Even though autumn had arrived, the vast grassland still showed no signs of wilting, which was why this fertile land could nourish so many races.
Ellie and Carlit lay prostrate on top of a low hill on the grassland, flattening the lush wild grass and thorns.
Around them were quiet, docile Wyverns, and the Wyvern Knights sat silently beside their mounts, wiping the blades of their long knives while replenishing food and water.
On the continuous hills next to the low hill, several tall outposts stood at the peaks, and many Kobold sentries were observing the movements around the grassland from the outposts.
The morning sun pierced through the dense clouds, casting beams and spots of light on the lakes and waters of the grassland, making them look like mirrors embedded in the earth.
The grassland in autumn was relatively dry, so there was always a lot of fine dust dancing in the light beams, but Blue Dragon liked this drier environment, which made their scales even more dazzling.
Compared to the beautiful scales of Carlit, Ellie, the Green Dragon's scales appeared somewhat duller at this time; even though the True Dragon had never treated her harshly, the Green Dragon's body was becoming thinner day by day.
It was unknown if Ellie herself had noticed this change, but at least at this moment, the Green Dragon had no worries about her physical condition.
The Green Dragon used the hooked claws on her wings to pick out the blood-stained and meat-laced fangs; the Dragon Clan Territory's prosperity far exceeded this wild True Dragon's imagination, with food on the grassland for her to eat her fill, and no worries about threats from other creatures.
This was a sense of satisfaction and security she had never experienced during her past wandering life.
"Burp," Ellie let out a satisfied burp, turned her head, and said to the Blue Dragon, who was also cleaning up after eating, "Carlit, why don't we give up on direct combat with the Orc Army and instead go to their lair, burn it down, and plunder their wealth? With their able-bodied men all out, their lair surely won't be able to withstand the punishment of a True Dragon!"
In the past few days, Carlit and Ellie had led a Wyvern Legion of over a hundred Wyverns to scout the Orc tribes that had been incited and allied by the Orc Kingdom, and every night, when the Orc tribal alliance set up camp, they would harass and raid them.
They burned down the Orc alliance's tents and food, drove away the horses and sheep gathered by the Orc alliance as backup food and tools, and killed careless Orc sentries and warriors.
Despite no direct combat, the Wyvern legion still lost about ten Wyverns.
The Orcs on the grassland did not have the ability to mass-produce ironware or craft fine arrows, but they had obtained some supplies through trade with the Orc Kingdom, exchanging furs and cattle for weapons, and then these furs and cattle were resold to the Dragon Clans Territory.
Moreover, the Great Orc Chieftain of the Orc tribal alliance was a formidable warrior; Kleinaya, who was already in a deep slumber, used to enjoy flying into Orc tribes to seek out powerful warriors for challenges.
But even with Klenaya's personality, she had never challenged the Great Orc Chieftain Dettan. Although Great Orc Chieftain Dettan was somewhat wary of the True Dragon's power, if the young Red Dragon rashly challenged this chieftain's authority, he might even be directly killed.
Carlit stopped her movements upon hearing this, her long neck twisted, and her delicate head turned towards Ellie, gazing at the Green Dragon's pale green pupils, through which, behind the vertical pupils, on the green iris, the Green Dragon's desire to bewitch was clearly visible.
The Green Dragon species always thought about bewitching others, making them act according to their ideas, which was also why other True Dragon s particularly rejected them.
"This is a plan set by Chiron; we need to defeat those Orcs whose morale has been affected here; we cannot abandon our army,"
Carlit said calmly, her gaze flickering with disdain for the Green Dragon; the self-proclaimed clever but short-sighted Green Dragon completely misunderstood the priorities, just like ordinary True Dragon s acting according to their own preferences.
But she did not want her mission to be hindered; she urgently needed some merit to prove her ability and value, so the Blue Dragon endured her inner irritation and explained to the Green Dragon.
