"Lebusion!"
"What!" "What are they shouting?" "What is that!" The horses frightened by the roar of the dragon began to run around uncontrollably. After all, they were not Padrosi's knights. The horses had not received special training, but listening to The long archers of Arvinela, who did not understand the male roar that echoed high in the air, also panicked.
Despite their quality, they are not battle-hardened veterans.
"The dialect of the Palohia Highlanders means running back. It sounds like they encountered an earth dragon." Henry answered them at a very fast speaking speed.
"Dragon?" Even Minna stared at Henry and Mira with wide eyes, not to mention other young people from Avenella. Unlike witches, which are related to the history of the East Coast, dragons, as a wild species, live throughout the entire continent.
Although there will be many types of gaps if scholars are to subdivide them, in the dialect of Avenella, except for dragon lizards and several miscellaneous dragons that exist in the country, there are accurate names, whether they are flying dragons, earth dragons, or rare ones. The rare dragons are collectively referred to as "dragons".
A simple word means a huge threat that is difficult to match with human power.
"Don't worry, it's just a low-level earth dragon, which is different from the high-level dragon that can single-handedly destroy a city-state in epic stories." Henry said this, but just when most people were about to breathe a sigh of relief, he continued: "Its scale armor is equivalent to a relatively thick plate armor. The part not covered by scale armor is only as strong as 5 mm of hardened leather armor. It is the same level as the Aya Snake Dragon -"
"Just? Just?" Mingna rolled her eyes and got ahead of Mira.
"5mm hardened leather armor——" The longbowmen in the vanguard looked at each other. Although the longbows in their hands were typical of Avenella, they were originally designed for hunting ordinary small and medium-sized prey. , although it can be used for self-defense, it usually only deals with peasant bandits wearing thin linen shirts. Not to mention plate armor, even leather armor that is thick enough and treated can effectively reduce damage.
Longbowmen who have been on the battlefield or have experience hunting large prey all know that breaking through armor or breaking through the skin can be done with a strong enough pulling force, a fast enough arrow speed and the right arrows, but the real trouble is What happens after the armor is broken.
With a sufficiently powerful bow and specially customized armor-piercing arrows, it is completely possible to penetrate West Coast-style plate armor within a distance of 20 meters. But plate armor usually has a smooth arc, and tough and thick armor is worn under it.
After barely breaking through the plate armor, you need to break through the armor underneath. Even if you break through the armor, there still needs to be enough kinetic energy left to penetrate the skin and muscles, penetrate into the internal organs, and cause fatal injuries.
The difficulty of all this can be imagined, but this is not the most desperate thing. The relatively fragile parts of the earth dragon's skin that are not covered by scales may be penetrated, but even under ideal conditions.
Even if the 85 cm long arrow penetrated more than half of the body, it would still be nothing compared to that huge body.
"Run away while they are still attracting attention." The silence lasted for more than a minute, and the earth dragon did not roar again. The team members successfully controlled the horses. Mingna turned around and said this .
There was nothing wrong with her proposal. Although she had never had any direct contact, the blond lady who had close contacts with Parnilla's political circles before departure also had a general understanding of what kind of existence the Highlanders were in the empire.
To be fair, Ming Na didn't know those people, and the only ones she really cared about were her own people in the team. And the weapons and men in their hands are not sufficient to ensure that they can defeat the enemy without a doubt.
It's obviously not a wise decision to risk your life to help someone who may not be grateful to you when you have a more important purpose.
But despite being the de facto leader of the team, Ming Na only made a suggestion and waited for Henry's decision.
This approach has subtly affected the members of the team who know how to observe what is happening. Although most of them know little about the sage, the lady, who is obviously very talented as an ambassador to the empire, has given the decision-making power to the other party. Their subordinates had no choice but to take a gamble and see if this tall man could make the right judgment.
This group of people who have been with Ming Na for a while can all see this.
She left the decision-making power to Henry and just made a suggestion. This was not a forceful suppression, nor was it a matter of face, but came from pure trust without a trace of doubt.
Trust the other party and they will definitely make the right choice.
"That's not just an earth dragon." Henry turned around and explained at a fast pace. They still had the opportunity to pass by instead of getting involved in this matter. In addition to the loud dragon roar and shouting just now, there are only sporadic roars and human screams. It is obvious that these highlanders and earth dragons are fighting farther and farther away - it would be like they were fighting. Evenly matched, it should actually be the humans who want to escape and are hunted down.
"Undead, huh?" The uncertain and unfamiliar factors increased again.
Dealing with a dragon is difficult enough, but now it's dead. How do you kill a giant, dead creature?
bloodletting? Attack internal organs? toxin?
Trouble came one after another, and many people who were not mentally strong enough began to retreat. Ming Na noticed this and pulled out the long sword from her waist.
"Cheer up! You came here by boat from Avenella, which is thousands of miles away, just to go back with your tail between your legs to be embarrassed!"
"As an Avenella, just hold on. We have endured so many battles, endured so much pain, shouldered a fate that no one else has ever shouldered, and embarked on a journey that no one else has ever shouldered. You have already done such a thing in a foreign land that you have arrived in. Is there anything else in this world that you would be afraid of?" Her blond hair tied into a ponytail fluttered with her movements, and she spoke, speaking clearly in a clear voice. Said word for word.
"You can turn around and go back now if you are scared, but you must be prepared that no companion will look at you from now on."
"Did you hear that?" Ming Na shouted.
"Hiss--" gasps came and went, and many people used the cold air to cheer themselves up again.
