Under the orange royal flag, a woman in bright silver armor was looking at the map in her hand, her face was as cold as frost, making her facial features, which should have been so beautiful that they were incomprehensibly beautiful, with a sharp killing intent.

"Your Highness!" An officer walked up to the woman with his sword, bowed his head slightly, and reported, "The second village...... There is no live mouth. It was the dragon knight of the Holy Demon Empire who did it, and someone nearby saw the dragon flying by. ”

"The group of dragon knights went all the way east...... This is what it looks like to go to Iran Hill. The woman spoke, and her voice was very good, as bright as the singing of a yellow warbler. But there was anger in his voice, and as soon as he heard it, he knew that the owner of the voice was in a bad mood now.

"These two villages...... The record reads...... Each one has about 200 villagers. That is, these dragon knights ate about 400 people. The officer's face was also very gray, and he spoke.

After a pause, he continued to report on the damage to the village: "It is basically impossible to rebuild, and maybe there are people who are not in the village who will survive, but ...... It's also miserable. ”

"We must avenge this revenge!" The woman who was called His Royal Highness by the soldiers swore coldly: "As long as I live, I must take revenge on this!" Certain! ”

"We have seen the strength of the Holy Demon Empire, at least 70 dragon knights are acting together, this power is not something we can compete with, Your Highness! Please be cautious, the Kingdom of Higgs cannot afford to withstand the retaliation of the Holy Demon Empire. The officer cautiously reminded his master.

The woman suddenly turned sideways, and the silver armor on her body collided with each other with a rattling sound. She looked at her subordinates, and her voice suddenly raised: "Then what can I do?" Look at my subjects, those who love me are eaten by a pack of wild beasts, but pretend not to see it? ”

"Since I am wearing this armor, then I will fight for my people!" She glared at the officer, her bright red lips pursed together, and she salivated over her beauty. Even though she was wearing armor and even had a heroic aura, she still seemed so out of place on the battlefield.

She pressed the sword at her waist that looked a little old, proudly held her chin high, and asked firmly, word by word, "Who do you think I am?" I'm the daughter of King Higgs, and I'm Princess Cape Luna! ”

"Yes! Your Highness the Princess! The officer nodded slightly, giving up his intention to continue persuasion, and spoke. Some women are willful just because they are naturally willful, but some women are willful because they have the capital to be willful.

Capeme Luna is a capricious woman with capital. She was a little younger than Chris, but she was already one of the best swordsmanship experts in the Higgs Kingdom. If she had a long sword, two or three men might not be able to get close to her, and she was also a very powerful cavalry commander.

The Kingdom of Higgs has long spread the magical legend that Her Royal Highness the princess does not let her shave her eyebrows, and His Majesty the King is also happy to let his daughter roam outside. He has no children under his knees, and the Higgs Kingdom will usher in the era of Her Majesty the Queen in his hundred years, so the princess in front of him has another identity as the crown prince of the Higgs Kingdom.

"To the east! There must still be destroyed villages! Gather the cavalry around you along the way! As she spoke, she put the silver helmet she was holding over her head, blocking the unpowdered but still beautiful face.

Behind her, a soldier took a horse and handed the reins to her armoured hand. She flipped onto her horse with great skill, and her pair of slender thighs tucked between the sides of the horse's belly fascinated the sturdy guards behind her.

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"Uh......h Woo ...... "On this sunny afternoon, the hand-cranked air raid sirens in Seris City began to sound wildly, and there was a sharp sound in the sky, and all the citizens looked up at the sky nervously.

On the horizon, the dragon knights of the Holy Demon Empire appeared so suddenly, and the beacon tower and observation station along the way were useless. These dragon knights are too fast, and they are indeed the ultimate class of sneak attacks.

Dressed in a bright yellow military uniform, Chris pushed open the gates of the castle headquarters surrounded by guards. Walter, who is temporarily in charge of the city's defense, is mobilizing all the city's defenses.

"All anti-aircraft artillery units are in place! Let the anti-aircraft artillery armored train start patrolling! Pay attention to the direction of the sun, which may be the direction of the enemy's attack! "He looked nervous as he carefully arranged the work of each unit in front of a map.

"Don't be nervous! Walter! Our anti-aircraft artillery is three or even five times more dense than other cities, and if we lose in this way, it proves that we are not qualified to change the world! Chris smiled and comforted his men, then stood by the window and watched the dragons approach.

