Doranor sat silently in the room without saying a word. It was not until Reggie sat next to him that he hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"I'm sorry, my master, I just... seemed to have fallen asleep."
"Don't lie, old wizard, you haven't slept, you are anxious, my friend."
"I don't understand what anxiety means, but I'm a little scared," Doranor said honestly. "I've never tried the tactics you mentioned. I'm worried that my witchcraft won't last long."
This is what Reggie is worried about: "It may be long or short, just give me some time."
"I have carefully calculated that the most I can sustain is a forty-minute hourglass."
Forty-minute hourglass, a little more than half an hour, this time is indeed a bit reluctant.
Reggie carefully calculated every aspect of the battle, and finally came to a conclusion: "It seems that our warship cannot return."
Dolanor stood up nervously: "Master, I'm sorry, this is all my fault."
"Why are you saying sorry? Sit down quickly, my friend," Reggie poured a glass of white fruit wine for Dolanore. Reggie hated this kind of liquor, but Dolanore liked it very much. "You have created a
Miracle, drink it and have a good night's sleep."
Doranor drank the white fruit wine, and the warm spirit made him calm down somewhat.
Reggie gave Dolanor five gold coins: "Take it, there will be more rewards after the battle is over."
Doranor shook his head and said: "Master, I can't accept any more rewards from you, I really can't."
Reggie smiled and said: "Take it, you are not young anymore. If you save a fortune, it's time to marry a wife."
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That night, Reggie slept soundly, but Sean was too excited to sleep.
He had just captured the Ten Thousand Years Evil Dragon alive. Although he had not really seen the dragon's shadow, this did not affect the sense of accomplishment that was enough to overlook the common people.
On the continent of Origino, no one thought that a king could achieve such great achievements. Sean repeatedly said to the mirror: "Sean Beyer, you are qualified to enjoy the worship and praise of the world. You are qualified to be
Master of this world."
Unfortunately, Sean's good mood was wiped out the next day, because the military camp ran out of food.
This war came too hastily. Sean just wanted to deal with Sophia as quickly as possible, but he neglected to prepare for the war.
There were only three days of food reserves in his military camp, and these days he had to rely on a steady stream of supplies from all around to barely support the soldiers' meals.
Now he has not received supplies for two consecutive days. After eating this lunch, the camp's granary has reached the bottom.
The irritable Sean beat Prime Minister Romell again. The helpless Prime Minister did not dare to struggle, let alone resist.
"Tell me! Idiot! Where is my food!" Sean kicked and hit the Prime Minister on the head desperately, until Sean was tired of beating, and the Prime Minister had a chance to speak.
"Your Majesty, the soldiers saw the flying dragon again to the north of the camp."
"Why is there still a dragon?" Sean roared, "Didn't we already capture Victor?"
Sean's eyes looked at Lagasov. If Gwen hadn't held his back, the dragon-slaying warrior would have collapsed on the ground.
"I'm asking you a question!" Sean grabbed Lagasov's hair, "I wanted to make you a duke last night. Now tell me, why are there still dragons?"
"These are the subordinates of the Evil Dragon of Ten Thousand Years." This was the only excuse Ragasov could think of.
"Subordinates, did you hear that?" Sean showed a ferocious smile, "Tell me, how many subordinates does he have? Tell me!"
Sean pressed Lagasov's head on the iron barrel bomb: "Ask Reggie, use your magic to ask him how many subordinates he has!"
"It won't be too many. Believe me, Your Majesty, I will bring all the dragon slayers to eradicate them all!"
Just as Galasov was about to set off, he was stopped by Gwen: "You don't have to take all the dragon slayers with you, at least half should be left behind."
Sean frowned and said, "What's the use of staying?"
Gwen said: "We must protect our camp, Your Majesty. I'm worried that other dragons will attack our camp."
The sophisticated Gwen noticed something unusual, and he felt that Reggie would make a big move.
"Can half the dragon slayers defeat that giant dragon?" Sean looked at Lagasov.
"I think it should..."
"I asked you if you can beat it!"
"Yes, my Majesty!" Lagasov did not dare to say more. He hurriedly set off with the Dragon Slayer. Sean gave him an additional thousand infantrymen and asked him to go to the town in the north and personally pick up the food.
come over.
Not long after Lagasov left, the sentries brought another news.
