"For the glory of Whitemane!"
The war cry broke the silence of the night. As the two commanders suddenly launched an attack, all the soldiers drew their weapons and charged towards Iron Dragon and his family. Each war spear shone coldly in the night.
"Despicable things, tear you apart!"
Molten Iron Clan's soldiers were startled for a moment, then became furious and roared to meet the enemy.
The most dangerous thing is Iron Dragon who is facing attacks from two men and horses at the same time.
Sorog's pupils suddenly contracted and turned into a thin slit.
Damn it, I was still too proud and was deceived due to my negligence. If it were Garos, I would definitely be able to see through the bluff of these people.
At the critical moment.
Iron Dragon rolled sideways in some embarrassment.
Silver Mane's sword edge cut through the cold arc light, passing through Iron Dragon's wing membrane, leaving a shocking wound. Iron Hoof's war spear simultaneously pierced Iron Dragon's shoulder, penetrating the hard scales, forming a blood hole deep enough to see the bone.
It is not easy for both men and horses to lead.
The raid just now was just the beginning. They refused to give up and used their advantage to launch a ferocious attack like a storm.
The war spear is at a tricky angle, like lightning, attacking Iron Dragon's joints, eyes, dragon wings, throat and other weak points, while Iron Dragon is dodging and defending.
Silver Mane's heavy sword was full of power and power. It slashed at his body, leaving deep sword marks every time.
The dependents also started fighting with other men and horses. Because they were not the main force, the formation was broken up early by the men and horses, making it difficult to rush to rescue Iron Dragon. Instead, the elite men and horses launched an attack on Iron Dragon, throwing hooks or hunting nets to restrict Iron Dragon's flight, and cooperated with the two commanders to lay siege.
The most difficult person to deal with is the sharpshooter among the men and horses.
The arrows they fired were able to break through Iron Dragon's scales and penetrate into his flesh and blood. They were extremely accurate and skillful in shooting, causing Iron Dragon a big trouble.
Sorog can feel that at least five arrows are stuck in the muscles, and the paralyzing medicine on the arrows is spreading with the blood.
"Adolescent Dragon, fall here! You will be my honor!"
Iron Hoof grinned.
This centaur commander displayed powerful combat skills at this moment. His four-meter-tall body was extremely flexible. Every time he made a move, his war spear accurately pierced Iron Dragon's eyes or wing membranes.
The anger of being deceived, and the pain in my body.
These feelings made Iron Dragon almost lose his mind, making him want to kill the two men here at all costs.
"Be patient, my brother, and remember, time is on our side."
At this time, he remembered the words of Garos.
"Calm down! Sorog, calm down! You are not the bloodthirsty Beast, you are the noble and wise Dragonkin!"
Taking a deep breath, Iron Dragon suppressed the anger surging in his heart and tried his best to calm down.
"We can't fight any longer. One-on-one, I'm not afraid of Life Level's higher command of men and horses, but now I'm besieged and restricted everywhere."
Hardened Body!
Iron Dragon used Spell-like Ability, a layer of dark light flashed across his body, and he stood up at the same time.
Bang!
The war spear pierced his breastplate, and could not penetrate an inch further. The heavy sword collided with his claws, spattering dense sparks, and the arrows of the centaur and horse archers jingled and cracked the black light on his body.
He resisted the attacks of the two commanders and archers, and gained a moment of respite from their ferocious attacks.
Iron Dragon's chest swelled. He took a deep breath, and then exhaled violently. The dazzling Electric Fire Breath surged out of his mouth, causing the commander's color to change slightly, and he had to move and dodge.
Several elite troops were caught off guard and were submerged by Dragon Breath. Their bodies were torn apart and they fell to the ground wailing.
Those hook locks and hunting nets were also broken by Iron Dragon.
"It seems that I can fight."
After regaining a little advantage, Iron Dragon subconsciously thought, "My life is stronger than theirs, my body can withstand massive damage, and as long as my attack hits, they will be severely damaged. No one will win in the end."
It's old habits are back.
However, such thoughts only existed for a moment.
The humiliation of being captured by Ogre is still fresh in his mind. The lessons learned from Garos made him know that he shouldn't be obsessed with fighting now.
After forcing back the surrounding troops who were suppressing him, Iron Dragon flapped his wings, took off into the air without hesitation, and climbed up without looking back.
Whoosh!
The war spear pierced the air and let out an ear-piercing scream.
Iron Dragon's body side brushed against the war spear and the subsequent arrow rain, and continued to rise into the air.
"Cowardly lizard!"
Silver Mane raised his head and roared, provoking. "Leave all your Dragonkin dignity and glory here and run away with your tail between your legs."
Iron Dragon's body stagnated slightly, and then continued to fly without looking back.
Escape?
No.
According to Garos, this is a strategic retreat.
It wasn't until he reached a high altitude that was completely out of the attack range of the men and horses that Iron Dragon stopped, circling and overlooking the tiny men and horses below.
Silver Mane and Iron Hoof continued to shout insults and provocations.
They remembered that White Dragon wanted to run away after being defeated, but after being provoked, he continued to fight. White Mane Clan beat him to the point of death and almost succeeded in hunting the dragon.
However, what makes both of them feel bad is.
The Iron Dragon in the sky just looked at them coldly, without lowering their height and showing no love for fighting.
Dragonkin's innate nature makes it easy to die early, but the stereotype of the Dragonkin group, such as the centaurs and horses, will also cause it to suffer backlash.
Iron Dragon said coldly, "Central, you will pay the price for deception and betrayal."
After leaving such a sentence, Iron Dragon directly abandoned the camp and family members here, waved his wings, and gradually disappeared under the night.
"It's a pity that I couldn't kill it."
"Our clan lacks Sorcerer Class. It is easy to repel and expel Dragonkin, but it is still a little bit difficult to kill them."
Iron Hoof and Silver Mane looked at the direction Adolescent Dragon was leaving and said.
Neither took Adolescent Dragon's final threat to heart.
They know that Dragonkin holds a grudge and will definitely seek revenge when they grow up.
However, the people and horses are unrestrained by nature and have nomadic habits. They will not stay in the same place for a long time. With the growth rate of Dragonkin, when it comes again, the people and horses will no longer be where they were.
"Expelling Iron Dragon and recapturing Gray Magnetite can be regarded as solving this incident."
The two commanders looked at each other and said, "The position of clan leader will be chosen between you and me."
Their eyes met tit for tat.
Then, they shifted their gaze and looked at the monsters that had been wounded and captured by the elite men and horses.
"Kill them all. The smell of these monsters disgusts me."
Iron Hoof said with murderous intent.
"The clan needs slaves for mining, so it's best to keep them as slaves."
Silver Mane said.
"Gray Magnetite needs to be mined, but the question now is, who do you think should be responsible?"
Iron Hoof looked directly at Silver Mane and asked.
Silver Mane smiled slightly, flicked the heavy sword in his hand, and said, "I think I should be responsible, but I'm afraid you don't think so."
Iron Hoof picked up the war spear handed over by the people beside him and said, "Then use traditional methods to solve it."
The people and horses around them stepped back, leaving a clear space.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, Iron Hoof and Silver Mane were about a hundred meters apart, staring at each other, then stepping, running, accelerating, and charging towards each other, and deciding who Gray Magnetite belonged to through a gladiatorial battle.
As for the expelled Young Iron Dragon, they have all forgotten about it.