"It's quite powerful." Mira whispered to the lady who took back the sword, and Minna smiled in return.
“Practice makes perfect.”
Henry turned his head and glanced at everyone behind him. Although he did not explain his intention to intervene in this matter, most people who had hesitated here for several minutes understood the sage's determination.
He looked around, then turned around and said something.
"I have a plan."
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"" Olaf noticed the guys who suddenly appeared.
The woman in the lead had shining blond hair and was obviously from a foreign country. The sissy nobles of the empire call this area Wisland. They think that the people there who speak words they don’t understand are all backward barbarians. Coincidentally, the people of the empire also view these high-minded people in the same way. Proud highlander.
It's not the best for the imperial nobles who are happy to see them all die, but what do these guys want to do.
Use a bow to shoot a dragon?
Who do these guys think they are, Mognor, the legendary Highland marksman who shot down the sun?
What those thin arrows can do is not as useful as the crossbows they have on hand.
"Rifawenga (left wing), Fosi (retreat)!" The situation was urgent, and he didn't have much time to devote himself to paying attention to these foreigners. Olaf, with a loud voice, roared and let the people wearing plate armor on the left wing roar. The warrior holding an ax and gun stepped back, then hung the heavy steel-armed crossbow string on the hook on his belt, stepped on the large iron ring in front of him and kicked it down.
"Ra-click" the string was pulled into place, Olaf took out a thick crossbow with a diameter of 5 centimeters from the side pocket and put it on it.
"Weavers (avoid)!" he shouted, and then the few people in front of him who were responsible for attracting the leader's attention pounced on the spot.
"Hiss--" The earth dragon was stunned. It didn't know which target to pounce on.
Although I don't know how it got here, it is obviously the poison-corroded earth dragon that Henry and the others encountered.
Now it looks like it has gone through a terrible weight loss, and its body is very thin. Although the jaw with tattered clothes and fresh blood stains can still be bite, it has been completely tilted to one side. The horns on the head are broken many times. The body is in tatters and black liquid is leaking out, and the skin is still covered with a layer of frost.
Coupled with the huge lance stuck in its belly and hind legs, anyone can tell that it is no longer a living thing.
"Come on, you ugly devil."
Olaf aimed at the center of its eyebrows, and then held the trigger.
"Pa---" The kinetic energy accumulated in the bow arm was released in an instant. However, in the extremely cold environment, the bow blades made of steel were also overwhelmed, and the short and thick crossbow missed the string accurately. It hit the earth dragon's dark left eye - even though that was not where Olaf was aiming.
At the same time, due to metal fatigue caused by excessive use in the cold of minus 20 degrees, the bow blade exploded in front of Olaf in an instant.
"What the fuck -" "Bang!!" Olaf instinctively covered his face with his hands, but the broken metal pieces still hit him with blood all over his face. This happened in the frozen soil with a cold wind. Not a good thing. For a moment, his eyes were blinded by the blood overflowing from his forehead, and the Earth Dragon who was hit in the eye could no longer feel pain but still remembered his anger.
"It's over——"
"Roar——" The earth dragon roared.
"Dong dong dong dong -" The horse's hooves trampled.
"Pa!" A big hand grabbed his collar, and Olaf instinctively wanted to pull out the one-handed sword from his waist to chop it - because the highlanders did not ride horses, but then he realized that the other party It was to save his life, because in the next second a gust of wind fell in front of him.
The gravel flew and the earth dragon roared again. And Olaf immediately felt that he was thrown out and fell roughly on the ground.
"Wash your eyes with the snow on the ground," the man said, using the dialect of the highlanders, and his tone was as calm as if he was asking if he wanted to go for a walk.
"Damn, you must be a Yankee!" It is almost impossible for someone who knows the ice and snow well and knows how to fight in it to exist in the wetlands of the southern part of the empire. And as the blurred vision gradually became clearer, Olaf's idea was confirmed.
He was indeed a Yankee, tall and powerful, and he was holding a sword in his hand that was as tall as an imperial noble lady.
"Damn Suomir people." He shouted, but there was no deep-seated hatred in his tone like he had for the Padrosi nobles.
"I'm also glad to meet you, chief. You look like a chariot troop, the elite of the Highlanders." Henry said this, and puffs of white air came out from between his mouth and nose, while Yawen in front The Nella longbowmen also used their advantages on horseback to distract the earth dragons and buy time for the highlanders to retreat.
"Yes, yes, thank you for noticing such a simple fact. Wearing plate armor and carrying an armor-breaking steel arm crossbow specially designed to restrain the imperial knights, who else can we be? But what are you foreigners doing? , think it’s lonely to watch us die and want to come down and be a companion?” Olaf blinked, he still couldn’t see clearly, but this did not prevent him from taunting Henry in Lamani language full of dialect accents.
Obviously, for high-ranking highlanders, their relationship with Lamanite society is more complicated, so they are naturally tainted with some of the "good moral character" of the Lamanites.
"Are you saying thank you? You're welcome. Anyway, I want you to return the favor right away." Olaf took off his helmet and wrapped the plaid cloth around his forehead again and again, while Henry continued on the horse.
"Ha, you don't mean to say that we formed a temporary alliance and together we killed this earth dragon that looked like it had been dead for several days. I sacrificed 30 elite warriors but couldn't slow it down."
"exactly."
"Damn it, Suomir's lunatic, damn Yankee."
"So the answer is?"
"With great pleasure." Olaf licked his dry lips, and then pulled off his huge ax from behind.
