Young Dragon was almost completely cut open, and blood spurted out from the wound several meters high. His life was cut off for an instant, and he slowly fell to one side.
The Hatchling Dragons stood there. They had achieved their goal and killed this unimaginably powerful enemy. However, there was no ecstasy or roar of excitement. They just looked at the dead Young Dragon and gasped heavily.
Green Dragon in the distance did not dare to attack again. They also looked at the fallen Young Dragon, all of them dumbfounded, as if they were stupid.
A strong fishy smell permeated Battlefield, and filthy pus and blood flowed everywhere. Surrounded by mountains of corpses, the soldiers of Ashmark Lineage roared and chopped down the unguarded Blossom Banner, watching one enemy after another give up resistance and pursue them with all their strength.
The Hatchling Dragons seemed to have won this battle, but none of the dragons felt relaxed. It was as if they had swallowed a mouthful of strong bitter wine and could hardly breathe.
They tried their best to kill Young Dragon. This was an extremely impressive achievement, enough to be recorded in their career. However, they also lost three companions in an instant, and there was also a Nickel Dragon that was wailing continuously. Because of inhaling excessive poison gas, its whole body turned into a strange dark green color.
By the time the Hatchling Dragons gathered around him, he had already made no sound.
Ferrum fell to the ground and coughed up a few mouthfuls of thick blood. No matter how strong Archaic Species was, he could not be unbridled under the eyes of the entire Green Dragon regiment, because the accumulation of injuries and long-term Blood Frenzy made his body almost overwhelmed.
"Ferrum."
Moqi came over and whispered, "Bido he..."
"I saw it." Ferrum said.
Bido encountered Young Dragon's magic burst and died in an instant. No one could rescue him. When Moqi dug him out of the corpse pile, Nickel Dragon's flesh and blood had been corroded, leaving only a broken skeleton.
Ferrum was breathing calmly and suddenly felt a little sad.
He remembered Dragonbirth Day that year, and he forced himself to take Bido with him. Nickel Dragon rubbed his paws funny, saying that he felt a little uncomfortable.
He spoke cautiously, worried about his future, but also implied expectations. I don't know whether it was because of psychological cowardice or the instinct to be strong, but in the end he followed Ferrum.
Even though Bido is an insidious Nickel Dragon, evil, arrogant, and very selfish, he was not afraid during the battle and acted very bravely.
Every Hatchling Dragon that died acted bravely.
Ferrum ordered people to take back their bones.
Tungsten Dragon and Nickel Dragon were often despised because of their bloodline when they were Ochre Valley, but their courage is as noble as Higher Species. As precious members of Ashmark Lineage, Ferrum cannot leave them here.
Kेलaili broke free from Cobaltification and tried to move himself aside. There were originally twelve dragons in this Hatchling Dragon group, but now there are only seven left, and all of them are injured. Gax, who was the most seriously injured, even lost the ability to act independently.
"Gago."
Ferrum saw the white-maned Gnoll fighting. As the leader of Warband, Gago had taken the lead in charging and opened the way for Hatchling Dragon, and miraculously survived.
"Young Dragon has been killed by us."
Ferrum ordered to the oncoming Gnoll: "Destroy the enemies on the front line as soon as possible and end this battle."
As Young Dragon fell to the ground and was defeated, Emerald Family and Juvenile Dragon immediately dispersed, and the enemy army began to flee in large areas. Even though some Tree Demon and Deer-Headed Spirits remained on the front line to hold on, they could no longer determine the outcome of the battle.
"Understood!"
Gago promised in a deep voice and strode away.
Ferrum did not pursue the fleeing Juvenile Dragon, nor did he join the frontline battle. Instead, he chose to stay where he was. The Hatchling Dragons were already very weak. At this time, even a Deer-Headed Spirits ambush soldier who jumped out could kill them. Ferrum did not want to cause any complications.
He comforted Moqi for a few words, then walked to Kेलaili and asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's just weakness."
Kेलaili shook his head, looking sluggish and not having much energy to speak.
"You mentioned Cobaltification to me before, saying that after using it, you will lose an entire age group's growth. Is there any way to remedy it?"
Although he didn't have high hopes in his heart, Ferrum still asked in a low voice.
"Yes."
Unexpectedly, Kेलaili nodded seriously. "Just become Archaic Species."
"You..."
Ferrum was just about to say some words of encouragement, but his expression suddenly changed. He felt a slight vibration coming from the ground, and then heard an undulating roar.
Coming from the west, coming from the direction of Crownwood Labyrinth.
He raised his eyes and saw that those Juvenile Dragon who had escaped turned back again, bringing an unknown number of troops with them, like a rising tide, overwhelming and overwhelming.
