Sky Dragon Rider

At the end of summer, there is a lingering chill in the heat that has not faded away.

About five arrows away from the tall and thick city wall, patches of black military formations and flags fluttered until the eyesight was exhausted, completely enclosing the entire Changguan City.

The southern battlefield of the Islamic Empire was completely disintegrated. Even if a [-]-kilometer-long trench was dug, it still could not stop the four-nation coalition composed of the main force of the rebels, the Anstruther Empire, the Tesi Empire, the Republic of Portland, and the Republic of Lahn. Under Guancheng.

If it was the past, facing such an isolated city, they could leave an army to surround it without fighting, while the main force would go around the city, continue to penetrate deep into the central hinterland of the Islamic Empire, and reach the north, completely swallowing up the city that possessed it. An empire with a long history.

But now, Changguan City not only gathers the only few central garrison regiments in the central military region of the Slan Empire, but also has a target that the rebels and coalition forces cannot miss: His Majesty the current Emperor of the Slan Empire, Cyril Saint Silan, There is also the previous emperor, Mayazzo San Silan.

The act of the emperor of a country putting himself in a tight siege seems very stupid to die. In fact, His Majesty the Emperor of the Islamic Empire has not much choice.

He must use himself as a bait to firmly drag the main force of the enemy army to Changguan City, buy enough time for the new northern Xinjiang army and the "Shanglong" army that are about to form an army, and seize the most critical moment for the national destiny of the Islamic Empire. a ray of life.

The gains and losses of a city and a place are insignificant at this time, even if you are an emperor, you must have the consciousness of being willing to be a pawn on the chessboard.

As a matter of fact, after the spell incident, His Majesty Cyril, who was severely injured, was unable to rest in order to cope with the increasingly onerous state affairs, and his body gradually deteriorated day by day until he was almost exhausted at this moment.

Compared with the time when His Majesty Mayazzo, the previous emperor, was exhausted for the war between the Slan Empire and the Tesi Empire, the pressure His Majesty Cyril is under at this moment is even worse.

On the one hand, considering that there is no qualified heir to support the overall situation on his own, and on the other hand, he does not have enough energy to make various strategies to regain the overall situation little by little, so he can only use this extremely risky plan for the Islamic Empire. Create the key trump card to counterattack and win.

Blessed by the Dragon God, it is deep in the vast mountainous area in the north of the empire.One after another "Thang Long" propeller fighter jets are being pulled out from the assembly line at the "Guillotine" base.

The freshly baked fighter jets have been meticulously tested by the alchemists, and the qualified air knights who have passed the assessment slowly slide up the rocky runway that has not been opened for a long time and go straight into the sky. The combat effectiveness of the "Thanglong" army is rapidly forming.

"Father! You still surrender! I promise not to harm the lives of you and other brothers and sisters! Surrender!"

"The Slan Empire will still belong to the Slan family in the future, please don't hesitate, the soldiers of the empire are waiting to go home and reunite with their relatives!"

The voice of the fourth prince Veblen was transmitted to Changguan City clearly with the help of wind spells.

On the city wall, there was a slight commotion among the soldiers guarding the city.

The other party's words still entered their hearts somewhat, since no matter what the final result is, the future emperors will be members of the Islamic royal family, and these humble soldiers are fighting to death.Why bother?

What's more, among the troops under the city, many of them are Muslims like them.

At this moment, some officers who reacted very quickly immediately yelled.

"Don't listen to him, think about the innocent people who died in the imperial capital of Delan, what's wrong with them? Aren't they being treated as victims of conspiracy and rebellion by these despicable guys, liar! Liar!"

"Shameless lie! He doesn't care whether we live or die!"

"Lie!~ If you can do it the first time, you can do it the second time. Don't believe him."

The corpses buried in the imperial capital of Deland have not been cleaned up so far. The chaos in the city caused by the conspiracy and rebellion of the fourth prince Veblen and the rampage of several emperor silkworms.It is an indisputable fact that the city suffered heavy casualties. Thinking of this, the soldiers guarding the city immediately shouted angrily.

"Lie!~" "Lie!~" "Lie!~"

A soldier in the Central Garrison.There will always be a few relatives in Delan City, and the pain of the death of a relative cannot be lightly covered up with a few words.

Muslims do not beat Muslims, this sentence is indeed very beautiful, but in the face of the deep hatred on the day of the rebellion.Not much stronger than a piece of paper.

The words of the fourth prince Veblen immediately had the opposite effect at the top of Changguan City, attracting boos and shouts.

In the eyes of soldiers loyal to the royal family, Veblen and the rebels have completely lost their credibility.The morale of the army that had been shaken just now became firm again.

"It seems that Veblen has used some thought in this method."

In the Marquis' Mansion, where the royal family lived, the old emperor Ma Yazuo smiled and listened to the voices coming from outside the city.

The other party was one of his own grandsons. Although he was about to attack the city where he was, the old emperor didn't care at all, as if it was just a game that had nothing to do with him.

