Immediately afterwards, Aegon waved its thick and powerful tail, sweeping through the air like a giant whip.
Wherever they passed, the remaining ballistae were shot away or smashed to pieces, scattered around, becoming a pile of useless scrap metal.
Then, Aegon raised its extremely sharp claws high and pounced mercilessly at those Unsullied who dared to rush up to attack it.
Each swing of the claws brought up a strong wind, easily smashing these poor enemies into meat patties, splattering pools of scarlet blood.
Not only that, Dothraki and Aegon were even more furious towards those Dothraki and Aegon who were far away but still continued to shoot it with bows and arrows.
It suddenly flapped its broad wings and set off an extremely powerful gust of wind.
This strong wind swept across like a tornado, tightly rolled up those unlucky Dothraki, threw them high into the sky, and then fell down hard.
Only screams were heard. These people either had broken bones or broken muscles or were seriously injured. They fell to the ground and groaned in pain.
At this moment, Aegon is transformed into a mobile fortress of destruction.
There is no need to use the dragon's breath, just relying on its terrifying power and invulnerable defense, it can run rampant in the enemy's formation and be invincible.
Unsullied were armed with extremely sharp spears, and they stabbed at the dragon's hard scales like raindrops, but these attacks were like hitting an egg against a stone.
It can only arouse some weak sparks, but cannot cause any substantial damage to this behemoth;
The warriors from the Dothraki tribe waved the scimitars with cold light in their hands, trying to tear apart the defensive barrier of the dragon scales with chopping.
But this is just in vain - every time it touches the dragon scales, the crisp sound it makes seems to be a great mockery of the attacker.
However, just when everyone thought they were powerless, the giant dragon suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and a stream of blazing flames spurted out from its mouth!
This powerful dragon's breath was like a violent storm, ruthlessly sweeping through everything on the battlefield.
Regardless of whether they are humans or other creatures, as long as they are touched by this terrifying flame, they will be reduced to ashes in an instant, leaving only a horrifying charred ruin.
And this ruins is the "no man's land" that the dragon has just created with his own hands.
At this moment, Redd's consciousness is quietly suspended in mid-air, calmly watching everything happening below.
He did not take action to stop Aegon's atrocities, but instead chose to let the other party vent the raging anger in his heart due to the sneak attack.
Because he knew very well that such a cruel massacre was of vital significance to the entire situation.
In this way, he wants to send a clear and unmistakable message to all evil-minded people in the world:
Anyone who dares to plot a conspiracy against him or set up a trap to ambush him will eventually suffer disaster and suffer a heavy price!
Thousands of Unsullied, in front of this furious dragon, had no power to fight back and could only be slaughtered like lambs to be slaughtered.
In an instant, blood was splashed everywhere and mutilated limbs were everywhere. The scene was horrific!
And the three Khal, who were originally full of confidence in their own strength, now witnessed such an unimaginable terrifying scene with their own eyes. The last line of defense in their hearts collapsed instantly, and they lost all fighting spirit!
At this moment, the promises they had made and the so-called face no longer mattered. They just wanted to escape from this nightmare place as soon as possible.
As a result, these usually arrogant tribal leaders abandoned their dignity and glory one after another,
He led the few remaining soldiers in a panic and ran towards the depths of the Dothraki Sea like frightened birds.
There is only one obsession in their minds: this vast expanse of prairie is a natural haven.
As long as they can dive headlong into it, even the extremely powerful Dragon King will probably have a hard time finding their traces, right?
However, how could Aegon easily let go of these guys who were trying to escape punishment?
He flapped his wings and flew high, opened his bloody mouth, and continuously spewed out blazing flames.
Each fire tornado is like the scythe of death, mercilessly harvesting the lives of those unfortunate cavalrymen left behind.
For a moment, flames shot into the sky and thick smoke billowed, and the entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth...
When the last dozens of visible enemies were swallowed up by the raging fire, Redd's extremely powerful willpower finally gave the order:
Let Aegon, who is still immersed in the pleasure of killing and wants to continue fighting, return to Sehoru Town.
Aegon spread its wide wings, raised its head to the sky, and let out a deafening roar.
This voice seemed to be a cheer for victory, and it was like releasing the last anger in the heart. As this roar resounded through the sky, the whole earth trembled.
However, even so, Aegon still reluctantly changed its flight direction slowly and flew towards the distant town.
At this moment, the battlefield where the fierce fighting had been fought had become empty, leaving only billowing smoke filling the surroundings, corpses burned to charcoal and a deathly silence all over the ground.
This war, full of insidiousness, cunning and machinations, came to an end - with unparalleled absolute strength,
Redd easily gained an overwhelming advantage and launched a brutal massacre.
After such a thrilling battle, Redd not only successfully proved the capabilities of that mysterious system, but also won a brilliant victory that had a great shocking effect!
Once the flames of war are ignited, they are difficult to extinguish easily.
Qohor dared to send Unsullied to participate in the ambush operation. This simply gave Redd a once-in-a-lifetime reason to send troops.
Redd would not be the least bit polite about such unsolicited offers of fat - he would never let go of any strategic opportunity that could be exploited.
"Douglas! Bring me the letter paper!" Redd gave the order without hesitation, then quickly picked up the pen and started writing.
After a while, a letter was born in his hands.
Immediately afterwards, a well-trained raven flew up from beside him and flew towards the northern front line with the letter.
In the letter, Redd clearly asked Marcus, who had just finished a fierce battle, not to make any rest adjustments, but to immediately lead his army to advance north and launch an attack on Qohor.
Not only that, he also specifically reminded, "You must not choose to take the path leading through Sadness. The curse there may hide other unknown secrets, and it is full of extreme fear and danger."