The majestic Young Dragon rose in the sea tide, and thousands of Winged Lizard flew around them. Two Young Dragon, one on the left and one on the right, drove the large army and directed them to attack.
The main force of the Emerald Legion is dispatched, and an army of 40,000 people is joining Battlefield.
"Young Dragon..."
Moqi was trembling all over, huge panic exploded in his heart, and he couldn't help but scream, "Go quickly, go quickly!"
"Assemble the whole team!"
Barloz stood up with all his strength, roared loudly, and wanted to order the army, "Get ready to engage the enemy!"
But when his order was issued, all he got was chaos.
Previously, the army paid a huge price in order to attack Young Dragon. Middle and low-level officers suffered particularly heavy casualties. When the soldiers heard the order, they subconsciously wanted to assemble, but they could not find their captain. After this battle, their strength and courage have come to an end.
"Hurry up, Ferrum!"
Moqi swooped up. "You can fly. Now go and ask for help from Zane. Don't worry about the fighting here anymore. Go quickly, go quickly!"
"Send a message to ask for help." Ferrum ordered the dragon warlock and Wyvern Cavalry's subordinates, but he himself did not move.
"No, go ahead and leave quickly."
Moqi was incoherent, but finally said it out, "... You run away!"
"You should retreat first, Ferrum."
Gax, who was leaning on the pile of corpses, said, "Let's support the defense line. If I die, you must avenge me. I believe you will be strong in the future. You can do it."
Barloz finally assembled a force of several hundred people. He heard the conversation but did not join in. Even though he knew he would definitely die, he was still determined to fight to the end.
Kेलaili didn't say anything, staggered forward, raising the battle flag on his own.
They think that they are no longer young, and the male dragons cannot say weak words to each other. Actions alone can show everything.
"What a stupid thing to say."
Ferrum gently pushed Moqi away, "I promised to be responsible for your life and death, are everything I said false?"
He quickly stepped forward and snatched the battle flag from Kेलaili's hand. "I am a descendant of Ashmark Lineage, and there is no reason to retreat."
"Everyone!"
Ferrum slowly raised the battle flag and let out the loudest roar in his life, "Gather here!"
As he roared, his relatives also roared and repeated the orders. The chaotic army finally began to move. The soldiers could not find their own team and could only gather towards the flag. Gnoll and Scalebound were crowded together, and Mountain Goblin and Bearfolk warriors were shoulder to shoulder.
Ferrum walked forward step by step, holding the big flag, and inserted the burning Dragonclaw War Banner deeply into the ground.
"Look at this flag!"
Ferrum's face was as cold as iron, and he ordered loudly, "Pull out your sword!"
He stood at the front of the battle formation facing the wind, calling on all warriors who could fight. At this time, he was the only center on Battlefield. All the warriors who still had courage gathered behind him, preparing to face the impact of the Emerald Legion.
Thousands of people obeyed the same order, and thousands of eyes looked at the same back. Under their gaze, Ferrum's back was as straight as iron.
Just a cub, but as majestic and proud as Dragon King.
The vanguard of the Emerald Legion advanced rapidly, and each Winged Lizard screamed with bloodthirsty. The two Young Dragon noticed Archaic Species standing at the front, and immediately became excited. They cast spells in unison, and the emerald green energy beam was instantly created and struck directly.
Ferrum looked at the whizzing spell, baring its fangs ferociously and about to roar.
Thunderfire drowned everything.
The burly Giant Dragon suddenly landed and blocked in front of Ferrum. The rocks under her feet were cracked. Her iron wings spread out to both sides, like clouds hanging from the sky, firmly protecting Hatchling Dragon behind her.
"You have done a good job, the family will be proud of you, and I am proud of you."
Valyria turned around and said in a low voice, "Take your troops and Hatchling Dragon and retreat, then leave it to us."
"Nurturer!"
Moqi shouted, his voice was choked with sobs.
The Hatchling Dragons were rolling in the sea of blood in the mountains of corpses, going through rounds of hard fighting and fighting, and finally waited for their reinforcements. Every Hatchling Dragon's eyes flashed, they breathed hard, and they couldn't say anything.
The earth shook more violently, and the monstrous blood energy rose like a tsunami behind him, making Ferrum look sideways.
The main force of the Gray Sand River Legion had already crossed the hillside and charged towards the Green Dragon Legion with a roar. All the iron knives were unsheathed and all the bows and arrows were fully stringed. The shouts of killing were surging back and forth in the wilderness, dispersing the dark clouds gathering above their heads.
"Come on! Chromatic Dragon!"
Valyria struck the ground heavily and let out a deafening roar, "The time for the decisive battle has arrived!"