? Give Evie the battle report in front of him, and Todd lowered his head and started thinking.

Calculating the time, the defeat of the Froststone Army should have been a week ago.

The defeat of the attack on the capital of Ulster and the crushing in the form of the tyrant of Cú Chulainn will inevitably severely damage the morale of the major regiments.

It’s not hard to guess the future of the battle. The Ulster army took advantage of this opportunity to fight back. The Connaughts followed their allies to take advantage of the opportunity, and Froststone’s commanders could do nothing more than that. With the remaining troops, abandon the occupied territory, retreat to the nearest stronghold-Junka Fortress, and switch to a defensive posture.

Thinking of all this, Todd straightened up and said to Evie: "I have to go to Rongkha fortress."

Evie took the battle report into her arms, and while walking towards the temple, she said: "Wait for me, I will go with you, I will now bring my gryphon."

Halfway through, Evie turned to Todd and said, "What about Alfonso? Is he going with him?"

"No, let him and the guard knights stay in Froststone City..." Todd pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Take Randall and let him go to the battlefield with us."

Evie stared at Todd for a long time, then finally nodded.

The huge figure of the black dragon slowly lifted into the air during the worship of tens of thousands of believers in Froststone City, behind him were four manned griffins, flying quickly towards the northern battlefield.

Flying over green forests and gurgling rivers, passing golden fields and quiet lakes, Todd finally saw the outline of Junka Fortress.

This fortress repaired by the Ulsters, located above the mountain valley, is the last fortress leading to the capital of Ulster.

It’s hard to think that this fortress is now in the hands of Froststone City, while Ulster and Connaught, the coalition forces composed of only two kingdoms with a total number of more than 10,000, are facing the battle. The card fortress sent out wave after wave of offensive.

The world is like this, life is like a play.

Avoiding the arrows flying above his head, Ackerman, who was covered in blood and had a terrifying wound on his face, pressed the wound on Casper's chest with his hands, and shouted loudly in his mouth: "Brother! Look! Watch me, look at me! Damn! Don't close your eyes!"

Casper, the knight who was once a soldier of the Holy Acropolis, once gave up his faith and went to death, but now faces death, he laughs happily.

Looking at the wounds pressed by both hands, still gurgling blood, Ackerman no longer had the usual cynicism and playfulness on his face. He roared with his whole body power: "Casper! You laugh a fart! Save me a little effort to survive!"

"My whole life is really interesting. I was abandoned by the motherland, betrayed by the chief, and even God no longer gave me hope..." Caspar's mouth was full of blood bubbles: "I never thought of sinking into hell. During those days, when I became a beast in order to survive, I would encounter the last rays of light in my life."

Ackerman shouted with red eyes, "Stop talking! The doctor will be here soon!"

Casper grabbed Ackerman’s arm and said with a smile: "I am not afraid or sad now. My soul will return to the arms of the gods. Believe me, brother, when I reach that heaven, I will obey you. Views……"

The light in Casper's eyes gradually dimmed, and his voice became lower and lower: "I will listen to your persuasion, try to smile more and speak more..."

Casper's eyes slowly closed, and his palms dropped weakly.

Unable to believe everything in front of him, Ackerman let out a heart-wrenching roar. He knelt on his knees, grief-stricken, hugged Casper's body tightly while burying his head deep into his chest, shaking.

After a while, Ackerman no longer trembles, he silently put down the corpse in his hand, picked up the long sword beside him, and walked towards the head of the city in the battle without expression.

Pushing the warrior in front of him, Ackerman rushed to the head of the city with a long sword in his hand, stabs hard with both hands, sending the sharp blade into the enemy's chest.

Kicked the enemy pierced by the blade down the city wall with one kick, and a hatchet was reflected in his eyes. Ackerman couldn't avoid it, and took the attack with his shoulder.

Listening to the sound of shattering shoulder blades, Ackerman slashed the long sword forward, leaving a deep incision in the attacker's throat, still spattered by the enemy's blood on his body.

Seeing the third enemy soldier attacking the city wall, Ackerman wanted to raise his hand to fight back again, but the wound on his shoulder made him unable to lift the sword anymore.

Looking at the weapon blades falling in the air, Ackerman closed his eyes, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and waited quietly for death to come.

The expected pain did not come as expected, Ackerman opened his eyes, and the attacking weapon stayed in the air. The enemy in front of him opened his eyes and looked over his head, with a sharp scream in his mouth.

"Dragon! It's a dragon!"

A huge black shadow enveloped the top of the Jungka Fortress, and the pitch-black dragon landed on the top of the tower, with dazzling red flames beating in his mouth.

The enemy soldiers looked at everything in front of them dumbfounded.

A thick pillar of fire sprayed out from the black dragon's mouth, hitting the edge of the city wall, and melting the enemy soldiers who had not had time to escape into a scorched corpse.

"Oh my God!" The Ulster soldiers dropped their weapons and ignored the height of the city wall.

There was a burst of earth-shattering cheers in the Froststone Army, and praises for the Son of the Gods came and went one after another.

The long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and Ackerman's body that could no longer be supported collapsed to the ground. He looked at the black dragon passing by, and there was no joy or sorrow on his face. First he laughed helplessly, then he couldn't help crying.

Todd's mouth spit out a giant fireball one meter wide, and hit the catapult under him severely.

The flames skyrocketed, and the sawdust flew everywhere.

On the ground where the fireball exploded, a pit with a diameter of ten meters and a depth of more than one person was left.

Swinging the dragon's wings and slamming his body to the ground, Todd thrust his two sharp forelimbs into the ground forcefully among the fragmented human limbs flying in the sky.

Under the control of the dragon, the ability of "Controlling the Earth" was fully activated, and the earth began to tremble violently. Waves of seismic waves were like ripples in a pond, centering on Todd, spreading towards the surroundings.

The space outside Rongka Fortress is like the sea in a storm. Horses, soldiers, baggage and siege equipment were thrown into the air by the violently shaking ground ~lightnovelpub.net~ and then fell down again, swallowed by the cracked rock formations. Under the ground, the cracking of earth and rocks, the screams of the dead, and the wailing of horses, the ensemble became a symphony of death on the battlefield.

Soon, around Todd, there was no living creature in sight.

Looking around, all that can be seen on the entire battlefield are three or five carriages buried in the soil and a few flags that have fallen to the ground.

Todd, who used excessive strength, pulled out his forelimbs from the soil with great difficulty. He hung his dragon's head and panted heavily. His limbs were lying on the ground, and the dragon's wings were hanging to the side, looking as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Hearing the noise from a distance, Todd tried to raise his head and looked towards the smoke-filled battlefield.

A figure appeared in the smoke and slowly walked towards him.

A crimson spear, exuding the smell of blood, contaminated the surrounding air.

Cuchurin, with blood-red eyes open, stood in front of the black dragon. The former pointed his spear at the latter's head, and his low voice seemed to overflow from hell: "We... finally... meet!"