"We've seen a lot of impressive things these past few days."
Selina was the first to speak, with a brisk tone, "The Aura Kingdom you built has exceeded our expectations in many aspects."
"I have a hunch that its future will never stop here and will develop further."
Beside her, Silver Dragon Aldrian took a step forward.
His slender and elegant neck was slightly lowered, his eyes were fixed on Garos, his expression became serious.
"Garos, on the way here, we witnessed the fierce confrontation between the two kingdoms Lane and Sak on Romanian Plains, and the other kingdoms we passed along the way were all ready to go."
"The atmosphere on the border between you and Theo Kingdom is as tight as a bowstring about to break."
"Yes, war is inevitable."
Garos nodded and admitted frankly without any cover-up.
Aldrian took a deep breath and expressed their decision. "We need to take Deborah out of here."
"Romanian Plains is about to turn into a huge whirlpool of war. No place is absolutely safe."
"Deborah and her unborn child must not stay here any longer. We have already discussed that she will return with us to the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm to give birth. The place is far away from the conflicts on the mainland and the environment is stable enough for her to survive the incubation period safely until Dragonling is strong enough to adapt to the outside environment."
His tone was firm.
Hearing his father's words, Deborah frowned slightly at the silver-white scales on his forehead.
She looked at Garos subconsciously, with a complicated look in her eyes.
Deborah knows very well that his strength will not play a decisive role in the upcoming kingdom war. If he insists on staying, it may distract Garos at the critical moment.
That is not bravery, but recklessness. After all, she is not yet Legendary Realm.
Red Iron Dragon's majestic head slowly lowered, and his eyes met Deborah.
"Deborah, your father is right."
He paused slightly and continued, "In fact, I invited them to come to the kingdom as guests because of this consideration. I need to ensure the safety of you and your children, especially before the situation becomes clear."
What he meant was very clear.
Even if Deborah has the identity of Metal Dragon, once the war becomes intense, the powerful Legendary Realm in the enemy country will never show mercy, and may even target her specifically because of her relationship with Red Iron Dragon Emperor, in order to contain Red Iron Dragon Emperor.
Moreover, Theo Kingdom Legendary Realm has the advantage in quantity, and it even has strategic-level creations like Eye of the Stars.
Deborah Even if you are in the tightly defended royal city, you may not be foolproof. Staying away from the war zone and returning to the Metal Dragon Realm is currently the safest choice.
"If I were not pregnant, I would definitely stay and guard the royal city for you, but the safety of the child is very important."
Deborah sighed slightly and said.
Red Iron Dragon stepped forward and touched Deborah's visor. "I understand."
Aldri nodded slightly, recognizing his son-in-law's rationality, and then his expression became serious.
"Garos, we know your ambitions and ambitions, and we also understand the situation Aura Kingdom is facing."
"But as a father, as Metal Dragon, I must warn you that war is a giant beast that devours everything. Even if you are a Legendary Realm dragon or an emperor, you must not be blinded by anger and desire to conquer."
"Remember, your life is not only about the throne, but also about your partner and unborn heirs who are waiting for you in the distance."
Selina took over, her voice softer, and said, "We are not trying to hinder the development of the kingdom, but... Garos, you have become our family."
"Metal Dragon Clan values commitment and bonding. Deborah chose you, and we accepted you."
"So, please cherish yourself."
"Don't easily get involved in dangerous situations where you will die, and don't challenge an enemy you can't fight alone."
Silver Dragon stepped forward, stretched out his forelimbs, gently patted Red Iron Dragon's hard shoulder blades, and looked directly into his deep vertical pupils.
"Winning is important, but staying alive is even more important."
Garos has almost never experienced this kind of sincere care from elders, and his hard heart was slightly touched.
He breathed out slowly, bringing out a string of fine sparks.
"I will keep your warnings in mind." Red Iron Dragon solemnly said, "I will weigh carefully and will not die blindly."
Aldri's serious face softened a little.
He pondered for a moment and said, "You can send me a message if you need it."
