Chapter 321 Dragon's Nest Fortress
When the two sides actually clashed, Hull soon sensed trouble.

With abundant supplies, the curse of the dragon-transformed soldiers makes their weapons different.

An arrow just flew by, and the stench left in the air penetrated Hur's nostrils, slightly affecting his spirit.

Our side has secret pattern weapons, while the opponent has dragon-transformed cursed weapons, which invisibly offset our advantages.

This cannot go on any longer, Hull must fight back. The difference between him and those dragon-transformed soldiers is that he does not just follow his instincts.

Lind's army has a lot of good stuff, including explosive arrows, poisonous arrows, spice bottles, etc. Now is the time for these things to come into play.

"York, where's the spice bottle?"

York is a wizard among Raven's soldiers. This guy is good at swordsmanship. Since he has never learned any magic, he becomes a very strange wizard, a melee wizard.

After joining Lind's expeditionary force, York's spiritual power finally came in handy. Those things that required a wizard to use more smoothly were transformed into his power. With alchemical props in one hand and a sword in the other, his combat capability increased sharply.

Seeing York raise the spice bottle in his hand, Hull continued to shout: "Remember, release it in the direction I point to make those idiots look over there!"

"Arrow heads!" he shouted to the archers, reminding them to replace the precious alchemical arrow heads with those that absolutely could not afford to make any mistakes.

Those things are very valuable.

"Throw!" Under Hull's command, York released the spices.

The illusion successfully created a row of well-prepared Rand Legion soldiers, and the dragon-transformed soldiers were indeed briefly attracted to it.

"put!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the shooters quickly leaned forward and fired.

The arrow pierced into the body of the dragon-transformed soldier.

Poisonous fog, flames, curses, and even ghosts hovering in it!
The chaotic bombardment covered the dragon-like soldiers, the shining flames ravaged the ground and penetrated into the dragon's nest to ignite a fire. The central city area suffered the first large-scale bombing. The unique fighting style of the army led by Lind was finally demonstrated in this team.

The poisonous fog barely tore apart the formation of the dragonized soldiers, causing them to be in a state of temporary confusion. However, the bodies of the dragonized soldiers were no longer human, and they were very resistant to poison and curses. Even the flames only left scorch marks on their scales and armor.

In the end, only the explosions from a few alchemical arrows caused fatal injuries.

The balance of the war did not seem to tilt towards Hur because of this raid.

Hull couldn't help cursing.

Even worse were the dragon-like soldiers flying in the sky. They had air superiority that the Rand Corps did not have, and when they spread their wings they were as nimble as fish.

Before the archers could aim their arrows at them, they had already released a rain of arrows.

Dense rain of arrows fell from the sky; the burning flaming arrows and the dragon curse caused Hur's team to fall into chaos once again.

A soldier was accidentally stabbed by a cursed arrow and fell into a state of fear uncontrollably, holding his head and screaming.

The strong man was crying pitifully at this moment, with snot and tears all over the floor.

"Damn it!" Huer roared.

At this moment, a dragon roar sounded.

Huer subconsciously looked behind him and saw the slender red-scaled dragon flying towards him with its wings spread.

It spewed flames, and the flames that were locked upon by magic turned into a violent storm, and half of the sky was dyed red in an instant.

The flames roared and hit the dragon-like soldiers in the sky. The dragon-like soldiers with wings spread, who were showing off their might in the air just now, instantly burned and turned into pillars of fire.

Dragon scales, armor, weapons, and even curses melted in a few breaths. Then, the dragon-like soldiers, who were burned and turned into sculptures, fell from the sky one by one. Their carbon-like bodies shattered, but the flames did not stop.

Huhuhu——!
The flying dragon spread its wings and lowered its altitude, flying over the heads of Hull's troops. The strong wind brought by its wings that covered the sky and the sparks that came towards him made his nose itchy, but now he just wanted to laugh.

The flying dragon raised its wings, and its hind claws, wrapped in a blanket of scorching dust, stomped into the formation of dragonized soldiers, then swung its tail wildly, rapidly expanding its advantage in the battle.

When the dragon flew away again, all that was left to Hull was the enemy army that had fallen into chaos and the charred corpses burned by the dragon's fire all over the ground.

"Attack!" Hull shouted loudly.

It's time to attack, take the initiative to rush forward to meet the enemy, and never miss such a great opportunity.

It's hard to believe that the dragon is not invincible, but that's the truth.

Only the area from the front of the military camp to the central avenue has been cleared several times, and it can be confirmed that there are no strong enemies, otherwise the flying dragon would not dare to approach at will.

Flying in the air means air superiority, but it also means becoming a target for attack by others.

But at this moment it showed its powerful strength.

The battlefield was filled with roars and screams of the dying. Seizing the opportunity, the Riven soldiers finally repelled the enemy. As the Dragon's Nest Fortress was smashed like a rotten egg shell, the sticky liquid pulled at the eggshell fragments... officially announcing Hull's victory.

After chewing on this tough bone, Huer ordered his soldiers to quickly clean up the battlefield. They would not attack again, but would defend here with all their might... However, judging from the behavior habits of the dragon-transformed soldiers, they probably would not fight back.

Those guys have a very clear sense of territory and will never go to other places easily.

My job will become easy, waiting until the Rand soldiers in the rear find time to come and completely take over this area.

The battle has stopped. Hull stands in front of the statue of His Majesty Redwald. He is clearly in the center of the battlefield, but he can enjoy the tranquility here and lament the cruelty of war.

The stone sculpture no longer had its original appearance, just as the impression left by the powerful king in his mind had become blurred.

Hull does not have too much nostalgia for the past, including the so-called "hero" honor.

The screams of agony on the battlefield told him that the only way forward was to keep killing the enemies and moving forward.

Fighting was still going on in the distance. He could roughly tell where Lind's troops were fighting. The sounds of fighting between the troops were blocked by the high walls in the royal city. All he could see was the flames burning in the distance.

I guess it was a very miserable scene.

He sincerely hoped that more of his people could survive.

Those guys were all wearing armor with golden secret patterns, holding enchanted blades, and were armed to the teeth.

They are the army built by Lind with huge investment, but this does not mean that they will not lose. Always fighting with absolute crushing strength will make people arrogant and no longer fearful, and eventually turn them into big fools who can only wave their fists.

War can teach everyone to think.

There are only two ways to go in war: either become an experienced elite or fall.

The dragon-transformed soldiers are the best whetstone to test their own strength, and vice versa.

They have a lot in common with each other, one of them has been transformed and gained dragonification, which has dramatically increased his defense and physical fitness, while the other one has put on secret pattern armor made by humans themselves, and has been enhanced with magic and knowledge.

This is a brotherly civil war.

But no one would think about it. They could not show even a little hesitation to their already crazy brothers, because the opponent's claws never hesitated for a moment.

(End of this chapter)