew his bow and launched an arrow strike against the horse.

When the cavalry charged at full speed, both the speed and the impact were quite terrifying. The only thing Sarah, the Portland war archer, could rely on was the advantage of flexible steering.

However, the cavalry has a natural advantage over the infantry. The Slan knight Meslid is also well aware of this. Like the opponent, he tries his best to give full play to his advantages and finds the opponent's weakness to launch a fatal blow.

Both the enemy and the enemy have the characteristics of high attack and low persistence. Once the archer exhausts his arrows, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and the physical strength of the heavy knight is also limited. Once the exhausted horse loses its combat effectiveness, it will be like a turtle in a jar People do whatever they want.

On the narrow and bare ground, there is only one opponent, the heavy knight and war horse have enough physical strength to squander, and the dark steel lance is like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, shaking the spear flowers with sharp edges, Intercept the sharp arrows shot at his mount.

boom! ~

A ball of fire exploded from the tip of the spear, and there was a violent tremor from the shaft of the lance, and he almost fell out of his hand.

"Charge! 'Severn'!"

Meslid, the commander of the Second Division of the No.19 Legion of the Slan Empire, who represented the empire, shouted the name of the mount and clamped his legs heavily at the same time.

"Roar!~"

The heavily armored warhorse actually let out a terrifying low growl that was absolutely unheard of by ordinary horses. Four black clouds instantly appeared under its feet, and its speed suddenly increased a lot.

"White Night Ghost?!"

Lin Mo was startled suddenly, and Sara, the war archer of the Tesi Empire, also exclaimed. The spellcasters outside the battle field all noticed the violent fluctuations in the energy of the dark element system.

The Slan heavy knight Meslid's sprinting speed reached an unbelievable extreme in an instant, like a black lightning that rushed straight to the Portland war archer Sarah.

Zhang Xu's spear was extremely steady in his hand, pointing directly at the target.

"Shadow Charge!~"

"Ah!~"

As if blown by a gust of black wind, the place where Portland War Archer was standing just now was empty, and then he looked carefully at the heavy knight of the Slan, and War Archer Sara was picked on the tip of the spear, piercing through the chest. To the back, he hangs his arms weakly, his lost eyes widen, and the melee blade bow in his hand still refuses to let go, as if he still feels unbelievable about his death in battle.

White Night Ghost Xie, a ninth-level dark-type shadow-type monster, looks similar to a war horse, but it is by no means unrecognizable at a glance. The top horns and blade spines on the heavy armor it wears are definitely things that come with the armor, but From the main body, after putting on the heavy cavalry armor, it looks like an extraordinarily ferocious and tall war horse.

Until it let out a weird growl and launched the talent spell "Chasing Shadows" with its four hooves, waiting for an opportunity to launch a full sprint, and the speed doubled, so that the Portland War Archer couldn't react in time, and was directly shot through the chest, violently The fighting spirit rushed straight into his body, and he died on the spot.

Just as the Slans did not expect that Nathaniel, the ninth-level wind swordsman of the Tesi Empire, was still a fourth-level archer, the Portlanders also did not expect that the Slan heavy knight Meslid The mount turned out to be a ninth-order dark-type beast Baiye Guixie.

Information asymmetry created an unexpected advantage, and the Portland War Archers, who seriously underestimated the opponent's mount, paid the price of their lives for their mistakes.

The dark system has extremely high speed and agility. Even if there is no heavy knight Meslid to help intercept the arrows with a lance, it is not easy for the eighth-level war archer to hit this ninth-level monster, let alone until the battle In the end, Meslid did not fully demonstrate his strength.

One hit kill! ~

There was a moment of silence in the surrounding auditorium, and then there was a burst of cheers.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Long live the Islamic Empire!"

"Well done! Just kill the Portland sons of a bitch!"

"Long Live the Empire!"

"Slan! Slan! Slan!"

The entire duel field boiled instantly. Although most of the Muslims couldn't see the attack at that moment clearly, for them, as long as they killed the enemy, that was enough.

Compared with the suffocation of the previous match, the crispness and agility of this battle made people feel hearty and hearty. It just rightly detonated the volcano that the Muslims were stagnant in their hearts, and released their most passionate emotions completely and unscrupulously.

The Islamic heavy knight Meslid carried his opponent's corpse with one hand and drove his mount around the field for a week, calmly accepting the cheers and praises from the audience.

When turning to the direction of the Silan royal box, hold the mount, lift the enemy's corpse to the highest point, let the blood flow down the lance until it climbs up to his body, and beat his chest with one hand in salute.

This is the knights of the empire claiming credit for their emperor.

"Okay! Well done!" His Majesty the Emperor of the Slan Empire, Cyril St. Silan, would not be stingy in rewarding the meritorious ministers, and passed down a message on the spot: "A pardon for meritorious nobles, and a piece of land as a reward! The military department Evaluate, if the conditions are met, you will be promoted to another level, and you will be briefly promoted to be the commander-in-chief of the legion."

"I obey! Your Majesty!" The Minister of Military and Political Affairs, who was also watching the battle in the royal box, bowed his head and saluted.

Even the emperor has no right to interfere in military affairs. Even if he wants to promote a certain officer, he has to go through the review and confirmation of the military department. A warrior who is invincible on the battlefield may not be a qualified commander. Bravery is only excellent. One type of soldier does not represent all.

The court servants announced His Majesty's rewards, not only the audience, but even the Islamic warriors who were waiting in the backcourt cheered up.

Reaching the sky in one step, this is a real stepping up to the sky, not only can you be promoted from the commoner class to the aristocratic society on the spot, but you can also have an additional fief, even if it is not an inheritance fief, which cannot be passed on to the next generation, but it is enough to leave a very considerable legacy for future generations wealth.

Throwing the opponent's corpse on the ground, with a strong flick of the wrist, he drew back the lance skillfully. The heavy knight Meslid once again raised the lance to salute the audience, attracting cheers like mountains and seas. The mount White Night Ghost Xie "Seven" withdrew from the arena.

The monks of Guangming Shenting outside the field looked at each other, and they still stood outside the field without moving a muscle.

There is no doubt that the Portland War Archer will die, and there is no need to even go forward to check whether there is still a chance of life.

"Cunning Slams!"

Diplomat Dillon, the leader of the Portland Mission, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. His nails pierced his palms, revealing a tinge of red.

The other Portland diplomats were also ashen-faced, and they fought in two battles. Although the Islamic people lost one game to the Tesi, they were so powerful in the battle with their Portlanders, and they were even stronger than the Tesi people just now. The Western Warriors were seriously injured and killed the Islamic Warriors in one round.

As the two court servants holding the duel draw box stepped into the duel area for the third time, the Minister of Military and Political Affairs glanced coldly at Alsop, the diplomat of the Tesi Empire, and took the lead out of the draw box. Only black stone balls. (To be continued.)