There was no other way, so Amy had to pick up another dried lizard, crush it and let the fragrance enter Lu'er's nose. Recently, this method seems to be less and less effective, and Amy is also uneasy. Gradually, the giant lizard is approaching adulthood.
Dragon has a very single hobby. His favorite thing is to collect shiny things, such as gems, gold coins, mirrors, etc. The second thing is sleeping. His need for food is no longer as high as when he was a child and needed to grow.
Lu'er twitched her nose twice, moved her pillow, and opened her eyes slightly to reveal a small slit - there was something going on! Everyone's hearts were moved. It seemed that Lu'er was not a dead wood that could not be carved. But Mr. Lu'er was stunned.
After a while, he put the pillow on his head again - probably because he thought that it was not worth getting up for this stuttering, so it was better to sleep: in the dream, there is a golden house, in the dream, there is a face like jade, in the dream, there is a lizard.
Dry.
Amy shook her head with a wry smile, coughed twice, cleared her throat, and a very familiar and pleasant baritone voice suddenly came out of Amy's mouth: "Where is my green baby? Come, let me hug you."
In his sleep, Lu'er shivered all over and climbed up. With his wings spread out, his 3-meter-long body was already suspended in the air. There was a look of fear in his eyes - Damn, the nemesis was coming. Why didn't he feel it just now?
?Logically it shouldn’t be.
After Long Jing looked around, he saw that the room was full of familiar people. Wasn't the owner of the voice just now there? It was probably a dream. Alas, what kind of dreams are bad, but nightmares. Lu'er fell on the bed soothingly, enthusiastically
Licking Amy and Da Qingshan’s faces, of course, during this period
He unceremoniously picked up the lizard jerky from Amy's hand and put it in his mouth. Lizard jerky would easily become too hard if kept for a long time. No, I didn't chew much just now. Lu'er had a small paw.
Touching his neck, he helped the cracked lizard trunk fall into his stomach as quickly as possible.
Ying kindly poured a glass of water for Lu'er, but he was not polite. He drank it in one gulp and put his head on Da Qingshan's shoulder, his eyelids being affected by gravity again.
"Hey, I want you to help me? I eat and sleep every day, and I eat when I sleep. Now I raise a dragon for a thousand days and only use it for a while." Amy gave the dragon a slap on the butt unceremoniously.
Regarding Amy's behavior of provoking the dignity of Long's ass at every turn, Lu'er has always been angry but dare not say anything. In Lu'er's heart, the first thing she fears is Chi Hanfeng, the second thing she fears is Lei Ge, and the third thing she fears is Amy...
...How do you arrange this? Amy is the person who gathered Chi Hanfeng and Lei Ge
All the essence, although I have never really treated Lu'er, in the eyes of the Holy Dragon Master, who never rubs the sand, he has long seen the sad end of those high-ranking officials who have offended the leader. Eat porridge every day? Think about that kind of embarrassment
The scene made Lu'er feel chilled from the bottom of her heart.
Amy roughly talked about what happened outside, and of course she also severely criticized Lu'er for not participating in the battle last night: "Now I give you a chance to make up for your mistakes. Go to the ships on the sea and release various magics to make them restless during the day.
, so that we can sleep at night."
Oh, that's what happened. Lu'er immediately knew that he was the only one who could complete this matter. He didn't take the opportunity to knock on such a great opportunity. He took out a red apple from the quilt with one paw, opened his mouth and took a bite.
The other paw stretched out in front of Amy and rubbed her thumb, index finger, middle finger skillfully...
The conscience of heaven and earth, the dragon clan is the most noble clan in the whole world. From the dragon god Pilot to the little dragon still hatched in the dragon egg, no one has ever done such a very insignificant behavior. It can be seen that Meng Mu's three moves are still
Makes sense.
Bang, bang, Amy cracked the knuckles of her right hand with her left hand, and then in turn cracked the knuckles of her left hand with her right hand: "Lu'er, the funds of the mercenary group are very tight recently, so we are going to fire a group of people.
Useless employees, all the servants outside now
The soldiers all responded, "There is a pet in the deputy commander's house that eats the most, sleeps the most, and never works. What do you think I should do? In fact, you know, we are all friends who share weal and woe. How am I?"
