The brave man opened the coffin and rose

Chapter 131 True Dragon

In his heart, old Winston had already sentenced his good student to death when he played the young king and began to give him orders and boss him around.

However, as the wizards who were sent out brought back some bad news, old Winston became a little uneasy.

He left the Mage Tower and came to the edge of the floating island, gazing at the horizon for a long time.

The waves of undead creatures and the attacks of refugees, these huge things, when viewed from the sky, will seem insignificant.

In the first few minutes, they were like silent black dots, so much so that old Winston felt that he was not observing the situation in the royal capital, but looking at an ant nest enclosed in a glass box.

But no matter what he saw, it was far from the peaceful king he expected.

As the sun's broad and majestic orange halo lit up, the situation took an even more unexpected turn.

The soldiers on the outer city wall couldn't even withstand the impact of a few refugees.

Shouldn't they be as fragile as winter snow, which will disperse once they are poured with boiling water?

However, compared with the feeling of powerlessness and anxiety that surged in his heart, old Winston did not feel nervous or helpless.

Well done!

In this way, he could take this opportunity to give a good warning to his good student who became a fake king and became so proud of himself.

Fake is fake, no matter how it looks like it is fake.

It's okay for him to play with women. No matter how noisy the ministers' daughters are, it can't affect the overall situation.

The most important thing is that this guy took that position and actually took the opportunity to give him orders. This is what old Winston couldn't tolerate.

In short, he just wanted to watch him being trapped in the inner city wall and unable to take back the outer city wall.

Then, when the time comes, I, as the teacher, will take action personally, demonstrate what oppression means, and help him take back the outer city wall.

In this way, the situation should be back under your control.

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In the cool breeze of the early morning, the vanguard of the Lizardmen climbed to the top of the hillside.

They looked at the village ahead.

Because Great Elder Paospa sensed some magical movement and was not sure what strange things were happening in the town, they did not go to Sweet Leaf Town immediately.

Instead, he decided to take over the rural areas around the scaleless town first.

As for dealing with the rural areas, it is just a matter of extorting money.

They are familiar with this kind of thing.

Even before Great Elder Paospa came to power, they were accustomed to making a living by looting.

But this time, after seeing the target, the Lizardmen rarely stopped their march.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

Generally speaking, villages are different from towns, cities and castles in that they do not have clear walls and boundaries based on terrain.

The boundaries of the village are extremely vague.

Newcomers often just need to find a piece of land around the village and build living facilities, then a certain area around it can be considered as the land of that household.

If there are no precious or roaming livestock, there is generally not even a fence.

And now, the village of the scaleless people in front of them seemed to have a boundary, using haystacks, tattered carts, and some fresh piles of logs with branches and leaves.

A single tree cannot make a forest. Since taking over Sweetleaf Town, Abes has already issued an order for Sweetleaf Town to take over the surrounding villages.

And now, the scout team members, having received Kronos' request, have retreated tightly into the village and started building city defense fortifications.

Although Lord Kronos's guess as to whether the Lizardmen would attack was just a guess.

But now, the best and worst luck has befallen the surroundings of Sweet Leaf Town.

Unfortunately, the Lizardmen did start to move north, and luckily they listened to Kronos' advice.

Looking at the simple wooden walls they had quickly built in front of them, as well as the defenses they had reinforced by filling the gaps with hay and log piles.

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Something is better than nothing.

Although, many people in the villages surrounding Tianye Town have not even realized that the head of Tianye Town has changed.

However, no one objected to the request of the people who came to take over to build temporary fortifications.

After all, these soldiers in leather armor are not the kind of arrogant supervisors and military commanders.

They issued the orders, but they also participated in them themselves.

Such a serious yet cordial emotion did not allow them to ask what the words "adults" and "receive" meant. Instead, they began to help together overnight with a sense of approaching danger.

Pack up your belongings to facilitate retreat and drive your livestock into the village or even into the cellar.

Even hay, wood, and stone, everything that could be used was placed where it should be.

And these various actions have shaped the current appearance of the village.

If a battle were to take place, this crude arrangement would not be able to withstand a large human army like General Paddy's.

However, for the Lizardmen of the Eastern Wilderness who don't know how to fight a protracted war without looting, these fortifications can still hold them back.

Because usually the villages they encountered were defenseless and easily captured.

Therefore, the lizardmen may have forgotten what it is like to have scaleless people who would resist.

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"There really is an enemy..."

Seeing one or two lizardmen flashing by outside the village, the shepherd in the village, who had just persuaded his cows to be led into the cellar, licked his cracked lips.

At the beginning, that is, last night, when he saw this group of soldiers in leather armor appear, his first reaction was that he was going to suffer again.

But what no one expected was that they did not rob or take things randomly, but instead carried out the "Heroes' Expedition" as described in the legend.

They are so well-trained that they can even walk in a neat and orderly line.

And they were extremely efficient. It only took a few minutes from the issuance of the order to the time they organized the team and then headed for the target in batches.

More importantly, they really divided the work and cooperated with the villagers, trying their best to strengthen the village's defenses.

Instead of just crossing your arms and doing nothing.

Such positive enthusiasm made the villagers unable to tell who was fighting for their homes.

They do not seem to be commanders who are high above, but partners who fight side by side with the villagers.

Throughout the night, they did not impose many restrictions except for not allowing people to escape directly.

Instead, it inspired the villagers and taught them how to defend themselves most effectively.

As night fell, the village was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

This group of extraordinary soldiers lit bonfires, kept watch at night, and protected the safety of the villagers.

It was the quietness and peace of this night that completely shook the villagers to their core.

If it is true as they say that there are Lizardmen heading north in large numbers, then it might be safer for them to stay with this group of extraordinary and awesome guys than to just run away.

