Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"As expected of a weapon left over from the Fadland Empire, it can easily destroy our tanks. But in this case, we don't need to hold back."

The hobgoblin sneered as he stared at the bird's-eye view of the image transmitted by the wyverns in front of him.

"Just like what His Majesty Cassius said - 'Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys', the current city of San Theo is the chicken that is about to be slaughtered. I will let all the Aetherians see the consequences of resisting the empire. ”

His voice was sonorous and powerful, there was a fierce light in his turbid yellow eyes, and a cruel look appeared on his entire red, scaly face.

This hobgoblin officer is the commander-in-chief of the fourth army of the "Blitzkrieg" operation, the commander of the siege of San Theo, and the distinguished Dragonblood Marquis Arturo Redridge.

As a close associate of Duke Doro, an important member of the imperial military, and one of the representatives of the "Extreme Hawks", Arturo would not let go of such an opportunity.

Arturo simply pulled out the saber from his waist, raised it high, and roared with great strength: "The whole army obeys the order - attack with all strength! I will turn this city into scorched earth!"

The hobgoblin has a ferocious face, spitting everywhere, and the general stars made of pure gold on its shoulders are shining brightly.

And his roar was transmitted to every tank and combat vehicle on this battlefield by the infinite electromagnetic waves generated by the magic communicator.

Before he finished speaking, the entire battlefield roared with anger, the ground shook violently, and even shook, and endless firelight and thick smoke rose into the sky.

The battlefield is completely boiling!

"boom--"

More than a hundred tanks opened fire in unison, and even the ground shook violently under the powerful recoil, collapsing, and black smoke came out of the muzzles, covering half of the sky.

The dazzling firelight formed a row, and the cannonballs dragging thick smoke tore through the sky, criss-crossing, forming a dense network of firepower, and finally all bombarded the towering and solid city wall of San Theo.

"boom!"

In an instant, the fierce explosion shook the entire city. The raging flames almost engulfed the entire city, and billowing smoke enveloped the sky above San Theo.

"Amaunata! Is today the end?"

"How can this stop! I don't want to get involved in this war!"

"Damn it, damn it."

People looked up at the thick smoke that enveloped the sky, witnessed this doomsday-like scene, and screamed in panic and panic.

At this moment, facing this natural disaster-like scene, the residents of San Theo had completely lost their minds and were running around, leaving the city in chaos.

Affected by the explosion, the light curtain outside Sansio City kept flashing, with spiderweb-like cracks appearing on it, and the city wall was shaking violently, even causing several soldiers to lose their feet and fall, falling into pieces.

Karen stood on the tower, raised his sword, and pointed into the distance with gritted teeth: Soldiers! Don't back down, crush them! "

The soldiers beside the crossbow on the bed of the Sun God tried their best to turn the winch and continuously load the giant arrows, but under the cover of the thick smoke, they could not even aim at the target.

Arrows of light pierced the sky, but they could only be submerged in the thick smoke and dust. They were nothing compared to the cannon fire that filled the sky from the Ember Empire.

Looking at the gradually dimming and cracked light curtain, Karen turned his head and said eagerly to the group of mages: "Mr. Zalan, can you and your colleagues repair our protective magic circle?"

Zalan shook his head solemnly and sighed: "With our power, we can only maintain the shining net over the city, but we no longer have the energy to maintain such a complex protective formation.

Lord Karen, the Ember Empire's offensive is too fierce, far beyond everyone's expectations. I don't think we can hold on for long. "

Karen frowned: "You mean you want me to give up this city?

Do you want me to hand over San Theo City, which belongs to the Fadland Empire, to the Ember Empire? Run away like a shady mouse? "

His expression was annoyed, his tone became a bit harsh, and anger burst out of his golden pupils.

Master Karen, now is not the time to be willful, please come out of the illusion of the past and take a real look around you."

Zalan raised his eyes and pointed at the sky shrouded in smoke and fire with his staff, his voice extremely heavy.

“The fall of Sansio City has become inevitable, and we have no means to prevent it.

Lord Karen, please conserve your strength and don't take impulsive risks. The only thing that can allow us to reverse the situation now is the decisive battle in Collins City. "

Karen knew that Zalan was right. Under such fierce bombardment from the Ember Empire, even he, who claimed to be a descendant of the gods, could not save the situation.

The Sun God's crossbow on the wall of San Theo was enough to bring down the dragon, but it was not enough to fight against the armored legion composed of organized steel behemoths.

But he was still unwilling to do so. In his mind, Fadland was a symbol of conquest, victory and glory. They were supposed to conquer the world, so how could they become invaded and lose their territory?

Karen was silent for a long time and then whispered: "Your Excellency Zalan, I cannot give up my homeland of Fadlan."

