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Chapter 759: Lance and Tank

Chapter 759: Lance and Tank

Roar--

The shocking dragon roar scared away all the beasts.

The ferocious beasts in the wild that had been following the marching team, salivating over the flesh and blood of humans, were now trembling all over.

Rooted deep in their blood, the painful experience of their ancestors being oppressed for countless years made them realize at the first moment that the dragons that had been extinct on the west coast for many years had returned.

The fear of the king of the sky caused them to flee in all directions.

"Run, escape."

The roar of the evil dragon Ladon was quite hearty. Although he didn't expect that he would be forcibly woken up by his boss to work even though he had fallen asleep.

But he felt quite amazed at the feeling of returning to his hometown.

The flame dragon head roared, wantonly venting its bad temper and hatred for humans: "Fear, tremble, tiny insects, see if your pitiful fire sticks, your toys made of tin sheets, can withstand the wrath of the great Lord Ladon!"

The poisonous dragon head seemed to be thinking about something: "Brother, ignore that idiot with a brain full of muscles. Tell me, if we write a letter to ourselves who are still in the Anatolian Dragon Garden, reminding them to be careful of those humans and immediately escape to the mountains of Northern Europe, then we won't have to be dogs anymore?"

The Curse Leader sneered, "You think Flame is a fool, but I don't think you are much better than him. If we hadn't died before, do you think we would have been annihilated directly or regained our freedom? What's more, I don't want to use that old body anymore."

As he spoke, he opened his huge mouth with all his might and spewed out cursed flames.

The Poisonous Leader thought about it and it made sense, but he was still resentful and argued, "No matter what, I am the second smartest dragon among our three brothers."

Demonic flames of three characteristics spewed out from their mouths.

However, these characteristics cannot be manifested in ordinary soldiers at all, because the most fundamental attribute of their dragon flame is always fire. Under such high temperature, all the characteristics of aging, weakening, slowness, fear, and corrosion are of no use, and only a handful of ashes are left.

On the "Jureas", Porfirio has gathered more than ten wizard consultants. The origins of these people are very complicated. Some are trained by him, some work in the Mexican government, and some are recruited from the public. Their strengths vary.

The reason why the Knights Templar were not called was because the two groups disliked each other. According to the style of the Knights Templar in the early years, these unbelievers, heretics and pagans should all be burned at the stake, and they did so in the early years.

As a result, the ancient magic spells of the Aztec, Ottoman and Mayan systems have almost been completely lost in Mexico today.

On the contrary, foreign sects such as Voodoo and Necromancer that came with the immigrants gradually grew up with difficulty under the nose of the church and gained a firm foothold.

These people were obviously at odds with the church, so the archbishop invited by Porfirio to carry the holy relics chose to refuse to board the "Jureas".

In this era when dragons are almost extinct, a dragon that looks like it has just reached adulthood cannot be killed like a baby dragon, a young dragon, or a young dragon, because its bloodline, bones, and scales are not fully developed, and the harvest is very little.

It won't cost as much as dealing with an adult dragon or an ancient dragon.

It is definitely the best foundation for building the reputation of a dragon slayer.

Therefore, more than a dozen mage consultants stepped forward and expressed their willingness to take on this "arduous" task.

"Mr. President, judging by the size of this dragon, although it has only recently reached adulthood, it is a three-headed species. For hundreds of years, I have heard that the Ottomans have only kept one of them. It once destroyed the Theodosian Wall with a breath of dragon fire. It is definitely not something that ordinary people can deal with."

The gloomy black-robed spellcaster sneered at his colleagues and said, "Some people overestimate their own abilities. It's not a big deal that they themselves are buried in the dragon's mouth, but who knows how many innocent soldiers will be buried in the dragon's flames."

The spellcasters were angry but dared not say anything, thinking that the people from the Undead Cult were quite good at speaking in high-sounding words. Everyone knew that these lunatics always wanted as many people to die as possible.

boom--

Outside the porthole, a beam of dragon flame swept past, and dozens of soldiers were burned to ashes in the blink of an eye. A few soldiers who were only affected by the sparks ran halfway, and the poison spreading from the wounds actually turned their bodies into pus.

"We can't let this evil dragon continue to wreak havoc!"

The black-robed spellcaster spoke righteously, but his eyes as he looked towards the evil dragon in the sky were filled with greed.

The value of the giant dragons that have long been extinct has risen sharply. Dragon scales, dragon horns, and dragon fangs are all rare spellcasting materials. What's more, as a spellcaster of the Necromancer sect, the dragon bones and dragon souls that cannot be sold at a high price are also rare treasures in his hands.

