Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Grad, of course, had no problem with that.

This group of troops is actually the Chosen One. There is no problem in giving it to Magarrella's command. It will be fine even if they are used as cannon fodder. They just issued a mission. Grad immediately nodded in agreement:

"Since you are the main attacker, the army will of course obey your command and march to fight. The most taboo thing is that the army's command system is disordered. Only by working together can the army be invincible."

Magrilla saw that Grad was so knowledgeable and thought that Grad had planned to join the drow.

Little did they know that she had just left with the drow elves and the Chosen Legion, and Grad immediately led the core troops to the Saint Lotia Empire to meet with King Leighton.

Drow move at extremely fast speeds.

Three eighth-level hydras each pulled a chariot filled with drow elves, followed by tens of thousands of tauren legions, five thousand stalker legions, and rangers flying in the sky on manticores. .

Of course, the largest numbers are cannon fodder goblins, cavemen, and dark trolls.

These races with extremely high reproductive speed are densely packed at the front of the drow core force, like a dark wave, and they maintain a distance of about one hundred meters from the drow core force.

On the left and right wings of the cannon fodder troops are the player troops who have received the offensive mission.

After half a day's march.

Magrilla led the army to the border fortress of the Slot Empire.

A long way away, she could already see the high wall built by the Black Dragon Emperor.

This city wall is extremely majestic, connecting the end of the horizon to the left and right. The Slott Empire Fortress opposite is only thirty meters high. Compared with the majestic high wall, it looks like a shabby cowshed.

The army came to the walls of Slote Fortress.

Soon a mage came out of the fortress riding a war horse.

"Hello, Ms. Margarella, I am Raisip." The mage dismounted and knelt down on one knee to salute the drow elder. His posture was very low: "I have heard of your name for a long time. I am very happy to get your support. After knowing that the drow elves are willing to fight side by side, the warriors under my command are very happy. Oh, to be honest, those monsters are simply too bullying. They often use catapults to throw excrement into our fortress due to their higher city walls. If it weren’t for His Majesty’s prohibition, I couldn’t help but launch a siege.”

"You humans should be honored to have the help of the drow."

Margarella nodded slightly. The mage in front of her was very powerful. He was a seventh-level great mage. The ice element on his body was very active. It was obvious that he had a strong affinity with the ice element.

"Let my army enter the fortress first."

Margarella said: "No matter what, I still need to explore the opponent's situation before attacking!"

The gates of the border fortress were raised.

Raisp, the guardian of the fortress, entered in formation with the drow and the chosen ones.

The cannon fodder troops at the front were in ragged clothes and holding wooden or bone maces. They cursed along the way and spoke in tribal language that was difficult for humans to understand.

The smell of these monsters was so bad that the border fortress, which had already been attacked by shit and piss, was even worse.

The weather was so cold that it was difficult to clean up the feces thrown by the Black Nest Empire, so they had to be buried on the spot.

But once the armor and weapons are stuck, even if they are washed with water, it will be difficult to cover up the smell.

The border fortress has limited resources. Pure water is for drinking, not for cleaning weapons.

So the soldiers could only endure it. Their mood was like the gloomy sky. Everyone had a gloomy face, leaning against the city wall holding weapons. It was not until they saw the living drow that their expressions became slightly calmer. vitality.

Elves have always been a race that humans talk about.

Whether it is the noble and elegant tree elf or the enchanting drow elf.

The word elf often represents beauty and mystery.

"The sanitary conditions of your fortress are really poor!"

Margarella frowned since she entered the fortress. When marching on the road, the strong wind blew away the smell of the monsters. Margarella could barely bear it. Now the body odor emitted by the cannon fodder is mixed with the stench of the fortress. At the same time, it was like a hammer hitting Margarella's brain, making her brain a little confused.

"This is caused by those monsters."

Raisp forced a smile: "Actually, before the Black Dragon Empire built that high wall, the sanitary conditions of the border fortress were always very good. At the beginning, when faced with the harassment of those monsters, I even sent soldiers to clean up the feces, but war can happen at any time. It might happen, and my soldiers need to recharge their batteries and be alert at all times, instead of bathing and cleaning up feces day and night, so I just let it go."

"All right."

Margarella showed a rare expression of understanding. Seeing the dense flies and bugs scurrying in the air, she couldn't bear it anymore and immediately turned around and ordered:

"Drive these despicable monsters out of the fortress, they really stink! In addition, the Chosen Ones, you sent mages to quickly clean up the smell in the fortress. If you stay in this harsh environment for a long time, let alone fight, sooner or later you will have to fight. Got the disease."

Margarella just finished speaking.

Players will receive corresponding tasks.

Although I am a little dissatisfied with the task of the drow elder cannon to fight mosquitoes.

But they still did it for the mission reward.

The worst thing was the monsters brought by the drow. They had just entered the fortress and before they had time to take a breath, they were driven out of the fortress and huddled between the Sloter Border Fortress and the Great Wall of Despair, exposed to trebuchets and attackers. Within the attack range of the city cannon.

Outside the border fortress is a desolate Gobi desert without any bunkers.

All the monsters huddled under the city wall as much as possible.

In the distance, on the Great Wall of Despair, the monsters of the Black Nest Empire have roared provocatively.

Margarella climbed onto the city wall and stared at the Great Wall with cold eyes.

Before, I just looked at it from a distance and thought it was okay. But now that I'm close, I feel really shocked.

The 100-meter-high wall was taller than the Hydra, boundless to the left and right, like a tsunami pressing in front of us.

The sun gradually sets in the west.

The shadow of the Dragon's Breath Tower was cast on Margarella's face.

She deeply felt the oppression brought by this desperate Great Wall.

But no matter how grand the city wall is, what's the use? After all, it's just a dead thing. If it were a city wall composed of Kalunkaya's giant god structure, she might still be a little wary. Is this a city wall... All she needs to do is send out a Hydra. Just push it flat.

She took out the snake-head staff and pointed it in the air.

"Buzz——"

The head of the staff shot out a purple light that shot straight into the sky, and finally a purple, illusory eye appeared in the sky.

At the same time, Margarella's eyes also lit up.

She saw it.

Looking down from the sky.

The distribution of military power on the walls of the Black Nest Empire is clearly visible.