Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 179: Hammer of Bagh Pestle

The entire city line began to shake. A large number of orcs and Shahua murlocs began to attack the trenches under the fire of bows and artillery from the city walls. The trenches were dug several meters wide and deep, and surrounding the entire city wall became the burial place of these orcs and murlocs.

The orcs and murloc warriors charged forward fanatically. The collective charge brought an unstoppable momentum, allowing them to resist the fear and the cold majesty of the dragon.

But the momentum was not enough to overwhelm the enemy. Large groups of orcs were shot down, and large groups of murlocs were pierced. Their corpses piled up in the wide trench, gradually filling it up.

The smelly blood dyed the earth red and permeated the soil. The smell of blood and the smell of the enemy mixed in the air, mixing into the breath of death.

But the orcs and murlocs continued to charge forward. They could not stop charging and had to use their lives to cover the positions of the archers and gunners in the rear.

The barbarian leader Gib and the gnoll Yugu had already led the Iron Legion to deploy their battle formation on the flat ground in front of the city gate. It was like a steel dome, stronger than the golden wall built of wood.

When the first orc who stepped over the corpses of his companions crossed the trench and rushed towards the city waving his weapons.

The werewolf Yugu and the barbarian Gib lowered their jaws at the same time, and the visors fell off their helmets. A pair of bloody eyes and excited eyes quietly lit up under the closed visors.

"For the dragons of Gogmora!" The werewolf raised the long knife in his hand and made a low but heavy voice.

"For the kingdom of gold!" The barbarian Gibb raised the sledgehammer in his hand and roared loudly.

Clang clang clang,
All the warriors' visors fell down at the same time, and pairs of bloodthirsty eyes lit up under the steel armor. Their black iron armor needed to be moistened by blood, and their long swords longed for the flesh and blood of the enemy.

"For the dragons of Gogmora! For the kingdom of gold!"

The roar of thousands of people, that huge sound wave was like a heavy drum beaten by a giant god, which was enough to shake apart the clouds in the sky.

"kill!"

The roars of the orcs, the screams of the fishmen, the growls of the jackals, and the roars of the barbarians mixed together, and the blood also intertwined together, as if wild beasts were colliding with the steel jungle.

Although these orcs and murlocs had the courage to charge, the force of their attacks could not shake the Iron Legion. The murlocs had no armor and relied entirely on their tough skin.

But even the skin under the dragon's scales cannot stop the sharp blade forged by steel. They are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered by the dragon's steel warriors.

The leather armor worn by the orc warriors could not withstand the steel blades, and what awaited them was ruthless slaughter.

When the orcs and murlocs charged, the iron warriors at the front line simply stood with their feet slightly apart, swinging their long swords in turn.

The long swords in the hands of the strong warriors flashed with light like lightning in the clouds, cutting and tearing into pieces all the enemies who dared to provoke them.

The orcs and murlocs who were charging behind them didn't even see the situation in front of them clearly before they saw that their companions had already fallen down, and flashes of swords like bright lightning appeared before their eyes.

If there are thousands of people, the earth will be connected to the sky; if there are tens of thousands of people, there will be no limit.

It refers to the horrific scene when crowds of people charge in large numbers on the battlefield.

The blue dragon Akzi stood high on the observation deck, looking at the broad city walls. Everywhere was attacked by the enemy. The number of orcs and murlocs had exceeded ten thousand, and more warriors were joining the battlefield.

The entire Golden City was like an isolated island in the sea, surrounded and assaulted by black tides, facing attacks from countless enemies, with blood and corpses covering every open space within sight.

In the distance, the orc army had gradually disembarked from the fleet, carrying magic-powered cannons and dragon-hunting crossbows ashore and began to advance step by step.

The forbidden magic field was gradually cleared under the cover of the flesh and blood of these orcs and fishmen. Even though the flying dragon knights in the sky descended countless times, dropping terrible explosions and bringing destructive iron flames, they still could not stop the actions of these orcs.

The artillery firing positions on the cliffs on both sides were also defeated and eliminated one by one by the orcs' troops, and the sporadic roars gradually disappeared.

The blue dragon Akzi suppressed his violent dragon blood. As the highest commander, he needed to judge the situation calmly instead of rushing into the battlefield like a soldier.

The Forbidden Magic Field was originally a safeguard to ensure that the outer walls of the Golden City could function, so he had to pay close attention to the situation on the field.