"Not far behind us are the True Dragon's salt fields and mines, and closer to the mountains are the True Dragon's pastures and beast parks; these are crucial supplies for the Dragon Clan Territory to wage long-term wars and cannot be occupied by those Orcs,"
The small and long horns on Carlit's nostrils appeared particularly delicate; her head was more lustrous than the Green Dragon's, and its lines were softer and more graceful.
"The Orc Kingdom's army already exceeds one hundred thousand, and the Murlocs in the deep sea are even more numerous than the Orcs; this war will not be short, so the supplies from the grassland are crucial for the territory,"
Carlit's Blue Dragon claw slapped the mud beneath her, venting her inner irritation, lest her Dragon claw Can't help it press on the Green Dragon's head.
"But we are True Dragons, how can we obey the orders of that Centaur? We should be in charge; that Centaur doesn't even show us any real respect,"
The Green Dragon bared her fangs in dissatisfaction, the image of the terrifying Centaur cavalrycommander appearing in her mind: a body covered in heavy scales like blood, steel-like muscles, a True Dragon -like tail, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and a profound aura.
The Green Dragon even suspected that the Centaur could easily twist her neck with steel arms as thick as a human thigh.
She felt an extremely deadly threat from the Centaur, and Centaur Chiron lacked true respect for this Green Dragon, so the Green Dragon held a grudge against him.
"Roar!" Carlit's vertical pupils flickered with tiny lightning, and she let out a low growl from her throat, also baring her clean, pale fangs, threatening and warning the Green Dragon.
"The alliance of evil True Dragons can coexist because every True Dragon must prove their ability to gain equal status with other members, Ellie; we are not even members of the alliance yet,"
Carlit raised her head and said coldly, "If you want to have a respected position, do your task well and don't have unnecessary ideas. If this causes the True Dragon's strategy to be affected,"
"When the slumbering Red Dragon awakens, he will twist off your head and hang it on the city wall as a decoration. Believe me, you won't want to see the Red Dragon, who usually appears generous and tolerant, in a rage."
Carlit was different from the Green Dragon; she had seen Kalon's desire to kill his own kind. Although she had not been among the True Dragons for many years, she understood the Red Dragon's true nature.
Before you provoke the Red Dragon's will, you have absolute power and freedom, but once you cross the Red Dragon's bottom line, he will let you know why the scales on his body are red.
The Green Dragon was not qualified to see the Red Dragon monarch, who mostly traveled between the Dragon Nest and Fortress, so her concept of the True Dragon's master was not so clear, but she was still scared by the Blue Dragon's solemn warning.
"Alright," the Green Dragon shook her head and looked at the distant horizon, where rows of black dots appeared, rapidly expanding into groups of Orc warriors.
The ground was slightly shaking from the trampling of the boundless Orc warriors, and countless Orcs ran behind thousands of cavalry, surging towards them, with dust rolling in the distance, like a smoke True Dragon sweeping in.
"Go, tell Centaur cavalry commander Chiron that the Orcs have indeed chosen to attack from this path through the hill fort. I will hold these Orcs here and let him proceed according to the plan, to defeat these Orcs here."
Carlit instructed the Wyvern Knight beside her, and after watching the knight mount the Wyvernand depart, she stood up from the low hill, looking down at the approaching Orc Army.
"All units, prepare to ascend! For the Kogmora Dragon Clan, bury the enemy completely here!"
"For the Kogmora Dragon Clan!" all the knights shouted loudly.
Whoosh, all the Wyverns spread their wings at this moment, restless and eager to ascend.
Rumble,
The Orc tribal alliance rolled across the grassland like a surging tide, flattening the wild grass and scattering the beasts.
The powerful Great Orc Chieftain Dettan was the strongest warrior among the Orc tribes, riding a strong, ferocious True Dragon beast, running at the forefront of the cavalry, he wanted to stand at the very front of his warriors, and not weakly let his warriors surround him.
The Orc personal guards beside him held high the simple but crude banners of the Orc alliance, galloping behind this powerful Orc chieftain.
"Great Chieftain, those hateful True Dragon's Wyverns finally dare to appear head-on! Let me take care of them and bring glory to the tribe!"
