Chapter 164: The Deep Breath of the Red Dragon Princess
The red dots in the sky were getting closer, and as I entered, I realized they were seven giant red dragons.
The leading red dragon is the largest in size, with a slender body, wide wingspan, fine scales, and sharp edges arranged on its back. It has a streamlined beauty, and its length is no less than that of a small castle.
Robbie finally knew where the uneasiness in his heart came from. It was the dragon clan. He ignored that the red dragon clan would participate in the war.
Seeing this, Baron Rivendell hurriedly jumped onto the battlements and shouted: "The soldiers on the wall listen to the order and spread out. All spread out and find a place to hide. Hurry, it's too late. Jump off the wall."
The irritable baron's eyes turned red and he kicked over a few soldiers who looked up at the Dragon Clan stupidly. He loudly issued orders to disperse, and the city suddenly fell into chaos.
Looking at the giant dragon getting closer and closer in the sky, he could already feel the huge air current carried by the dragon when flying. The baron smiled sadly and said to Robbie:
"I know that the Red Dragon Tribe has always been an ally of the Orcs. It is all lies to say that the Red Dragon Queen was enslaved. Stratholme has never regarded the Dragon Tribe as an imaginary enemy. Even if he knew that he was an enemy, he could not guard against it. Stratholme
It's over. Robbie, take the prince and escape, Stratholme can't be defended anymore."
The Red Dragon Tribe actually participated in the Battle of Stratholme.
Yes, without siege equipment, without enough food and supplies, the orcs must rely on the dragon clan to win.
Robbie secretly complained to himself that he was inexperienced and didn't think things through. He should have thought of the Red Dragon Clan.
There are too many historical loopholes in the records of the Guardians. The respected Red Dragon Queen was enslaved by the orcs of the Dragon Roar Clan. As a result, the other dragon clans just watched in vain and didn't know how to lend a helping hand. What if they agreed to join forces and help each other?
Perhaps the Demon Soul is powerful enough to threaten the Dragon Clan, but the powerful Dragon Clan cannot be without allies.
Later, the Red Dragon Queen, who was miraculously rescued by two unknown people at the time, Ronin and Vereesa Windrunner, actually let go of the orcs who enslaved her, and attributed the crime of enslaving the red dragons only to the Dragonmaw clan.
Even the Dragonmaw clan, the culprits, are still alive and well and have established their home in the Twilight Highlands.
It's simply incredible.
The secret hidden in this can easily be deduced that the red dragon clan was originally an ally of the orcs.
Robbie didn't know when this alliance was established, but judging from the clues in history, it might have been earlier than the opening of the Dark Portal.
Robbie stared at the largest red dragon, and could already see the contempt and arrogance in a pair of dragon eyes, overlooking Stratholme below.
"What's the name of that dragon?" Robbie asked.
"The red dragon princess Aleshandra, the daughter of Alexstrasza and her first consort Talanistrasz." Baron Rivendell gasped. The huge size of the red dragon made the baron feel extremely
A great feeling of depression.
"Yalishandra once competed with the black dragon princess Onyxia three times. No matter the outcome, she was recognized as the heir to the red dragon queen. She is very powerful."
"Red Dragon Princess Yalishandra? I have never heard of it. Could it be..."
Robbie's heart moved, and hope suddenly emerged.
Baron Rivendell grabbed an iron gun, shouted loudly, and threw it at the Red Princess Yalishandra.
A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Princess Red Dragon's mouth, and with a flick of her claws, the iron gun changed its direction and fell weakly to the ground.
The baron's blow only made the red dragon pause for a moment, and then Robbie heard a deep breath.
"Disperse quickly," the Baron shouted.
A ray of fire fell from the sky, covering the hundred-meter-long city wall, and the wall bricks were burned red. In this short moment, hundreds of soldiers who had no time to escape lost their lives and turned into ashes under the dragon's flames.
The Red Dragon Princess let out a joyful laugh, and seven giant dragons descended from the sky one after another, constantly brewing flames. The soldiers guarding the city hurriedly raised their bows and arrows and shot at the dragons in the sky.
The scales of the red dragon princess are strong and will not be hurt by bows and arrows. The other six smaller red dragons must avoid it. The human resistance angered the red dragons. They abandoned the soldiers on the city wall and flew over the residences of Stratholme.
, spitting out flames like a catharsis.
Houses were burned down one after another, several streets burned, the flames devoured everything, and countless people lost their lives.
Under the leadership of the Red Dragon Princess, seven red dragons raged in Stratholme. The entire Stratholme was ablaze with smoke and smoke. The dragons flying in the air were very agile. They deliberately avoided the soldiers and only killed and injured civilians.
In this situation, even Robbie was panicked and didn't know how to fight.
After spitting out enough fire, the seven red dragons were satisfied, flapped their wings, left Stratholme, landed in the orc camp, and transformed into human form.
Seeing the seven-headed red dragons approaching, Uther was so surprised that he forgot to pray to the Holy Light. He stared blankly at the seven-headed red dragons setting Stratholme on fire, with an incredible look on his face:
"Why does the Red Dragon Princess appear here?"
"How can we capture Stratholme without the help of the red dragon? Do we rely on your useless paladins?" Thrall laughed at Uther and hurriedly greeted the red dragon princess.
"This is the last time, orcs." Princess Red Dragon said arrogantly: "This is the last time for our red dragon clan to help you orcs. I hope you will cherish this hard-won opportunity, savior Thrall."
"To save Azeroth." Thrall grinned.
The red dragon princess had a look of disgust on her face, but she could only say: "To save Azeroth."
Stratholme howled.
Thousands of soldiers were lost in this battle, as well as an even larger number of civilians.
What's even more frightening is the low morale. The giant dragon flying in the sky makes people feel helpless. The soldiers' faces are full of despair, like zombies, and the generals' faces are dim.
It is difficult for human strength to compete with the dragons. All courage has lost its effect.
Robbie walked on the charred streets. Many houses were still burning. The young mother was holding the body of her young son and weeping. The husband was clinging to his wife's charred body and weeping. Sadness spread in every corner. The surviving residents were crying.
Sighs and despair filled Stratholme
"We're fucked."
An old man with unkempt hair and a dirty face was sitting on the ground, eating rotten grains of rice.
That was plague rice. He probably wanted to turn himself into an undead and then hide underground.
Robbie didn't stop him, and he didn't know how to fight against the red dragon flying in the air.
It would be great if I could fly.
"Hahaha! The dragon clan only needs one true dragon-slaying warrior to kill them all."
The middle-aged man with disheveled hair and dirty face shouted wildly, wandering on the street like a madman.
Robbie noticed that although the middle-aged man's head and face were dirty and his body was covered with dust, he was dressed in gorgeous clothes. It could be seen that he was a nobleman, but he did not know that he was a relative of the lord.
Robbie shook his head and moved on. He had no time to deal with a madman.
"I, Flor, will never compromise with the Dragon Clan."
The middle-aged man yelled like crazy.
Robbie quickly turned around, grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, and asked, "What did you say your name was?"
"I am Sir Flor." The middle-aged man replied politely.
"What can you do to deal with the Dragon Clan?"
"I have a compendium of dragon slaying, do you want to read it?"
The middle-aged man showed his snow-white teeth and asked. (To be continued)