But the blue dragon could hold back, but the red dragon in the sky could no longer endure the violent desire for destruction in its blood. Kaidilos felt that the time had come for the blue dragon Akzi to let him find the right time to enter.

Then the young red dragon swooped down from the clouds, and his broad wings cast a large shadow over the enemy's head. He began to fly around the wall of the Golden City, the dragon fire of destruction brewing in his belly, and the deadly fire line quickly lit up from the red dragon's chest and abdomen.

Compared to the young dragons in the dragon group, the dragon breath of the young red dragon is violent enough. The breath of the red dragon that has grown to adolescence is accompanied by magic and flames, which can be regarded as high-level dragon breath. His full-strength breath is enough to melt steel.

Even an ordinary red dragon would be affected by the breath of the young red dragon Caedilos, let alone these orcs and murlocs.

So when the young red dragon sprayed out the flames of destruction, it directly ignited a group of orcs. The flesh and blood of the orcs' bodies turned into raw materials for the flames, the moisture was burned dry, and the oil helped the combustion.

"Hahaha, death is the price you pay for provoking the dragon. I, Caedilos, will grant you a noble rest."

The young red dragon spread the flames of death in the air, igniting the enemies one after another and burning them to charcoal. From his throat came the roar of a giant dragon, full of brutality, excitement and satisfaction.

The entire battlefield was burning with the flames of the red dragon. Countless fishmen and orcs were burned in an instant, wailing and rolling on the ground, but they could not put out the raging flames on their bodies. They could only turn into charcoal and ashes in despair and pain.

Death could not make the orcs and murlocs retreat, but such tragic death was enough to fill them with fear. They could not retreat, but they intentionally or unintentionally avoided the flight range of the young red dragon, which caused the formation that had been attacking continuously to become somewhat disordered.

In this situation, the attack of tens of thousands of enemies was blocked, and they could not advance even a little bit in front of the red dragon and the iron jungle.

The line formed by the Iron Legion was like an indestructible mountain range, and the young red dragon was the trench in front of the mountain range. The bodies of orcs and murlocs had been piled up into a small hill on the battlefield in front of the city wall, and then turned into charcoal by the red dragon's dragon fire.

But the young red dragon was not satisfied. He sprayed until his throat was itchy and dry, then landed on the battlefield with a bang. His claws hammered the ground and blew away the weak enemies.

His tail swept across, smashing the bones of the orcs and mermen and leaving their bodies in tatters.

The young red dragon was like a ruthless war machine, rampaging on the battlefield. His scales were strong enough to withstand the attacks of these ordinary weapons, and even the strongest orcs and murlocs could only leave white marks on his scales.

In the distance, the orcs had already begun to form a bow and arrow formation, and the arrows they shot were also blocked by the red dragon's scales. Only by occasionally hitting the area of the red dragon not covered by the scales could they hurt the red dragon.

But the young red dragon was so huge and was constantly moving that the damage from some arrows was just a tickle to him.

He bit and slapped the crowd, sweeping his tail and breathing dragon fire. The red dragon used every possible means.

"Die, die, you fragile scum, I will crush you all to death,"

The roar of the young red dragon echoed above the battlefield. Caedilos's mind was gradually filled with violent dragon blood. His desire for destruction was rising, and he actually began to charge in the opposite direction towards the army of orcs and murlocs.

"Stupid red dragon, such a fool who relies on his own strength, how dare such a fool who relies on his own strength directly attack the army," said Garen, the leader of the orc army, standing on the deck of his flagship, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Cole, take care of him. Killing this red dragon will deter those dragon monsters. Don't let him attack our artillery positions."

Garen looked at the orc warrior standing next to him.

Cole is also tall. As one of the commanders of the fleet's main ships, this orc is also an extremely powerful warrior and the most trusted lieutenant of the orc prince Garn.

Cole is three meters tall and has muscular body. He looks bigger than other orc warriors. The fangs in his mouth are thicker and longer, which shows that he has a stronger ancient orc blood in his body.

The aura on his body was as vast as the sea and as deep as the abyss, only slightly weaker than that of the Archmage Lapers of the Holy Land. It was obvious that he was also a powerful person who had gone very far among the Saint Rank.

"Although the scales of the red dragon are strong, they cannot withstand my hammer of destruction. I will kill him and use his head as my collection."

