Black Dragon Code

"To be honest, I'm disappointed in you."

In the emerald palace, a huge black dragon ran across his body, scarlet eyes stared at the dim and fuzzy bubbles in front of him, his voice was low, and the half-lich Ryan was standing beside him, looking down, providing magic to support the spell.

"Sorry, father."

On the other side of the bubble, the corpse dragon lowered her head, the frequency of soul fire surges in the eye sockets, and shrank into a bit of light, which means that she is feeling down now: "I am too weak."

There were sword scars and burning black marks on her body, leaving fine lines on the corpse dragon's bones. During this time, she would end up almost every day in person and attack the Rock Fortress. The old wounds were not healed immediately. New marks will be added.

Unfortunately, the effect is very small.

Caesar was not angry for this. The Undead Army was unable to take down the Rock Fortress. It was expected that the Lord of the Black Dragons was not disappointed. What really made Caesar unsatisfactory was: Angramo, she even had intelligence work. Nothing can be perfect.

How many troops does the Rock Fortress have? How many casters? What is the maximum force?

I asked three questions.

What she can give back to Caesar is just the obvious elements of the fortress with four elemental towers, more than ten war puppets and the like.

So far, Caesar's real purpose of mobilizing the undead army to advance the attack has not been achieved.

"How about this."

Lord Black Dragon thought about it and made a decision: "I'll send Ren to assist you, get ready, and start the last offensive."

Caesar urged Rennes to be careful in this battle. The half-lich also had the task of recording the combat effectiveness shown by the northern states.

The offensive he was talking about was by no means an ordinary attack. The undead army was always on the go. What he wanted was a desperate attack.

Can't move, just die.

At this time, most of the forces in the northern countries were already in place. Caesar wanted to rely on the undead army to fight and squeeze out the true power of the opponent, to see how much of the opponent's high-end force and what level he reached. Can you fight?

To be honest, this guy was a little too cautious this time, and combining the Blackwing Clan and the Undead Army to attack the northern countries is obviously the best choice in the current situation.

However, once he was bitten by a snake, he lost a lot of money in Roy's hands. He still remembers it so much that this black dragon has always adhered to the basic principle of caution and no mistakes, for fear that the northern countries will draw a similar The "green capital" thing comes.

To this day, the Undead Army has been almost abandoned, and their role ends here. As long as Caesar judges that he can fight, the Blackwing clan will take over the whole situation regardless of the outcome.

"I see, father." The blue fire in Angelo's eye socket flashed and nodded.

"Oh, but you have to come back, and you have something to do later."

Caesar said more: "I can't revive you again."

"--I know."

...

The third season of Ieradia was in 1637. The dry season in the north continued. The sun was burning as always, but this day is bound to change the fate of many people.

Not only Angramo and Ryan, but also many other creatures will be involved. Is this butterfly just beginning to flap its wings, or will it set off an empty air stream or a roaring hurricane?

Nobody knows.

Once the machines of war start to run, it is difficult to stop. The final result must be to swallow up one of these forces completely. Now, it is time to choose to swallow and be swallowed.

In the shadows of the night, the Undead Army stopped abruptly and the endless offensive was terminated, giving the defenders some respite.

Medium and high-level undead scattered in various regions and areas were called and gathered in the center of the legion, while a large number of ordinary skeleton soldiers, strengthened skeleton soldiers, and skeleton archers were transferred to both sides, leaving enough space for generals to use .

The phosphorous fire was faint, the light in the field was bright and dark, and occasionally reflected the skull's face and the strange soul fire. It was creepy, and the air was filled with a sense of sensation.

"We waited for a long time and finally returned to the ground. This is the first war of the undead army, but it has not been effective so far. You scums make me very shameful in front of the emperor."

The tall body of the corpse dragon occupies the core position, and the sound of the soul wave echoes in the field: "Before dawn, we must seize this fortress and kill all the resistance."

As soon as her words fell, there was a voice of discussion in the field. A tall skull spoke forward. It was enveloped in an old armor, carefully reminding: "But, Lord Angramo, human resistance Very powerful, we ... "

It opened its mouth, but suddenly no sound was heard in the leaking jawbone, because it found that the corpse dragon was staring at it with those blue eye sockets, that kind of sight made the Skeleton Warlord aware of the danger and subconsciously shut his mouth.

Besides, you may be torn apart by Angramo on the spot. This kind of thing has not happened before.

"listen clearly."

Anglamo glanced at the two black dragons lying not far away, turned back to his head, and said in a deep voice, "His Majesty only gave the Undead Army one day. After one day, if we still can't win the Rock Fortress, we must roll back into the darkness Where we go, there will be a new force replacing us. "

"Who wants to go back?" Her eyes glanced at all the undead.

All the high and undead shaking their heads.

In fact, the undead also have desires. They desire to kill, war, and stay in this colorful world to drink blood. This is also desire.

"I know that you have been locked in countless years in the dull and boring dark area, and no one wants to go back, so we must tear open human defenses, smash their armor, and conquer this land in exchange for our own opportunities. . "

Angramoon lifted his head and spread his wings slightly: "For Targaryen, the undead army will win-"

Many undeads raised their weapons, and Shen Sheng responded: "The undead army will win-"

"attack!"

A soul ripple spread, and the entire skeleton bones rioted in an instant. Angramo growled first from the darkness, swept across the sky, and rushed towards the human fortress like a giant monster at the other end.

"If you don't win, you might as well die," she said to herself.

On the other side, the original duke Baixie Lane, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and UU read a book www.uukanshu. com is not only him, the guards around him and the veterans farther away also clenched their weapons and took a crossbow.

Ryan stepped forward a few steps, holding down the thorny railings overlooking the sky. In the night, strange ghosts were rushing up and down, the earth was turbulent, countless soul fires, shaking and dancing in the shadows.

As long as the undead stopped operating, he had said he should be careful, the enemy was brewing bigger and fiercer attacks.

Now they are here.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The monitor's high-pitched voice screamed through the night sky. At this time, it was necessary to yell. The soldiers' tense nerves for a long time relaxed at the moment when the undead stopped attacking, which made many people immediately fall asleep, leaning on the retaining wall and The corpse slept soundly.

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