Ashen Dragon
Chapter 757 - Chapter 757 Chapter 121 Thunderous Assault_2

Chapter 757: Chapter 121: Thunderous Assault_2 Chapter 757: Chapter 121: Thunderous Assault_2 At this moment, they proudly puffed out their chests, as if they had returned to the prosperous era of more than a decade ago, when that vast empire still dominated the continent, and they remained the most honored and confident citizens of all Fianso.

Some even began to sing an old, long-passed song–saying even the Devils of Hell dared not provoke the Fadlan People.

After years of war and strife, the imperial era of Fadlan had been beautified time and again, becoming the “Utopia” in their minds and their spiritual pillar.

For these Aisier Winged Cavalry, reminiscing past glory and chasing the light of Fadlan was always the best catalyst, keeping their morale high and willingness to give their lives.

For some reason, the ground shook even more violently, and this was clearly not caused by horse hooves–but the Winged Cavalry, engulfed in fervent atmosphere, did not realize this.

Leonie looked at the fervent faces of the Cavalry and said softly, “Good, just like that. We must never forget… our pride as Fadlan People.

So what if it’s Giant Dragons?

In the glorious history of the Empire of Fadlan, Lord Aragon had led us to slay countless overconfident Beasts, White Dragons, Blue Dragons… beyond count.”

“Buzz–”

Just then, a piercing noise erupted overhead, cutting off Leonie’s thoughts, and fierce shadows cast from high above appeared on the distant prairie.

“It’s been less than three days… how could they come so quickly?”

Leonie hurriedly raised his head, his expression solemn, looking up at the sky where hundreds of Bipedal Wyverns spread their wings, flying in wedge formations towards them.

Strangely, the edges of these Bipedal Wyverns’ wings were fitted with metal shells that cut through the air, and they seemed to be carrying humanoid creatures on their backs.

Moreover, the formation of these Monsters was extraordinarily neat–not at all like the simple-minded, disorganized Beasts he remembered.

“What is that?”

“Damn, an attack from the Ashen Empire so soon!”

“Were those Scouts to the north out for a stroll? How could they let them break through here!”

Watching the approaching swarm of Wyverns, the Winged Cavalry couldn’t help but curse, yet they didn’t panic and lose formation.

To them, although Bipedal Wyverns were troublesome, they were not considered a threat capable of intimidating them.

Leonie didn’t care for much else; he just raised his horse saber and commanded loudly, “Be careful! It’s Bipedal Wyverns! Maintain defensive formation, shoot down these damned flying lizards!”

The warhorses neighed, and the Winged Cavalry skillfully coordinated, swiftly shifting formation, kicking up clouds of dust with their hooves.

Experienced with attacks from the sky, these Winged Cavalry had previously battled with White Dragons, Gryphons, Devils, and other flying enemies.

The Winged Cavalry carrying Giant Shields hurriedly drove their horses to the front, forming a tight line, shoulder to shoulder, they raised their shields high to defend against the Wyverns’ dives.

The second row of Winged Cavalry raised their Spears, extending them through the gaps in the Giant Shields, ready at any moment to pierce the attacking Wyverns.

And other Winged Cavalry took down muskets and bows from their backs, aiming at the sky at a slant, ready to turn these overconfident Monsters into sieves.

In the center of the battle formation, Leonie kept his eyes on the Dragon swarm and discovered that they were still diving from a hundred meters high, seemingly without any intention of landing on the ground to pounce at them.

Their shadows stretched long on the ground, like harbingers of the Grim Reaper, chilling the hearts of onlookers.

Could it be… These Bipedal Wyverns were just here for reconnaissance?

For some reason, Leonie’s heartbeat quickened, and a foreboding feeling seemed to loom within him.

“Whoosh–”

The grating roar startled Leonie, sending chills down his spine, and his premonition was soon confirmed!

One could see Bipedal Wyverns releasing their claws, and from that azure sky, a series of black dots appeared, hundreds of bombs falling freely like raindrops–striking towards the Winged Cavalry in a state of readiness.

No!

These things were the true weapons! These cunning Bipedal Wyverns had never intended to fight them up close!