The last time he saw a living dragon, he was looking at it from afar. Although he had even touched the dragon's corpse, he had never seen a living dragon up close.

Now, he had the opportunity to see these monsters soaring through the sky up close. The monsters roared, and from such a distance, they could hear the palpitating howl.

The anti-aircraft sirens were still reverberating tirelessly, and in the sound of the sirens, one after another anti-aircraft guns raised their slender barrels. These cannons were ready to meet the enemy, and on the city walls, countless anti-aircraft artillery units in red uniforms were running nervously.

"Whew!" A piece of canvas was ripped open by a soldier with a steel helmet, revealing a brand-new Maxim heavy machine gun. The water pipe had already been connected, and the machine gun, operated by a few soldiers, was quickly pointed at the sky, aimed in the direction of the dragon's attack.

"Click!" The co-shooter, who had the chain attached, fastened the cover on the body of the machine gun, and then gave the shooter a thumbs up. The shooter pulls the bolt to complete the last step before firing.

Underneath these anti-aircraft turrets, on top of two railroad tracks that stretched into the distance, a heavy train slowly stopped. Behind the front of the car, three anti-aircraft guns raised their barrels and, under the protection of the two machine guns in the front and rear, pointed at the dragon in the distance.

All the noise fell silent, and an anti-aircraft gun commander put his hand on the steel helmet above his head. He squinted his eyes, letting the sweat run down his cheeks and onto his chin with the straps of his helmet, and he waited intently, waiting for the enemy to come within range of the artillery.

Riding on his dragon's back, Deedric couldn't help frowning when he saw the city beneath his feet. He had never seen a city like this, dirty and disgusting. Everything here seems to clash with magic, and there's a disgusting smell everywhere.

The chimneys were filled with black smoke, and there was a disgusting smell of burning in the air. If he closed his eyes, Didric even felt that the ground beneath his feet had been burned by the dragons of hell.

Black smoke obscured the sky and even obscured some of the view from the sky. There were few trees around the city, and the huge coal yard was stacked with black lumps of coal like mountains.

Everything here seems to be filthy, with black ashes everywhere. The hue of the whole city is black, and even the royal flags hanging everywhere on the buildings are irritating black......

Sitting on the back of a dragon, Deedric didn't have the word industrial pollution in his mind, but he instinctively hated everything in front of him. Even the slightest detail of this city is contrary to magic.

Order and the coldness of steel are the melody of Ceris City. The music here is all made of huge metals, and everyone here lives in a kind of beautiful fantasy called production.

Just by looking at it, Diderick felt that the city in front of him was a "heretical cult" that had to be destroyed no matter what! Nothing here should exist, everything here should be wiped clean! Not at all!

Driven by this thought, Ditrick made up his mind to settle everything here. He tugged at the dragon's reins and was the first to charge at the evil city.

One dragon knight after another swooped down, following their Grand Knight Commander to the right and left. Ildo didn't follow the dragon knights. He still maintained his height, and with wary eyes, he looked at the towers around the city, as well as the two strange circles of "giant necklaces" near the towers.

He hadn't seen any of these strange things in Marichak, just the familiar walls, and the damn burst of weapons on them, had caused him endless trouble. His troops were nearly wiped out in Maricha, so he didn't join the attack on Seris in the first place.

Just a momentary hesitation, those dangerous-looking five-pointed star-shaped towers erupted countless tongues of fire. Unlike Maricha, there is a kind of ammunition that can see the trajectory, creating a dense barrier in the sky.

Because of the ammunition that could see the trajectory, Ildo felt the horror of the rain of bullets for the first time. The dense yellow light made up a large net that made every dragon knight who walked through it embarrassed.

In the next second, such a network of fire suddenly doubled in intensity, and in the lower air, heavy machine guns also joined the killing, and those dense beams of light split the dragon, forming an impenetrable line of defense.

Looking down at the ground, the black, cold, dirty city seemed to suddenly come to life, and the originally quiet sky became noisy. Everywhere there was the sound of bullets breaking through the wind, and everywhere there were traces left by tracer bullets cutting through the sky. The air raid siren, mixed with the sound of the dragon's roar, sounded the prelude to the battle of Seris.