The Brave Master Is the Demon King

The sky was gray, and dark clouds like wolf smoke quickly filled the sky in the blowing of the strong wind. Under the dark clouds, a group of soldiers in yellow armor flocked to the city like ants. Soldiers stood on the high walls, and a great battle was about to break out.

"Your Majesty! George! The bandits of the Eagles have arrived! Please give instructions!"

"Booth that waste! A waste of my forty thousand soldiers, hum. Give my order! Send out the dragon army to wipe out the **** bandits for me!"

"Yes!!"

King Kingsley VII sat on the throne with an angry expression, but soon, he turned into a smile, quietly leaned back in the chair, and whispered: "Soon you will be mine, little beauty."

At this time, outside the city gate, flames and black smoke filled the entire plain, and a huge fireball on fire flew out of the royal city, crossed an arc, with a thick black smoke tail, and fell into the flat ground outside the moat, crashing. Explode.

Dozens of eagle regiment soldiers were instantly swallowed by the high temperature, and the armor on their bodies melted into molten iron, but they did not stop, like moths rushing toward the bonfire, continuously rushing forward.

Under the huge city wall, arrows, magic guns, molten iron poured from the city wall, and poisonous magic, they are like meat grinders, and a hill of corpses was piled up in front of the city gate in a short while.

The attack of the eagle group is the magic cannon looted from the empire. The wall magic cannot stop the eagle group soldiers who are also humans, but they can block the attack of the magic cannon. For thousands of years, human city wall magic has been very advanced. For monsters, every human city with city walls is difficult to conquer.

"Damn it! Charge for me! Get on the blasting team!"

At the end of the plain, where the Eagle Corps soldiers emerged, a strong black guy shouted. He was wearing the armor of an imperial general with a yellow helmet on his head and a yellow cloak behind his back.

This person is one of the main generals of the Eagle Group, George's subordinate, the Black Tiger who claims to be the Black Death God. At this time, he was competing with Beku, who was also a general, and wanted to be the first to capture the king's city and obtain a large number of fiefdoms.

At this moment, some strange birds flew out of the city suddenly.

Heihu squinted his eyes and stared for a while. He took the telescope, a magical instrument made of glass, which could clearly see the distance.

Through the small hole, he saw something that surprised him. It was a lizard with wings, wearing iron armor, and sitting on its back with two imperial soldiers.

"It's flying dragon! Damn! Where is the dragon hunting troop!"

The black tiger roared, but a sticky flame suddenly fell from the sky. Those flying dragons spit out flames like gastric juice, covering him at once. He screamed and fell to the ground, his body contracted continuously, and his body became darker. , And finally turned into a lump of charred meat.

Hundreds of flying dragons were constantly flying across the sky, and the Eagle regiment also had soldiers sitting in aircraft to fight, but in front of the flying dragon army, like a mosquito, a single touch of its wings was enough to kill it.

The fighting power of the flying dragon is much weaker than that of the griffon. Their speed, flexibility and physical strength are far less than that of the griffon, but it can spit out venom and cause severe blows to enemies on the ground. In addition to the equipment equipped by humans, To prevent them from being shot down so easily, the most important thing is that they are far cheaper than Griffins. Therefore, the flying dragon army is very popular among small countries. For a small land like Calis, a flying dragon army is very powerful.

But for big countries, this is a joke.

What the Dragon Army is most afraid of is a large number of enemies. As long as the opponent can't shoot them down, they can fight until the enemy is annihilated. Therefore, this battle was the victory of the Calis Empire. More than one hundred thousand Eagle Corps soldiers suffered more than half of the casualties, and the Black Tiger army completely collapsed.

"Hahaha! Look, how vulnerable! What if there are more people? It's useless for another million troops, hahaha!"

After the war, the king stood on the wall, admiring the dead bodies in the land.

"The King is wise!"

"This just lets those untouchables know who their real master is."

"Dare to resist the king, this is the end!"

The ministers all agreed. The king liked to listen very much, and he was very happy.

"That's right! This is the end, huh! Actually dared to resist me, it seems that I was too kind to them before, and I will let them know what cruelty is in the future!" The king said with his arms folded.

The ministers said yes, and the soldiers guarding the wall frowned.

The same battle lasted for two days. The royal city was surrounded by Tuan Tuan, but the Eagle Tuan could not shake it. In just three days, they paid a great price.

Except for the three generals who died in battle, the seven generals under George have all gathered in front of the royal city, but they have been unable to break through the wall. So they had to cooperate with each other and started a meeting.

Obviously, the situation this time is completely different from the past. They can't get into the inside first and attack inside and outside as before. They must attack frontally and defeat the enemy. But the eagle group's only superior number has no effect, they must find another way.

And they soon thought of a way, that is, a physical bomb, a forbidden magic, that allows the magician to cast spells on living people, turning them into living bombs...

Boom! ! !

The huge explosion shook the city wall, and the king sitting in the palace also felt the shock and slid down from the throne.

"What happened!"

"Report! The city wall was blown open, and the enemy sent blew soldiers!"

Hearing this, King Kingsley turned blue with fright.

"Where's the dragon army! Send out the dragon army to kill all those people! Let the soldiers block the wall! Don't let a mouse come in!"

"Yes!!"

The king was a little flustered. Although the situation was still dominant, he felt uneasy.

He suddenly thought of someone, his words might help him.

"Quick! Go and bring General Bron back! Go!"

The king suddenly called out this name. General Bron is Booth’s father, a famous general in the Liska Empire, a figure praised by the **** of war, Anmihu, who has sent troops to fight countless battles, and is not only famous in his country. , Even in other empires is also quite famous.

But the king was afraid that his reputation would overwhelm him~www.ltnovel.com~ so he used means to force him to resign and let his son Booth take up his position.

Now that Wangcheng is in trouble, he thinks of the other party again...

An hour later, a burly old man appeared on the threshold of the palace with white hair, casual clothes and cloth shoes. But his eyes were still sharp, as terrifying as a lion, and just standing there made people feel an invisible pressure.

"Meet the Lord King, I wonder if His Majesty the King is looking for me as an old man?"

As soon as he stepped on the threshold, Bron knelt down on one knee, very far away from the king.

The king's face was a little ugly, but he squeezed a smile.

"General Bron, the empire needs you, please save the millions of civilians in the royal city and repel the barbaric bandits!"

Hearing this, Bron spoke, he raised his head and looked around.

In the magnificent lobby, all ministers dressed in luxury.

"Where is my son Booth? Why didn't he see him?"

Bron asked suddenly.

As soon as he heard the word Booth, the king's face turned pale. He knew that Bron only had such a son. If he knew that Booth was dead, then things would not be good.

"General Booth is holding on across the Dragon Bridge and is now coming to the King City."

As soon as the voice fell, Bronn slowly closed his eyes, and he sighed softly.

"Then I believe he will be here soon, please rest assured, your ministers are old and weak, unable to perform the tasks of your majesty, so you won't stay longer and leave first."

After speaking, the old general stood up immediately and left the hall without looking back.

"Wait! Wait! General Bron!"

The king stretched out his hand to stop him, but Bron's figure was far away.

Old age and weakness are bullshit.

The king gritted his teeth and slammed the handrail, cursing the old man in his heart.