His teacher once left him a "Book of the Dead", which was said to be the holy relic of the dead given to him by his teacher for helping the ghost general of hell to capture the escaped evil ghost.

Although it can only be used once, if successful, one can use the dragon's soul and bones as raw materials to create a powerful skeleton dragon. Not only can it retain most of its strength when alive, but it can also continuously temper its body with the magic of death, becoming more powerful as time goes by.

For a necromancer, this is more useful than taming a real dragon. After all, a living dragon would not be so obedient. Many dragon knights serve dragons every day just like knight squires serve their masters' warhorses.

It would be more accurate to say that the dragon found a slave for itself rather than that the knight enslaved the dragon.

Porfirio knew what this guy was, so he quickly asked, "Master Guderian, do you want me to ask Diego and Francisco to help you?"

"No need for that. Although this demon dragon is an alien species, it has just reached adulthood. If I need help to deal with this little dragon, how can I be so shameless as to take the consulting fee you give me every year, Mr. President?"

The black-robed wizard had a forced smile on his face, and it was obvious that he did not want the trusted followers trained by Porfirio to join the war and share a share of the spoils.

Porfirio cursed inwardly, "Sooner or later, the Knights will tie you, Grandet, to the stake and burn you to death." The smile on his face also faded a little: "Then please ask Master Guderian to act quickly and get rid of the evil dragon."

"Of course!"

Guderian walked out of the landship and raised his right hand. Endless evil spirits suddenly emerged from the void. They formed a dark green ocean and tried to swallow the dragon Ladon. It was difficult for them to penetrate Ladon's scales and attack his soul. They could only open their mouths full of sharp teeth and bite hard on Ladon's scales, making a crackling sound.

The Fire Dragon Head was furious: "How dare you!"

The poisonous dragon leader sneered: "Idiot, they are our enemies, of course you are so presumptuous."

The cursed dragon leader decisively asked for help: "That spellcaster who smells like a dead person is quite powerful. Boss, isn't it time for you to take action?"

The young king on the dragon's back did not reply, but looked at Guderian with a somewhat nostalgic expression.

He knew this guy.

Moreover, he designed this small boss himself. In the novice plot, he was executed by Prajna himself, which can be regarded as the first highlight moment in this free six-star plot.

"This should be Prajna's highlight moment, so let her take it."

"Dragon's anti-magic scales!"

Seeing that his attack was useless, Guderian became even more excited. He rubbed his hands. No wonder the dragon's scales were so valuable. Given its huge size, the scales of this dragon could be used to weave at least dozens of sets of dragon scale armor.

This alone is worth tens of millions of pounds, and those dignitaries never skimp on the price when it comes to their personal safety.

Guderian raised his hand and pressed it on the back of his neck. With a "swish" sound, he tore open the bloody flesh and pulled out a white spine without a trace of blood.

Although he had lost his spine, his body did not hunch over. Instead, he grinned with a mouthful of yellow teeth, raised the spine staff in his hand and slammed it hard on the ground.

The next moment, a huge crack appeared in the desert covered with sparse vegetation. The crack seemed to be connected to hell. Sharp roars could be heard from inside, and a pair of scarlet eyes lit up in the crack.

...

At the same time, at the rear end of the Mexican army, smoke and dust billowed, and thousands of light cavalrymen wearing cowboy hats, carrying revolvers and sabers galloped over. The lone star flag hanging high indicated their identity.

"It's the Texas Rangers!"

exclaimed the Mexican veteran who had fought the Texans.

The Texan cowboys were most famous for their swift-moving cavalry. They were excellent archers on horseback. They would fire their guns from a distance to disrupt the formation, and then charge forward. They were the nightmare of the Mexican border guards.

Behind the Texas cowboys, a double-headed eagle flag is particularly eye-catching.

They were a group of lancers wearing various types of armor, as if they had crossed over from the Middle Ages!

During this era, traditional lancers had not completely withdrawn from the stage of history. The German Confederation, Tsarist Russia, Hungary, and the Polish-Lithuanian Confederation, which had been completely divided up and became states under the rule of the Tsar, still had classical cavalry units using lances.

Charlie, the first dragonblood follower, looked at the scene with some surprise: "This time, we have to deal with this kind of enemy?"

Orhan looked at the three huge and eye-catching land ships and couldn't help scratching his head. "I thought the cannons made by Urban were scary enough. The development of gunpowder weapons is really fast."