The Invincible Dragon Lord

"Surrendering is a bad idea!"

Zhao Hao, who had been serving as the atmosphere team, finally spoke.

It's just that his words were completely filled with the feeling of YYGS, which directly raised the blood pressure of many senior executives.

"Damn, what do you know? Are we willing to surrender? It's just that with our strength, there is no way we can be the opponent of the Falcon Principality!"

A representative of the nobles stopped pretending at this time and roared directly.

It's not that he doesn't know that Zhao Hao is powerful, it's just that the threat of death makes him completely forget about it.

"No, no, if you surrender now, you will have nothing left, including your lives!"

Zhao Hao shook his index finger as a reminder.

Falcon is not a philanthropist, and it is not impossible for him to "miss" after surrendering. Only in this way can he obtain the maximum benefit.

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Lump asked maliciously.

There was nothing he could do about it. Zhao Hao refused his attempt to pass the blame before. If Felice had not persuaded him, he would have exploded earlier. Now he is just pretending.

"I think even if we have to surrender, we should have a good price. What do you think?"

Zhao Hao looked at these decadent senior officials.

But the more decadent and greedy they are, the better news it is for the Storm Territory.

"Oh, do you have any good ideas?"

A representative of the great nobles' eyes lit up.

Tsk, tsk!

It's really a reality. Just now, I was so ostracized and even called him by his first name. Now that I heard that he has a way to gain benefits, I instantly became 'Your Excellency'.

It has to be said that the integrity of these people is really hard to look directly at.

"If we can severely damage or even annihilate this falcon army, then no matter what we negotiate, there will be a 'good price', right?"

Zhao Hao gave suggestions.

Surrendering now is completely meaningless, and even life may not be guaranteed.

But if he can do what he said, let alone surrender, it is not impossible to even defend the Greyhound Principality.

If you can be an uncle, no one will be willing to be a grandson.

The senior officials are vying to be the mole simply because they feel that there is no chance of holding the Greyhound Principality.

Once given the opportunity, they will be the 'loyal' greyhound pillars.

These words instantly reversed the atmosphere on the city wall, and the fighting spirit was rekindled in the eyes of many senior officials.

"How to do?"

Phyllis took the opportunity to ask.

She was not asking for herself, but for these higher-ups.

If there is no guarantee at all, they will not fight for what they say, no matter how well they say it.

"I need you to counterattack comprehensively and attract the opponent's attention, so that I can take the opportunity to cut off their retreat and teach the opponent a 'lesson'!"

Zhao Hao told the plan without hesitation.

Now he is not afraid of intelligence leaks, because the Falcon Principality is completely on the verge of riding a tiger.

Either fail the mission and retreat, or increase firepower to capture the Vulture Fortress.

The other party had no choice.

The long-cherished wish to rebuild the glory of the Falcon was just around the corner, and he didn't believe the other party could hold it back.

The most important thing is that the mage group has now blocked all communication methods, and there are guards monitoring the senior officials to prevent leaks as much as possible.

No longer pretending, Zhao Hao showed his cards.

Because the Storm had arrived before and put down the Phantom Shooter and Shadow Swordsman, they were now hidden in the sky far away from the battlefield.

Phantom March!

Definitely a super skill.

For ordinary people, it is at most a good skill. Many assassin-type professions have similar abilities.

But on the Storm, a battleship that is nearly one kilometer long and weighs hundreds of thousands of tons, it is a magical skill.

An aircraft carrier that weighs hundreds of thousands of tons and can fly can even be as invisible as an assassin...

It’s chilling to think about.

Therefore, the Storm will not take action this time.

Otherwise, it will be easy for people to notice that it is 'invisible'.

If only two ground troops are allowed to appear, the major forces will at most think that these two troops are hidden near the battlefield in advance, and will not suspect that the Storm will be invisible.

maybe!

Two forces have been discovered.

No, it should have been discovered.

All the flying troops of the Falcon Principality were seen flying towards the wild and dense forest to the north.

That was also the direction from which the Storm unloaded the two troops.

"Has it been discovered?"

Zhao Hao murmured to himself.

The eyes of the senior officials on the city wall flickered.

Because if the Storm Legion takes action, it is not impossible to severely damage or even annihilate this Falcon army.

"If this is the case, will the Falcon Principality be angry?"

A timid nobleman whispered his concerns.

"Only the strong can be respected, right?"

Zhao Hao shut up the other party with just one sentence.

Because what he said is true.

In the world of heroes, the strong dominate everything, and the weak have no say at all.

"Okay, I will let the Guards join the battle!"

Lump ordered immediately.

Anyway, it's not like he would do it himself, it would be enough to let the guards take action.

If you win, he will have a share of the credit. If you lose, it will be the same as before. Anyway, it is surrender, so the escort troops are naturally unimportant.

"I will let the Ninth Regiment take action!"

"It's time for those mercenaries to take action. You can't just pay them and do nothing!"

"There is no need to retain the reserve troops, they can be sent out directly!"

…

After senior executives see the benefits, their motivation is completely unimaginable.

Soon, the Falcon Principality, which was attacking smoothly, felt huge resistance.

Falcon Command!

"what happened!"

"How dare those guys?"

"You don't think that the arrival of the Storm Legion will mean you can defend the fortress!"

…

Bevin stood in the huge tent with the door curtain wide open, looking at the Vulture Fortress in front, and frowned.

The originally overwhelming offensive was not only blocked, but even suppressed.

"Sir, we must strengthen our offensive power and not give them any chance!"

A subordinate gave a reminder.

If the Greyhound Principality is given a chance to counterattack, things will be in trouble.

"I know, but why didn't the scouts discover those two troops before?"

Bevin asked dissatisfiedly.

Yes, these two sudden forces are deadly.

Especially the Phantom Shooter!

When Graham overthrew the Dragon Queen in the first battle, this long-range force was the core of the core, displaying terrifying firepower that was astonishing to all.

He didn't want to be shot into a honeycomb.

"The opponent was hiding in the wild jungle before, and the races of both troops are elves, so..."

The subordinate hurriedly explained.

The elves hide in thickets of vegetation, and finding them is indeed as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Even if the arms are not as exaggerated as real elves, they still have racial bonuses, which is really difficult for scouts to discover.

"Then let the flying troops hold it back, and let the airships attack too. They are not here to watch a show!"

Bevin bought insurance.

Directly send out all the flying troops that are not needed in the siege battle, and even send out the airships that enter the battle for the first time, all just to buy time.

Anyway, there is nearly a hundred kilometers away from here, and even a normal march will take nearly ten hours. If there is an interception force, at least one or two days can be gained.

As long as they capture the Vulture Fortress during this period of time, they will be invincible by virtue of their geographical advantages.

The advantage is mine!

After considering the cards in his mind, Bevan felt confident.

"Storm Legion, let me teach you a lesson this time!"

He muttered and walked out of the tent.

The surrounding soldiers may have noticed something, and they all looked over.

"For the glory of Falcon, charge with me!"

Bevin drew his long sword and rushed directly towards the Vulture Fortress a few kilometers away.

"kill!"

Countless falcon warriors followed with swords drawn.

On the battlefield, the appeal of the strong is so terrifying.

The demise of Bevin, the Falcon commander, also meant that the battle entered the most brutal stage.