Sky Dragon Rider

The Portland soldiers were like numbers on paper, numbly doing subtraction.

The battalion scream that had almost erupted due to the timely intervention before finally revived, and it was even more without warning.

No one has ever seen or heard of such a peerless weapon. Human nature's natural fear of unknown things and extremely heavy casualties have infinitely expanded the psychological changes of this negative group.

There are terrified Portlanders everywhere, running around aimlessly like headless flies. They yell hysterically and talk nonsense, and some soldiers with weapons even slash wildly. .

Even though some officers at all levels who were still awake were beheaded, they still couldn't stabilize the morale of the army, and even more officers themselves were involuntarily involved.

The chaos that was completely out of control spread uncontrollably like a plague,

His hands were bloody, just like when Shura from hell came to the world and pretended to be a monk in the prayer hall of Danyan Township, the bloody hands supported the sacredness, which was both contradictory and harmonious.

"45 seconds, 44 seconds, 43 seconds..."

The display on the mask of the "Dragon General" tactical helmet represents that the maintenance time of the six-track electromagnetic rail machine gun is constantly decreasing. The military account was not spared either.

Finally, there are very few smart guys who know that only by lying on the ground and playing dead can they escape. In fact, this is not completely playing dead, but it just greatly reduces the cross-sectional area of ​​​​the bullet.There are still many more Portlanders who have not yet reacted and paid with their lives for their slowness and stupidity.

"...13 seconds, 12 seconds, 11 seconds, the process is stopped, and the state is restored."

The murderous six-track electromagnetic rail machine gun finally changed back to its original inconspicuous black flat ring appearance, and the hearty big gun was like a flash in the pan.

The strafing that lasted less than 4 minutes, coupled with the 2000-meter radius of the shooting range, completely destroyed the "Thunder Cloud Tiger" army, not only the first division and the unbelieving second division were wiped out However, many soldiers from the [-]rd, [-]th, and [-]th divisions died directly or indirectly at the hands of the dragon knights, and more people simply threw away their armor and fled to the surrounding wilderness.

No matter how furious Tang Lu, the head of the legion, was, he still couldn't prevent the entire legion from being completely disintegrated under the double attack of the gun and Ying Xiao.

This is the combat style of the air knight with the attribute of full attack. Either he is beaten like a dog by the enemy, or he is beaten like a dog by the enemy.

With a light touch of both hands, the dragon knight half-kneeled on the ground as if all the strength in his body had been emptied, and his extremely excited spirit during the happy killing just now fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant, his shoulders couldn't help heaving and falling, and he was still panting freely.

After lowering his eyes, he was very surprised to see a pale yellow nameless wild flower less than two inches in front of his feet, shaking weakly and weakly in the breeze.

Surprisingly, after a chaotic night, neither the flowers nor the green leaves were miraculously intact, not even a drop of dirty blood.

Maybe it only needs to lift your foot and swipe it lightly, and it can be completely crushed in this blood-soaked land, without leaving even a trace of residue.

Unexpectedly, Lin Mo lowered his head slowly, piously sniffing the faint fragrance in the bloody smell, as if the soul polluted by blood and killing was comforted, his face softened quickly, and his breathing gradually smooth.

He raised his head again and looked around the messy Portland Legion camp, showing a bit of bewilderment, as if he couldn't believe that he had successfully slaughtered an army by himself.

This military camp seems to have become a slaughterhouse. The Portlanders are slaughtered livestock. There are human tissues, fragments of weapons and equipment, and bones everywhere. An unimaginable stench mixed with excrement and urine.

Perhaps all the Portlanders were dead, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence, only a dozen battered military banners fluttering in the morning wind.

The sky turned white, and a golden ray of morning light was about to burst out.

The dragon knight stood up silently again, held a Portlander's battle sword in his hand, raised his head and took a deep breath, clenched his fist in one hand and raised the battle sword in the other, as if trying to break the shimmering sky , and at the same time issued a long whistle with all its strength.

"Su!~~~ Did you hear that? I avenged you! Those damn bastards, I will personally send them to prison, and I will not let a single one go!!!"

The weak, nameless little yellow flower swayed gently at his feet, like an audience listening to the Dragon Knight's proclamation of revenge.

There are still many Portlanders in the camp who have no time to escape in the future and have to play dead to save their lives. They kept silent, lying motionless among the disgusting flesh and corpses and continued to play dead.

The ground trembled slightly, as if even the sky and the earth changed color.

In fact, after Lin Mo's voice dissipated, the ground was still shaking, and a row of black lines suddenly appeared from the distant horizon.

cavalry!Great troop of cavalry!