The orc Cole clenched his dim fangs as he watched the red dragon begin to suffer injuries from the attacks of countless orcs. Bloodstains and cracked wounds began to appear on its chest, abdomen, limbs and wings. Arrows were stuck in the red dragon's skin that was not covered by scales.

Some arrows enchanted with armor-piercing power can even directly break the scales of the young red dragon, pierce through the flesh and blood of the young red dragon, and penetrate into the body of the young red dragon.

"Put on armor for me," the orc Cole ordered his guards.

Although he possessed the power of the Holy Domain, enough to challenge the young red dragon head-on, but in the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, even the Holy Domain would be overwhelmed by the army and then attacked to death.

The orc does not have the strong scales protection of the young red dragon, and he does not want to use his physical body to try the concentrated fire attack of the dragon warriors.

The orc guards put a set of slightly large and loose armor on Cole's body, making the orc's body look even bigger. Two more orcs lifted up a heavy short-handled wolf-tooth hammer.

Cole lifted the heavy warhammer easily in his hand. This famous legendary weapon in the Orc Kingdom - Hammer of Destruction resonated with the blood in his body, giving him even more powerful strength.

The Hammer of Destruction, also known as the Hammer of Bagh, is said to have been forged by Bagh, the orc god of bravery. Orcs who hold this legendary weapon can gain the bravery to destroy all enemies, and only the bravest warriors among the orcs can pick it up.

"Let the blood of this red dragon help you shine again like before," the orc Cole raised the Hammer of Destruction, stepped into the air, passed the crowded orc warriors who had landed, and landed in front of the positions where artillery and giant crossbows were being laid.

Although he could gain the ability to walk in the air for short periods of time continuously after entering the holy stages, Cole was not a fool.

In the air, they can only become living targets. Even those strong people who have the power to fight against legends dare not face the direct attack of a large-scale legion before they truly step into the legend.

The dragon is the king of the sky. Only a strong man who can crush the dragon, or a real fool, can fight with it in the sky.

The orc Cole fixed his eyes on the young red dragon that was still charging recklessly. The young red dragon, whose brain was occupied by magma, used its long dragon tail to knock several orcs away. But his body had already begun to ooze out hot dragon blood, which dripped onto the battlefield and sizzled the soil.

Click,

Cole clenched his gauntlets, his breathing became heavy, his eyes gradually filled with blood, and powerful strength surged through his body.

His limbs began to swell, his originally knotted muscles began to grow, his physique began to grow, his bones began to creak, and soon he stretched the loose armor tightly.

boom,
The orc Cole cracked the ground that had been trampled firm by countless warriors, and began to run with the heavy Hammer of Destruction in his hand. The earth was the backbone of his strength, his blood was the bones of his strength, and the legendary weapon Hammer of Destruction was an extension of his strength.

All the warriors standing in front of him were knocked away by this powerful orc, just like the wind brought by wild horses running on the grassland blowing up the fluff of wild grass.

"Die, red dragon, and meet a tragic end." A dark light emanated from the heavy hammer in Cole's hand. A powerful force extended and grew in this legendary weapon. The whistling wind sounded louder than the most violent wind and thunder, and it bombarded the young red dragon.

The young red dragon's mind, which was controlled by the evil dragon's blood's brutality and desire for destruction, woke up at this moment. The deadly threat caused the scales on the young red dragon's body to explode, and the chilling murderous intent locked onto him firmly.

"If you want to kill me, you're still far from it, you cowardly scum who only dares to launch a sneak attack," the young red dragon Caedilos roared, only able to move his thick right claw from right to left in time.

Clang,
The collision between the dragon's claws and the orc's hammer actually made a sound of steel colliding.

After a stalemate that lasted only a microsecond, a shock wave of power spread out like ripples, blowing away the orcs all around. Dust rolled up, and the red dragon's angry roar of pain was heard from it.

The powerful orc warrior Cole swung his hammer back, but was knocked back a step by the dragon's powerful force, cracking the ground beneath his feet.

The wolf fangs on this legendary weapon are stained with the dragon's blood and broken scales.

The dust and fog dissipated, revealing the huge body of the red dragon. There were several dense wounds on the palm of the young red dragon's right claw, and hot dragon blood was dripping from the deep holes. The entire right claw of the dragon had been bent in the opposite direction and was hanging down weakly.

