At dawn, Sean set off from the camp with sixty dragon-slaying chariots, five hundred dragon-slaying warriors, and two thousand infantry.
He wants to eliminate the surrounding enemies one by one, and the most important goal is to capture the Evil Dragon of Ten Thousand Years alive.
Lagasov was a little nervous. He quietly came to the side of the auxiliary minister and whispered: "I think I may have said something that was not very cautious last night."
"You said a lot of things last night, most of which were not very careful."
"If Reggie Victor is really the Evil Dragon of Ten Thousand Years, we may not be his opponent."
Gwen sneered and whispered: "Even if he is an ordinary dragon, are you his opponent?"
Lagasov was a little dissatisfied: "We are dragon-slaying warriors from generation to generation, and only we can kill the real dragon."
"Forget it," Gwen wanted to spit on Ragasov's face, "The lost skills are slowly wearing a mysterious cloak, look at how you do it, smear the ashes and virginity of your ancestors on the magic arrows
Blood, what’s the difference between this and a magic stick?”
Lagasov was shaking with anger. He tried his best to restrain his emotions and said to Gwen: "Sir, if you doubt us, why should we go to Reggie Victor? If we can't deal with him,
If you go, aren't you going to die?"
Gwen smiled and said: "Reggie Victor is not a dragon at all. Dragons have long been extinct on the Origino continent. Reggie is just a fool, a hopeless fool. He raised a group of wizards and used some stupid methods.
I’m just using witchcraft to deceive you.”
Lagasov looked at Gwen in surprise. Everything he said and did was elusive to him.
"I heard you personally say that Reggie Victor is the descendant of dragon."
"That's because His Majesty said he was a dragon, and we must believe everything His Majesty said!" Gwen looked at Ragasov and asked with contempt, "Do you think your status can be compared with that of the Prime Minister?"
"I, of course I can't." Prime Minister Romell is a Duke, and Ragasov is just a knight. There is a huge difference in their identities.
"Did you see the scars on the Prime Minister's face? If you had offended His Majesty, do you think it would be over with just a beating?"
Lagasov did not dare to speak anymore.
Gwen continued: "Your Majesty wants to be a hero. The country of Bayer needs heroes. Crack Reggie's witchcraft, kill this idiot, and make your Majesty famous in history. This is the only meaning for you and all the dragon slayers to survive. Remember
My words!"
Everyone walked westward for twenty miles, but found no trace of the ambush. Sean was a little dissatisfied with the choice of route: "Why not search directly north? The cavalry saw Reggie Victor there."
The route was chosen by Gwen, so the question was naturally answered by Gwen: "Your Majesty, we can't expect Reggie to wait for us in the north. He doesn't have the courage, and the poisonous mist of the evil dragon has not cleared away. You
There’s no need to take risks on something like this.”
"There's no need for me to follow you around here!" Sean said angrily, "If we still can't see Reggie Victor after walking another twenty miles, search north immediately!"
Fortunately, Reggie did not disappoint Sean. After walking for about ten miles, Sean saw the hydrogen balloon floating in the sky.
The prepared dragon slayers immediately prepared for battle. They fixed the dragon slaying chariot on the flat road. Everyone began to work up and down, adjusting the direction and angle of the attack, and smearing ashes and blood on the arrows. Fifteen minutes later,
Everything was ready. Ragasov gave an order, and all the dragon-slaying crossbows fired the dragon-slaying arrows at the same time.
If Reggie could see this scene, I'm afraid he would feel sorry for Sean. There is really no need to waste it like this. A dragon-slaying arrow is enough.
The hydrogen balloon that was broken into rags fell down with a sound, and there was also a rope attached to it. A cavalry came forward and said: "Your Majesty, we pulled out the rope last night, and then the white elf appeared."
"That's because you don't know how to slay a dragon," Gwen said with a smile. "Dragon-slaying warriors, show your Majesty the correct method."
The right way?
There is no right way at all.
All dragon slayers receive only one kind of training, which is to knock down flying dragons from the sky. What should they do next? Lagasov can only rely on him to write and perform.
Fortunately, he was not a reckless person. He did not pull the rope rashly, but carefully observed the situation below the rope.
The rope was buried in the soil, and there were other things buried in the soil. It was daytime now, and the traces of the snow being turned over were very obvious.
"Great ancestor, please give us power, Bindu Falana, Chadu Falana, Kalidu Falana..." Ragasov lay on the ground and recited a spell. Sean looked at the scene in front of him in surprise and asked
:"What is he doing?"
Gwen could only improvise: "He is performing an ancient dragon-slaying ritual."
Lagasov is a tough guy. He lay on the snow for more than an hour. The ceremony was finally over. When he got up, he felt that his internal organs were about to freeze.
"Your Majesty, the dragon's soul is sealed underground, and we need to dig it out now."
Digging it out is the safest method Lagasov can think of.
The dragon slayers used various tools to dig out the iron barrel bombs from under the snow. Sean frowned and looked at this huge stone-like thing and asked: "This is Wan Zai
The soul of the evil dragon?”
"Yes, Your Majesty," Lagasov said confidently, "We caught him!"
Hearing the news, the whole army cheered thunderously, and Sean shouted excitedly: "Put it on the fire for me, I will roast Reggie, the guinea pig!"
Use fire? Gwen doesn't think this is a good idea. He knows that there can't be Reggie's soul in this thing. All this is made up by Ragasov, but he knows that Reggie has black powder and it is powerful.
Black powder.
The cavalry encountered an explosion before, which means that there is probably black powder in this thing, and this thing must not be allowed to come into contact with fire.
"Your Majesty, you should bring the dragon's soul back to our royal capital and personally destroy his sinful soul in front of all the people."
Sean nodded, he thought this was a good idea, and all the soldiers sang a triumphant war song and returned to the camp happily.
The sentry told Sophia the news, and Sophia was a little worried and a little happy at the misfortune.
"You see, Sean is not as stupid as you think," Sophia looked at Reggie with a hint of sarcasm, "Your bomb didn't explode. He saw through your little trick."
"Your Majesty the Queen, do you care more about your brother or your throne?" Reggie also looked at Sophia with sarcastic eyes, "In other words, do you care more about me or him?"
"Don't sound so disgusting! Do you have a better idea now?"
"No need for a better way," Reggie laughed, "from the moment Sean left the camp, the tactic was successful."
Sophia looked puzzled and said: "But Sean has returned to the camp now. If you want to sneak attack him halfway, why don't you do it as soon as possible."
Reggie shook his head and said: "That is still too risky. I can lure Sean out once, and I can lure him out a second time. I have an omnipotent craftsman who has already modified my warship. I am ready to do it at sea.
.”
"At sea?" Sophia looked at Reggie in shock, "This is impossible, Sean's camp is too far from the seaside."
Reggie said: "So I want to lure him here."
"That won't work!" Sophia shook her head. "The surrounding coast is full of rocks. It's impossible for your warship to..."
Sophia was stunned, and she remembered another thing: "I forgot, you have a pathbreaker wizard."
"This is my tactic," Reggie said with a sinister smile, "attack from all directions by sea, land and air."