"Metal Dragon does not easily intervene in the wars of other countries, but if you are truly in a desperate situation, it is a matter of life and death... I will not sit back and watch my daughter lose her partner, and my grandson lose his father.
"I will help you when necessary. This is a promise from the Stanitor Family."
Garos Dragon Head Micro Point: "I will."
The time to say goodbye has finally come.
Red Iron Dragon stretched its wings to cover the petite Red-Silver Dragon, and gently rubbed her forehead with his chin, then slowly parted after a few seconds.
Surrounded by his parents, Deborah said, "I'm waiting for the news of your victory."
Whoosh!
Fairy Dragon jumped out from behind a stone, flew around Red-Silver Dragon's head, and finally hovered in front of her.
"Don't worry, don't worry, as long as I, Master Vera, am here, Aura will win!"
She said with a laugh.
Fairy Dragon's jump diluted the tense atmosphere. Deborah couldn't help but smile and said, "Whether Garos can win or not depends entirely on you."
Silver light and copper glow lit up, enveloping three figures of Metal Dragon.
Immediately, the giant dragon flapped its wings, soared into the sky, and moved away in the direction of the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm, quickly turning into a flickering light spot on the horizon.
Garos stands on a mountain, looking at the empty sky.
The wind of the wilderness blew through his thick scales, bringing with it the smell of gunpowder smoke.
"War is inevitable, so let the sky and the earth burn."
He whispered, then turned around and fell back to the earth, and the roar of exercise sounded again.
New Calendar 341, late autumn.
Theo Kingdom Northeast border, Iron Wall Fortress.
Harold brought his numb hand to his mouth and breathed out a cloud of white mist.
He stood on the guard tower on the east wall of the fortress, his eyes habitually scanning the night-soaked wilderness outside the city.
The cold wind in late autumn blew through the crenels like a knife, bringing with it the unique smell of Ser Wilderness mixed with dust and dead grass.
He is an ordinary soldier in the Iron Wall Fortress Third City Wall Defense Team. He has served for seven years and has long been accustomed to the boring and vigilant life on the border.
Iron Wall Fortress guards an important road leading to the kingdom.
Its thick city wall is made of limestone mixed with anti-magic materials, and is fifteen meters high. It is equipped with magic ballistae, explosive Magic Array, and the Kingdom's proud Sky-Eye Satellite to provide all-weather reconnaissance.
But in the past three days, the weather has become abnormal.
Thick thunderstorm clouds are like a heavy lead-gray blanket, pressing low over the border line, lingering day and night.
From time to time, pale lightning flashed in the clouds, and the rolling thunder was dull and continuous, like an ancient giant beast turning over in the clouds. The heavy rain came and went, turning the wilderness into a muddy swamp, and seriously disrupted sight and communication.
"This damn weather..."
The young soldier Tom who was on night duty next to him muttered and wrapped his not-so-thick cloak tightly, "Heavenly Eye can you still see clearly?"
Harold looked up at the dark sky with looming electric lights, and shook his head.
"The patrol reported that there was a strong charge layer interference in the sky. The mages speculated that it might be an abnormality in the natural weather or a mischief from the other side." After a pause, the young warrior sneered and said, "However, a group of barbarians just established a kingdom, which is far worse than us. It's okay to pretend, but do you really dare to take the lead in launching a war?"
His words are not without foundation.
In the internal declaration of the Theo Kingdom, the opponent is just a rough kingdom composed of wilderness monsters, a ragtag group of people.
Almost all the soldiers at the bottom think this way, and only some higher-ranking officers know the real situation.
As midnight approached, the rain stopped, but the thunder continued unabated.
Recently, in order to cope with the impact of climate change, the fortress defenders have increased their vigilance and deployed additional patrols and city wall sentries.
Harold had just completed a round of inspection and leaned against the cold wall tiles to take a breather.
Suddenly, he felt an extremely subtle vibration coming from the city wall under his feet.