The orc warrior revealed a cruel smile, cracked the ground with his strong legs, and hit the ground again with the sledgehammer in his hand with a force that could collapse the cliff.

The young red dragon Caedilos no longer dared to spit out dragon fire at such a close distance. The armor on the orc warrior's body was filled with magical light. As long as he could withstand the red dragon's dragon fire for a brief moment, the red dragon would step into the abyss of death.

Caedilos could only roar and swing his claws, not to resist the terrifying legendary weapon, but to sweep towards the body of the orc warrior and actively launch an attack.

The dragon's body is huge, and its forelimbs have a longer attack range than the orcs' sledgehammers, so the red dragon wants to use this to force the orc warriors.

If the orc warrior chooses to fight both sides, the red dragon will be seriously injured, but the orc warrior's armor cannot withstand the dragon's claws, and he will be cut in half by the claws, or directly knocked away.

But the orc warrior Cole is one of the best warriors in the orc kingdom. Not only does he possess sophisticated combat skills and awareness, he is also much more flexible than a dragon.

Cole's heavy body took two steps back, and the sledgehammer in his hand whistled rapidly as he smashed it down, knocking off the dragon's claws. Then he began to circle around the red dragon's huge body and began to attack the dragon's abdomen, causing the red dragon to fall into his own offensive rhythm.

At this time, the orc warriors around began to surround the battlefield. Their spears and longbows were also looking for the dragon's fatal flaws, wanting to kill the red dragon.

The giant crossbows and artillery positions behind the orcs had begun to take shape. One magic-powered cannon after another was fixed on the base and began to calibrate the target and altitude.

The bases of the dragon-hunting crossbows were also nailed into the ground, and the ropes were turned to install the giant crossbows.

The blue dragon Akzi looked at the orcs and murlocs being gradually defeated on the battlefield. The attacks of these enemies had begun to shrink. Their mission had been completed, buying time for the artillery positions.

So now they have slowed down their attack and started to retreat to their rear.

"Hold your position and don't pursue!"

The gnoll Yugu and the barbarian Gib stopped the bloodthirsty warriors from pursuing them. The iron warriors had now turned into a forest of flesh and blood, but they still held their positions and were not shaken.

But the sharp swords in their hands had already been bent at this time, and some of the steel blades even had fine cracks. Even steel would be damaged after colliding with the hard bones of countless enemies.

These loyal warriors of the dragon did not suffer large-scale casualties under the cover of the archer corps on the city wall. Only a few unlucky warriors were killed by the heavy artillery on the orc flagship.

But it also consumes a lot of physical strength. Heavy armor is a solid defense, but it is also a heavy burden.

The red dragon that was surrounded in the distance had already gone a little far away from the main battlefield. Although the blue dragon Akzi felt that the active combat of the young red dragon Kaidilos would greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the territory, he did not want to consume too many warriors because of the young red dragon.

Moreover, the blue dragon was a little angry about the uncontrollable and impulsiveness of the young red dragon. Despite this, he was still willing to make some attempts, so the blue dragon Akzi roared loudly.

The dragon's roar is high, loud and continuous, carrying the dragon's unique sound and information transmission. Even a dragon dozens of miles away can easily capture the information that its kind wants to convey.

The clouds in the sky over the battlefield seemed to suddenly disperse and were blown into diffuse mist by the howling gale. These mists were not blown away by the surging gale, but became thicker and thicker instead.

In the clouds, the huge figures of two dragons were visible, one with scales the color of red copper, and the other with scales the color of bronze.

They were two metal dragons, the bronze dragon Alina and the copper dragon Alfred, that had sneaked into the distant sea, ready to destroy the orc fleet after the orc army landed.

The two young dragons have awakened their magical powers. Under their impetus, the clouds gradually sink and cover the battlefield where the red dragon Caedilos is.

The bronze dragon Alina urged a violent wind to blow, and the released mist was thick and condensed under the madly surging magic power, blocking the vision of most orcs.

The copper dragon Alfred stretched out his fangs and tail in the mist, casting spells under the cover of the mist.

The talent from the Copper Dragon allows him to turn the orcs' feet into soft mud, and then with the help of the spell Grease, turn the soft mud into a slippery and soft swamp.

In order to protect the bronze dragon Alina who was casting spells with all her strength, the copper dragon Alfred also cast a secondary phantom spell in advance, creating illusory images of two giant dragons to influence and mislead the orcs' senses.

