night.

The silver moon rises at the beginning.

The cold moonlight shines on the earth, as if it is covered with a layer of gauze on the world.

On the thirty-meter-high city wall of the Blade Fortress, more than a hundred soldiers stood at the gap in the battlement with spears in their hands, looking at the passage more than 200 meters long in front of the city wall.

The soil on the passage is abnormally black and red, without a weed, and emits a faint fishy smell. This is the world-famous orc slaughterhouse in Madilan - the orc throat!

The city wall of the Blade Fortress is built in the middle of a long and narrow passage between the two cliffs. On both sides are majestic and steep mountains. The mountains are natural barriers that separate the orc prairie from human territory, so that the large troops cannot pass through at all.

The first emperor of the Luonan Empire, the first emperor of the Luonan Empire, who defeated the Orc Empire and drove all the orcs to the grassland, once said in his public speech: As long as you guard the Blade Fortress, it is like pinching the orc's throat, and the passage is named after it.

Sure enough, as the Blade Emperor said, the resources of the Orcs prairie cannot feed orcs with a large population and super-grown orcs. The orcs who retreat to the Prairie have to desperately attack the Blade Fortress.

This two hundred meters long and eighty meters wide channel became an insurmountable natural barrier. The condescending imperial guards guarded the fortress at a slight price.

Hundreds of thousands of orc corpses were covered with passages. It took three days and three nights to clean up the bodies.

After this battle, the land of the orc's throat was infected with blood and turned black and red, until today.

The decision of the orc empire emperor failed, which led to the orc empire falling apart and becoming the original chief system.

In the next few thousand years, once the number of orcs on the orc prairie exceeded the limit that the grassland could feed, it had to attack the Blade Fortress again and was once again harvested by the human defenders of the Blade Fortress.

The orc's throat is a land of inch of land, and the war continues to spread, thus becoming a waste of grass.

That's it. The orcs whose population was equal to humans now have a population base of only one percent of that of humans.

Human beings have completely taken the initiative.

When you don’t want to start a war, you smuggle more food from the orc prairie and squeeze the final value of the orc clan.

Want to start a war?

Stop kidding, will a rich man living in a villa think about going to a poor kiln to beat the poor?!

The answer is - Yes.

Because this rich man wanted the land under the feet of the poor, but another rich man forced him. In addition, the poor man's strong body, lifeless fighting style, and the terrible guardian of evil dogs, the situation has been like this.

This is the current world pattern of Madilan World.

The orcs have always been guarded by giant dragons. How could humans not beware of these big guys who can fly and spray deadly breaths? So they invented a weapon - dragon shooting cannon.

This powerful crossbow cannon is enough to penetrate the dragon's scales, but it is huge and inconvenient to move. This is also the reason why the Luonan Empire has not entered the grassland for a long time.

On the wall of the Blade Fortress, some soldiers stood on the firing platform of ten huge dragon-firing cannons, always paying attention to the movements in the sky.

A soldier looked at the sky and felt his eyes sore. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. After his distractedness, he heard the singing and dancing sounds coming from the fortress behind him. He smelled the aroma of barbecue and fine wine. He couldn't help but sniff and sighed.

"Ah~! It's so good! It's so unlucky. Everyone else was holding a welcome party, but we were blowing cold wind on the city wall."

Feeling the deep resentment of his companions, the soldiers beside him comforted him.

"Stop complaining, someone will come to take over later, and we can..."

"Look, what is that?!"

Suddenly, a scream interrupted the soldier's words.

Everyone hurriedly looked at the sky far ahead, and three black shadows were leaning against the silver moon and flew from afar, as if they were the god of death flying from the moon.

"Dragon! Dragon! Dragon!"

A soldier reacted quickly and sounded the horn of war!

Woo woo woo woo woo ~!

First, the soldiers' horror screams, and then the vast trumpet sounds echoed over the Blade Fortress one after another.

The crowd was celebrating in chaos, and the soldiers quickly put on their armor, found their own team, and led by the commander to their respective posts.

Although every few years, news comes out that dragons fly to human territory and loot villages and towns, most people have never seen dragons in their lives.

Most people don't want to see it either, because the dragon is synonymous with death and disaster.

Dragon shooting cannon can kill dragons, yes!

But the premise is to hit the target. If you want to hit these guys who are moving at high speed in the air, you must shoot a few more arrows. However, in most cases, before the human soldiers shoot the dragon, the city has turned into a sea of ​​fire.

General Loschi, who always pays attention to the movement of the city wall, rushed to the city wall quickly and saw the figure gradually growing in the distance, and was excited.

He is one of the few who wants to meet dragons, because he is a warrior!

The Blade Emperor once said: A warrior who doesn’t want to kill dragons is not a qualified warrior!

Since I saw this famous quote in books in my childhood, the young Loschi has kept it firmly in his heart and made it his lifelong goal.

"Soldiers! Don't panic! Go back to their respective posts! They are nothing scary. We have dragon cannons! Fifty dragon cannons! As long as they dare to come, we will shoot them into sieves!"

When designing the Blade Fortress, the situation of the giant dragon attack was taken into consideration. Not only the city walls, but also the towers inside the fortress, dragon-firing cannons were also installed. When a large number of dragon-firing cannons were fired together, the specially made armor-breaking arrows were enough to cover the entire sky.

General Loschi was very excited and felt that his dream was about to come true.

"Hurry! Brave Imperial soldiers! Take action!"

The commander's shouting played a role. The well-trained soldier quickly turned the winch. Under the huge pulling force of the winch, the adult cross bow arm was bent, and another soldier picked up the crossbow arrows on the ground with both hands and put them into the launching slot. The soldier responsible for aiming to adjust the direction and aimed the cold arrow at the flying black shadow.

General Loschi put his hands on the cold city wall, and held them tightly with both hands, and his bones turned white, but the cold city wall could not relieve his hot heart at all.

The wind raised the young commander's blonde hair, but Loschi's eyes were only flying dragons, and the noise around him was automatically filtered by his ears, and he could only hear his rapid heartbeat.

Finally, the dragon was less than a thousand meters away from the fortress.

After the dragon flew closer, Roschi finally discovered something was wrong. The length of the dragon recorded in the book was mostly about fifteen meters.

And the three giant dragons in front of you...!
Chapter completed!