"Your Majesty, giant dragons have appeared on the beach. There are three of them. They are near the rocks. They are flying very high."
"Did you hear that?" Sean pointed at the iron barrel bomb and looked at Gwen with a ferocious expression. "It seems that he really has a lot of subordinates. Take all the dragon slayers and set off with me. I want to see if there are any more
How many dragons are there!”
Gwen advised Sean to stay in the camp, but Sean ignored Gwen's advice and set off with 5,000 infantry and 1,000 cavalry who could still fight.
This was all his troops. There were only less than a thousand wounded soldiers and handymen left in the camp. The six thousand troops came to the seaside in a mighty manner. On the rocks on the seaside, there were three huge long strips of hydrogen balloons.
Floating in the air.
This is the style closest to a dragon among all the balloons. Seeing that these three hydrogen balloons also have wings for decoration, even Gwen has some doubts about her previous judgment.
There are still ropes tied under the balloon, but the height is a little different. The balloon can fly at least four hundred feet, which is a big test for the dragon slayer.
As before, the Dragon Slayer prepared for battle as quickly as possible. This time it was Sean who gave the order to attack.
"Warriors, kill these evil dragons!" Sean's mood was very high. "Aim! Shoot!"
The first wave of crossbow arrows missed, and all the thick dragon-slaying arrows fell into the sea.
Sean turned around and looked at the dragon slayer silently. He felt as if he had been tricked.
The dragon slayers were very scared, and what frightened them even more was yet to come.
Sean made a gesture, and the archers drew their longbows.
"If you miss one more time, I will turn you into hedgehogs and throw you into the sea."
No one could fathom Sean's madness. If he ordered an arrow to be fired, not even Gwen could stop him.
The well-trained dragon slayers became a little panicked under the coercion. This time, it took them nearly twenty minutes to complete the loading of the crossbow.
The second wave of crossbow arrows was fired and a balloon fell down. Sean was quite satisfied with the result and ordered the dragon slayer to continue.
After the third wave of crossbow arrows was fired, another balloon fell down. At this time, someone noticed something. There was a ship on the sea heading towards the shore.
"The speed is too fast. What kind of ship is this?"
"What do they want to do? There seems to be a flag of the Golden Eagle Country on the ship!"
"They're about to hit the rocks!"
"Sir, look!" A cavalryman reminded Gwen in time, and Gwen recognized the style of the boat at a glance.
"Falcon Warship, are people from the Golden Eagle Kingdom coming?" Gwen was still guessing about the origin of the warship, but Sean was still urging the Dragon Slayer to attack.
The soldiers were talking a lot, and Gwen suddenly felt that something was wrong. He quickly shouted to Sean: "Your Majesty! Look at the sea!"
An angry Sean pointed his sword at Gwen's nose and shouted; "What are you looking at?"
Gwen pointed to the sea and said: "The warships of the Golden Eagle Kingdom are coming!"
"Golden Eagle Country?" Sean looked at the sea, "What are they doing here? Have we asked them for help?"
The three warships rushed to the shore at extremely fast speeds. On the flagship in the middle, Natalie was controlling the wind direction, and Doranor had arranged the wizard's magic circle on the deck.
The mysterious totem is burning, and the silver staff shines with dazzling light.
Dolanor stood on the bow of the ship, his white beard and hair fluttering in the wind. He chanted mysterious spells loudly, sounding like a singer singing a gorgeous aria.
"Ada Salamantha, Ada Tutu Binandosa!"
The first tactical step is to clear the rocks.
This is Dolanor's signature method. With the spell, the dense rocks on the shore instantly disperse to both sides.
"Uda Tito Kaya, Ada Tuo Tuo Binandosa!"
The second tactical step is to extend the channel.
This was the biggest challenge. Doranor tried his best to open up a rift valley one hundred feet wide and five hundred feet long on the beach. Seawater instantly poured into the rift valley, driving three warships until they were close to the enemy.
The third tactical step is bombing.
"Trebuchet! Launch!" Roland Field on the ship gave the order. Five trebuchets were installed on each ship, and the fifteen trebuchets dropped fifteen iron barrel bombs.
The bomb exploded instantly, and the fragments of the dragon-slaying crossbow and the corpse of the dragon-slayer flew into the sky.