"boom!"

There was another deafening bang, a violent explosion that shook the city wall, and the Ember Empire's specially-made armor-piercing warhead with anti-magic effects finally penetrated the light curtain.

Immediately afterwards, several similar shells came one after another, creating a series of explosions.

Instantly, a ring-shaped crack appeared on the light curtain, and those cracks spread and split rapidly, gradually becoming dense and covering the entire light curtain.

"Crack!"

Finally, accompanied by a crisp sound, the protective magic circle built by dozens of great wizards and guarding the city for decades could not bear the burden and completely shattered.

"Not good! Retreat!"

Zalan's expression suddenly changed, and he issued a quick reminder. Even he did not expect that the empire would break the defense so quickly.

The next moment, the mortars of the Burning Empire also roared, and those shells drew extremely high arcs in the air, attacking the soldiers on the city wall as if they had eyes.

"Boom!"

Instantly, the city wall was full of flames, rubble flew, and dust filled the air. The soldiers were engulfed by the explosion amidst the screams of fear, and they had no time to escape.

Karen waved his wings and soared into the air. He raised the divine sword and slashed continuously, cutting off more than a dozen shells in succession, causing them to explode in the air.

However, compared with the dense firepower of the Empire, the efforts of the Marquis of the Godly descent seemed insignificant.

Although he did protect the dozen soldiers under him and maintain a section of the city wall of several dozen meters, the Empire's shells fell on all the defensive buildings of Sansio almost without dead angles.

The majestic and towering city wall was already scarred, and there were shocking gaps on it.

Another group of dragons flew across the sky, attacking from a distance, and their steel wings cut through the air, making a hair-raising scream.

Karen flapped his wings, climbed up suddenly, raised the divine sword high above his head, and shouted hoarsely: "The Fadlan people will never retreat!"

Under the dense charge of hundreds of flying dragons like a tide, Karen seemed particularly small.

"Shua——"

But the next moment, the blade released a surging, dazzling golden flame, splitting the dragon group in the middle, and several two-legged flying dragons roared and fell, exploding in the air.

The other flying dragons climbed up and turned sharply, avoiding Karen's slashing, and flew over the sky of Sansio City in an orderly manner, dropping hundreds of deadly bombs.

"Boom! Boom!"

Dozens of bombs were intercepted by the mages' shining nets and exploded in the air, causing the burning and broken shrapnel to rain down on the city.

Buildings were set on fire, and people fleeing everywhere were hit by shrapnel, and some even had half of their heads cut off by shrapnel.

Then, the bombs that were missed exploded again in the city, and both humans and buildings were engulfed in flames and thick smoke.

The survivors knelt in the ruins, looking up at the sky with despair, but they could not see the sun, only the black smoke covering the sky and the looming "God of Death".

"God, what did we do wrong? Why do we have to be punished like this?"

"Purgatory! This is purgatory!"

"We all carry sins. His Majesty Amaunator abandoned us. This is the punishment from Him!"

In this burning scorched earth, people gradually fell into madness. The former order had been completely destroyed, leaving only desperate cries and crazy shouts.

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

Looking down at the once prosperous and now devastated city, listening to the screams of the flying dragons passing by, the roar of artillery fire, and feeling the hot and pungent breath coming from the skin.

Karen flapped his wings, and confusion appeared on his almost perfect face.

"Your Majesty Amaunator. Have you really abandoned us?

Lord Walter, if it were you, what would you do? Am I really going to give up this city and become the deserter I despise the most?"

The descendants of God in the sky were too conspicuous. He had killed more than a dozen flying dragons and intercepted hundreds of artillery shells.

Therefore, the artillery of the Burning Empire took him as the main target, and countless armor-piercing shells and anti-magic shells were fired at him, trying to shoot down this angel-like warrior.

The Empire's player army had already arrived a hundred meters outside the city. Some of them raised their staffs and chanted spells, some pulled their magic bows, and some held the latest magic sniper rifles, and some even threw magic taboo bombs.

In their eyes, this was not a warrior of the gods who frightened the enemy and avoided him, but a living experience and military exploits!

"Shoot this birdman down!"

"Hahaha, kill him! For the Empire!

In an instant, shining arrows, flaming spears, poisonous darts, magic-destroying shells, extremely cold ice cones... dazzling attacks came from all directions and rushed towards Karen's body.

"Boom! "

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, a violent explosion suddenly appeared in the air, and cracks appeared in the space. The brilliant flames and thick smoke instantly engulfed the angel with wings on his back.

"Is he dead?"

"Who received the experience prompt?"

Suddenly, two dazzling white lights burst out from the thick smoke, penetrating the smoke screen, causing a violent explosion, and instantly engulfed several players.

