Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Prepare for three rounds of bombardment!"

The tyrant shouted energetically.

More than a dozen magic heavy cannons were displayed on the battlefield, with their black muzzles pointing straight into the sky.

In front of them were the city walls riddled with holes and ruins, as well as the frightened defenders and disgraced knights.

——This is Cyril City, the military center of the Principality of Otto and the second most populous city in the country. At this moment, the smell of gunpowder smoke is everywhere.

Feng Yun waved his hand and said from the side: "President, please stop now. We need to keep more prisoners. The factories under our control are in short supply of labor recently."

"This kind of job is only available to aborigines, and the players we hire are too expensive, and they don't follow orders. Today's new players are too skilled, and they won't come if we don't raise the salary standard."

The Tyrant lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "What you said makes sense."

"Then let the spell and melee teams get ready. By the way, let those flying dragon knights hold back and don't burn too many people to death."

"Yes, President."

Today's [King Quan] is already a large guild with nearly a thousand people, a well-known wealthy family. Almost all of its members are professionals above level five. In addition, they are also talented people with outstanding specialties.

In order to compete for this mission of [Conquering the North], the Overlord urgently mobilized nearly 600 members, bringing almost everyone except the necessary logistics department to the battlefield.

This rather large team of professionals has conquered thirteen cities in succession, and the ordinary Northland city defense army cannot stop their destructive pace.

Except for special beings like the "Lionheart Knights", even the most elite army in the North, the average strength of its soldiers is about the same as a first-level professional. A level five professional is enough to become a noble knight or even a general in any army in the North.

And the strength of a group of organized troops composed of players of this strength is evident.

"The mage casts a wave of mass uplifting spells, and the bard casts a demonic fire on the opposite side."

"Soldiers just open their shields and push forward. Remember everyone, don't kill anyone who surrenders. The guild will distribute gold coins according to the number of prisoners. There will be additional rewards for capturing the earl alive!"

Feng Yun shouted on the battlefield with a loudspeaker.

"For the kingship!"

"Glory to the royal power, heroes are immortal!"

Two hundred players rushed toward the distant city. Melee professions such as warriors and paladins charged recklessly, while spellcasters such as mages and warlocks also created brilliant and wonderful spell effects.

There were also druids who summoned various beasts, and bards who played music to cast spells.

For a time, various magical auras reflected each other under the city wall.

Burning arrows, splashing acid, falling rocks, and even flying squirrels attacked the city wall one after another.

The commander on the city wall roared: "Don't be afraid, kill them! Fight for the Principality of Otto and guard the city behind you!"

"They are just flesh and blood!"

"Without those weird weapons, they may not be able to defeat us!"

"Load the heavy crossbow!"

As an important military town, there are several heavy crossbows on the city wall to protect against frost giants and white dragons. They are now being used by soldiers to deal with these Starfallers.

"Fairy Fire Technique!"

The bards played music, and the strings of the fiddles released violet light, outlining all enemies.

Several senior mages from the Royal Guild also raised their staffs.

"Slowdown!"

In an instant, the space on the city wall was distorted, and the soldiers' movements became extremely slow, as if they were in slow motion.

And a dragon-born paladin blessed with flight and acceleration skills jumped directly to the top of the city, swung a sword glowing with red fire, and cut off the head of the roaring commander.

The soldiers watched in horror as their commander was killed, unable to do anything because they were in slow space.

"Surrender without killing!"

The dragon's holy warrior held the still warm head and stood on the top of the tower and shouted.

The soldiers looked up at the advancing figures with despair, knowing that the war was coming to an end - everything was over.

Soon, members of the Royal Guild captured the entire city and easily occupied various important places such as the City Hall and the Armory.

The lord of this city, Count Jules Reginaldo, took his belongings and fled south early with a convoy of hundreds of people.

However, there are several red-scaled conquerors within the royal power. No matter how fast a four-legged horse runs, it cannot keep up with the speed of two-winged flight.

The earl and his convoy were soon discovered by the dragon knights, and they were all wiped out. Count Jules was even captured alive, and was caught in the air by the two-legged flying dragon, wailing continuously.

"Be honest and don't move."

"Or I'll kill you."

The sword landed on the ground on a flying dragon and picked up the earl with one hand.

Count Jules immediately calmed down, but his fat body was still trembling instinctively.

It is said that these evil dragon relatives "kill nobles without blinking an eye", and even dared to chop off the head of a marquis, but left the count's life.

Could it be that they finally realized that they could not firmly rule the Northland without the nobles, and wanted to seek cooperation with themselves instead?

Count Jules's eyes suddenly flashed with joy.

"arrive."

"President, I caught him."

The machete casually threw it to the ground.

"You ignorant bitch, when I return to my original position, I will kill you first."

Count Jules thought viciously in his heart, his eyes involuntarily becoming sinister.

He struggled to get up and saw a tall man with a heroic face not far away. He was carrying a huge sword and was wearing heavy and exquisite armor.

After seeing him, the man's face beamed with joy.

"He should be the leader of this group of evil dragons."

"Now my life and wealth are all in his hands. In order to further cooperate, I should try my best to please him."

Thinking of this, Count Jules' face was filled with a flattering smile.

"My lord, I am Jules Regina——"

"Shua——"

Before he finished speaking, the Overlord swung his giant sword and struck at the earl.

Suddenly, brain matter splattered all around, the skin with thick fat was cut open, and all kinds of internal organs and intestines flowed out in a confused manner, scattering all over the floor.

Before he died, Count Jules still kept a flattering smile on his face, but his eyes showed surprise and disbelief.

He never thought about it until he died.

The man in front of me sent people all the way to capture him, only to kill him with his own hands. This is simply unreasonable!

The Tyrant wiped his giant sword and looked at the mess on the ground with some disgust.

"Next time, just behead him."

"That's disgusting, clean this up."

He casually gave instructions to his subordinates, then looked at his own dashboard, his face beaming with joy again.

[You killed an important figure in the Northland United Kingdom camp [Count Jules Reginaldo] and gained a camp reputation value of 120]

Their entire guild tried their best to accumulate reputation points for him, so as to obtain the qualifications of the Dragon Blood Noble.

Feng Yun said with a smile at the side: "President, according to this progress, by the end of the mission, you should be able to at least meet the reputation requirements of a viscount, and even reach the level of a count."

"Haha, let's continue to attack the next city. Who will make history in the past ten thousand years? I want to be a marquis from eight thousand miles away!"

The Overlord opened his hands and laughed heartily.

Feng Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead and secretly complained in his heart: "The whole guild allows you to build your reputation by yourself, how can you get so many lofty ideals?" (End of Chapter)