The direction of the port was equally chaotic, with cracks and gaps appearing on the edges of the trestles. The hulls of several transport ships were tilted against the edge of the pier. Most of the sails were burned off, and strips of cloth with lingering embers hanging from the broken masts.
The once neatly stacked material area was torn into pieces, the grain bags were torn open, and the grains were scattered on the ground. Some were burned to coke by the flames, and some were trampled into the soil by countless feet.
The fire oil can was shattered on the ground, and the fire oil flowed on the ground, mixing with blood and water, forming dark red spots that continued to burn under the light of the fire.
The fallen Demon Dragon corpses were distributed in different locations, some hit the open space in the center of the camp, some fell inside and outside the ditch at the edge of the wall, and a few were hung on the remaining towers and wooden structures, with their wings twisted at unnatural angles.
There are huge crossbow arrows stuck on their scales. The length of these crossbow arrows is far longer than that used by ordinary infantry. The arrows are as thick as an adult's forearm, and unburned tinder is tied to the arrow shaft.
Some Demon Dragon's wings were pierced by crossbow arrows and then hit the ground when they fell from the air. The wings were broken into broken sections at several joints; some were accurately shot into the neck or chest by crossbow arrows, and they lost their ability to move when they fell.
Ehm is entangled in the air with a red fire dragon of similar size.
The two dragons were entangled in an extremely physically demanding way, burning each other's torsos and wing membranes with Dragonfire, and tearing each other's scales and flesh with their sharp claws.
Ehm's dark scales were burned into dark scorch marks in several places, and a long crack was torn on the edge of the right wing membrane, exposing the wing bones below;
The fire dragon's chest and abdomen also had several deep grooves carved by Ehm's sharp claws, and dark red blood was oozing out.
Every collision between the two dragons in the air would bring a brief shock and scattered, still burning scale fragments.
On the ground, the Dragon King Legion and the Orc Legion were completely fighting together.
The soldiers of Dragon King Legion formed small formations, gathered back to back, and used shields and spears to resist the attack of the orcs.
The number of orcs clearly exceeds that of the defenders on the ground. Their formation is denser and the rhythm of their advance is more decisive. Like a dark tide that continues to push forward, it is covering the defense line on the ground bit by bit.
The giant monsters are scattered in different locations on the battlefield. Each giant monster has a giant crossbow fixed on the shoulder and back with iron hoops and wooden frames. The angle of the giant crossbow has been adjusted so that it can aim diagonally upward.
Some trolls have fallen to the ground, their crossbow racks have been destroyed, and their bodies have been burned beyond recognition by the flames; but more trolls are still active, moving slowly with giant crossbows, looking for the next launch angle.
The orcs are arranging these giant monsters into mobile shooting platforms, using the giant monsters' bodies as cover to fire crossbows from their backs at Demon Dragon in the sky.
Redd's eyes swept across the entire battlefield, confirming the seriousness of the situation.
His eyes lingered on the fallen Demon Dragon one by one, and each dead Demon Dragon made him feel a wave of anger that continued to accumulate and became cold.
He raised those Demon Dragon one by one from Dragonstone. It took several years, a lot of meat food and continuous training investment for each one from hatching to growing up and being able to fight.
Their death is not a matter of calculable manpower and material losses like the death of a soldier on the battlefield, but a direct reduction of his personal strategic assets that he has accumulated from scratch.
He lost more than a dozen Demon Dragon, and the replacement period of each Demon Dragon is in years.
"King Ghidorah." His voice was not loud, but the strength transmitted in the spiritual link was enough to penetrate all the noise on the battlefield, "Tear them apart for me."
King Ghidorah reacted at the same time as it received the instruction.
Its three heads were raised at the same time, golden energy flowing between the scales, spreading from the neck to the throat, and converging from the throat to the mouth.
Its three pairs of eyes simultaneously locked onto the moving giant monsters on the ground below. The monsters were not too big for King Ghidorah on the ground. Their height only reached below King Ghidorah's abdomen. However, King Ghidorah did not choose to dive at low altitude to defeat them one by one.
It chose a more direct and thorough cleaning method - the three heads adjusted their angles downward at the same time, Gravity Beam was sprayed out from the three mouths, and three golden light beams fell from the sky in an approximately vertical direction.
The moment it touched the ground, the ground itself in the covered area began to collapse inward in an instant, forming a narrow and deep vertical cavity, like the concentric holes left when a red-hot iron pillar was inserted vertically into the ground.
The giant monsters that were directly hit by the golden light beam disappeared on the spot, leaving no identifiable remains including bones and armor.
Their giant crossbows melted into irregular metal droplets the moment the light beam touched them, mixing with the gravel and soil on the ground to form a thin dark layer that lost its luster after cooling.
The ground around the giant monster was also cut off by the aftermath of the light beam, forming a circle of ripples made of melted and re-solidified rocks that spread in all directions. The crossbowmen and guards who had been preparing to continue loading lost the chance to continue their operations the moment the light beam fell.
The trolls began to panic. Some of them no longer obeyed the command of the orcs, turned around and moved away from the depths of the camp.
Some of the giant monsters were struck in the legs and abdomen with weapons by the orc war supervisors behind them during their escape, but those war supervisors were soon trampled or knocked down by the subsequent trolls, and were crushed into a layer of dark traces on the ground in the chaos.
King Ghidorah did not stop after completing a round of cleaning. It adjusted its flight angle and began to move in the direction of the orc array that was fighting the Dragon King army.
The three heads sprayed out Gravity Beam alternately, each time in a short and precise fan-shaped sweep, clearing out the entire orc queue with the highest density on the ground.
Its flying height is above the ground, and the ordinary-sized crossbows and spears in the hands of the orcs pose no threat to it at all. The only ones that can reach it are the giant crossbows on the monster's back that are still firing.
But the number of trolls is decreasing rapidly, and the remaining ones are unable to continue firing because their operators have been cleared by Gravity Beam.
Sauron and Balrog noticed the figure in the sky as soon as King Ghidorah appeared.
They stood on a half-collapsed wall outside the camp, facing the battle lines in the camp that were being cleared piece by piece by golden thunder.
Sauron looked through the gap in the armor mask at the figure of King Ghidorah that continued to move in the air. It had just wiped the three giant monsters from the ground together with the crossbow platforms on their backs.
In that area, only three shallow grooves spread out in a fan shape and were parallel to each other on the surface, like traces carved on the sand by a huge palm.