The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 443: Withdraw from the battle
"This is such chaos..."

In the sky, Assanil was riding on the saddle of his Star Dragon, Death Fang. Looking at the dark elves below that surrounded the high elves like a wave, he couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile on his face.

Just as he expected, without the help of the dragon, this war would turn into a massacre!

But what does this have to do with him? If Tyrion could honestly bow to him and ask for help from the Kingdom of Caledor, how could this battle turn into the corruption it is now?
"Dragon princes, use dragon flames to divide the enemy, and let our fellow tribesmen who cannot fly in the sky see the power of the dragon!"

"The glory of the dragon tamer!"

As Caledor's order was conveyed to the Star Dragon at his crotch, Death Fang's cold dragon eyes immediately flashed with a frightening green light, and then opened its bloody mouth full of fangs and pointed downwards.

hold head high--

The dark green poisonous breath instantly covered a large area of ​​dark elves in formation. The poisonous mist was enough to melt the armor and directly took away the lives of hundreds of elves. Even the skin of a war hydra began to dissolve and fester. !
The other dragon princes are not to be outdone. Although the wisdom of these silver moon dragons is no different from that of ordinary elves, under their control, dragon flames can often exert more terrifying effects:

"Be careful, avoid those poisonous fogs!"

"Don't just dodge, fight back quickly, you damn idiots, fight back!"

"Where is our black dragon, and why haven't we taken off to stop those damn dragons?!"

……

As more than a dozen dragon breaths fell from the sky, howls and curses instantly spread throughout the dark elves' camp, and several gaps quickly appeared in the shield wall that was originally responsible for surrounding the high elves.

What, the fear lords want them to carry the dragon flames with their bodies?

They don't even have rune weapons and armors, which is really something I can't do!
After all, the power of every adult dragon is comparable to that of the Chaos Demon. Even His Majesty the Witch King must be cautious when facing such an enemy, let alone low-level soldiers like them?

"What a good opportunity. Let all the infantry evacuate along the breach to the outside world immediately. The remaining mages and silver-helmeted knights will join me in the rear!"

Facing this escape path created by the dragon's breath, Tyrion, no matter how dissatisfied he was with Assanil, would not let go of this golden opportunity at this moment, so he decisively ordered a retreat.

Although this successful night attack caused considerable damage to the Dark Elf's baggage and soldiers, it was far from the time for a decisive battle.

As the breakout order was issued, the high elf soldiers who were still fighting fiercely with the dark elves immediately began to retreat and began to return to Tal Fennu Castle in the original direction.

At this moment, the dark elves no longer care about chasing the retreating high-elf army. After all, the threat of the giant dragon in the sky is the most important thing now:
"The cannon isn't ready yet, why hasn't it fired yet?"

"No, Your Excellency, the night is too dark now, and the flight path and speed of the dragon in the sky are too fast. We can't take aim at all!"

Facing Julian's question, the gunners who were busy taking aim at the moment were unable to express their sufferings and could only tell their difficulties helplessly.

Since most of the artillery pieces provided by Rohan to the Western Expeditionary Army were retired artillery pieces without rifling, the elevation angle of these heavy artillery pieces could not be used for air defense, not to mention the need to predict the location of the Dragon Prince in advance, which was extremely difficult. !

Julian, who had served as a spy, was naturally not an unreasonable elf. He naturally knew the flaws of these artillery pieces, so he gritted his teeth and asked again:
"If I can make those damn four-legged reptiles in the sky land on the ground, can you guarantee the accuracy of the artillery fire?"

"Please believe in our artillery skills, Your Excellency, as long as those dragons can live within 500 meters of us, then our cannons can penetrate their dragon scales with iron shells!"

"...Okay! I will find a way to lure those dragons to the ground, but if your cannonballs cannot hit those dragon princes, then I will sacrifice your soul to Slaanesh!"

