Chapter 378 Legion Trial Site

"There is no way we can defeat such an enemy."

As the senior military commander of the fortress, if he said such words, he would know how much damage the Kingdom of Aminoa had suffered in the confrontation with the Zerg.

It is no exaggeration to say that this kingdom entrenched in the central region of the mainland has been spiritually defeated by the Zerg. If it had not been for the continuous support from the outside, I am afraid that it would not be far away from a complete collapse.

"Well, I understand. This is an enemy that you humans cannot fight against, so just leave it to me. Now, give me all the information you have. Anyway, that's all you have left. "

Regarding the negative emotions displayed by the human defenders, Tyrell had no intention of alleviating or comforting them. Instead, he behaved quite arrogantly and rudely.

This condescending attitude of looking down immediately made many of the human generals present have angry looks on their faces. However, seeing the head of the lava tyrant that Tyrell threw into the city, and the unintentional display of power, these people were made more angry. They had to suppress their anger, especially the cowardly attitude displayed by their commander, which really made them shameless to retort.

"Of course, all the information we have collected in the process of fighting these monsters is open to the public. As long as you can find the weaknesses of these monsters and help us repel them, the kingdom is willing to pay any price."

Even though he was so slighted by Tyrell, the legendary commander who already had the qualification to become a god was not annoyed. Not many abnormal emotions surfaced. He was just like a rotten tree, lifeless despite being beaten by wind and rain.

"Are you willing to pay any price? Then you, the Aminoah Kingdom, can be regarded as a vassal kingdom under my command. Then I will have a legitimate reason to send my main army to support you."

Tyrell grinned and said unceremoniously.

"Before I became a legend, I heard many legends about you. It is said that your desire and desire for land surpass all dragons. It seems that this description is not wrong."

When Tyrell made such a ridiculous request, Marshal Stefan was not angry and responded with a smile,

"I am personally very moved by your proposal, but I do not have the decision-making power, so I am very sorry."

"Since you can't decide national affairs, how about you give me this fortress city? I will guard it for you. I can promise you that no Zerg will ever cross the city wall."

Listening to the weak and polite refusal of the legendary marshal in front of him, Tyrell also didn't take it seriously and retreated to the next best option.

"If you can really do what you say, then I swear in the name of Willich that from today on, I will follow all the orders you give and I will serve you for the rest of my life."

Such arrogant and rude words, which did not put anyone present in the eyes, fell on Marshal Stefan's ears, and he was firmly grasped by him like a life-saving straw floating in front of him.

Moreover, for the Kingdom of Amiloa, which was about to enter the water and fall into destruction, the dragon emperor in front of it was not just a life-saving straw, but a giant boat floating on the water.

Under normal circumstances, even if the Metal Dragon Clan, which has many positive images, makes a rash request for land, most of the time it will be verbally rejected.

But now the situation is different. The apocalyptic disaster has come. The land is meaningless and has no value anymore. The only thing left is the dispensable glory and dignity, but at the time of survival, these don't matter. What?

"Really give it to me?"

Tyrell was slightly surprised to see the old legend in front of him being so decisive.

He just had the idea of ​​​​taking a shot whether there was a date or not. The lion opened his mouth and asked for a price. He didn't expect any response from the other party. After all, there were really not many things in the world that could catch his eye.

"You can bring hope and light to this land, and I have no reason not to do so. This lava tyrant has been bothering us for a long time, but you just eradicated it when you arrived."

Stefan looked at the giant beast head that fell in the city with a smile on his face, but underneath the smile, there was sourness and nervousness that could not be hidden.

"But the fall of the tyrant will also make the Zerg go crazy. Soon, more Zerg tyrants will arrive here, and the pressure this fortress will face will exceed its endurance limit."

"I see."

Tyrell suddenly understood why this old guy was so happy, because for him, this was a situation that he could only barely support, but after his intervention, it became a mess that the human race was unable to clean up.

The original existence of the lava tyrant did bring huge pressure to the defenders of the fortress. However, in a stalemate, the Zerg would not invest too many troops here. But after the tyrant falls, the Zerg will definitely send more and more troops here. Strong insect beast.

Zerg are very vindictive monsters, and they will use all their strength to retaliate against beings that can cause serious harm to them.

Tyrell is just too strong because of his own strength and the carefully formed shadow army, so the Zerg's counterattack and revenge are as insignificant to him as the breeze blowing on his face.

But what was insignificant to him was a precursor to destruction for the fortress that had hosted a large number of refugees and whose own military strength was already in jeopardy.

"If this is the case, then transfer all the materials stored in the warehouse to build the teleportation array."

"Yes."

Di Ruier had just arrived here. He first asked for land and then power, and now he asked for a lot of resources. However, none of the generals who had gathered to defend the city had an unhappy expression. In fact, quite a few of them had bright smiles on their faces and couldn't wait to move the materials for Di Ruier to build a teleportation array.

Reinforcements

The reinforcements they had been waiting for for a long time were finally coming!

A protracted war of attrition with an endless number of Zergs was a physical and mental destruction. No one could maintain optimism in front of the endless Zerg tide, and even the expectation of victory was not much left.

It was just the instinctive thought of wanting to survive that supported them to fight. If the war went on for a long time, not to mention the soldiers at the bottom, even the generals at the top would be confused. After all, the marshals were all in a bad mood.

Now, the arrival of the strongest dragon in this world was like a light piercing the darkness, like a sharp sword, splitting the red fog in the sky, bringing everyone the hope they had been waiting for for a long time.

