Augustus Under the Horseshoe

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"My friend, how did you defeat that dragon and successfully tame it?"

Looking at the beast that looked like a round and swallowed dates, and eaten half of the roast lamb in one go, Painhurs made a puzzled voice. He understood the character of the orc, so he put on a tone of worship.

"As far as I know, he still has many servants of wood elves and centaurs. The powerful dragon trainer beast Onardo, you can actually defeat them at the same time. It's amazing, amazing."

"Servant? What kind of servant???? When we go, he is a dragon."

Onardo the beast swallowed the chewed meat, and then drank a large bowl of fermented milk wine. The emerald green face was filled with a drunken blush.

"Come, come, I tell you, my legendary battle to tame the dragon!!!"

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Time went back to two days ago.

The orcs of the Evil Flame clan were cutting wood aggressively, and even took out a lot of coins, livestock, and hired laborers to help them gather raw materials. Leonardo the beast brought a group of technical boys, and tool beasts such as the hammer Sigug, the line Sgug, and the saw Sgug to show their magical powers.

On a huge four-wheeled carriage, five or six layers of tattered, crumbling wooden buildings were covered by orcs, countless goblin slaves, and a subspecies of Skug that can spit out corrosive acid hid. Inside, they control a series of scaled-down scorpion crossbows, condescending, and shooting at 360 degrees without dead ends.

This kind of mobile fortress that looked as tall as a trash mountain from a distance, the Evil Flame Orcs had built a total of five units, each of which was moved by a six-headed Skugla. In addition, there are a lot of wood and rubber bands. As well as all kinds of tattered, re-created blasting garbage, advancing aggressively.

It didn't take long before the evil flame clan arrived in the unknown forest. The towering pine and cypress giant trees were densely crowded together, and the snow-blue skull flowers stretched to the end of the field of vision. Hundreds of millions of dark green leaves rustled under the breeze. The birds and beasts in the forest, as if possessing their own souls, suddenly stopped in place one by one, vigilantly looking at these foreign orc clans.

Although both the green skin and the green dragon have a "green" character. However, these bold and wild humanoids are not interested in the aesthetics of dragons. Leonardo the beast has no interest in the magnificent and magnificent virgin forests and the beautiful and delicate flowers. He gave an order, and the cavalry boy immediately lifted the bag of gravel in front of him and dumped them on the sunken bomb carrier.

For the other batch of green skins, pour viscous scrooge fat on the stone bullets. And rubbing the iron with flint violently, bursting out dazzling sparks, after the fire, the boys violently loosened the noose, letting the huge and thick wooden stakes lose their restraints, they made a "bang" The loud noise, pulled by countless flexible tendons, instantly restored the vertical position.

The slender lever makes the throwing force even more terrifying, and countless pieces are covered with sticky fat. In the sky, the burning rubble marked countless bright lines of kneeling. Dragging a string of dark tail flames, like countless flaming meteors, fell into the gloomy forest! ! !

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

"According to Centaur's intelligence, entering the forest to fight with him is looking for death! Then, burn! Burn this forest to me! No matter how long it takes, you must force the green dragon out! Trash mountain, ready to shoot at any time!"

"Waaagh!!!"

The green-skinned boys cheered. They clenched the machete and bow and arrow in their hands. Excitedly searching for the enemy's figure. Longing for the appearance of battle.

In fact, the Evil Flame clan didn't wait long, and Mortarian would not tolerate his cherished garden being burned to ashes by a gang of orcs. The birds perched on the branches of the tree immediately reported the situation to their masters through their own eyes.

In the depths of the forest, a terrifying storm suddenly blew, and the sound of blades rubbing against each other intensified, even overshadowing the sound of flames and the roar of orcs!

The evil sun orcs grew their mouths in horror, and countless towering giant trees bent their burly branches toward the sides of the dragon, making way for Mortarian to fly. The whole forest seemed to be a verdant green. The ocean, the wings covered by the evil dragon, were evenly cut into two halves.

"Hoho Ho Ho!!!"

The green-scaled evil dragon uttered a sky-shaking roar. In the scarlet mouth of the terrifying blood basin, countless fangs entwined with poisonous fog, under the sunlight, reflected the sharp cold light, and the long, **** tongue branched. With a flick, a large amount of corrosive terrifying liquid was splashed everywhere by the dragon.

"Shoot! Shoot! Hurry, hurry!"

Beast Leonardo hurriedly ordered. However, a terrifying behemoth the size of a hill suddenly divided the entire forest into two, like a violent wind, like a thunder, like a meteor, and rushed toward him fiercely, casting his terrifying shadow over the entire branch. At the foot of the army-the scene in front of you was too terrifying, and a large number of orcs trembled, and they couldn't even move a finger!