After hearing the gunner's confident introduction, Julian finally chose to believe the other party. Then he patted his horse and found the animal trainer who was directing the war hydra to hide not far away and ordered:
"Send all the manticores and harpies out to attract the attention of the giant dragons, and lure those dragons to the ground at all costs. This is an order!"

"But our loss..."

"His Majesty the Witch King will repay your losses, provided you can find a way to lure those lizards with four claws and wings from the sky to the ground."

"But it's impossible for a manticore to fight a giant dragon. A harpy isn't even qualified to appear in front of a giant dragon. This kind of behavior is basically irreversible...you have to pay extra!"

"Double compensation! You just need to attract those dragons to the ground, even if there is only one!"

"make a deal!"

As soon as he said this, this talented and courageous animal trainer decisively jumped on the back of a tamed manticore next to him, and then flew towards the sky without hesitation, leaving Julian stunned in surprise. In place.

This is really... a matter of money rather than life!
Roar--

The manticore quickly passed through the clouds and reached the sky where the dragons were fighting. Under the light of the auspicious and evil moons, the trainer quickly found the dragons fighting in the distance:

"Although with my skills, I should be able to escape from the pursuit of several Silver Moon Dragons, but since I only need one... then pick the biggest one!"

There was a strange light in the trainer's eyes. At this moment, he was like a college student who was about to face the graduation exam, striving to keep every job under the minimum standard of passing grade.

Although the larger adult dragon has overwhelming power and terrifying breath, for the manticore, which is already fragile, it can be killed in one blow anyway, so the strength is not that important.

Thinking of this, the trainer's eyes looked at the Star Dragon Death Fang in the distance, which was suppressing several black dragons by himself!

"The decision is yours. Although you may need to take some risks on this trip, the benefits you want to get should be much higher, right?"

The manticore under the trainer's crotch began to flap its wings continuously. In his opinion, the larger adult Yao Xing Dragon would be slightly inferior to the smaller Silver Moon Dragon in terms of flexibility, and it would be relatively easy to dodge. .

At least... that's what it seems.Roar? !

The manticore swung its tail uneasily. Although the trainer on his back was constantly maneuvering him to fly towards the giant dragon in the distance, the power of the dragon rushing toward him still made it feel instinctively crazy.

After all, although its body has been distorted by Chaos, the Manticore is ultimately just a chaotic creature that combines the characteristics of several beasts, and it still has the instinct to survive.

Taking the initiative to provoke a Glory Star Dragon is no less than dancing on one's own grave!

"Don't be nervous, good boy, maybe we can find a way to attract that monster's attention."

The trainer gently soothed the manticore's shiny fur. If he didn't know that the collar exuding strange runes was tightening continuously, making the beast feel fear from the heart to overcome its beastly desires, I'm afraid it would have gone crazy on the spot. Escape to the sky.

slam-la-

After a period of adjustment, the ending poem quickly brought him to a downwind position, and the animal trainer took out a repeating hand crossbow from his waist and pointed it at Assanil on the dragon saddle in the distance. .

Bang bang bang!
Accompanied by the continuous firing sound of the crossbow strings, several sharp steel crossbow arrows were shot out from the trainer's crossbow, piercing Assanir in the distance fiercely!
The trainer, on the other hand, did not hesitate to ride the manticore and turn around and run away, using the speed of the downwind to quickly fly in the direction pointed by Julian below.

He was not at all curious about whether his hand crossbow could kill a dragon prince, because if he was really lucky enough to do this, then this behavior would undoubtedly attract the attention of Tzeentch.

Hey~
Sure enough, because the wind and waves in the sky were so fierce, all the arrows fired by the animal trainer were blown to pieces by the wind without any accident, and the only crossbow arrow that luckily hit Assanil was easily deflected.

However, although this behavior did not cause much harm to the Dragon Prince, it still made the other party feel extremely humiliated:

"What dares to attack me?!"

Looking at the white scratch left on his shoulder armor, Assanil couldn't help being slightly stunned, but then he looked angrily at the fleeing manticore in the distance.

