The Great Dragon Slaying War

  The Great Dragon Slaying War

  The New Mazon Brigade marched north from Port Emon for three days before entering the territory of New Ennoak.

  New Enoak is the largest of New Nisoria's thirteen states, bordering the Great Sea to the east and the Mild Sea to the west. It spans nearly 500 miles from north to south, but has a population of only over 8 million. The entire state is mostly vast grasslands, making it New Nisoria's largest pastoral base, and also home to New Nisoria's largest cavalry corps.

  Almost simultaneously with the collapse of the Northern Port Front, the Elf Army's flying fleet attacked Gloria, the capital of New Enoo State, and the Governor and the main force of the garrison were sacrificed in the battle against the Elf airborne troops. After that, although the militia of New Enoo State once recaptured the capital, they were soon defeated by the main force of the Elf Army led by Idriel. Now both sides are engaged in a fierce tug-of-war on the vast grasslands, with each side advancing and retreating, and small-scale skirmishes occur every day. Due to the inferior equipment, training, and officer quality compared to their opponents, the militia has gradually fallen behind.

  In Phili? Taylor's memory, although the Second Continental War started from New Elysium first, but in the whole war, with only a few thousand troops invested, the New Elysium battlefield was just one of the most insignificant parts. History books didn't even bother to elaborate on this region's battles. Generally speaking, the elves took the initiative to attack, and the Imperial Army defended passively, but the elven forces were insufficient to expand their gains, so they could only fight a guerrilla war and eventually withdrew voluntarily. Therefore, he knew nothing about the outcome of this battle.

  Although he had more than 500 people under his command, Ferry felt like a teacher organizing a school trip rather than a commander. His subordinates were completely lacking in military discipline, unable to even form a proper marching formation, and spent their days laughing and joking, constantly fighting or harassing the local residents, with some getting lost every time they made camp. Having no military experience himself, Ferry was at a loss for what to do. In the end, it was Charlotte who finally sent out the Saint Knights to serve as military police, riding in carriages to supervise the Independent Battalion's discipline, armed and ready to beat anyone who committed serious infractions, finally bringing some order to this group of misfits.

  On the second day of entering New Enoa State, when Fili handed over the driving work of the puppet to a red-robed mage and himself was dozing off in his seat, the main force of the army suddenly became chaotic, followed by the terrified cry of "Enemy attack!"

  Fei Li suddenly woke up to the sound, rushed to the observation window and looked into the distance. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat, hastily opened the cabin door and rolled out with his luggage. Meanwhile, intense explosion sounds began to come from afar.

  "One, two, three, four, four dragon bars, there are four spirit dragon knights!" Fili muttered to himself in the grass, then shouted loudly: "Quickly disperse, lie down!"

  Four green dragons swooped down from the northern sky, diving towards the Imperial Army on the march. The elven knights in silver light armor recklessly cast magic and bombs from the dragon's back, striking the Novamagia Sobrel militia who had no artillery cover, no magical support, and not even any cover to hide behind. The entire auxiliary corps was exposed to the dragon riders' slaughter.

  In the chaos, militiamen who had never been to battle and hadn't even seen a dragon before panicked and scattered, with only a handful of brave men firing their guns at the sky, but ordinary bullets were ineffective against the thick dragon hide. After several blasts of strongly corrosive dragon breath, the counterattackers became a pile of nauseating flesh. However, at this time, the dragon knights seemed to have discovered an independent battalion half a mile behind them and hastily ended their ground attack, mounted their steeds, and flew towards the location of the independent battalion.

  As the dragon knight finished his attack on the main force of the legion and flew towards him, Ferry quickly looked around and saw that the red-robed mage had already jumped out of the useless puppet and cast a spell to hide in the shadows. The others were still in disarray, but they managed to escape on their own. He let out a sigh and also hid his figure.

  The marionette, now without a controller, continued to advance slowly, and these large targets immediately caught the attention of the Spirit Dragon Knights. They circled around once before diving down again, aiming at the relatively weak top of the marionette and throwing sharp secret silver spears, which pierced through the shell after being engraved with spells on it, triggering a huge explosion inside the marionette.

  After a round of throwing by the knights, there were four blazing iron blocks on the road.

  The dragon knight, still unsatisfied, soared into the sky and circled around for a while, enjoying the sight of the militiamen scattering in all directions. He then drew out another secret silver spear and dove down again, attempting to destroy the remaining assembled magic puppets. But this time they were not going to be as easy to defeat as before.

  Four red-robed mages suddenly appeared from the shadows, joining forces to cast a gravity spell on a green dragon that was diving down. The defenseless green dragon instantly crashed to the ground along with its rider. The poor knight was flung far away from the dragon's saddle and landed right in the middle of a group of Mazzka tribe warriors. Before he could even come to, he was beaten mercilessly by over a dozen stone clubs, and it seemed like all hope was lost for him.

