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As soon as they appeared, they set their sights on Margaret in the sky.

Two massive cannons, as a greeting gift, were fired straight at Ron and his companion.

Ron patted Margaret on the neck and swooped down. The silvery-white dragon hurtled towards Titan like a meteor, its claws, imbued with icy power, striking his head.

Just before the dragon's claws came down, Titan raised its left arm to block. The dragon's claws collided with the armor, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

Several cracks appeared in the ground beneath his feet, and he was forced to take a step back by the impact.

But he caught it.

Margaret landed, her dragon body arched, and her tail swept across Titan. Titan didn't dodge, but directly took the hit with its body.

The loud clang of metal colliding made the air tremble.

The other person still caught it, and he braced himself by pushing off the ground with both feet.

The cannon barrel in his right hand was instantly aimed at Margaret's chest, and a scorching light shone from the muzzle as a heavy cannon shot was fired at close range.

Titan King Kong reacted a fraction of a second faster than Ron had anticipated. The cannon was already aimed at Margaret's chest the instant she landed.

Ron didn't have time to think. He held the Dragon Spear horizontally in front of Margaret and poured his fighting spirit into the spear.

At the same instant the cannonball was fired, the Dragon Spear blocked it.

The shell struck the gun and exploded, engulfing Ron's figure in flames, and the shockwave sent nearby rocks flying several meters away.

Ron coughed up blood, and Margaret was knocked back several steps.

She was furious when she realized that her carelessness had caused Ron to get injured.

Margaret let out a low growl, and a blast of icy dragon breath struck her opponent precisely.

Tank leaders may have incredible physical defense, but they are no match for elemental attacks, especially those with restrictive freezing effects.

I was still somewhat restrained.

The opponent's speed was not fast to begin with, and Margaret further restricted it.

Margaret tried to launch another attack, but Ron stopped her.

"Keep your distance and don't fight him head-on. His defense is too strong. Agility and speed are our strengths."

Margaret naturally didn't refute Ron; she spread her wings and returned to her own sky domain.

The tank leader below also slowly broke free from the effects of the frost.

He looked up at the two people in the sky, and then the main gun barrel behind him turned red again.

Unfortunately, at most one or two out of ten shots might hit the target.

Conversely, his movement speed wasn't high, and Margaret managed to hit him six or seven times out of ten dragon breaths.

Margaret alternates between Frost Dragon Breath and Flame Dragon Breath.

The tank leader was quickly outmaneuvered by Margaret.

Knowing their disadvantage, the opponent simply reverted to tank mode.

They stopped hiding and relied on their defenses.

Just play turn-based games with Margaret.

After a while, Ron looked down.

Han Yue brought up the rear, his ice crystal club sweeping across and forcing back the tanks that were charging at the front.

The Silver Dragon Knights are withdrawing from the flanks, and they will be almost completely withdrawn soon.

Ron decided to stop bothering with the metal lump.

After circling twice at a high altitude, it allowed Margaret to retreat.

The silver-white dragon landed on the last line of defense, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The Knights had retreated behind a gentle slope. The terrain was more complex than the open ground, with valleys and scree slopes, so at least they wouldn't be swept away in one salvo by the Tank Tribe's charge.

Hart was gathering his troops, counting heads, and raising the flags again.

Ron stood atop the hill, gazing at the Tank Tribe positions in the distance. He remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:

"It's not worth it to fight head-on."

Margaret, now back to her little girl form, rubbed the spots on her body where the shells had grazed her, wincing in pain.

"They're too tough."

That evening, Hart reported the casualty figures: nearly seven or eight hundred dead, nearly a thousand seriously wounded, and countless others slightly wounded.

Ron listened without saying anything, nodded, and then said:

"Starting tomorrow, the Knights will no longer launch attacks. They will rely on the terrain for defense, set up magic crystal cannons, and pile up obstacles. If they attack, they will defend; if they don't attack, they will wait."

Hart paused for a moment, then asked, "How do we fight?"

Ron said, "The three of us will go out and fight."

He pointed to himself, then to Margaret and Han Yue beside him:

"Margaret and Han Yue will draw fire, and I'll be responsible for rescuing people. As long as they don't surround me, we can rescue a few at a time, and they won't be able to hold out for more than a few days."

Hart opened his mouth, seemingly with some doubt, but seeing the Grand Duke's expression, he dared not ask.

He nodded and turned to set up the defenses.

Early the next morning, Ron, along with Margaret and Han Yue, approached the Tank Tribe's position again.

This time, he didn't have the Knights follow behind; it was just the three of them.

A silvery-white dragon swept across the low sky, its dragon might pressing down, and bursts of fire immediately erupted on the Tank Tribe's position.

The tank leader immediately stepped forward, wanting to continue yesterday's battle with Margaret.

But this time, his opponent was Margaret herself.

The Frost Giants charged into the enemy lines alongside Ron.

He faced an attack from thousands of tank crews on the main battlefield, as long as he wasn't completely surrounded.

At most, he would be seriously injured.

Ron could then take this opportunity to retrieve the people from the small garden.

As soon as the battle began, things unfolded exactly as Ron had predicted.

The tank leader's side was locked in a stalemate, while the Frost Giants were suffering heavy losses.

Almost as soon as the eight-meter-tall frost giant entered, it swung its ice crystal club and sent a tank flying.

They were then targeted and attacked simultaneously.

More than a dozen Tier 2 tanks surrounded him and attacked, while thousands of other tanks fired their cannons nearby.

The Frost Giant was bombarded almost the entire time.

It looks like it can only last for half an hour at most before it has to escape with serious injuries.

Otherwise, there would truly be a risk of annihilation.

Ron gave him a large amount of silver potions, great elf potions, and five bottles of third-tier essence, hoping that he could hold on a little longer.

Sure enough, Ron arrived a step later than the Frost Giant.

The firepower on his body was less than a third of his.

Ron closed in quickly. He cut into the tank formation like a blur.

When you place your palm on the armor of a tank, a flash of white light appears, and the tank disappears.

Then came the second and the third vehicles.

The whole process was as fast as the blink of an eye. Before the tank group could react, a flash of white light appeared, and Ron disappeared.

In the small garden.

Three Tier 1 tanks were thrown in, facing Ron, a Tier 3 Dragon Knight.

They had no chance to resist at all, and in less than half a minute, the three tanks were reduced to wreckage.

But if you were outside, those tank formations wouldn't give you that half a minute.

After Ron dealt with his opponent, he didn't linger in the small garden. The Frost Giant was still outside getting beaten up.

He needs to take this opportunity to kill a few more.

Ron then reappeared on the battlefield, much to the shock of the Tank Men who had been bothered by his disappearance and reappearance.

A Tier 2 elite tank has now arrived to scout the situation.

They were dumbfounded by Ron's sudden reappearance and were about to attack him on the spot.

But before he could do anything, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment.

There was also that human staring at him with ill intent.

It took Ron a full two minutes to break the metal shell of the other party.

And the small garden was hit by several shots.

Ron thought to himself that he would only need to bring in one second-tier or five first-tier at most in the future.

Otherwise, the time required to resolve the issue will become uncontrollable.

In addition, when they return, they will have to bring Aiba and the others in to protect their families.

Ron wasn't worried about these tank men escaping his grasp; his main concern was that stray bullets might scatter.

During the half hour that the Frost Giant was tanking damage, Ron killed a total of sixty or seventy people on the other side.

If the other side hadn't reacted in time, they could have killed even more.

Ultimately, seeing that the Frost Giant was struggling, Ron ended the jungle clear.