Chapter 1104 War, Not Fighting

The sea dragon's breath was like a torrent that cut through the sky. The powerful muscle tissue allowed the snake-like monster to easily compress the seawater and turn it into a biological high-pressure water gun.

When the corrosive seawater was combined with a high-pressure fluid, it was enough to splash down on the knight's place at a distance of more than 200 meters.

The quick-reacting knight of the kingdom had experienced many battles. After seeing his vision covered by a wave, he immediately raised his shield to cover his fragile face.

The oak shield was corroded and sizzled, and the emblem pattern on the surface quickly turned into a distorted and blurred image.

But not everyone could react to Druzy's sudden attack. Some rangers who reacted more slowly had their helmets not infected by the seawater. Their fragile eyes were quickly baptized by the salt water and bubbles were sizzling.

They lay on the back of the warhorse with a wail, trying to relieve the pain with sound.

In order to save the future of the knight kingdom, the holy grail girls spared no magic power to pray to the lady and slowly healed the rangers attacked by the sea dragon's breath with the blood of the earth.

The green light stopped the seawater from corroding further, but the knights whose faces turned into hideous flesh still proved that Lord Kraken's attack had some effect.

Seeing the actions of the saints, Loxia uttered a vague word of Druzy. The elves who were proud of magic were actually cast healing spells in front of Bretonnian monkeys one day. What a shitty Phoenix Court.

The sea dragon roared like thunder after being hit by a catapult. Even though the slippery skin resisted many injuries, its internal organs were still hit.

Loxia screamed hoarsely, staring at the human as food with bloodshot eyes. It hadn't had a full meal for a long time...

And soon Loxia would meet the requirements of the mount.

Thousands of Druzy warriors quickly charged towards the Bretonnian flag. The war hydra led by them used its huge body as a meat wall. The people with sharp eyesight had raised the black crossbow, and the rain of black arrows slid across the sky.

Grand Duke Lyonness, holding a shield to block the black arrow attack, remained calm. After praying to the lady, he roared: "How long will it take for the serfs to enter the battlefield!"

"At least half an hour."

He clenched his lance, knowing that Druzy had seized this time point. The marching speed of the serfs could not be too fast, otherwise they would lose a lot of physical strength after entering the battlefield.

"Hurry up, I need to see you within ten minutes! Now let the servants charge first!"

As cannon fodder, the servants wore leather armor and held maces. These crude weapons were much better than their companions in the village, not to mention that they had a warhorse that symbolized their noble status.

But no matter how prominent they were among the Bretonnian peasants, they still exposed their shortcomings when facing the elven warriors. The light cavalry could at most play a diversionary role, and the only meaning of using them for frontal charge was to delay the local attack.

The dark spears easily pierced the horses and pulled the monkeys off their backs. Even in the clash between infantry and cavalry, the fear spearmen from Nagarond still maintained impeccable combat effectiveness. If the distance between them and their comrades was too large, they would use flexible postures to avoid the swing of maces. If there were brothers next to them, the spears raised by a few people were like an insurmountable spiked wall.

As for those horse-riding monkeys who were shooting and harassing with bows and arrows from a distance, they had already been shot into sieves by the black crossbowmen.

Loccia, who attacked first, was not in a hurry to fight against Duke Lyonness. Instead, he let the sea dragon mount roam around the center of the battlefield and cover the infantry's attack together with the war hydra.

In ten minutes, under the fearless attack of the servants, the Druzes were unable to kill everyone in a short time. They could only watch the human monkeys with a broken morale fleeing around.

This allowed the serfs to enter the battlefield...

But Duke Lyonnis made a mistake. He thought that he was the only one who could fight against the God-blessed Evil Party's Lord, Loxia, and he kept a close eye on the sea dragon's every move.

This made the excited Rangers mistakenly believe that as long as the serfs entered the battlefield, it would be the horn of counterattack.

Before the Duke gave the order, teams of knights with various flags shouted the name of the lady and raised their iron hooves to rush forward.

"Damn it! How dare they charge alone! Stop, stop!" Flower's roar could not cover the sound of the iron hooves charging. If they charged alone without the cooperation of infantry, the only possible target would be the opponent's weak flank.

But now, what lies in front of the knight army is a sea dragon and three hydras!

The opportunity has come...

Loxia will not waste such a good opportunity to let the mount roar that only the God-blessed Evil Party can understand.

The trainer quickly stopped the war hydra from eating the horse's corpse and ordered the terrifying beast to aim its five heads at the ranger knights who were still charging.

Arrows like arrows gushed out of the mouth of the war hydra. The beast's breath was not as fierce as that of a dragon, but its number was greater, and it could easily kill a large group of weak creatures.

The flames were like shuttles, covering a range of 100 meters. The high temperature did not melt the armor, but it had burned the people inside the steel into pieces of meat with a peppery smell.

A large rain of arrows passed over the head of the fearful spearman, and concentrated on the knights who were still running in the flames... Some of the terrifying ones even hit the eye sockets accurately.

The familiar smell intoxicated Locksia, blood, burnt smell, and salty wind blowing from the seaside... This is where the God-blessed evil party belongs!

The sea dragon glided quickly and arrived in front of the knight. Facing the shining army of ladies, Loxia stood on top of the giant beast, with the scarlet blade of her right hand pointed directly at Duke Leonis under the flag.

"Humans, the era of fear has come... In the name of the Holy Phoenix King, I sentence you to death!"

No one cared what Druchi said. In fact, most of the knights could not understand Elvish at all. Except for some female prophets and saints who were well-read in poetry and books, they were shocked by the Phoenix King in Loxia's words. The knights all thought that This is provocation.

The purpose of the provocation is a ritual that will never be lacking on the battlefield - the championship showdown.

"Duke, please let me fight!"

The eyes of the angry Holy Grail Knight were on fire. He was convinced that the elves were the scourge of the world. Whether it was Druzi who was accustomed to plundering, Asrai who was hiding in the woods and trafficking in people, or Asul who was a high-sounding man on the island. It's a moth.

Carrying the stag banner of the family, the Holy Grail Knight's spear is shining with light. This is the blessing of the lady's power, the sacred power that can defeat all evil in the world.

He rushed towards the huge sea dragon without hesitation, guarding Bretonnia just like the legend.

But obviously he didn't realize that something was wrong. Loxia had no idea of ​​a championship showdown. Just when the Holy Grail Knight's spear was about to pierce the sea dragon's scales, an iron hook was already hung on the belly of the war horse.

As Lord Kraken tugged hard on the rope in his hand, the mixed-blood elf horse neighed and howled, breaking in half from its abdomen. The knight also fell to the ground and was crushed to pieces by the sea dragon.

Loxia's eyes were full of teasing, and she swung the iron hook in her hand.

"This is a war, not a battle..." (End of Chapter)