The orc warriors beside them roared loudly; these orcs, raised on the grasslands, were also excellent cavalry, capable of performing any maneuver flexibly on their mounts, let alone talking while running.
"No, we are not fighting for glory; glory paved with the blood and corpses of our kin has no meaning," the powerful Orc Chieftain's voice was deep, carrying an unquestionable authority.
"We are fighting for survival; only by expelling and killing these evil True Dragon s can we continue to survive and develop on this grassland, so as not to be forced to relocate to a more distant and colder place."
"It is precisely because of this that those orc tribes gather under my banner; if it were only for glory, they would not so easily submit to my power."
The Great Orc Chieftain Dettan's bronze skin was covered in scars, marks left by countless battles during his weaker days; in this land, survival was not obtained through the pity and charity of others, but by the weapons and blades in one's hands.
"Ignore these fellows; they only want to delay our advance. Our current objective is the True Dragon's mines and salt flats. We will sweep these places clean, then attack into the Dragon Clans Territory, rendezvous with those orcs, and achieve final victory!"
The orc personal guards no longer clung to the so-called glory, but merged into the torrent of the Orc Army, sweeping past the continuous low hills.
However, Carlit, with Ellie and the Wyvern Legion, was already soaring in the sky. They could not directly block the orc cavalry, so they cleverly chose to attack the Orc Army that was trailing behind the cavalry.
Carlit and the Green Dragon, leading the Wyvern Legion, flew over the Orc Army, intending to cut off the connection between the orc infantry and cavalry in the middle of the army.
The two True Dragons unleashed their magic at will, spewing lightning and poisonous mist, killing orc soldiers one by one. The Bang Bang carried by the Wyvern Knights had already been exhausted during previous harassment and incursions.
But they still had their short crossbows, firing arrows into the rawhide-clad bodies of the orcs until their quivers were empty.
Only then did they draw their long-handled crescent scimitars, and as they swept over the orcs' heads, they used the impact force from their speed to easily sever the orcs' heads.
The Wyvern's massive claws could even more easily tear through the orcs' bodies, pierce their skulls, and snatch orcs up before slamming them heavily onto the ground.
These orcs were also fearless; they all drew their bows, and the sound of Bang Bang was incessant. Even though the giant True Dragon s and Wyverns were moving at high speed, many arrows still managed to hit these large targets.
Even though most of the orc arrows were made only of beast bone, the Wyvern's defenses could not compare to a True Dragon's scales. Such fierce attacks caused Wyverns to fall from mid-air, plummeting into the Orc Army.
There were also personal guard warriors beside the other orc tribal chiefs, bravely swinging their weapons, carving open the Wyvern's leather armor, and breaking the Wyvern's sharp claws.
Bang, a Wyvern was struck by a precisely aimed arrow that pierced its vulnerable eye, deeply penetrating into its brain. The Wyvern fell from low altitude above the orcs with a mournful cry.
The Knight on its back rolled, and the crescent long blade in his hand cut out a shining arc of light, slicing apart two orcs who were charging at the front.
Looking at the surging orcs, the Knight gripped his long blade tightly and roared, "Come on, you bugs! My flesh may perish, but my soul will forever return to the Temple of Heroes !"
The blazing blade light at this moment outshone the sun in the sky, and the Knight charged into the crowd, with blood and flesh splattering.
Roar!
Carlit's abdomen was also struck by several arrows; some bronze arrowheads had barbs and sharp tips. Although not magically processed, they were extremely dangerous weapons, capable of harming the giant True Dragon's soft underbelly.
But the Blue Dragon was not roaring in anger over her wounds.
Seeing Wyverns falling one by one, and Knights dying in encirclement, while the rest of the Orc Army, under the command of various tribal chiefs, had already begun to cut off from this part of the battlefield and continued to advance into the heart of the Dragon Clans Territory, made her anxious.
"Follow me, Ellie!" Carlit roared loudly at the Green Dragon behind her, leading the Green Dragon and the remaining Wyvern Knights past the orcs, and charging towards the reassembled and departing Orc Army.
