"God bless the queen! God bless the queen!"
The soldiers of Putonshire heard the proud cry of the Keya shooter beside him, and finally realized who the black-haired female knight standing in the smoke and flames was.
That's Eleanor! Queen Eleanor of Koya! The first queen ever to establish a state on the land of Legrand! The queen chosen by the Koyas themselves!
When she came from the horizon wearing armor and skylight, carrying a long sword, the protagonists of the war changed in an instant. At the moment when she slashed, her people cheered for her and shouted for her. For a moment, the Putonshire soldiers who were defending the city understood why the loyalty of these cold and arrogant Keya archers came from.
The dust is rolling, the red flames are not extinguished, and the black-haired queen is on the battlefield.
"kill!"
With a flick of the blade, she ordered loudly.
The soldiers standing on the city wall felt that the thick city wall shook in an instant, and the skeleton army standing still behind the queen launched an attack in an instant.
The wind blew across the ferocious heavy armor, bringing up a long scream, like a horn, but also like a song. There seemed to be 10,000 legions in the air drawing their swords and clapping their poles, and the heroic soul roared in this voice. Under each heavy armored helmet, the eyes of the skeletons were beating with bright fire, and the fire was so bright that it seemed to be enough to burn an entire era.
Thousands of years ago, the alchemists went to the fire and turned themselves into swords for human beings. They entrusted themselves to the dragon killers, to sleep in the eternal night for mortals, just to wake up today, just to continue to step on the battlefield between mortals and gods.
They waited a thousand years!
The armor weighing thousands of kilograms made them run like ancient beasts, a series of crisp sounds, the armor on the alchemy cavalry deformed and reorganized, and one after another, the complex and exquisite magic circles were continuously activated and activated. At the moment they rushed out, the mercenaries cried and pulled back with all their strength, no one dared to stand in front of such an armored monster! Those who ran slowly were trampled by iron hoofs, and in an instant they turned into blood and mud on the ground, and they could no longer distinguish their original appearance.
The alchemy cavalry separated from it into two and a half months, and surrounded the black dragon in the middle in an instant.
A spear-like lance was thrown into the air by half of the knights.
The sound of scales breaking, the sound of sharp weapons piercing through flesh and blood, and the sound of blood splashing.
The black dragon fluttered its wings and wanted to separate from the ground, but before it took off, the lance thrown by the alchemist cavalry penetrated its dragon wings and body. At the moment when the lances were nailed into the dragon's body, they split and reorganized, turning into iron claws like eagle claws, deeply biting on the hard keel of the black dragon, and the lances of the lances were also separated piece by piece. , in an instant, the giant spear turned into a long iron rope.
The iron cables crossed and weaved into a net that locked the black dragon in place.
The black dragon let out an ear-piercing roar, which shook everyone's eardrums. There were even soldiers on the city wall who felt like the world was spinning in its roar, and the sound of this world would never be heard from now on. The dragon that was injured for the first time frantically shook his wings and moved his body, swooping forward, trying to break the iron cables imposed on it.
The right arm of the alchemist knight who threw the lance was tightly wound with iron ropes. They were like the best anglers in the world. They did not compete with the black dragon at the beginning, but first ran forward with the black dragon for a distance. , left the area in front of the narrow city gate, and came to the more open battlefield on the right. When the black dragon incited its wings and tried to take the iron rope to fly into the air, the knights took off the heavy giant shield on their backs with their left hands, and thumped, thumped, and thumped down on the ground, as if they were fixed on the ground. nails.
The iron rope is also shrinking at this moment! Tighten up!
With a dull loud noise, the black dragon was torn from the sky the moment it just left the ground, and fell heavily to the ground.
Its wings flapped on the ground, and the gravel and corpse were swept up by the wind, like a sudden sandstorm. In the whirlpool of yellow sand and gust of wind, the countless arrays of heavy armor on the alchemist knight lit up at the same time, standing still.
The black dragon's roar was no longer pure anger, and began to be mixed with some intense pain.
When it flapped its wings and tried to break free, the iron claws that penetrated the dragon scales sank deeper into the flesh and riveted further on the keel. The stench and hot dragon blood spattered out, and instantly turned into pools of blood when they landed on the ground.
Boom, boom, boom.
It's like a prehistoric giant drum being struck, shaking people's heartbeats and eardrums.
The remaining half of the alchemy knights who had not done anything just now stood out from the encirclement, and they were carrying hideous sabres in their hands.
Now, this saber will be used to—
Dragon slaying!
The blade pointed diagonally to the ground, and the knight's face was hidden behind a mask-like black iron helmet. Realizing the approaching crisis, the black dragon stopped trying to break free, turned his head around his long neck, and started spraying flames toward the knights around him. The red fire and sea rolled away from the ground, the temperature of the air instantly increased, and the figure of the knight seemed to be distorted in the heat wave.
Kacha Kacha, a series of mecha clattering sounds, the armor bone spurs on the alchemy knight holding the saber protruding.
Facing the fiery dragon flames, they charged fiercely.
