I Killed the Dragon

Satsuma looked at the retreating coalition forces with a hatred of iron and steel, and almost vomited a mouthful of blood in his heart. And Madrid, if you are such a dish, don’t save me too much, OK, let Lao Tzu live in the castle with peace of mind. Can't it?

　　 Facing the dragon slayer warrior, you ran so close, beeping in front of the formation, who gave you the courage?

　　 But no matter what, at this time, he has no other choice but to attack.

　　 Surrender? Hehe, he believed that no matter how broad-minded Gray was, he would no longer be a hidden danger.

　　Although the opponent has only been on the throne for a month, he has already had his own supporters in the kingdom. As long as the coalition is defeated this time, he will be the real king of the kingdom, and no one will be able to shake his position.

　　 Leaving him is really useless except for hidden dangers. Even if the other party doesn't kill him for the time being, he will definitely find a chance to let him pass away naturally.

　　 "The traitor Gray has no aristocratic spirit. He even attacked and caused the death of the Marquis of Madrid. Soldiers, for the glory of the king, eradicate this traitor and charge me." Summer drew his sword and shouted angrily.

　　 "Give me all." The other nobles resisted the fear in their hearts and shouted. They also knew that at this time they retreated completely to find their own death, so they drew their swords and commanded their soldiers to attack the city.

"Arrows, don't save arrows, let me put them fiercely!" Gray commanded loudly. He wants a battle to determine the world, so this time there is no need to save supplies. Anyway, there will be not much use later, and the whole country will be used after the fight. It's all his, and it doesn't require much military resources.

When the coalition army entered the range of fifty steps, all the soldiers defending the city had thrown out the arrows in their hands. Now the army under the city is densely packed, and there is no need to aim with arrows from the opposite side. Just make sure that your arrow can probably fall in that area.

Gray hid behind the female wall and occasionally raised his head. He held a black iron block in his hand. Every time he raised his head, the iron block in his hand would glow with fire and then made a loud sound. Next, there will be a person on the opposite battlefield, at least an officer, who will die with a blood hole.

　　 The coalition forces only rushed out twenty steps. At least five officers have died, and they died so mysteriously.

　　 Although soldiers on the battlefield will not pay too much attention to the lives and deaths of other people, there are always people who will notice this, and when they notice this, they can't help but feel a sense of fear.

　　 They were originally afraid of the prestige of Gray's dragon-slaying warrior and did not dare to step forward. Now that they were so scared, the few people who were scared already had the intention of running away, and their actions on the battlefield were inevitably slower.

　　 The consequence of a few shots slower is that the people behind will also slow down a few shots. Of course, this is trivial in the entire battlefield, because someone will die at any time to block their progress.

　　 However, although a few slow shots will not affect the progress of the battlefield, it will affect the military spirit.

　　 For example, when someone charges and charges well, you suddenly slow down, and the ones behind either push you forward directly or slow down.

If it is a uniform march like the war in China, of course, everyone will slow down. The latter will basically step on the corpses of their predecessors to move forward, but the small army gathered by this nobleman basically consists of dozens of people. To support the army, do you still want him to ban? Still want to cooperate with each other? Don't think about it, go to sleep.

　　 There is no such possibility at all, so when they lose the energy to charge forward, the fear in their hearts will increase, and finally lead to deserters.

　　 Gray played for a while, and found that this was still a little less efficient, so Mimi quietly took out three grenade, and then gently threw it out.

　　 Three grenades traversed a perfect arc in the air, and then landed among the coalition forces rushing over. Everyone was charging with arrows, and no one noticed that the thing had fallen.

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 Three explosions sounded one after another, instantly causing dozens of casualties in the coalition forces, and this unprecedented weapon made them feel a deep fear in their hearts.

　　 Is this something that I have never seen before, is it God’s punishment? Or what powerful monster?

　　 "The fairy in the lake gave me baby!" Looking at Bertrand's dazed expression, Gray gently explained.

　　 There is no way, this kind of high technology is unheard of here, it is better not to be too shocking, it is very good to let the non-existent lake fairy hold the pot!

　　 Gray then took out three more grenades and handed them to Portron, "Pull off the metal circle on it, and then immediately throw it out at the people outside."

　　 After finishing speaking, Gray went straight down the city wall, "I didn't eat it well, I will eat it later and gather, we will drive these **** **** back to their hometown!"

　　 Soon, a team of about five hundred people assembled in front of Gray.

　　 These are the first batch of soldiers who came to eat meat. Basically, they have eaten them. After eating, they feel that their blood is rising and their bodies are hot, as if they have endless strength to vent.

　　 Gray rode on a horse, took out his spear from his backpack, "Open the gates and rush with me!"

　　 With a creaking sound, the heavy city gate finally opened. After a moment of astonishment, the aristocratic coalition forces rushed towards the city gate like a tide.

　　 Porterrand looked up at the outside of the city wall, thinking of the power that Gray had thrown out before, quickly opened the tab, and threw three grenades toward the densest place.

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 "Chong!" With the sound of three explosions, Gray rode on a horse, followed by twenty riders, and rushed out quickly, followed by infantrymen.

　　 There is no way, the Shibao country has no great plains, and there are few horses. Gray has always wanted to form a cavalry, but he couldn't do so because of insufficient horses. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Twenty horses and horses are basically useless in the battle of nearly 10,000 people, but with Gray it is different.

　　 He was holding a spear and rushed out of the city gate. His stalwart figure was like a **** of war. The spear took the lives of four or five people in an instant, allowing the cavalry behind to rush out.

　　 "Go away!" An angry shout, like a thunder, made the coalition soldiers momentarily stunned, and then they saw a long spear like a death sickle and began to harvest their lives.

　　Moreover, the knights who followed were not weak in the slightest. There were only twenty people, and they even played 2,000 people.

　　 "Kill!" The infantry followed closely, reaping the coalition soldiers who were scattered by the cavalry.

　　 "Everyone, go down the city wall, follow your majesty and kill this group of bitches!" Portron looked excited, shouted, and also slipped down the city wall, leading the soldiers behind Gray and began to charge.

　　 In the face of the five hundred people Gray brought out, the large number of noble coalition forces unexpectedly retreated.

　　 It can be said that the more than one thousand five hundred people defending the city are basically all elites brought out by Gray, and these five hundred people have just eaten dragon meat, and they are full of energy and momentum.

　　 Although there were only five hundred people, it was like a sharp spear that tore through the coalition with nearly 10,000 people, like a sharp knife, piercing the enemy's heart fiercely.

　　 Especially Gray, just like the legendary **** of death, his spear is harvesting life every moment. No one is his opponent. Everyone who sees him in front of him has the urge to turn around and run away.

　　 No one is not afraid of death, and it is such a worthless method of death.

　　 As he killed more and more, this urge to escape finally turned into action, and deserters appeared in the coalition forces.