"Stop, orcs! If you dare to advance further, only death awaits you!"
The Blue Dragon spewed thick, branching lightning from her mouth, striking down from above the Orc Army, and then, along with the Green Dragon, crashed heavily into the Orc Army.
"Kill these two fools!" The orc warriors were enraged by the Blue Dragon, causing the surrounding orc warriors to besiege these two giant True Dragon s who did not know their place. Even the orc cavalry who had already galloped into the distance began to turn around and charge back towards them due to the audacious actions of these two True Dragons.
Countless orcs raised their weapons and surrounded the two giant True Dragon s, while archers in the distance aimed at the Wyverns flying back and forth above the two True Dragons' heads, drawing their bowstrings. A torrential rain of arrows whistled through the air.
"Roar!"
Facing the surging crowd, both giant True Dragon s opened their mouths, spewing scorching lightning and thick, foul-smelling venom in all directions. The intense electrical discharge, due to the overly dense targets, directly incinerated over a dozen orcs.
The venom also blinded the eyes of the surrounding orcs, caused their skin to fester, and left them wailing on the ground.
"Blessing of Life."
The orc spellcasters finally reacted, raising their staves. A layer of magical aura enveloped the bodies of the orc warriors, allowing them to resist the suppression of the True Dragons' True Dragon Might and defend against the giant True Dragon s' breath attacks.
And more orc warriors surged forward, holding wooden shields wrapped in layers of oxhide. These shields were extremely tough; even the direct strikes from these two adolescent giant True Dragon s could not immediately shatter them.
Many orcs also swung grappling hooks and chain nets in their hands. These grappling hooks all had sharp iron hooks, and the chain nets were embedded with barbs.
Although these orcs did not possess weapons as powerful as their compatriots that could threaten the lives of the True Dragons, they had their own methods.
By restricting the movement space of these flying creatures, they could quickly deal with them. And the prepared orcs brought out their methods.
In the next moment, countless grappling hooks and nets, like a net from heaven and earth, were cast towards the two giant True Dragons. The sharp barbs hooked into the gaps between the True Dragons' scales.
Even the True Dragons' tails and heads were snagged by the sharp barbs. Countless orcs began to shout loudly, pulling with all their might. The combined strength of these orcs was immense, actually restricting the two giant True Dragon s.
The Blue Dragon and Green Dragon struggled fiercely, breaking grappling hooks made of thick, long vines. Scales with dragon blood and grappling hooks continuously burst open, but more grappling hooks and chain nets fell, trapping the two True Dragons.
Countless wild grasses and vines grew wildly, striking at the surrounding orcs, and a dense poisonous mist permeated the air.
The blazing lightning had already transformed into an ocean of thunder and lightning. The Blue Dragon, heedless of the consequences, had entered the frenzy of battle, squeezing all her magic power to unleash thunder and lightning strikes, making the surrounding orcs hesitant to approach for a time.
Rumble, the earth trembled, and dust danced.
A rolling long column arrived from afar; it was the Centaur Legion led by Chiron and mixed heavy cavalry, bypassing the hills and arriving from the flank.
The Dragon clan's cavalry legion advanced faster and faster. The enormous earth-shaking impact startled every orc; they involuntarily looked over.
A thousand armored Centaur Legion members and eight hundred mixed heavy cavalry charged amidst rolling dust. Their gleaming blades cut through the air, bringing the gospel of death, intending to directly impact the Orc Army.
And thousands of Kobolds riding direwolves and beasts, along with the green-skinned army, clutching their short crossbows and firearms, howled as they dispersed to both sides, surrounding the Orc Army.
"Enemy attack!"
The orc warriors shouted loudly; they turned towards the direction of the attack, not daring to relax, because in this world, no race's cavalry could surpass the Centaur warriors!
The two True Dragons, seeing the arrival of friendly reinforcements, became even more furious. All their magic power was squeezed out and spewed forth, and the roars of the giant True Dragon s resounded through heaven and earth.
Boom!
In the next moment, the Centaur cavalry directly collided with the Orc Army, and heaven and earth shattered!