Unfortunately, he had driven off the two Metal Dragons for gold coins back then.
And that dragon brat Gordon had gone to Abyssal Hell in pursuit of greater power.
Otherwise, their fighting strength could have risen another notch.
But... who could have known they would face the situation before them?
Some lunatic actually dared to attack Niro City? To offend a terrifying Dragon prodigy like him...
Then there was that fool of a king. Despite the cautionary example of his eldest son, he still wanted to secretly become a Dragonblood Warrior.
For a longer life, for a stronger body.
He had risked everything.
But this would be enough!
Xiluo swept his gaze over the entire army.
Then he roared again:
"Everyone! To defend the glory of Niro City! March with me and slay the enemy!"
His draconic roar shook the heavens.
Xiluo beat his wings and slowly rose into the sky.
The young dragons likewise roared at the top of their lungs and took flight.
The soldiers' united roars followed.
In the distant city, the subjects watching from the gates felt somewhat awed by the sight.
At the same time, smiles spread across their faces.
With such a powerful guardian here?
Who could possibly match him?
Raiders from an enemy nation?
They were nothing but a bunch of fools who overestimated themselves!
After their impassioned roars, the entire army began advancing slowly south.
Elsewhere.
The Xikalei Family's army, originally over ten thousand strong, had shrunk considerably.
Only a little over six thousand troops remained. The missing four thousand had all been assigned to the other three sides.
Their tactic was to surround and kill.
Naturally, they would not allow too great a disparity between the forces on the four sides.
Marquis Xikalei wore full military attire, looking vigorous and imposing,