"Ignorant mortals!"

Everyone looked up and saw Karen holding a divine sword, his eyes shining, bursting with fire, like a real angel descended from the world.

The white wings waved, blowing away the smoke in front of him, shaking off the ashes and dust covering it, and also setting off a hurricane that swept the earth.

"Who gave you the courage to challenge a descendant of the sun god?"

Karen shouted angrily, raised his sword high, and the complex and exquisite patterns on the sword instantly lit up, releasing dazzling divine flames.

A red-gold column of fire shot up into the sky, reaching the sky, and countless flaming meteors fell, like a divine punishment from heaven, which was shocking.

In an instant, dozens of players who launched a charge and wanted to be the first to board the city of Sansio were turned into ashes by the flames falling from the sky.

This is the angelic descendants of the Holy Fadlan! The terrible army that once followed the "Sun King" Aragon I to conquer the multiverse!

"Long live Fadlan!"

Karen raised his arms and shouted, but even his voice was drowned out by the deafening explosions and the roar of artillery fire.

The death of the players did not reduce the firepower of the Burning Empire by half. Instead, the bombs and shells flying towards the city of Sansio became more dense, and the explosions continued.

"Boom--"

Suddenly, a dull sound came from behind Karen, followed by people's panic and terrified screams.

"It's going to fall! The wall is going to fall! It's going to crush us!"

"Get out of here!"

He turned around and saw dust and smoke filling the air. The wall was crumbling. Under the fierce bombardment of the imperial army, the wall of Sansio finally collapsed!

The city let out earth-shaking wails and roars. The wall that stretched for hundreds of meters collapsed. Dust and smoke covered the sky. Countless soldiers and citizens were buried in the ruins of the wall.

"Lord Karen, let's go! Let's go to Collins City! This is definitely not a place to stay for long!" Zalan came to the God's side with the help of flying magic and urged anxiously.

The mages who came with him used group teleportation to leave here before the wall collapsed. In his opinion, the fall of Sansio City had already become inevitable.

No matter how many tanks were destroyed or how many soldiers were killed, they could not defeat the Burning Empire. Their only hope of victory was to defeat the red dragon.

"Have we failed?"

Karen floated in the sky, slowly flapping his wings, his eyes dim.

He looked at the ruined city of Sansio, then turned around and looked at the steel behemoth and the flying dragon that were charging, and his golden pupils were confused again.

"Boom!"

Another explosion occurred beside him, but it was blocked by the invisible divine shield surrounding the angel god.

Under the threat of artillery fire, Zalan released a teleportation spell, and his figure gradually blurred, but he still hurriedly advised: "Lord Karen, we haven't lost yet!

We will win, and Fadlan will eventually win, but not here! Duke Walter needs you!"

Finally, Karen gritted his teeth, his eyes revealed a touch of determination, and he said word by word: "We will win."

The angel god raised the long sword in his hand with one arm, and a dazzling light appeared at the tip of the sword, and his figure gradually became illusory.

The next moment, countless shells fell from the sky, creating a fierce explosion at Karen's original location, but the angel had already left.

The steel behemoths rampaged across the land, accompanied by billowing steam and thick smoke, rushing at high speed towards the city that had turned into scorched earth and ruins, without encountering any resistance in the process.

They successfully occupied the city of Sansio, or...completely destroyed this city with a glorious history.

On July 15, 1789 in the new calendar, the military town of North Essel, Sansio, fell. On the same afternoon, five major cities including Calvin, Farin, and Asher fell one after another.

Three days later, seventeen cities including Bertrand, Mitchell, and Graywood Castle were also successively occupied by the army of the Burning Empire.

Until July 30, in just nineteen days, under the thunderous offensive of the empire, all cities in North Essel except Colin had fallen, and almost all important territories were controlled by the Burning Empire.

The "blitzkrieg" of the Burning Embers shocked the world. Before the various forces on the continent of Fianso could react, news of the fall of various cities in North Ethel came one after another.

And the Grand Duke of North Ethel, the former "Wing of Fadlan", Walter Graham, was leading the remaining troops to stubbornly garrison in Collins City, waiting for the final decisive battle.

"The Burning Embers appeared on the stage of the continent of Fianso with a lightning-fast and fierce offensive, strongly declared its existence, and also sounded the death knell of the old Fadlan order."

-"Chronicles of Fianso" Todd Brown

". His Majesty Wilham told me not to worry, but I was already considering continuing to go south.

Damn, these arrogant Fadlans are still immersed in the illusions of the past, and have no idea of ​​the horror of the red dragon. They will pay the price for this."

-"Luton Notes" (end of this chapter)