Suddenly, Leonie’s face showed sheer terror as he let out a heart-wrenching roar, “Scatter–”

“Run! Run!”

But at this moment, it was already too late! Although the Winged Cavalry reacted swiftly, spurring their horses to gallop away, they were still no match for the speed of the falling bombs.

“Boom!”

In an instant, Explosions were deafening, fire surged to the heavens, tearing the earth into countless Shards.

Immediately following, accompanied by a series of deafening explosions, flames burst forth one after another, devouring the tightly formed winged cavalry, with shrapnel, severed limbs, and flesh scattering everywhere.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, dust was flying, and under the light of the flames and the shroud of thick smoke, everything around became blurred and indistinct.

“Oh Amanata above!”

“Ah! My leg!”

“I can’t hear! I can’t hear!”

In the face of this sudden assault, the warhorses let out panicked neighs, and the winged cavalry screamed in agony, no longer the brave warriors they once were.

Among the injured winged cavalry, some lost their arms and legs, some had half their skull sheared off by shrapnel, and some were even set ablaze, burnt alive upon their horses’ backs.

Having never experienced an attack of this kind, just this one round of bombing resulted in nearly two hundred winged cavalry casualties.

Yet those Bipedal Wyverns skillfully climbed higher, ready to turn around and conduct another round of bombing.

Watching his winged cavalry suffer heavy losses, Leonie’s eyes split with rage, his face blackened by smoke grew even more ferocious.

He let out an angry shout: “Damn monsters! You will pay with your lives!”

Leonie spurred his horse into a gallop, chasing after the direction of the dragons with all his might.

His eyes were bloodshot, he casually pulled a spear stuck in the ground, hoisted it behind his head, and hurled it with all his strength, as if to unleash all the repressed fury in his heart!

“Whoosh–”

The spear cut through the air, flying nearly a hundred meters high, streaking across the sky like a comet, hurtling towards the crowd of dragons.

“Ah!”

A brief scream came from the sky, an unlucky Flying Dragon Cavalry was pierced by the spear and plummeted from the heights.

Watching the falling Bipedal Wyvern, Leonie clenched his teeth and said, “Never… anger a Fadlan person!”

The battlefield was gradually descending into chaos; under the threat from the sky, the winged cavalry didn’t even dare to gather together, only able to ride aimlessly.

Suddenly, Leonie’s expression froze, as he unexpectedly noticed an unnatural trembling of the ground, accompanied by a dull noise, yet the winged cavalry was not charging in formation, so what could it be…

Leonie suddenly realized, the trembling of the ground was not caused by the winged cavalry!

The vibrations grew more intense, pebbles on the ground started boiling, and the noise became heavier.

Leonie turned around in panic, looking towards the source of the sound, and instantly, his facial expression froze.

“Lord Alagon…”

Through the billowing smoke that blotted out the sky, steel giants emerged on the distant horizon, rushing towards them, like moving mountains bearing down upon them, even the river behind them trembled.

These battle-hardened winged cavalry, having just escaped from the jaws of death, once again let out cries of disbelief.

“Gods above!”

“Oh Amanata above, can they fly too?”

“We’re hundreds of kilometers from Cartapa! How did they get here?”

They thought they were witnessing a miracle of war, unaware that it was the synergy of tank squads and “planes” rapidly advancing in depth.

Leonie couldn’t help but mutter to himself: “When the winged cavalry charges in formation, the pounding hooves would make the earth tremble, rivers overflow, the shrieking of wings could even make giant dragons shudder…”

These phrases, meant to describe the winged cavalry, used to fill him with glory and pride.

Yet Leonie discovered with horror that now, these sentences seemed more fitting when applied to these enemies.

Because–indeed, they were making the land and rivers tremble.

Had it been in the past, he would have faced them bravely without hesitation, even initiating a charge because he had the powerful Empire of Fadlan at his back.

But now, he hesitated.

Without the support of the Holy Fadlan Federation, could they really defeat the Ashen Empire and protect the land of North Aisier?

Leonie, who always considered himself a staunch Fadelanist, now felt lost and floundered.

Fluttering his lips, his hand gripping the horse saber trembled slightly, sweat seeping from his palm: “Can we… really win this war?”

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