The sound of horse hooves fell like heavy rain. The two Green Dragon strictly obeyed the leader's order. At the first moment of the battle, they led the troops to attack the flank of Ferrum.
However, they did not expect that the Juvenile Dragon regiment did not engage with the Hatchling Dragon regiment at all. There was not a lot of pressure on the enemy's front, and they did not expect that there were reinforcements behind Ferrum.
Ferrum calmly dispatched the troops and put the soldiers on the flanks into a defensive posture.
The human lancers rushed in, but instead of being able to penetrate and defeat the enemy, they were flanked by Ferrum troops and reinforcements. They only charged once and were unable to escape, unable to take advantage of the cavalry's advantages.
In the end, they even had to abandon their mounts and dismount to fight.
"The battle is going much smoother than I imagined."
Ferrum withdrew his gaze and was not attracted by the two Green Dragons on the flanks. Instead, he remained wary of the Juvenile Dragon group ahead.
There were also strong warriors among the Warband who came to help. Disaster Level was stronger than the young Green Dragon. When he looked away, he saw the two Green Dragon flying up and down. One of them had been locked with a hook and was picked up by Gnoll with a spear. The other one was just struggling to hold on and lingering.
"Kेलaili, step back."
Ferrum reminded in a low voice that he saw Kेलaili rushing into the formation feverishly. Now Cobalt-Blue Overlord was almost ten meters tall, as big as a rumbling chariot.
He is not worried that Kेलaili will be easily injured and die, but this guy's physical fitness has always been a big problem. Now that the decisive battle has not yet come, Cobalt Dragon cannot easily squander his strength.
The two armies were entangled together, with shields against shields and spears thrust repeatedly along the seams of armor. The newcomer Gnoll used brute force to knock the human soldiers back. The knights who lost their horses could only form a defensive formation and struggled to support themselves with daggers and spears.
Viewed from a height, the fighting intensity on the flanks was actually higher than on the front. The Ferrum troops and the reinforcements continued to press in from different directions, turning the cavalry into a ball of tumbling iron and blood. The soldiers squeezed each other and chopped, leaving a small open space filled with corpses from time to time. In the blink of an eye, it was filled with more living people.
The cavalry regiment that was unable to break out finally collapsed. The remaining Green Dragon abandoned everything and fled in the direction they came from, flapping their wings like crazy and never looking back.
No one is chasing him.
The reinforcements merged with Ferrum, and the strength of the attacking troops swelled in an instant. A Gnoll with long gray hair strode closer and bowed in front of Archaic Species.
"We are Ashmark Lineage and the sixth Warband."
Gnoll The leader said that he was very tall, wearing armor made of black iron, and holding a giant ax in his hand. "Gago·Iron Jaw, this is my name, and I have brought five thousand warriors."
"Who sent you here?"
Ferrum nodded in greeting and asked, "Valyria? Or Zane?"
"Of course the leader."
Gnoll replied, "The order from the head of the regiment is that as long as you launch an attack, we will coordinate to follow up and come to support you to help you defeat the enemy. But if you just stay where you are, we don't need to pay attention to your movements in the future."
It seems that Zane has made some arrangements after all. Ferrum nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Are you still able to fight?"
"Of course."
Gnoll said without hesitation, "What I brought is a new force, and the soldiers have high fighting spirit."
"Then, let your troops go into battle, rotate with our soldiers, and let them retreat for a while."
Ferrum said, "However, Hatchling Dragon will not retreat, we will always stay here."
"Hatchling Dragons can also rest, I will take over the attack now."
Gnoll promised in a deep voice and strode away.
Although both sides dispatched tens of thousands of troops, in the end, only the two or three thousand men on the front line actually participated in the battle. The densely packed soldiers behind could only wait for the front line to fall, and then step on the corpses to fill the gap.
A gray wave surged up on the front line, replacing the clan's increasingly exhausted weapons.
What Gago brings is Warband, a direct line of the family. Different from the troops of local clans, each one is a professional warrior who does not need to work. They have experienced battles for many years and wear good forged armor. They can be called elites.
Gnoll lowered his spear and pressed forward shoulder to shoulder. Just as the front row collided with Tree Demon, the back row put the spear on their shoulders, stabbed it repeatedly between the shields, and pushed the wooden wall back.
Although Tree Demon and Deer-Headed Spirits are powerful forest creatures, the warriors from the wilderness are not weak. What's more important is that Heavy-Metal Dragon has always been fighting, taking the lead, and inspiring their warriors, while Green Dragon are still waiting and watching without taking action.
