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Chapter 301 Reappearance of the Ring Spirits

"It seems that the orcs have forgotten the terror of the dragon knight!" Kaslo shook his head and pulled up the dragon's head to high altitude to prepare for the next dive.

"Dragon knights rule the sky! Paladins rule the earth!" Ajax read the knight's motto seriously.

Although there is some boasting, it is undeniable that no profession in the sky can compete with the Dragon Knight. The only opponent of the Dragon Knight is the Dragon Knight! As for the Paladin... This one can fight and resist, and is suitable for both near and far. It is suitable for groups.

With strong dominance, who doesn’t like this kind of iron can? The divine hero looks so cool with the divine halo on his head and the divine wings on his back!

"Ajax! Don't give them a chance! Now that you're here, stay! The land here needs fertilizer!" Kaslo said in a solemn tone as he looked at the corpses in blue armor on the ground.

"Understood! They can't run away!" Ajax nodded. She touched Raynor's dragon scales, and the mighty Blazing Winged Fire Dragon immediately understood what she meant.



"Signal! Tell the army to come in! Open the city gate!" Renault looked anxiously at the escaped soldiers, his heart bleeding! Wasn't the heavy casualties of those soldiers due to his incompetence as a guard? He even only

I can watch helplessly as this huge army went from being vigorous at the beginning to retreating steadily now!

"Get them back quickly! Their organization has been crippled! Don't let them stay outside!" Apophis Breo said to the knights of King's Landing beside him. Only these knights and two generals owned them in the entire fortress.

War horse.



"Brother! They let us enter the city!" Merck Leopold pulled Luke Leopold, who was looking longingly at the flying dragon knight in the sky.

Although Luke Leopold, a great general who was born as a civilian, worked hard and silently for this country, even if he lost his life, he still harbored the dream of a knight in his heart... If he could play horseback riding and slashing

Who would want to play infantry?

The innocent Merck Leopold did not notice the envy and sorrow on his brother Luke Leopold's face. He only knew that as long as he entered this fortress, his mission would be completed and the soldiers under his command would be safe.

Already...

"Death!" The dragon spear imbued with the power of the wind dragon fell from the sky, ruthlessly nailing the fifth-level orc leader who tried to escape to the ground!

"Damn it! This will put a lot of pressure on us!" the fifth Ring Spirit Lidelias said in a deep voice.

"In this case, let's prepare to attack!" Senal picked up his weapon and showed a bloodthirsty smile.

"What a damn! My goal is that damn knights! Not fighting with the dragon knights!" Lidilias muttered dissatisfied, obviously he was disgusted by the powerful kiting ability of the dragon knights. Forget about kiting.

The key is that it hurts!

"Those dragon knights will come down and give us a fair fight soon!" Khamul sneered.

Merck Leopold's nose became sore just thinking about it. He still remembered the two mighty rapids legions. They were the First Rapids Legion of the North and the Sixth Rapids Legion of the North! How so.

The great army is currently less than one-third of what it was in its heyday... They are all subjects of the empire, they are all children of the Swift River, they are extremely loyal to the empire, and they will not be afraid even to death.

Pass……

"We will have reinforcements! He has traveled all the way from Mordor under the stars and night! He will arrive!" Khamul's voice left no room for doubt.

"That's enough! Lidilias! If you kill one, kill both at the same time! Let's pretend that there is one more dragon slayer!" Under the shadow, the second Nazgul, Khamul, slowly incited the nightmare to come out.

"Wait a little longer! Wait until they disperse a little! Let these orcs use their remaining value again!" Khamul said coldly.

Swift infantry, there is no retreat at all!

"Our troops are retreating! General Ajax... please protect them! Open the way for them!" Kaslo said to Ajax in a deep voice. At this moment, he was extremely solemn. The dragon riders escorting them are these warriors.

Well deserved treatment!

"Copy that! Be careful!" Ajax nodded. She also acknowledged the honor and glory of this legion. What's more, now that the orcs are running away, it is inevitable that some scattered orcs will attack their lineup.



"Dragon Knight! Damn it! How come there are two of them!" In the shadows under the woods, one of the several standing figures let out a hoarse scream.

"I hope you are right! Otherwise I will question your command in front of the Lord!" Senar snorted to Khamul mercilessly.

"Don't worry Lidilias, you are worried that it is impossible for the dragon knights to guerrilla us! We will attack that fortress directly! Will they abandon that fortress? They will still have to fight us head-on after all!" Kehamu

Er said proudly, but little did he know how much trouble his thought-wise decision had brought to them. It could be said that Khamul regretted it immensely.

"Our fallen knights will rush in there soon! Soon this will become our territory!" Khamul laughed.

"As you wish!" Khamur said coldly.





"Let's go! Everyone needs to rest..." Luke Leopold glanced at the brothers beside him lonely. He knew that this battle would be very difficult, but he did not expect it to be so difficult. If everyone died in

There is nothing here, but the most painful thing is that those who survive will have to bear the burden of their brothers for the rest of their lives!

"Okay! Lidilias listen to Khamul!" The third Nazgul, Senar, slowly walked out of the shadows dragging the Soul Hook Scythe.

The sharp wind dragon power cut its body wantonly, and its soft internal organs were kneaded, crushed and cut like a toy. Its originally solid body immediately shot out countless blood arrows like a sieve!

"Plop!" The broken corpse fell to the ground. Even if the fifth-level dragon knight did not use the dragon to take action, it would not be a problem to instantly kill a professional of the same level with a full-scale sneak attack.

"Did he run away?" Kasluo glanced at the corpse coldly, pulled the dragon reins and rushed into the sky. This kind of fifth-level miscellaneous fish was like chopping vegetables and melons for a dragonrider. Originally, half-orcs

Professionals are weaker than professionals of the same level, let alone the Dragon Knight, who is considered the strongest when facing professionals.



"Let's go! Let's go!" Khamur waved his hand, and the two Nazgul and more than a hundred fallen knights behind him immediately followed.

"Tear them apart! Bath them in their blood! Use their flesh and bones to build our throne! Kill!" Khamul roared.


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