The light from the dragon's scales is the light of victory and hope.

Under the light of hope, no matter how arrogant and rude the dragon is, it is justified in the eyes of most people.

"Let me see."

Di Ruier wasted the remaining treasures of the fortress without hesitation, and soon contacted the legion he wanted to mobilize.

When the light of the teleportation array shone above the city wall, the faces of the defenders gathered around showed joyful expectations.

However, when the light gradually faded and the reinforcements from across the continent showed their figures, disappointment suddenly appeared on everyone's face.

"Why are they humans?"

"Look carefully, they are not humans. Pay attention to the scales on their faces. They are dragonborn."

"I don't care if they are dragonborn or dragon vein sorcerers. Their strength is too weak. What's the use of this?"

"Isn't this a waste of our resources? Our reserves are already very few."

"Aliens are not trustworthy."

After the army that Diriel had drawn from the Elmond continent showed up, the defenders who were originally full of expectations suddenly exploded and the sky was boiling.

What they wanted to see was a pure-blooded dragon as big as a mountain, not dozens of dragonborn with only a few dragon scales on their faces, and even retaining most of the human features.

Not to mention the ordinary city defense generals, even Marshal Stefan, who was ready to obey, couldn't help it at this moment. The cost of summoning was borne by the fortress, and the dragon in front of him didn't pay anything.

"Did I allow you to speak?"

Direil was aware of the emotional changes of the surrounding defenders, but he didn't care. He just glanced at them casually, and everyone fell silent and could not speak.

"Did you see? These people are very disappointed with your arrival."

At this time, Direil cast his eyes on the dragon descendants in front of him with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

This is the dragon descendants trained by the Holy Martial Military Academy. Because he spared no effort to invest resources, the people who appeared in front of him at this moment all have a large proportion of dragon veins in their bodies. If they are in combat mode and fully stimulated, they can transform into dragon people.

"But I believe in you. You can meet all my requirements and bring hope to this land and the light that the residents here want."

It was not Direil's job to explain the situation in detail. Naturally, someone replaced Direil to explain to these legion sergeants who were pulled over by him in a daze.

"Sir Direil, what are the identities of these young people?"

After Direil finished his lecture, Stefan hurriedly caught up and asked the dragon emperor for answers.

"Can't you see? I think their immaturity is obvious enough. They are just a group of rookies who have not been on the battlefield and have not been fully trained."

"So, they are new recruits?"

Stephan's face showed an expression of disbelief and incomprehension.

"Of course, what else do you think I would summon?"

Di Ruier glanced at the fortress commander whose mental will entered a trance state,

"A dozen or twenty ancient dragons, and then I will lead them to wipe out the Zerg that has put your Kingdom of Aminoa in danger of destruction?"

"This... hehe."

Stephen laughed dryly. Not to mention him, every soldier in the fortress had such a fantasy after seeing the arrival of the Dragon Emperor, but reason told him that this situation would never happen.

"Don't dream. The things you brought out may seem valuable to you, but they are nothing to the ancient dragons.

If you want to summon double-digit ancient dragons to support the battle, let alone the little resources you saved, even if you count yourselves, it will not be enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of the ancient dragons."

Di Ruier mocked bluntly, pointing out the pros and cons. What era is this? There are still such ignorant people in the world who want to get free dragons.

How is this possible? Although he does have colorful ancient dragons who are willing to work hard and serve him for free, this is impossible for him and any other existence.

"But you summon these new recruits..."

Marshal Stephen also knew that with the little resources they had spent, it was simply a fool's errand to summon multiple ancient dragons to come. However, it was indeed the few remaining resources they had saved through frugality. After they used them all, they could just summon one Who can bear this batch of new recruits with dragon blood flowing through them?

"Participating in the trial, these recruits come from the newly formed legion under my command. This legion doesn't even have a formal name because it has no achievements worth boasting about.

I think that although the members of these legions have good potential, they lack enough practical experience. I think your fortress is in a good location and can be used as a testing ground for the new legion under my command, so that they can be transformed here. "

"Trial battlefield?!"

Stefan couldn't help but exclaimed. He looked at the giant dragon in front of him with an incomprehensible look in his eyes. Sure enough, he still underestimated the arrogance of dragons.

"Is it necessary to be so surprised?"

"You don't take these bugs seriously."

Stephen couldn't help but sigh.

"What is it about them that deserves my attention?"

Tyrell glanced at the trance-like human commander. The two men had different identities and racial status, and naturally looked at the problem from different angles.

In the eyes of this human commander, the Zerg race is about to be destroyed, a doomsday disaster for everything he owns. However, in Tyrell's eyes, this group of insects cannot inspire his desire to take action, and they are more suitable as a whetstone for the new legion under his command.

"For you, it's true, but the ravages of the Zerg will bring irreparable damage to the areas they occupy. If you fail to eliminate the Zerg in time and allow them to expand, a large number of innocent people will die every day because of them. "

"So, you can believe in the legion sergeants I summoned. They are all very outstanding young people. They were carefully selected by me. Each one of them has a legendary appearance. As long as they do not fall in the future, It will become a legend.”

Tyrell was categorical and extremely confident, but these confidences were not in the Legion Dragonmen he summoned, but in his own bloodline.

He firmly believes that any creature that receives the gift of his true blood, regardless of its previous status, even the humblest kobold or troglodyte, will be on a smooth path to be promoted to a legend.