Black Dragon Kingdom

Hundreds of miles away from the border area of ​​the dark swamp, a mighty human army is striding forward along the river.

At a glance, there are hundreds of thousands of people wearing iron armor, and millions of people wearing leather armor. The boats filled with food covering the sky almost cover the entire river.

Iron armor, crossbows, swords, and violence are their most prominent symbols.

In the place where the march was sweeping, all intelligent races other than humans were wiped out, and even the humans that existed here were mostly reduced to slavery and rewarded to brave warriors.

"Drink! Cheers!"

On the largest ship, seventeen kings and hundreds of nobles gathered together to celebrate each other.

They wear armor that can brighten the blind, all of them are tall men over 1.8 meters tall, with wide-handled swords around their waists, and big axes, hammers or maces on their backs. Even if they are enjoying themselves, they never let go of themselves. weapons.

They were full of beards, and poured a large cup of sweet wine into their mouths vigorously.

"Hahaha!"

"Those dark races are really a bunch of waste. The army of nearly ten million was defeated by us in less than a few years. It's really not fun!"

"It seems that we are still too conservative. After returning to China this time, we must make persistent efforts to wipe out those frost giants and turn all their territories into ours."

"Do you think so?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

On the king's round table on the high platform, Nikolai Basov, the only imperial king of the Northland, slapped the clean wine glass on the table, and he was extremely excited with his bearded face.

"That's right! It's really too conservative!"

"Those frost giants are not much stronger than these dark creatures. They eat a lot of thieves. Without logistics, we should press the whole army and drag them to death."

"If they dare to fight decisively and stop sneaking, I will use my big ax to chop off their heads as my spoils of war."

The kings of the other sixteen countries shouted and shouted, and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

"Drink! Drink! Keep drinking!"

"If you don't drink up the 100 barrels of wine on this ship today, none of you will leave."

"Hahahahaha!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of wine glasses clinking together was endless.

grunt! grunt! grunt! grunt!

"Cool!"

Cups and shadows intertwined, hot beauties with beautiful snake waists, wearing cool clothes, presented the dance that most seduced men's desires.

The applause continued endlessly.

From time to time, there is interest from a drunken nobleman, pulling out a big sword or taking out his own big axe, having a fight with a guy at the next table, and then in the victory, hugging a beautiful woman and laughing .

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, I have an urgent military situation to report to His Majesty, get out of the way."

The door was slammed open, and a nobleman walked into the wine hall anxiously against the cold wind.

Pushing away the drunks one by one, pushing forward desperately.

"Carlisle, didn't you take the Griffon Legion to find trouble with those dark races, why did you come back?"

"Come on, have a drink!"

A burly man with hair on his face and arms thicker than the waist of ordinary people hugged Carlisle who was pushing forward in a dazed way, and thrust his wine glass into Carlisle's mouth.

Breaking free from the hug of his bear-like brother, Carlisle continued to push forward.

Finally, after going through untold hardships and squeezing away one strong man after another who was stronger than a bear, Carlisle finally came to the wine table of the kings of all countries.

"Your Majesty, the giant dragon brought tens of thousands of dark creatures to kill it."

"We must prepare as soon as possible!"

The kings of the seventeen wild countries in the north were stunned. What did they hear?

A giant dragon brought tens of thousands of dark creatures to kill it.

Suddenly awakened from the drunkenness, Nikolai Basov slapped the countless drinks and food off the table with a slap.

Reveal the map before the kings of the North.

That's right, before they were eating and drinking with a map.

"Carlisle, are you sure you read it right?"

Nikolai Basov carefully studied the map with his broad head, and said a little puzzled.

Because of the ice and snow in their northern land, half of the year is winter, resources are scarce, food is scarce, and there are almost no other specialties except steel and fur.

Therefore, the number of dark creatures coming towards them was the least at the beginning. After several waves of raids, almost all of those dark creatures were killed.

Even if they were not killed, most of them starved to death.

The dark race is densely packed and has no logistics. In order to survive, they ate up the grass, bark, forest, leaves and even some edible soil.

Thousands of dark creatures jumped out again, where did they get food?

When Ace squatted on the floating platform, the land in the distance was almost emptied, and there was no bark left, which shows how crazy the hungry dark creatures are.

Under such circumstances, if any dark creatures come out of the dark swamp again, and they can't walk halfway, the other party should all starve to death, and it is simply not their turn to do it.

"Your Majesty, when my Griffin Legion was chasing and killing the dark creatures, I saw a black line in the sky from a distance, coming towards us along the river."

"There are more dense creatures than the dark creatures that came to our northern border before."

"From far away, I can still feel the special power of the dragon when we fought the decisive battle with the dragon."

Carlisle said with an incomparably dignified expression.

A dark army led by a dragon and a dark army without a dragon are two different things.

Relying on the terrifying impression left in the genes of dark creatures for hundreds of thousands of years, the giant dragon can barely twist them into a rope, greatly reducing the internal friction of the united dark races, and making them afraid to do things that are stumbling blocks .

With less internal friction, the combat power will naturally increase, which is much stronger than usual, but it is not very easy to deal with.

After all, the number of the other party is really too much, and they are also extremely capable of giving birth. This year, hundreds of thousands were killed, and the other party will give birth to another million in a year or two.

"Tell me what we should do?"

After listening to the information brought by his younger brother, Nikolai Basov said to the kings of the other sixteen countries with a cruel smile on his face.

"Is there anything else to think about?"

"Kill the past, a bunch of trash that we have defeated countless times, I can lift their ashes with one hand."

A king slapped the table, full of killing intent.

"It just so happens that I still lack a set of dragon armor. If a dragon comes, it will save me from going overseas to kill dragons."