Chapter 36

"Fire!~"

The Portland archers, seizing the opportunity, released their fingers, and a swarm of arrows shot into the sky like a locust plague.

The centurion of the Second Cohort who issued the order didn't care about the second friendly flying dragon in the sky; he only knew that the Slan who had stolen their flying dragon was a major threat.

Casually deflecting the incoming arrows with his dragon rider's lance, Lin默 focused his gaze on the enemy's "anti-aircraft fire points" on the ground, the archer formations. He tapped the head of his flying dragon again, pulled the reins, and forced it to make a tight turn and a rolling dive.

The other flying dragon, which had just lost its rider, was not so fortunate. It was directly hit by the stray arrows and turned into a pincushion, screaming as it fell to the ground in a lopsided manner. The arrow wounds were minor, but the fall was inevitable.

"Ha ha, what can you do to me?"

The low-altitude flash attack skill "Blood Wave Thousand Flashes," specifically used to slaughter ground troops, came easily to him. Back in this world, the dragon rider's aerial combat skills were used with even more abandon.

The long dragon rider's lance, like a venomous snake's tongue, stirred up a storm of blood and gore among the Portland archer formations as the fire dragon made a super-low-altitude flight, tearing apart the originally neat formation.

At least ten archers were impaled by the lance, some even having their heads exploded, with red and white droplets of blood and brain matter splattering everywhere.

As the fire dragon pulled up again, Lin默 sheathed his lance, drew out his heavy cavalry bow, and loaded a three-edged armor-piercing arrow, shooting it upward.

The archery assistance module temporarily compiled within the "Dragon General" system, which had full permissions and a compilation module, instantly completed the auxiliary aiming. On the transparent visor of the digital tactical helmet, the crosshair and the aiming system locked onto the target.

With the addition of wings, the flying dragon in the sky!

A sharp black light suddenly descended from the sky, and the centurion of the Second Cohort of the Portland "Red-Eyed Lion" vanguard, who was just drawing his sword and shouting, was instantly pinned to the ground by a sharp arrow.

The shrill scream was cut off, and the second commander, who had taken over the mission to attack Cedar Town, spat out large mouthfuls of blood, his face turning ashen.

Without a doubt, the bloodthirsty heavy arrow that had instantly shattered most of his internal organs completely cut off his life. After a few rapid breaths, he fell silent.

Unintentionally, Lin默 and his twin sister Li Mu Bing completed a double kill on the Portland commanders!

Hardly controlling the fire dragon, which was almost stunned by the lance and now flying purely on instinct, Lin默 pulled the reins and flew back toward Cedar Town, even taking the time to shoot several arrows at the enemy mages' positions.

The pale red fire element shield never dissipated. The three-edged armor-piercing heavy arrows, made of solid iron, were like the 5.8mm standard rounds fired by the Type 95 assault rifle, being blocked by the magic shield. They only caused a tremor and failed to penetrate the thin layer of fire element energy.

"Slan!"

The fourth-rank Portland mage Wester frowned as he looked at the flying dragon that had just attacked him and was now flying toward the Slan town, and the Slan Empire knight.

The composed mage, like a true gentleman, remained calm even after being attacked. In fact, most mages were like this, possessing enviable mental fortitude, which allowed them to calmly and smoothly complete their incantations.

Therefore, some jokingly called mages the nobles without a crown.

Even if he was in a hurry, it was useless. Before he could finish his incantation, the opponent had already left his line of sight, which suited Wester just fine.

Fortunately, the knight did not intend to fight to the death with him, which slightly relieved the fourth-rank Portland mage. The previous use of the fourth-rank fire magic "Falling Star Flame" had consumed a lot of his strength, and his mental energy had not yet fully stabilized.

Even if he could successfully kill the opponent, he would have to pay a significant price. He had no intention of intercepting, watching the fire dragon carrying the Slan Empire knight fly away toward the distant town.

The eastern side of Cedar Town was already in a precarious situation. The town guard was engaged in a fierce battle with the Portland troops who were constantly climbing over the scorching stone wall.

Blood and flesh flew, and screams echoed continuously as people fell to the ground in agony.

Fortunately, the town guard had just seized a batch of weapons and equipment left behind by the Portland troops after a failed probing attack, slightly narrowing the equipment gap between the two sides.

The twin sisters, each equipped with a Type 95 assault rifle and a Portland military standard long spear, formed a two-person battle formation, relying on each other to fight the Portland spear and shield soldiers. Their agility and some long cold weapon techniques gave them a certain local advantage.

One attack, one defense, alternating and cooperating as if they were one person. No Portland soldier could match them, often struggling to cope and being impaled by the sisters' spears.

Despite this, the newly formed town guard, consisting of former town guard soldiers, caravan guards, and civilian warriors, was still retreating. The role of powerful individuals on the battlefield was limited, and they would eventually be exhausted and overwhelmed by the enemy's numbers, unable to close the absolute strength gap or change the final outcome.

More and more Portland soldiers poured into the town, gradually forming battle formations. The defenses of Cedar Town inevitably began to waver.

Battle formations are one of the manifestations of an army's ability to inflict maximum destruction.

Once the battlefield fortress made of half-shields and the forest of spears, sharp like a hedgehog, combined with the relentless and fearless warriors, even dragon riders would have to consider the consequences of being overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

At this moment, a rain of arrows fell from the sky, and the unprepared Portland soldiers were shot through the body by the dark black heavy arrows, screaming as they fell to the ground.

Immediately after, a long spear, following the low-altitude flight of the dragon, mowed down the Portland spear and shield soldiers like a scythe. No matter how they tried to block with their half-shields and spears, they could not avoid being impaled or struck with such force that they were killed instantly.

The newly formed battle formations began to disintegrate.

Whether hit by arrows or the lance, the victims died instantly, with no chance of survival.

"Heaven, it's the knight, our air knight!"

"Long live Slan! Kill!"

"Drive the Portland dogs back to their homeland!"

"Kill these invaders!"

Lin默, riding the flying dragon, returned to the battlefield, boosting the morale of the Slan people on the ground as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

The first impression an air knight often leaves on the enemy is not their unimaginable destructive power and mobility, but the unparalleled pressure.

No one knew when the air knight's attack would land on their head, making it completely impossible to defend against.

The three-edged armor-piercing heavy arrows carried by the flying dragon were quickly depleted, but every arrow Lin默 shot hit its mark, causing significant casualties among the Portland troops on the ground.

With his assistance, the town guard not only successfully held the line but also gradually drove the Portland troops back to the point where they had breached the stone wall.

The Portland archers outside the town, after a bloody slaughter, were still in shock and could not quickly reorganize to support the spear and shield soldiers' attack.

The suddenly precarious situation in Cedar Town began to turn in a favorable direction.

"Crack!~"

The fire dragon suddenly let out a strange cry. Lin默 did not continue to beat the creature's head with his lance as before but instead looked toward the northeast, sensing something.

A flashing blue light suddenly shot into the sky from the green mist forest to the northeast, forming a small circle, and then directly rushed toward Cedar Town, specifically toward Lin默's position.

"Thunder Sparrow?!"

The dragon rider, riding the fire dragon, recognized the rapidly moving, electrically charged figure and couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

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Today's update is temporarily one chapter. I'll take a break for now.

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