At first he thought it was an illusion, a hallucination caused by fatigue, but the vibrations became more and more obvious and dense, like countless heavy drumsticks beating the earth in the distance. Even amidst the rumbling thunder, it became difficult to ignore.
"Do you feel it?"
The other soldier also stood up straight, with a stern look on his face.
Harold rushed to the edge of the crenel and looked as hard as he could into the dark wilderness.
The curtain of rain and darkness blocked most of the sight, and only when lightning flashed across the sky would the world be illuminated for an instant.
At the moment Doug thick lightning tore through the sky.
Harold's breath froze.
Through the fleeting pale light, he saw an endless shadow on the horizon of the wilderness.
It was not night or undulating terrain.
That's the torrent of charging cavalry!
The tall, half-man and half-horse figure rushed to the front, like a moving forest, followed by the shadowy wolf-shaped silhouette and an even larger and burlier shadow.
"Enemy attack--!!!"
Almost at the same moment, piercing alarm bells rang loudly throughout the fortress.
The city wall exploded instantly, and the soldiers rushed out from the resting place. The roars of the officers, the sound of weapons clashing, and the trembling footsteps were mixed together.
Harold's heart beat wildly.
The shadows on the horizon are enlarging and approaching at an alarming rate.
It was no longer a vague outline, but one could already distinguish the strong bodies and fluttering manes of the centaur warriors at the forefront, as well as the spears and swords raised like a forest in their hands.
The dull sound of hoofbeats has converged into a roar that is getting louder and louder.
Like an approaching thunderstorm, even the masonry on the city wall was trembling slightly.
"Magic heavy artillery--ready!"
The commander on the high platform behind the city wall roared.
More than a dozen heavy magic cannons distributed in various sections of the city wall began to emit a low hum. The magic crystals inlaid on the cannons lit up one by one, and the surrounding air was slightly distorted due to the accumulation of energy.
Opposite.
At the forefront of the charging torrent is a striking white figure.
Ranger General, Elvie.
She rushed to the front line, her horse hooves flying, holding a large bow with an exaggerated shape that was almost the same height as her in both hands. When the magic heavy artillery was ready, she had already drawn the long bow to the full string.
While galloping at an astonishing speed, she drew her bow, her sharp eyes piercing through the rain and darkness, and locked onto the target.
The arrow she shot can no longer be called an arrow, but more like a small spear! When the arrow leaves the string, it has a dazzling red light, the trajectory is almost straight, and the speed is so fast that it is difficult to catch it with the naked eye.
The first arrow went straight to the commander above the city wall.
"Sir, be careful!"
Some of the guards rushed forward.
But the speed of the arrow was too fast, like lightning.
It carved a gap in Iron Wall Fortress's shield, and without losing its power, it penetrated a steel shield raised by the guard and pierced the chest armor of the commander behind it.
The huge impact caused the commander's body to fly backwards, hitting the wall behind him and sliding softly, leaving only a terrifying hole as big as a bowl in his chest.
The commander was killed instantly.
The command of this section of the city wall suddenly fell into chaos.
The soldiers saw the tragic scene of their commander being killed in one blow, and their morale dropped visibly.
Boom!
The sound of bow strings ringing was only heard late now, even overpowering the wind, rain and the sound of hooves.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ranger General's arrow is like a shooting star, streaking across the night sky.
The second arrow penetrated the head of a Spellcaster, causing his chanting to stop abruptly and dissipate along with the rain of blood.
The third arrow hit a magic heavy cannon in the middle of the city wall. The explosive force attached to the arrow penetrated the protective baffle at the front of the ballista, splitting it into pieces.
Arrow after arrow, constantly penetrating the magic shield of the fortress, attacking those key people or objects.
The other centaur marksmen also charged while bending their bows and setting arrows. The arrows fell together with the heavy rain. Although they could not penetrate the shield like the general's arrows, they also splashed countless ripples on the huge magic shield.
At the same time, those heavy cannons were fully charged, and Spellcaster's spells also fell one by one.
Buzz-boom!
The blazing beam tore through the rainy night and shot towards the charging cavalry array.