Motarian lowered his head, brewing a lethal dragon's breath. The moment he passed over the Evil Flame Clan, the tyrannical air currents were instantly engulfed in corrosive and poisonous gas, like a dark green stormy sea, gushing out of Mortalian's mouth! And keep moving with his swift flight!

The deadly breath of the dragon, like a collapsed sky, buried the orcs in a dark green death ruin

Under the violent wind swept through, the flexible vines were steadily broken, and the pastures all over the mountains were crushed into the tiniest dust, and the burning flames were instantly extinguished by the violent air currents. Even the war machine was torn apart by the terrifying gusts of skin and tendons.

Where the dragon's breath passed, the flat ground was torn into loose soil, all of which was lifted into the air and turned into yellow sand in the sky, exposing sections of ancient tree roots that were intertwined in Panzhihua.

The poison engulfed in the wind is more like the hand of death, shattering the lives of everything. The forest creatures wrapped in the dragon's breath stiffly fell from the branches. Hair, flesh and blood, and even hard bones are all corroded by toxins at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wherever the poisonous cloud passed, the towering giant trees withered and rotted! Countless orc boys and Skug were caught off guard. They wailed, coughed, and cried bitterly. Their mobility was restricted by neurotoxins, and then they were completely swallowed by the poisonous mist that could corrode flesh and blood.

Pieces of decayed green flesh and blood, like pieces of withered and withered autumn sunset leaves, slowly peeled from the pale bones and fell. Not long after, even the strong bones are covered with dense cracks on the surface. When touched, it shattered into debris all over the floor.

However, there were still some determined green skins, and began to bow their bows to counterattack. The horrible arrow rain covering the sky and the sun slammed into the green scales, rubbing the bright sparks of the debut, the trash mountain made deafening horrible noises, the shaky body, shooting out corrosive acid, and the length of the bowl. spear.

An ancient giant that was transformed by the beast Onardo’s magic, attracted everyone’s attention. On the third floor of the five-story dangerous building, it was covered with spears, wooden nails, and even sticky blood and mud on the third floor of the five-story dangerous building. , Forcibly nailing a huge lever device, connected to a wooden stake tens of feet long with grooves.

At the end of the stake, there was a dense crowd of cheek-biting Skugs: these chubby little things have cruel temperament, and their jagged teeth are enough to chew human skulls. At the other end of the lever, a boulder heavier than Skug was tied, but it was pulled high in the air by countless ropes and fixed to the top of the trash mountain.

Amid the furious roar of the big tyrant, several goblins who were frightened by the dragon and whose calves were weak, quickly took out a knife from their arms and cut off the ropes that fixed the stakes and boulders, and the extremely heavy stakes immediately attacked Falling down, hit the ground heavily, causing smoke and dust.

At the same time, the other end of the lever that suddenly popped up directly threw the hundreds of cheeky Skugs above them into the air! The chubby little things screamed in fright.

Some of them landed on Mortarian's back, gnawing frantically on the green dragon scales, rubbing a string of dazzling sparks. Yes, he bit the fleshy wing of the green scale evil dragon, and did not let go. With the flapping of the wings, he swayed up and down quickly, and more Sguggers fell heavily on the ground and turned into a pool of blood and blood. Mashed meat.

"Damn green skin!!!"

Motarian adjusted his downward direction slightly and flew over the open space between the two garbage mountains. A pair of terrifying flesh wings wrapped in strong winds, like two huge sharp axes, cut the garbage mountain into two neatly from the center. !

Scroog, who was entangled in the dragon wings, was hit into a muddy puddle of flesh on the spot. The goblins who stayed inside the vehicle also suffered the miserable fate of being slashed. The blood-stained wood debris was flying all over the sky. The huge wreckage of the regiment collapsed, and I don't know how many innocent green skins were killed.

Mortarian began to climb to the sky. His huge turquoise body was as graceful and flexible as a petrel. He was like an acrobat, spinning three times in the air at a high speed three hundred and sixty degrees, removing the **** face-biting Sgug on his body. All shake off.

"call--"

The beast Leonardo looked at the green Grim Reaper in the sky in horror. He arrogantly looked down at the ants on the ground and took a deep breath again!

"Dragon's breath! Dragon's breath! Find cover!"

The war chief fled embarrassedly to a mountain of garbage, hoping that these messy wooden fortresses could filter out terrifying toxins. His big green face clings to the leaky wooden wall, through the cracks, watching the external scene-the terrifying breath of corrosion, like a dark green stormy sky! Once again flooded the evil flame army he was proud of.

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