As the elven rangers with the best eyesight, the griffons of Wenresa and Farsted are also the first to fly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Duke, who was less than 20 meters behind Wenresa's side, glanced at the other griffin knights and saw that the other dwarves had spotted the two dragons as well.

Without even a horn, the dwarven knights immediately adjusted their formation and dispersed, two six-mounted griffon squads on the left and on the right moving forward quickly, overtaking the other griffons in the central ranks.

The dwarves, following their established strategy, began to cover the important guests of Duke.

In the distance, the two dragons moved in a strategic manner. For some reason, these two aerial movements reminded Duke of the two-plane formations commonly used in pre-modern air combat.

The larger one flew to a higher position and flew away from its companions.

Duke immediately realized what the beast was trying to do.

Even if you don't want to admit it, you have to admit that there is a limit to the confrontation between griffons and dragons. The griffin can also use tactics and strategies to counteract the red dragon's racial advantage against the red dragon at the level of the baby dragon. Once the Red Dragon rises to the rank of Young Dragon, except for the King of Griffons of Kudran, there is hardly any griffon that can keep up with the movements of the Young Dragon.

It's like the Griffin was a propeller biplane during World War I, and if you deal with a more advanced propeller monoplane, you may barely be able to fight a war, but against a fifth-generation jet aircraft, it's a good idea.

The dragon climbed not because it was afraid of the griffin.

On the contrary, because the dragon is too fast, it may not hit if you hedge.

But if the dragon occupies the sky, it's a different story. Diving down from a high altitude, the slower side, no matter what it does, will not be able to dodge a higher speed dive attack.

The dragon uses the sky as an urn, puts the griffon and the passengers in the middle, and then catches turtles in an urn.

"These two are experienced riders!" Falsted exclaimed, "The climb is especially good! it's going to be a glorious battle!"

Glorious big ghost, what about putting down the passengers first?

At this moment, Wen Ressa's heart was to strangle Falsted. Damn the dwarven knights, once the blood is rising, then there is nothing to worry about.

In human goss, dwarves are made from rocks.

This legend is of course unfounded, but it can also describe the stubbornness of the dwarves. The thing he made up his mind was that he ate the scales and refused to change it.

There was less than twenty breaths left before she could enter the battle mode, and Wen Resa was already so anxious that she scolded.

Well, except for Lilath, who is paralyzed and cold, the three Windranger sisters all have good voices. Even if Wen Leisha is scolding now, there is a feeling that the yellow warbler is singing. Falsted ignored all of them, and actually carried the guests to charge.

At this moment, Farsted suddenly heard the sound of his own horn, twenty meters away.

"Woo!

One short, one long, one short.

Isn't this the sound of the squadron leader's order to retreat?

"Woo-woo-woo-"

Three long.

This is an order for all to withdraw together and give priority to covering important 'cargo'.

The strong winds brought by flying at high speed make people's shouts almost inaudible. Only the sound of the horn is slightly clearer. The darkness of the night also made it difficult for the other griffon knights to see Farsted's movements. The high level of discipline of the dwarven knights allows them to choose to obey orders unconditionally.

Farsted blew his beard and glared, and he realized that it was Wen Resa who touched his horn and gave the command without authorization, and the order was all right!

"Hey, hey!" Wen Resa triumphantly raised her horn in one hand: "Fortunately, Duke gave me a bag before leaving, so that I could open it when you didn't listen to the command - pass the order of Duke Marcus, the deputy commander of the Alliance, order you Farsted Dragon Catcher to drop the griffin immediately, otherwise he will let His Excellency Kudran Brute Hammer forbid you to go to heaven forever." ”

Farsted is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he is afraid that he will not be allowed to fly again. The Hammer Knight, who soars in the sky, is most afraid of not dying in the sky, but helplessly dying in a hospital bed. This time, Duke really caught his death hole.

Falstead knew that the situation was unfavorable, and he had no choice but to give up his plan to fight the dragon.

"Hell, if we are swept down by a dragon like this, we may have half of us killed!

"I don't care!Execute the order!" Wen Resa also knew to some extent that choosing to retreat in this situation would only give the dragon a chance to break through. But something is like that, after going through the trials of life and death, a feeling that has never been felt before in Wen Leisha's heart - that is, unconditional trust in Duke.

The fear of wandering in front of the gates of purgatory, the joy of near-death, the feeling of peace and warmth, had long been deeply imprinted into the depths of Wen Resa's soul.

She believes she will never forget this complicated feeling for the rest of her life.

It doesn't matter if others believe it or not, I believe it anyway.

As a result, the squadron of dwarven griffins, which never lost half a point, actually ran away.

This was beyond the dragon's expectations, and it also made the two red dragons happy.

Because they have given up high speed and speed, what is the difference between these griffons and the chickens that are powerless to struggle in the eyes of humans?

Suddenly breaking through the dense clouds, the overlord of the sky, the dragon, with unparalleled domineering, proudly descended to the sky.

It's close!

It's closer!

In less than thirty breaths, these pesky broken birds with small claws can be torn into flesh and blood, and scattered in the air.

Very suddenly, the two dragons felt dazzled.

What's wrong with the griffins?

Immediately, the dragon realized that this was not an illusion. The griffons swayed a few times, and suddenly there was a large number of griffins. Not a dozen, but more than a hundred.

Not only the dragons, but also the griffons themselves were startled by the extra 'companions' and let out a shrill cry, and the knights soothed their mounts with a little headache.

The dragon was stunned, and the younger dragon attacked first.

It swooped down, clawing at a griffon like lightning. Who knows, instead of the texture of the flesh and blood on the griffin, it exploded.

"Bang!" the explosion didn't do any harm, but it scared the dragon.

Well, that's the classic 'the other person doesn't want to talk to you and throws a self-destructing griffin at you'.

Unexpectedly, one was blown up, and more griffons flew out in front of me.

The older, more experienced, and more powerful dragon realized that this was an illusion, and it tried to judge the griffon's authenticity from the sound of the wind breaking as it flew.

It failed!

It was shocked to find that more than a hundred griffons had made a special noise. The air wave that breaks through the high-speed flight cannot be faked at all. (To be continued.) )