It was highly concentrated flame and impact energy, enough to blast terrifying deep pits on the ground, tear through heavy rune armor, and evaporate flesh and blood.
At the same time, all kinds of magic swept through.
However, the charge formation of the Centaur Corps was not a dense square formation.
They formed a loose wedge-shaped team, leaving a large gap between each other. Most of the magic cannon's beams fell on the open space, exploding large areas of mud and fire. Only two of them achieved results, blowing the two teams to pieces. The spell attacks also had limited effect. The soldiers came prepared.
Compared to the rolling torrent, their losses were minimal.
The speed of the charge did not slow down at all.
Soon, Red Iron Cavalry was approaching within two hundred steps of the fortress.
From this distance, we can already clearly see the faces of the warriors at the front, their slightly red eyes, and the cold light shining in their hands.
"Golem come forward! Prepare to engage the enemy!"
The officers knew that the cruelest moment was coming.
When the charge was less than a hundred steps away from the city wall, the majestic Golem was like a more peripheral city wall, blocking the legion.
"Sacrifice me Aura with the blood of my enemies!"
Elvie suddenly hung the two bows back on the horse's side saddles, and drew out a huge sword with cold light in his backhand.
The blade is wide and thick, and a blue gemstone is inlaid near the handle.
"For Aura! For His Majesty the Emperor!"
She let out a Qingyue war cry that resounded across the battlefield, and Magic Energy was like a strong wind, erupting from her body and wrapping around her body and the giant sword in her hand.
She kicked the ground with all four hooves, and her speed suddenly increased again at the last moment, turning into a stream of light and flying high into the sky.
"What do you want to do? Suicide?!"
All defensive weapons were immediately aimed at Elvie, preparing to focus fire to kill it.
The next moment, they understood the reason.
"For Aura! For His Majesty the Emperor!"
Red Iron Cavalry's warriors roared at the same time.
The emblems they wore lit up, forming an invisible connection, uniting their desire and fighting spirit to converge towards their general.
In an instant, Elvie's aura surged, even reaching the level of Regional King's.
Her wings were fully extended, the giant sword was raised high, and the blue gems on the sword burst out with dazzling light like the sun!
The next moment, she seemed to have turned into a shooting star, trailing a blue-white trail behind her, rushing towards Iron Wall Fortress.
Tear!
The strong wind swept through, and Golem rushed into the air and fell into pieces, unable to stop the pace of the people and horses.
"Cut--!"
With a sharp scolding, the giant sword struck down hard with the power of breaking mountains!
The green sword light tore open the magic shield like cutting tofu, and then hacked into the thick wall.
Centered on the impact point, countless huge spider web-like cracks spread instantly, and the shattered gravel shot out in all directions like cannonballs.
The entire city wall was shaking and groaning violently, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
The sword light did not stop, but ripped downwards along the wall and tore inwards.
When the light dissipated and the smoke settled a little, the defenders saw a scene that made them heartbroken.
The fifteen-meter-high city wall was forcibly split into a huge V-shaped crack that was seven or eight meters wide, running from the top of the wall to the base of the wall. It could even accommodate three or four soldiers and horses to pass through in parallel!
After completing this shocking blow, Elvie gasped slightly, and the Magic Energy around him became a little dim.
But her eyes were still clear, containing the fighting spirit of countless warriors.
"Red Iron Cavalry--" She took a deep breath, raised her giant sword again, and pointed inside the crack, "Follow me and level the obstacles!"
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Behind him, the red torrent that had been gathering momentum for a long time erupted into a war cry like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
Inspired by Elvie's feat of breaking the city, the cavalry followed their general and surged into Iron Wall Fortress through the forcibly torn gap.
The defenders at the gap tried to organize resistance, but under the impact of Elvie as the spearhead and countless elite troops following closely behind, any defense line they tried to establish melted instantly like ice and snow in the sun.
Elvie wields the weapon, and every slash brings a bloody storm.