Wait, manticore? !
"A mere manticore actually dares to attack the supreme Dragon Prince. Who gave you the courage to challenge Caledor's proud Sky Knight?"

The dragon prince's anger immediately spread to the entire Star Dragon under his crotch, and the dark green poisonous mist instantly swept away all the creatures in the clouds. However, the manticore had already landed in the clouds with the favorable wind.

It’s not that easy to run away after offending the Dragon Prince!
At this moment, Caledor's arrogance finally outweighed his responsibility for commanding the battle in the sky. He left behind the Silver Moon Dragon Princes who were still fighting with the black dragons, and then flew below the clouds.

It's just a manticore, it doesn't take much time to deal with him!
However, unexpectedly, the dragon princes from the Kingdom of Caledor stopped fighting with the black dragons after noticing the departure of the Shining Star Dragon. Instead, they followed each other and flew towards the ground:

"Assanil, Tyrion and the others should have safely evacuated the battlefield by now. Maybe we can consider retreating after landing on the ground and launching a round of dragon breath?"

"Yes, the Witch King stole too many dragon eggs back then. These black dragons that were spawned are like reptiles that cannot be killed."

"And that guy Malekith doesn't seem to be in the military camp now. Maybe we can consider launching a larger-scale attack and then mock that guy Tyrion at the meeting!"

After hearing the suggestions from his companions, Assanil, who was preparing to evacuate after completing the cover mission, was also a little frightened, especially the last suggestion that really touched his heart.

You must know that high elves have always looked at people through their nostrils, and the elves in Caledor have always looked at other high elves through their nostrils!
The reason why he had been opposed to launching an attack some time ago was not only because the gap in strength between the two sides was too great, but also because he couldn't stand Tyrion's arrogant face.

Huh~
He was just an elf prince with a trace of Aenarion's blood flowing in his body. He actually dared to look down on the powerful dragon prince. He was really a rebel against Tiangang.

Now Tyrion needs to rely on his cover to retreat from the battlefield. If he can cause more damage to the dark elves after Tyrion leaves, wouldn't it be more honorable than him?

"Hahahaha, if that's the case, then let's go meet those dark elves and let them feel the taste of dragon flames!"

When he thought that he would soon be able to control the dragon and raze all the dark elf camps to the ground, and that after returning to Tal Fennu, he could use it to ridicule and impeach Tyrion unscrupulously, Assanil couldn't help but feel sad. It was great for a while.

Just thinking about Tyrion's aggrieved face under his teasing made him feel so high!
Roar--

As the Shining Star Dragon began to change direction and return to the dark elf camp, a dozen Silver Moon Dragons following Assanil also began to change direction and descended from the clouds, flying towards the brightly lit camp.

And the one at the front of this team was the animal trainer who was desperately trying to escape!

"Kane on top! Didn't I just shoot a few arrows, why are they all rushing over now?"

At this moment, the trainer sitting on the back of the manticore was sweating and slapping the manticore on his crotch. At the same time, he turned to look at the giant dragons with a size of more than [-] meters behind him rushing towards him, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

What kind of devilish joke is this? The total length of his manticore is only five meters, but now it is hanging a Glory Star Dragon and a large piece of Silver Moon Dragon. This is really an unprecedented 'glory'!

Feeling the heat wave coming from behind, the trainer hurriedly drove the manticore to avoid the dragon's breath that flew over his scalp, and then yelled:
"It's so hard to earn this money... Maybe I should ask Julian to make more money after I go back!"

If he had begun to curse in his heart at this moment, then Yulian, who was looking at the sky on the ground, also began to curse in his heart:

"That bastard! How did he lure all these dragons down at once?!"

You must know that they only have a dozen cannons on hand. Maybe they can effectively damage the opponent when launching a volley at a fallen Silver Moon Dragon, but if it is divided equally between each one...

Not tickling enough!

Seeing the overwhelming dragon in the sky diving towards the camp, Julian couldn't help but loudly asked the gunner next to him:
"How is it, are you sure?"

(End of this chapter)