Black Dragon Code

Through the misty gray fog, Ren Shamir carefully observed the interior of the Tuhala Desert with the eyes of a wizard.

Of course, Caesar would not wait for the God of Hunting to invade his territory. Passive defense is not the style of Blackwing Lair, and he cannot accept the loss of war in the northern countries, so the Black Dragon sent a demilich to take charge of the investigation. He intends to rush directly into Mara's territory to fight, with the goal of clearing the entire Tuhala Desert.

Through the wizard's eyes, Ren tried to identify the distribution of the God of Hunting, and the other party was obviously on guard. These gray fogs were the means used by the spellcaster to hide and peep.

However, as a semi-lich who has lived and died several times, reconnaissance is an indispensable skill, and it is also an ability that Ren is very good at, so he has a way to use spells to pierce the gray fog, and use the improved wizard's eye to monitor most of Tuhala desert.

Those wearing robes with bloodclaws embroidered on their cuffs are undoubtedly believers, fanatics and apostles of black blood beasts, and this is also the group that demilich can see the most.

The second largest is the blue dragon dragon beast, there are several old species with a body length of more than 20 meters, but more of them are middle-aged and adult species. If these are real dragons, it is of course a terrifying fighting power, but Now……

Ren sneered in his heart, these beasts with low intelligence would rather join the big cat's camp than live under the more blood-related Black Dragon Emperor.

Finally, there are a large number of bandits and ferocious beasts that have no system at all. For these guys, the demilich has no emotional fluctuations. The Black Wing Clan has no difficulty in dealing with these guys. Enough to grind them back and forth into scum.

On the premise that the subconscious mind believes that the Black Emperor will personally deal with the apostles of Mara, the most critical part of this war is those black blood believers and blue dragon dragon beasts. Of course, they are also the core strength of Mara, and they are indeed very difficult enemies. .

The cutting-edge power of the Black Wing Nest, although leaders such as Nero, Erha, and Hogg have all been baptized by dragon veins, they are undoubtedly powerful, but their ethnic groups, whether it is the dog demon clan or the dragon clan, fighting alone, cannot It is definitely not an opponent of black blood believers and blue dragon dragon beasts.

What is His Majesty the Emperor going to do?

How to do it?

Hearing Luna's naive question, Caesar bared his teeth, smiled and said to the little guy: War is not a duel, why does the Black Wing clan fight alone with the minions of the hunting gods? Advantage, one wyvern is no match for the blue dragon dragon beast, how about five? ten?

Counting from the time when the Black Dragon entered the Underdark Region and held power in its hands, it has been timid and dull for nearly fifteen years. Fifteen years of accumulation,

Waiting for this moment.

If a beast god who is not welcome in Elradia does not come in person, but wants to compete with Caesar in terms of army and background, sorry, it can only be regarded as meaningless to the black dragon lord.

Caesar Targaryen is no longer the little black dragon who only had one Stonecrow clan in his hand and was able to fight every step of the way. Now he has a lot of cards in his hand, so he can not be as cautious as before, facing the silly Bimala, and directly push OK.

So fight.

The black dragon does not guarantee that the northern countries will not have Mara's eyeliner, but this has no effect on the war. The so-called hunting gods either fight or roll.

three days later

According to the weather, there will be a heavy rain tonight.

The Kaji border line is densely packed with ethnic groups of the Black Wing clan. Under the restraint of their respective leaders, they put a pill into their mouths and held it between their teeth.

It was a berserk drug that was researched and produced by the wild boars in the secret base of Blackwing Nest in the Underdark region. Many years ago, Angramo specially found a plantation base for this purpose.

Although the berserk drug has never been shown, it has never stopped shipping. The huge inventory is enough to supply every Blackwing Nest race.

A black figure like a mountain gradually appeared in the field of vision, and the huge black dragon lord slowly climbed the city wall. This terrifying, nearly twenty-five-meter-long Chuanlong raised its head and looked down at its own army.

At the bottom, nearly 50,000 beast troops were all silent.

After a while, Caesar tilted his head slightly and ordered: Barrett, raise the flag of the Black Wing Empire.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Beside the black dragon, the insignificant and trembling bard responded (now it is more appropriate to call him the Minister of Propaganda), and Barrett left the Dragon Emperor's body as if fleeing for his life, and ran towards the black shirt troops behind him : Your Majesty ordered that the flag be raised.

Caesar turned his head and saw flagpoles being lifted up one by one. The black flags were unfurled by the wind, and the dark golden pattern looked majestic. It was his miniature abstract painting, hand-painted by Luna. Burning blazingly under the feet, it shows that all enemies will usher in the end of destruction.

This war will be the beginning of the Black Wing Empire. He said to himself.

Originally, in Caesar's plan, the integration of the northern countries was a long-term project, but when the war was imminent, many things were reflected. The support and response of the people gave him confidence, and the ruler's prevarication and perfunctory gave him a lot Excuse.

When this war is over, Caesar can settle accounts later, flay and hang those old nobles alive, and then forcibly prepare to build the Black Wing Empire. It will not be a big problem.

The main battle force of the Black Wing Clan had arrived at the Kaji border three days ago, and now after three days of repairing, the monsters were full and ready to go.

In between, Caesar glanced at the northern army in the corner.

Although the Black Wing nobles who rely on the Black Emperor are actively preparing for the war and are enthusiastic, they are all new nobles who have just obtained fiefdoms and have no background at all. They can only provide some temporary militias, while the old nobles are perfunctory. Unwilling to hand over the remaining army, some old, weak, sick and disabled were forced to come.

Sparse and out of date.

Caesar only took a cursory glance and stopped paying attention. Anyway, he didn't have any expectations for these guys. He just asked the Northland army to put on a posture to show their presence and give some comfort to the people. The Black Wing clan was the one to deal with them. The main force of hunting gods.

After letting the commander of the Northern Army figure it out, Caesar stopped talking and waited quietly for the night to fall.

The sun gradually changed from fiery golden to cloudy yellow, and finally sank into the vast sea in the west, leaving the entire northern land under the control of night. Layers of dark clouds quickly subsided, and occasionally a bright arc flashed.

But a wider cloud is rising rapidly, manticores and flying dragons cover the sky, almost all the residents who have been resettled in Kaji have stepped out of their houses, looking up at this familiar scene.

The army surged in Kaji, and left the border.

When they saw this scene for the first time, they all gritted their teeth, hoping that the Black Wing Clan would be defeated and that the head of the black dragon would be chopped off and nailed to the copper pillar. However, this time, they secretly hoped that the Black Wing Clan would win.

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