They are approaching here at full speed, dense with darkness, like a black tide, with flags flying in the middle of the team.

Another army appeared, Lin Mo was taken aback, and released a light mirror technique without hesitation.

There was no magician who used disperse or counter spells, so that the opponent's flag was clearly displayed in a round of light mirror suspended in front of him.

A majestic lion was embroidered on the deep purple velvet banner, with a simplified crown on top of its head.

The identity of the other party is ready to be revealed, the Portlander's "Overlord Lion" legion, Lin Mo's old opponent.

The speed of the cavalry team was very fast. In the blink of an eye, they rushed into the dilapidated camp overnight, and quickly began to line up, surrounding the only dragon knight standing in the camp.

Only the sound of the horses snorting and pawing their hooves from time to time, the square formation was very neat, every knight stood upright, sitting astride the horse without moving, showing a well-trained mental outlook.

A leading knight steered his horse out of the team, looked around, turned his eyes to look at Lin Mo, and asked loudly, "What's wrong here? Knight! Tell me, what happened here? "

The strange and thick armor that was dark all over represented the opponent's status as a knight.

The "Overlord Lion" Legion was worried that the "Thunder Cloud Tiger" Legion would suffer too many casualties due to dragon slaying, and the Slans could take advantage of this opportunity, so they sent a 500-member knight regiment to support them, but they were still late. One step, and did not see the unimaginable bloody scene not long ago.

In order to hurry up, the Knights chose to advance lightly, and the train team loaded with heavy cavalry armor and supplies was left far behind, and it was expected to arrive a day later.

"No, no, he's a murderer, he's a devil! A devil! He kills everybody."

Just as Lin Mo was about to speak, a person jumped up nearby, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he rushed over screaming hoarsely.

Fish slipping through the net!

Pull out the Type 92 combat pistol, release the safety, load it, and raise the gun!

Boom! ~

The Portland soldier pretending to be a dead body fell to the ground like a rotten log, and made no sound.

Simply neat!

The truth was killed by violence again.

The Cavaliers of the Portlanders watched Lin Mo complete the whole process of the murder on the spot under the watchful eyes of everyone.

It's like killing a chicken, the other party doesn't even move their eyes. .

"You, who are you?"

Originally thought that the man in the Portland armor was just insane, but he didn't expect to be killed directly under his nose. Lin Mo's behavior aroused the suspicion of the knight!

Boom! ~Another gunshot was his answer.

Lin Mo was in a bad mood at the moment and didn't want to reason.

Therefore, a small round hole suddenly appeared between the brows of the battle helmet and the leading knight, who sprayed out red and white juice, fell off the horse without saying a word. He was completely defenseless, and he didn't expect the other party to act so domineeringly.

"Master Centurion, my God, Lord Centurion is dead."

"He killed Lord Centurion! It must be magic!"

"Enemy, kill him to avenge the centurion!"

After the other knights stirred for a while, Qiqi drew out all kinds of weapons, ready to rush over to avenge his captain.

The blazing white flames of battle rose on the surface of the "Dragon General" tactical armor. Lin Mo didn't mind another fight, and pointed at the Portland Cavaliers who had begun to accelerate with his fearless sword.

"Roar!~~~"

A long dragon roar suddenly came from the distant sky, and the horses of the Portland Knights seemed to have been greatly frightened suddenly, falling into chaos, and scurrying around without thinking.

They are just a group of ordinary riding beasts. They have a natural fear of the powerful creatures occupying the top of the food chain. Although they have received strict military training, they have performed very well without being frightened at the moment.

Several knights who hadn't rushed in front of Lin Mo were deviated from the direction by the frightened horses, and even fell off their hooves, and fell to the ground in an ugly way, without even touching the enemy's side.

An even more unlucky knight flew out of his saddle and fell in front of Lin Mo in embarrassment. When he couldn't get up, he was immediately decapitated by a sword, and the corpse that was empty above the neck and sprayed bleeding arrows fell down. On the ground, the strange and inexplicable twitching continued, and the chaotic scene became more and more unbearable.

After a few breaths, a huge figure flew over the ruined camp. After passing nearly a hundred meters, he suddenly twisted his body and half retracted his scales, and completed a very fast turning gesture. Turn around and come back, and finally landed with a bang.

"Human Race!"

A giant dragon covered in light blue scales landed between the Knights and Lin Mo, but the phrase "human race" was directed at Lin Mo.

"I smell a golden dragon in you."

The huge wind-type dragon sniffed, his expression changed slightly, and he continued unexpectedly: "The cold iron smell is really disgusting to the dragon." (To be continued.)