It was precisely because of the quietness and peace of that night that the villagers did not run away or disperse when they saw the Lizardman appear after daybreak.

Instead, he slowly and firmly stood behind the group of soldiers according to the defense arrangements made by the professor last night.

“This is our home, too.”

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The morning light was dim, and a tense atmosphere filled the village.

The soldiers took turns patrolling around the village, their eyes vigilantly searching every corner around them and their ears listening to any unusual movements in the breeze.

The Lizard Man had appeared before, but now he was nowhere to be seen.

The people who were scouting ahead should have already gone back, and the main army should be arriving soon.

Lizardmen need to prepare, and they also have their own focuses and strategies.

Coincidentally, their village was also making final preparations.

An old man held an ancient spear, his hand gripped tightly, his eyes revealing firmness and unyielding determination.

A young woman hid the sharpest kitchen knife in the house at her waist while feeding her child, ready to protect herself and her family at any time.

The children were placed in the safest place. They hid quietly in the cellar, their faces revealing anxiety and fear, but with the comfort of the soldiers, they gradually calmed down.

The bonfire that had been burning all night had begun to die out. The flickering sparks made crackling sounds when they hit the damp grass and wood.

Suddenly, a low howl came from the distance, followed by the sound of the ground shaking.

The Lizardmen troops appeared.

The number is not large, it should be used for testing.

But even so, they still rushed towards the village like a dark tide.

The soldiers responded immediately. They raised their arms and shouted, boosting the morale of the villagers and making them stand firmly on their positions.

Then, as expected, the first thing that came was the whistling arrows.

The soldiers stood in front and blocked most of the attacks with their shields, but several soldiers were injured and fell.

At the same time, some arrows and stones hit the buildings around the village, making harsh noises.

After the long-range attack ended, the lizardmen successfully approached.

Started hand-to-hand combat with the soldiers.

At the same time, on the side of the village, a group of young people, led by the soldiers, rushed out of the cover of the bunkers according to the pre-arrangement and bravely faced the enemy's attack.

Some women even showed no fear and waved kitchen knives, pitchforks or other weapons.

They did not have the courage to leave the village too far, but they still had the courage to stick out from the side for a while and then interfere.

The children hid quietly in the cellar, listening to the sounds of fighting, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.

But after a series of ping-pong sounds, they heard the familiar voices of adults gradually gaining the upper hand and drowning out the strange chattering of the lizardmen.

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The first wave of attack failed...

Let's add some troops first...

Hearing the suggestions made by his subordinates, Great Elder Paospa nodded.

He did not take the initiative to admit that his attack had failed, but let his subordinates take the initiative to offer to add fuel to the fire, which did not count as an insult to his face.

Paospa was just about to command more troops to capture this seemingly ordinary village.

At this moment, a strange feeling suddenly made him stop, and he did not immediately get into the sedan that belonged to him.

After a moment's pause, a bright green flame flashed before the eyes of Great Elder Paospa.

He also shouted at almost the same time as a lizardman next to him, "Get down! Hide!"

Although they didn't understand why, the several lizardmen around them immediately started rolling over as well.

It was hard to imagine that Great Elder Paospa, who always had to ride in a sedan chair when traveling, could be so agile at the critical moment. He flew more than ten feet away almost the moment he opened his mouth.

He pointed the wooden stick in his hand at his body, and bright green energy flashed, and then was replaced by layer after layer of rapidly growing vegetation.

Well, the power of the Supreme God is really omnipotent, and it can even help me put on camouflage.

And almost in the next moment, a familiar yet strange, heart-shaking sense of oppression descended from the sky on everyone.

A graceful and huge creature slowly flew across the sky.

That’s… a dragon!

Although, as a nominally dragon-slaying tribe, they have evidence of dragon slaying such as the Frost Dragonhide Self-Beater.

But what was flying before his eyes was clearly a real dragon, not a flying dragon!

The size is larger and the color is more beautiful and pure.

Overall, the feeling of oppression is completely different.

It turns out that there are real dragons in this world.

Suddenly, Paospa remembered some knowledge that he thought was a joke.

"The gap between a true dragon and a flying dragon is as huge as the gap between a flying dragon and a dragonborn, and between a dragonborn and a lizardman."

The dragon hovered majestically above the Lizardman tribe. Its shadow was as big as a mountain. Its huge wings swept across the sky, making a low, heart-pounding whistle.

Its eyes were as hot as flames and filled with murderous intent, as if silently declaring its dominance.

Faced with this huge threat, the lizardmen felt an unspeakable fear in their hearts.

There was an emptiness in their hearts, as if they were shrouded in darkness from which they could not escape.

The opponent's low roar without any deliberate dragon power was like a heavy blow, which made their hearts tremble and their blood coagulate.

All the lizardmen felt as if they had been struck by a blow from their own Frost Dragonhide Self-Drum, the effect of which had been amplified countless times.

Great Elder Paospa felt nervous, and he suddenly recalled many of the blunt words he had said.

They seemed to have advertised that dragons were the mortal enemy of their dragon-slaying tribe.

Moreover, I once despised the ancient legends of humans, thinking that there was a group of brave men who repelled the rule of dragons, which led to the existence of creatures of various races competing for survival today. Such legends are pure bullshit?

"An... quiet..."

The dragon circled in the air, its eyes scanning the ground like a sharp blade, as if it could see through the vegetation on his body.

But if Great Elder Paospa knew how the humans felt, he would probably vomit three liters of blood.

Why did all the lizardmen feel such a terrible sense of oppression, but the scaleless people over there had no reaction at all?

The humans just looked at the huge monster in the sky with caution.

One side was oppressed, but the other was not. This was clearly an unfriendly message from the dragon.