I don’t want you to go out and endure the wind and rain..."
If you can't understand such a naked threat, the sacred dragon is no longer a sacred dragon. Lu'er muttered in his heart that if he had known this, you would be trapped in that barrier, I wouldn't have spent so much time.
I saved you with great strength, but with a flattering look on his face: "Whoever dares to provoke the mercenary group led by Mr. Amy, damn, he is really impatient, let me deal with him!"
Then, two huge yellow wind dragons appeared out of thin air in the house. Lu'er wanted to use the wind dragons to lazily pass the level, but was slapped on the butt again, so she had to rush out of the house with the two wind dragons with an aggrieved look on her face.
"Listen, I will let Chi Aotian monitor you. If you don't do it well, there will be no food for lunch!" Amy's voice echoed throughout the mercenary group.
Chi Aotian shook his head helplessly, summoned Yaolilong and left the ground.
The commander of the Fascist Western Expedition, Dahino, and three of his subordinates had just visited the seriously injured Norton. If it weren't for the chain armor he was wearing, and if it weren't for the orc's special strong physique, Norton would have gone to report to the God of Death. Now
The situation is not much better. He has been in a coma. The priest has helped to stop the bleeding. The military doctor is giving him anti-inflammatory pills to remove congestion. If it still doesn't work, he has to give him the only two healing pills in the military camp.
have eaten.
Norton was able to save his life, and Dahino also breathed a sigh of relief. The fascist high command definitely valued this young man beyond his class, including himself who was very optimistic about this young half-orc. Given time, the future is limitless.
.As for the failure of this small battle, the problem should not be attributed to him. Amy and Daqingshan returned to Xilin Island, which completely tilted the battle towards the empire. In this case, Norton can still wash up on the coast.
It's not easy anymore.
It makes the same sense to only judge a hero based on victory or defeat and to leave the green hills without fear of burning them without materials.
What to do next? The answer is very simple. Since the surprise attack has failed, a strong attack is inevitable. No matter what, there are only a few hundred mercenaries stationed in Xilin, and the reserve force in hand is as many as 5,000. The outcome can be easily seen.
Yes. In such a strategic location, we would not hesitate to sacrifice 3,000 people if necessary.
Dahino held a meeting of the thousand-man commander level. At the meeting, he lightly arranged for the first and second thousand men to prepare for a strong attack at night. The proportions of the two thousand-man pairs were basically the same as those commanded by Norton.
With sufficient defensive capabilities against bows and arrows, as long as they successfully seize the beach, victory will definitely be theirs. The two thousand-man commanders who received the mission immediately went down to arrange for their troops to rest.
In the fascist army, there is no need to boost morale before the war. All soldiers believe that they are God's chosen people, and there is no reason why they cannot win.
Suddenly, the soldiers outside made a commotion.
"Look, dragon..."
"That's not our dragon. Look, that dragon is a skeleton!"
"Sir Express..."
Compared with Yao Lilong's huge momentum and stalwart figure, Lu'er is pitiful even though he is small. Yao Lilong is 15 meters long, with a single wing of 4.8 meters, and Lu'er with head and tail is only a little over 3 meters. In addition,
There were two 12-meter-long yellow wind dragons next to him, but no one noticed his presence.
Of course, not noticing would not affect his identity as the protagonist. As the enemy ship got closer and closer, Lu'er snapped his fingers and commanded two poor wind dragons to destroy the hull. One wind dragon's sharp claws cut the main character.
The rope of the sail was broken, and the huge sail suddenly fell down. Another wind dragon quickly grabbed an unlucky werewolf from the ship and threw it into the sea.
"Don't panic, shoot arrows!" The Western Expeditionary Army did not have many archers, but it was not without them. A centurion shouted loudly at the panicked soldiers, and more than 200 centaur archers on several nearby ships pulled away the centaur tribe.
The specially made strong bow started shooting arrows at Fenglong and Yaoliong further away.
Yao Lilong doesn't care about these flying feathers at all. Although he can't release magic, this kind of ordinary physical damage and hard bones can knock down even Mount Buzhou. What are bows and arrows? The Dingtian Bow Chuanyun once used by the God of Creation
It was a piece of cake to shoot the arrows. Chi Aotian was in Yaoli's full armor, so he did not dodge the arrows.