"It seems that he has become a lot more mature than before. Well, if he had had such a scheming back then, maybe it would have really made him succeed."

His Majesty Cyril also had a calm and disapproving attitude, as if he didn't care whether Veblen had ever killed him.

Perhaps as he once said, as long as the future emperor's surname is Slan, it doesn't matter whether he will be killed or not. The Slan Empire only needs the strongest and most vicious wolf king to become the emperor who rules the country.

"Father, Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about? That fellow Veblen wants to kill us!"

Although hinted at by His Majesty Cyril last night, the eldest princess, Modena, who still insisted on not leaving, stomped her feet, feeling incomprehensible to the attitude of the two elders.

"Modai! Father will teach you another wisdom!"

His Majesty Cyril, who seemed to have disregarded life and death for a long time, said suddenly, looking at his daughter's puzzled eyes, and said word by word: "This, just, yes, emperor, king, family, matter, ah!"

The pupils of His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess shrank slightly, apparently she had never been mentally prepared for this.

It was like the sun was shining and the world was peaceful and prosperous one moment ago, but the glamorous appearance was peeled off in the next second, revealing the bloody Asura Hell inside.

Behind the gentleness is the cruel and ruthless predator of the jungle.

"Modai, the Dragon God is fair. What you want to get, you have to pay the same price. The greater the gain, the greater the risk. The throne of the emperor seems to be supreme, life and death, and doing whatever he wants, but he has to bear the responsibility of the world. Unimaginable pressure and responsibility."

Seeing his granddaughter's frightened pale face, the old emperor Ma Yazuo spoke up to explain.

"Yes, I see!"

Recalling the time when he replaced his father in power, Modai nodded slowly and with difficulty.

Outside Changguan City, a pair of thighs were covered with alchemy prosthetics made of mithril, and they could still walk as fast as before. The fourth prince Veblen waved his hand and let Anstruther beside him The wind magic god dispelled the spell that directionally amplified the sound in the city ahead.

The scolding from the top of the city let him know that his attempt just now was completely in vain.

Veblen didn't hesitate too much. He drew out his long sword and pointed at the city in front of him, and saw the truth on the battlefield!

"attack!"

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!

The war drums sounded, and the rhythm became faster and faster.

"Roar!~"

The heavy shield soldiers holding a huge shield as tall as one man took the lead in an orderly formation, and they lined up with nearly a hundred shield vehicles and slowly approached the city wall.

Followed by sword and shield soldiers with half shields and swords on their arms, with bows and arrows mixed in, followed closely behind the heavy shield soldiers.

It didn't take long to go deep into the land that was a stone's throw away from the city wall. The heavy shield soldiers shouted in unison, pierced the sharp bottom of the heavy shield into the soil, and stopped moving forward.

The sword and shield soldiers and archers in the rear rushed up immediately, leaning closely behind the huge shield, and raised their arm shields one by one, not only protecting themselves, but also the archers.

"Archer! Ready! Release!"

Almost at the same time, the commanding officers of both sides gave orders at the same time.

hum! ~

The sound of drawing strings inside and outside the city was like an echo, and the arrows fired by both sides formed two light gray arrow curtain clouds, which climbed to the highest point and then fell along the parabolic trajectory.

Crackling, sharp arrows hit the shield and the female wall on the top of the city, and screams continued to resound from the camps of both sides.

Even with the protection of parapets and shields, it is inevitable that fish that slip through the net will be shot and killed by arrows that penetrate the gap.

Immediately after the building car, the siege ladder was advanced in sequence.

Although it is possible to release spells to save time and effort to open the city wall, both the enemy and the enemy have obviously thought of this a long time ago. Before the real action, the magicians and warlocks of both sides had already secretly exchanged hands.

There was a wave of element fluctuations inside and outside the city wall, full of various anti-secret techniques. If Lin Mo released the light mirror technique here at this time, he would probably be hit hard by the secret technique before he could release it successfully.

Therefore, it is still necessary to rely on ordinary soldiers to determine the outcome of the battle.

Behind the rebel camp, a burst of strong elemental fluctuations oscillated, and red fireballs the size of basketballs whizzed out, crossed an arc, and quickly fell to the top of Changguan City.

On the inner side of the city wall, there were also more than a dozen magicians chanting spells and incantations quickly with expressionless faces, or propping up shimmering spell shields on the top of the city, or bombarding them with the same spell bullets in return.

boom! ~Boom! ~

Brilliant flames exploded outside the magic shield covering a part of the city wall.

The battle had just begun, and the rebels advancing one by one like waves rushed towards the city wall under the cover of spell cooperation.

"Kill!~"

The rain of arrows from the city wall failed to stop the flood of rebel soldiers.

A series of siege ladders successfully hooked the bricks of the city wall in the ideal position, and inside the tall building almost flush with the city wall, the rebel archers desperately pulled their bows and strings, wishing to shoot all the arrows in their hands to the top of the city.

-(to be continued...)

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