She was like a red-hot sharp knife, piercing the butter fiercely, rushing towards the core of the fortress and the inner city gate.
"Damn Centaur!"
A level 18 general roared, chopped down several Aura cavalry that were in the way, and rushed towards Elvie from the side.
Whoosh!
Elvie stepped on the ground with four hooves, and his body disappeared on the spot as if teleporting, leaving behind a strong wind that bound humans.
The human warrior had just torn apart the shackles of the wind, when his movements suddenly froze.
Elvie took back his sword, did not look at the fallen warrior, and continued to lead his troops to charge forward.
In her eyes, the results achieved at this time are not worth being proud of at all.
Iron Wall Fortress does not have Legendary Realm stationed there, and there are no powerful generals at level 20. Among the many strongholds of the opponent, it is not at the forefront. It is just a whetstone chosen by the Aura Kingdom to kick off the war.
Its rapid fall was planned.
Elvie's mission is to win with thunderous momentum, without giving Iron Wall Fortress any chance to resist, and to inspire the entire army with a swift first victory in the first battle.
At this time, the city wall defense system was completely broken through from one point, and this breakthrough point is still expanding.
Red Iron Cavalry After rushing into the city, he quickly occupied the commanding heights or the entrance of the alley, and used precise arrows to suppress any defenders who tried to resist.
Inside the fortress, it turned into a more brutal battlefield of street fighting.
Centaur and horse soldiers were rampaging through the relatively open streets and squares, while the Gnoll cavalry shuttled through narrower areas, systematically clearing out the remaining resistance strongholds.
Harold and his team ultimately failed to receive any effective retreat or support orders.
Because the commander was killed by a precise sniper, communications had long been interrupted and the command system was almost paralyzed.
When a small group of Gnoll mounted archers discovered the guard tower where they were located and began to encircle and suppress them, Harold knew that everything was over.
They resisted symbolically for a few times, arrows were fired from below and from the side, and their companions continued to fall.
Harold and several other survivors abandoned the guard tower and retreated toward the inner city along the chaotic city wall.
Along the way, all they saw were scenes of collapse.
The soldiers were running around like headless flies, the officers could not find their troops, and the wounded lay on the ground unnoticed.
Flames burned on many buildings, thick smoke billowed, and Aura's cavalry galloped through the streets.
Harold I don't know where the commander is, and I don't know whether the fortress commander is dead or alive.
The instinct of survival drove him to run toward the backup evacuation channel on the southwest side of the fortress. It was one of the few escape routes that ordinary soldiers might know in his memory in case the fortress fell.
The sky gradually turned gray-white.
Dawn is coming.
When Harold dragged a companion who was almost fainting, mixed with a group of defeated soldiers, he crawled out of the fortress through a hidden drainage tunnel in embarrassment.
As he rolled into the bushes on the hills behind, he looked back.
Iron Wall Fortress, this fortress that he had been stationed for seven years and once thought was impregnable, was filled with thick smoke and fire in many places.
What is flying on the city wall is no longer the flag of Theo, but the flag of Aura Dragon Banner with a dark red background.
The wind in the wilderness is sharp, carrying the smell of gunpowder smoke, Bloodshed and ashes, like the breath of a giant dragon.
"Barbarians. A group of rabble."
Harold looked in a daze, with an expression that sounded like crying or laughing at the corner of his mouth.
Some of this low-level soldier's understanding collapsed.
"What are you doing standing there? Let's go! Let's go!"
A companion pulled him, not daring to stop, and quickly disappeared into the vast rain.
It only takes less than one night.
The fortress defenders fought to the death, fled, and surrendered. Iron Wall Fortress, the human kingdom that had been operating for many years, suffered an unstoppable horrific attack before a thunderstorm dawn in late autumn, declared its fall, and was occupied by the Aura Kingdom.
At the same time.
Red Iron Dragon Emperor was lingering on the top of the mountains, looking to the south, and seemed to see the burning fortress.
"This is just the beginning."
He whispered to himself, and a deep and rumbling voice echoed slowly like the echoes of mountains.