The wind dragon is worse. After all, it is not a real dragon. It can still dodge one or two arrows. After more, it will soon be covered with arrow feathers. After two long roars, the wind dragon disappears into the air.
Lu'er touched his little head with his little paws. Well, there is still a way.
The orc soldiers on the ship and the high-ranking officers such as Dahino who had just stepped out finally saw the real black hand. A small pure green dragon rushed out from behind the skeleton dragon with its head raised proudly.
Such a small dragon? What is he doing here?
Lu'er flew over a large ship, closed his left eye and took a look. After snapping his fingers, a dark red barrier appeared in mid-air, and then a dark red fire elf was summoned from the elf world. About once.
There's never been a fire spirit in mid-air
The summoned fire elf appeared and was about to pay tribute to the powerful force that summoned him and ask about his mission. Something unfortunate happened. Gravity did not give up caring for it just because it was a proud fire elf, and it fell in a straight line.
gesture, hand
The dancing fire elf landed on the boat directly below Lu'er. The fire elf was very afraid of water, and looked at the vast sea below, so when he saw anything that could be grabbed, he immediately spared no effort to grab it, such as sails, ropes, etc.
Orcs, decks, etc. The temperature of the fire elf is as high as thousands of degrees, and it basically ignites when it sticks to it. All the soldiers on the ship are busy putting out the fire. Although the fire elf was thrown half to death, he found that no one came to attack him, and secretly
He cursed and quickly slipped back to the elf world.
Lu'er's little paws were clenched tightly, and her forelimbs vibrated excitedly in the air: "YE!"
Above the second ship, the second unlucky fire spirit was summoned again, and fell from the sky in a daze, and another ship was set on fire.
It was already dawn, and the orcs around him were stunned when they saw this cute-looking little dragon in front of them.
After playing with the fire elves for a while, Lu'er got a little tired of it. He spread his wings and shot at a large ship like an arrow. The moment he passed by, his head tilted slightly, and his white breath immediately spread all over the entire hull.
Several orcs who were directly sprayed turned into ice bodies, and the water in all the cups in the boat turned into ice.
Then countless red lightning struck another ship. All standing orcs became benign conductors of electricity, and the aroma of barbecue could be smelled far away.
"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows!" All the boats were in chaos.
The rain of arrows once again filled the sky. Although these things could not hurt Lu'er, it always felt bad if they were hit. Lu'er flapped his wings and pierced the sky like a sharp sword, and the clear dragon's roar crossed the sky.
Seeing that the evil dragon was driven away, all the orcs cheered... Arrows shot into the sky will always fall. The arrow shot by one ship may have another direction. More than 100 ships shot it.
The arrows had no direction at all. Seeing that they couldn't catch up with Lu'er, the arrows felt tired and should fall down. The arrows that were rising all over the sky fell again.
"Raise your shield quickly!" The centaur archer, who was extremely happy and sad, had no time to hide under the orc shield and was covered by a messy rain of arrows.
Also falling at the same time was the evil dragon Lu'er who was following behind and plundering by fire. Countless lightnings fell from one ship area to another.
"Bring up anchor, retreat to the open sea in units of 500 people. Quick!" The orc soldiers on the flagship issued a flag order. In just one hour, all the ships were out of sight of the Xilin Island sentry.
Lu'er also looked at Chi Aotian with questioning eyes: "Can I go back?"
Author's note: It's been half a month since I returned to Beijing from Sichuan. I was really not used to it when I first came back. I was immediately attacked by a cold wave and a cold. I drank three bottles of liquid in a row before I could survive.
I took over a new project: the entire marketing, sales planning, establishment of a new company, recruitment and other tasks for the domestic online drama "Tianjiao - The World of Qin Shang" were all rushed at once. How can I be so busy?
Maybe I really have a fate with domestic software. I have been working as a WPS product manager in Kingsoft for almost 4 years. I have just worked on Korean games for half a year and now I am back to work on domestic games.
In terms of nature, I still prefer to make domestic software. Just like I only use strong washing powder, buy Lucky film, and drink very Coke, I am a pure nationalist.
After writing The Little Mercenary, I will definitely write a fantasy novel about Chinese culture based on the domestically produced "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".