Keluoluoli misjudged one thing.
In the wars she commanded before, her opponents were either other Chromatic Dragons or the rulers of Short-lived Species Kingdomss. The commanders behaved in much the same way - the masters stood back and watched the battle from a high position, allowing their soldiers to kill each other.
This is true for both sides, and there is no difference in the morale of the army.
But when it came to Wildlands, the situation was completely different. The Heavy-Metal Dragons used themselves as leaders, roaring and roaring. Their army was not afraid, so the only ones who were afraid were the Green Dragon army.
Tree Demon and Deer-Headed Spirits are known as nightmarish monsters in the civilized world, but they are powerful and terrifying only when they are killing and chasing. Once they are at a disadvantage, these forest creatures are no different from mortal flesh and blood.
All intelligent creatures have the emotion of fear and the instinct of survival. As their fellow creatures in front fell one after another, Tree Demon and Deer-Headed Spirits also began to fight timidly. They no longer believed that they could win, and were unwilling to risk their lives for the master hiding behind. The situation of disobedience and rout became more and more intense.
Keluoluoli could only scream angrily from behind, dispatching military governors again and again to enforce the law and kill the cowardly deserters.
"I didn't expect Chromatic Dragon to be so weak."
Bido came close to Ferrum and said excitedly, "When the enemy loses a few more casualties, Green Dragon's army will probably collapse, right? In this case, even if we don't kill Juvenile Dragon, does it still count as completing the mission?"
Ferrum nodded and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed drastically. He stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Bido's neck, and pulled Nickel Dragon backwards.
"Get away!" he ordered loudly at the same time.
Bido was completely defenseless, and was caught by Ferrum like a lamb. Doubts just arose in his mind, and then he was filled with huge panic.
Boom!
The place where they were originally standing exploded, and the violent hurricane was like a knife. Several soldiers could not react in time. They were instantly swallowed up by the blast of air. Their steel-made armor collapsed, and their bodies turned into a shocking rain of blood.
The soldiers present suffered drastic changes, and all of them were terrified.
"What?"
Bido, who was left behind, could hardly contain his trembling.
Ferrum didn't answer. He waited until the raging wind subsided and looked at the enemy's military formation.
Fintz·Bizpoli approached silently, lowered his head and looked down at Battlefield, with a bit of pity and regret in his expression.
He came silently and carefully prepared an air explosion without warning, but unexpectedly he was still dodged.
As expected of Archaic Species, you really have the skills.
"Young Dragon!"
Bido made an almost whining sound.
Such a terrifying scene made all Hatchling Dragon feel inexplicably frightened. Pressed by Young Dragon's power, they couldn't help but stop fighting and step back.
They panted heavily, almost at a loss.
"Do we have any reinforcements?"
Moqi murmured.
How much power does Green Dragon have in his youth?
The answer is at least thirteen Disaster Level, maybe more. Ferrum felt his heart pounding, nerves tingling, and Chrome Dragon's instincts fiercely warned him that fatal danger was approaching.
However, with great uneasiness in his heart, Ferrum said something else, "Get ready, let us kill him."
Hearing this, Kेलaili couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Ferrum, and found that Ferrum looked calm and his face was as cold as iron.
"The only option is to kill him."
Gax came closer and said in a deep voice, "There is no way to survive by retreating. Only by moving forward can there be a chance of survival."
After a short period of thinking, Hatchling Dragon all realized that they, the young ones, would never be able to escape Young Dragon's pursuit. Once they retreated, they would surely die.
If you want to survive in death, you can only rush to kill this enemy with all your strength.
"Do you really think you can keep showing off your teeth and claws?"
Keluoluoli finally appeared with the Juvenile Dragons, surrounding Young Dragon: "I want to see who kills whom, Heavy-Metal Dragon... you are about to die!"
Ferrum didn't answer, but took the battle flag from Yazi's hand, leaned on the ground, raised his head and let out a long chant.
Following his call, the soldiers decisively gathered in this direction, forming layer after layer of battle formations, surrounding the Hatchling Dragons in the center.
Keluoluoli also began to give orders loudly, but her orders were hindered. The army moved in a chaotic manner, but could not concentrate.
In the recent battle, the centurions and thousand-man captains who were loyal to her had died one after another. The remaining Tree Demon and Deer-Headed Spirits were all cunning cowards. Even if Young Dragon was present, they would not go up to fight easily.
"Attack!"
Ferrum made a prompt decision and directly ordered an attack without giving her a chance to mobilize.