The fog was everywhere, and the orcs around the battlefield where the red dragon was located gradually lost their target. They began to cautiously try to escape from the range of the fog to avoid being affected by the fight between the two powerful creatures.

The young red dragon Caedilos and the powerful orc warrior Cole also sensed the breath of two giant dragons approaching from the sky.

The young red dragon Caedilos' body was now covered in dragon blood, with many arrows piercing his skin. The scales on his waist and back had been broken, and the dense holes proved how terrible the damage the red dragon had suffered was.

The most important thing is that the legendary sledgehammer in the hands of the orc warrior Cole is a weapon specifically designed to restrain opponents who appear to have solid defenses. The damage on the surface of their bodies is far less serious than the damage suffered by the young red dragon's internal organs.

Caedilos' internal organs had already been injured by several hammer blows, and some of his organs were ruptured by the orc warriors. Even some of his hardest dragon bones were cracked. At this moment, hot dragon blood was flowing from his mouth, nose and eyes. He looked extremely miserable.

If it weren't for the giant dragon's powerful vitality and the red dragon's crazy counterattack, the young red dragon would have died under this legendary hammer long ago.

But it was already a struggle before death. Although the orc warrior on the opposite side had some damage on his armor, with the marks on it like a knife, proving that the dragon's claws were difficult to resist, it was still intact after all.

After sensing the breath of the two giant dragons, the orc warrior Cole finally lost his calm appearance. He started to bombard the young red dragon, which was about to fall but refused to fall, with all his strength using the legendary sledgehammer in his hand.

He had to kill the red dragon before the two dragons landed, otherwise, facing the siege of three dragons, he would most likely die here.

"Hahaha, you can't kill me. The dragon will not die at the hands of scum like you," the young red dragon roared, blood spilling from his fangs.

His forelimbs had been broken, the bones connecting the wing membranes had been bent and broken, and his body was covered with holes and wounds of varying sizes.

But he still held his head high. He could surrender to a group of other dragons, but he would not bow to the orcs, even if it meant death.

So his chest and abdomen lit up, lines of fire moved, and the dragon fire turned into an extremely condensed column of fire, spewing out towards the orc warriors with extremely high temperature.

"Dragon, die!" The orc warrior's body swelled again, his eyes were bloodshot, and the surging arm muscles made the armor bulge slightly. The armor on his body also glowed with a dark light. The sledgehammer in his hand was filled with a dark color like the abyss, and it bombarded the chest and abdomen of the young red dragon.

No one could be seen five steps away in the thick fog, but it was suddenly illuminated by a bright light. The bronze dragon Alina poked her head out from the fog and spewed out huge branch-like lightning, which shot down on the heads of the orc warriors, like the power of heaven and thunder.

At this moment, the orc warrior chose to swing the sledgehammer upwards from the side, concentrating all the strength in his body, and a rich black light shone through his body, welcoming the lightning breath of the bronze dragon in full state.

Boom!

The thick black light on the war hammer was struck by a thick lightning, and a large part of it dissipated, leaving only a thin layer. With the red dragon's dragon fire attacking him from behind, he had no choice but to evacuate from the thick fog.

"Hehe," the young red dragon Caedilos panted heavily. He was almost exhausted, and he did not expect that the giant dragons in the dragon group would come to save him. He knew clearly that he was not recognized by these giant dragons.

But accidents always happen, and Caedilos got his own unexpected surprise.

The bronze dragon Alina retreated into the mist and continued to maintain it, while the copper dragon Alfred poked his head out of the mist and said unhappily, "Hurry up, Caedilos. The orcs' crossbows are almost ready. If we don't retreat now, we won't be able to escape."

The young red dragon Caedilos smiled. As his strength dried up, his consciousness became clearer than ever before. He said with a smile, "I can't leave anymore. Even my wings have been broken. But I am very grateful for your help. I have not lost the pride of a dragon. I will die standing on this battlefield!"

The copper dragon Alfred became furious upon hearing this. The hot-tempered copper dragon stretched out its wings and kicked the young red dragon on the butt, making the young red dragon stagger.

"What stupid things you are saying, but this is in line with the character of you red dragons, Caedilos, you still have legs, crawl for me! Don't fucking waste my and Alina's energy!"

(End of this chapter)