…
The dust is rolling, and the dragon's yin shakes the world.
Eleanor rode alone, carrying a long sword, standing in front of the city gate.
She came from Bomari with only those alchemy knights who had woken up from their slumbers. Apart from that, there was no single soldier. At this time, she was facing all the rebels outside the city wall by herself, the flames filled the sky, and her long black hair fluttered in the wind.
"You want to rebel even if you have the guts?"
Eleanor smiled casually, the sun falling on the knife in her hand, and the blade and tip of the arc knife were dazzlingly bright.
She was the only one standing outside the city gate, but no one dared to rush up first. The battle between the evil dragon and the alchemy knight is being staged not far away, but who would dare to stay so close to the terrifying battlefield except a lunatic? Whether it was the mercenaries of Balinley or the old department of Count Plitani, they were all desperately fleeing to the distance.
The few remaining people stood behind the Dragon Trainer and the Chief of the Trial Bureau, but they were shocked by the momentum of Queen Illinois alone, and did not dare to rush forward.
The dragon trainer in white robes stood side by side with the director of the trial bureau. None of them cared about the soldiers behind them. At the moment when the powerful enemies met, everyone knew who was the real opponent.
"Queen of Koya, Eleanor."
The head of the trial bureau lamented that he had seen this name on a secret murder list in the Holy Court, alongside William III. He even crossed it out on that list himself, but now the crossed-out name has come back out of the shadows.
"You're not dead."
He slowly pulled out the matching sword, without the slightest contempt.
Logically speaking, fighting a woman is against the spirit of chivalry and is derided. However, the Queen of Keya, the woman who once led the people of Keya in blood and fire, established a state, and was crowned by the people with a crown of thorns, she was definitely not in these scopes.
She is not only a gorgeous beauty, but also a majestic king!
Who dares to despise such a prestigious king
"It is our honor to fight with you."
Ever since he set foot on Legrand, the dragon trainer who had always been indifferent and arrogant also became serious. He made a knightly salute and drew his sword from behind.
Illinois sneered, and she raised the arc knife in her hand high.
"Where are the warriors of Koya?"
The city gate drawbridge behind the black-haired queen slammed down, and the gray-robed Keya shooter rushed out from behind the city gate. The war horse passed through the yellow sand and dust, and once again stood neatly behind Illinois.
The leader of Keya's archers clenched his fist and tapped his heart: "The warriors of Keya are with you!"
"With you!"
All the shooters shouted in unison.
Tears and fighting intent flashed in their pupils, as before, they followed the black-haired queen to fight the intruding lord. As long as their queen stood in front of them, even if they rushed to the battlefield of killing gods, they would not hesitate.
Koya! Koya! Koya of Queen Illinois!
"war!"
Eleanor galloped out.
…
Ordinary people have been unable to approach this battlefield submerged in flames, and the madness is raging, and the dragon's minions and iron ropes are twisted to make a sharp and maddening sound.
But this dragon flame, which can burn down a city, lost its power before the alchemist knight. A thousand years ago, the flame temperature used by alchemists to create these armors was infinitely close to the original dragon, and now the black dragon that attacked Pudun City is just its descendant!
In the flames, the armor of the alchemy knights was plated with a layer of dark red, but they were unaware.
Now they have no pain, no fear.
A thousand years ago, alchemists walked into the alchemy furnace with flesh and blood. They had already suffered the most terrible pain and the hottest flame in the world a thousand years ago. They abruptly turned themselves from living people into swords.
No flames will ever burn them.
The saber was swung, creating a long arc in the air, and the cold light on the tip of the blade was dazzling. The black dragon's hard scales were as fragile as thin paper in front of them, and the alchemy formation flickered on the blade, and finally cut into the flesh and bones of the dragon with a fierce wind.
A puff of pitch-black blood splashed high, and the black dragon let out a neigh of resentment and despair.
Huge saber-cutting knives staggered and nailed the black dragon's long neck to the ground.
Like the shackles around the necks of criminals who have been executed by beheading!
Evil dragons, who regard humans as ants and food, are today reduced to prisoners to be executed.
The knight clenched the hilt of the saber with both hands and pressed it down hard to prevent the black dragon's counterattack with all his strength from blowing the saber into the air. The part of the knights who had been holding the iron rope tightly before, they wrapped the iron rope around the giant shield inserted on the ground and fastened it with the bone spurs on the shield.
Immediately after, they stretched out their hands and took off the dark giant bows from behind.
I don't know what the bowstring is made of, and it seems a little slow to pull it open with the strength of the alchemist knight twisting the iron rope to contain the black dragon. And along with the long arrows with bones as arrowheads, when the bowstring was pulled, there seemed to be a faint and majestic low voice in the air.
The black dragon seemed to sense the approach of death.
It vigorously stirred its wings, and abruptly pulled up the giant shield with the iron rope inserted into the soil, and the dragon wings were closed to protect its head.
At the moment when the iron rope implicated the shield and flew up, the bone arrow burst out of the air.