  The remaining three dragon knights suddenly pulled up their mounts, turned in mid-air and threw the javelins in their hands towards the red-robed wizard, but the other red-robed wizards also appeared in time from the shadows, jointly supporting a defensive barrier. After a dull sound, this wave of attack was resolved again. The dragon knights who were blinded by anger repeatedly pulled up and fell down with their mounts, engaging in an intense magical battle with the twelve red-robed wizards.

  The green dragon that had fallen to the ground was also slowly coming out of its daze from the impact, and was about to struggle to get up. Suddenly, a yellow-green gas appeared in front of its nose, as if thousands of skunks farting at the same time, immediately making the sensitive-smelling green dragon faint again. Phil appeared in front of the fainted green dragon, waved his hand to disperse the stench, hesitated for a moment, and still used the portable magic net terminal to release a killing finger, completing his first dragon-slaying feat in his life.

  "Is this what it means to slay a dragon? If we were still in that era, wouldn't this be considered killing a nationally protected animal?" Looking at the green dragon's corpse before him, Fili's emotions felt rather strange. However, there was no time for nostalgia under these circumstances - a Dragon Knight had already spotted this conspicuous pink figure and turned to dive towards him.

  "This is it, I'm really going to fight the dragon." Feili recalled the description of the green dragon in his textbook, and after setting up a defensive barrier, he threw out two sonic blast scrolls. This was the best way to attack the green dragon's extraordinary hearing. The diving green dragon seemed to have been hit on the head with a hammer, and it shook violently. After struggling to fly for a distance, it finally landed forcibly. Before it could even stand still, a mouthful of acidic breath sprayed out!

  Although he felt the breath of death approaching, Fei instead felt his mind clearer than usual. He pulled out a fan from his pocket as a medium for casting spells and launched a counterattack against the green dragon.

  "Gust of Wind!"

  A gust of wild wind easily blew back all the acidic breath that was sprayed at Phil, and under the enhancement of ten consecutive amplification scrolls, the power of the Wild Wind Technique far exceeded that of the strongest tropical storm. The green dragon's head was suddenly shrouded in its own acidic breath, and it let out a pained howl as its eyes were corroded. The even more unfortunate dragon knight first fell to the ground, then was trampled flat by the rampaging green dragon due to the intense pain.

  "Bang! Bang!" A burst of gunfire erupted, and Charlotte finally arrived with hundreds of riflemen to provide support. Hundreds of rounds of anti-dragon ammunition turned the green dragon's wings into tattered rags, rendering it unable to take to the skies again.

  The furious blind green dragon ran back and forth, spewing acid wildly, but to no avail. Beating a fallen foe is the nature of all wise life. The soldiers who had just scattered and fled gathered again, launching a siege on the blind green dragon with firearms, bows and arrows, spears, and even slingshots. In the end, it was the beastman shaman who threw the totem pole carved with aggressive runes into the dragon's mouth, blowing off half its head, that finally killed the extremely tenacious giant reptile.

  The last two dragon knights, seeing the situation was not good, had to give up their attack on the red-robed wizard and pulled out the green dragon to end the battle. Perhaps unwilling to leave in such a sorry state, these two dragon knights did not immediately depart, but instead turned around and charged towards the fleeing defeated soldiers, following them as they swooped down, using bombs, magic, and acid to enthusiastically entertain these unlucky devils, making them dance the dance of death amidst the sea of flames and acid. A group of lagging drow elves were the first to bear the brunt, suffering heavy casualties in the acid spray, with wails of grief filling the air for a time.

  Suddenly, a loud roar echoed across the grassland as a gigantic bear-like creature, no, a giant druid burst out of a hole in the ground and charged towards the dragon knight who had disturbed its winter slumber, or rather, harmed the little Cho'gall girl that the druid liked. Ignoring the heavy defensive magic in front of the dragon knight and the green dragon's terrifying acid breath, the druid's thick bear paw grabbed the dragon's tail and yanked it downwards with a loud thud, slamming the massive green dragon to the ground, leaving it dazed and disoriented.

  Before the stunned crowd could come to their senses, Mr. Druid seemed not to have had enough, and with one hand he raised the dragon's tail, taking himself as the center of a circle, spinning the green dragon dozens of times larger than himself like a windmill, creating a whirlwind. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the unlucky green dragon and its rider shot up into the air like an intercontinental missile, flying more than a mile away before colliding with the last fleeing elf dragon knight, who was running at full speed. The two crashed to the ground together, accompanied by a massive explosion, pounding the flat grassland into a large pit.

  It took a good quarter of an hour for Ferri to come out of the shocking scene in front of him, turned his head to look at Charlotte with her mouth open and a stunned expression, then turned back to look at the others who were still in a petrified state, his mind was completely blank.

  "Is this really the great Druid?"