The person who sneaked into the army was naturally Luo Zhen.

Looking at the scene of Mashu fighting with the two-legged flying dragon group, Luo Zhen's head was running rapidly and immediately made a lot of judgments.

"Although they are fantasy species and dragon species, they are just sub-dragons, and they probably belong only to the category of monsters."

Fantasy species also have their own levels.

From low to high, they are monsters, illusion beasts, and divine beasts.

Generally speaking, the fantasy species that still exist in this world are all monsters, and their existence is estimated to be about a hundred years old. Although their existence itself is equivalent to mystery, it is a very worthy object of envy for magicians, but it is not unparalleled. As long as the servants are not too weak, they can deal with it.

Phantom beasts are not so easy to deal with. Even first-class followers must liberate powerful treasures and fight with all their might. This level of mystery has already gone to the inner side of the world and does not exist in this world. Otherwise, there will definitely be magicians pursuing them desperately, just to see this miracle passed down from the divine generation.

As for the divine beasts, they are even more terrifying existences with names and surnames in various myths and legends.

For example, the Nordic Demon Wolf Fenrier.

For example, Typhon, the king of all beasts in Greece.

For example, the natural disaster beast of Mesopotamia, the Bull.

These are all terrible existences that even top servants cannot defeat. Even if they can defeat them, they will definitely be terrible existences that narrowly win over several times.

Among these many fantasy species, the dragon species is located.

If the dragon in front of me was a real dragon species, then it would be impossible for Maxiu, a cavalryman, to gain such an overwhelming advantage.

Fortunately, the two-legged flying dragon is just a sub-dragon, not a real dragon species, but only belongs to the level of the monster.

For ordinary magicians, this is naturally an extremely difficult existence to deal with.

At least, in Luo Zhen's opinion, these two-legged flying dragons are almost all superiors. If they meet, one or two can still think of ways. With so many two-legged flying dragons, they will only have to escape.

But in the hands of the servants, these sub-dragons are not very difficult to deal with.

Now, Mashu gained an overwhelming advantage and defeated the flying dragon group in a terrible way.

Seeing the flying dragons on both feet falling under Mashu's attack, Luo Zhen couldn't help but feel itchy.

"That's a fantasy species, and it's a dragon."

If an ordinary magician can obtain its scales or fangs, it is enough to use it as a precious magic material. If it can be subdued as a demon, it will become a legend in the magic world.

For Luo Zhen, that is also something worth greedy.

Of course, Luo Zhen is better than a magician who is mysterious and crazy when he sees this kind of existence.

after all…

"There are techniques (summoning dragons) that I have learned."

But that is the magic level of the superior.

In other words, Luo Zhen has not mastered this technique yet.

Originally, in order to summon the superior demon, Luo Zhen was also screening among many techniques that could summon the superior demon, preparing to choose the most suitable one as his research object and try to master it.

Now, seeing these Yalongs, Luo Zhen immediately decided.

"The first superior devil summoned decided to be a two-legged flying dragon."

In other words, Luo really wants to...

"Learn the technique of (Flying Dragon Summoning) first."

For this reason, Luo Zhen thought that it was necessary to buy a flying dragon's body, or simply subdue a flying dragon with two feet.

In this way, it will definitely be of great benefit to Luo Zhen's research.

At that moment, Luo Zhen directly ordered Maxiu.

"Mashu! Come alive!"

This instruction made Maxiu a little stunned, and also made the soldiers around him discover Luo Zhen who was infiltrating.

The next moment...

"Who are you!?"

The French marshal, who was originally immersed in sentimentality, immediately showed his sharp eyes, raised his sword, and pointed at Luo Zhen.

The soldiers around him also surrounded Luo Zhen, with alertness on their faces.

Surrounded by the armed group, Luo Zhen was not panicked at all, but raised his hand easily and surrendered.

"I am not your enemy."

Luo Zhen looked at the French marshal and smiled suddenly.

"Can you ask your subordinates to put away their weapons? Marshal Gilder Ray."

Jill De Lei.

When this name appeared from Luo Zhen's mouth, the army surrounding him not only did not relax its vigilance, but instead showed hostility.

“…You know me?”

Jill De Lei stared at Luo Zhen even more, and his tone was low.

Luo Zhen just spoke calmly about this.

"Of course I know you. After all, you are a French nobleman and a famous soldier. You once cooperated with Joan of Arc to regain Orleans before the New Year. They were praised as a hero by the French people and won the title of the highest honor (marshal) as a soldier. How could I not recognize you?"

As he said this, Luo Zhen silently added this sentence in his heart.

"Although I was using the (Sky Eye) to observe the movements of the army, I just saw you mention the name "Joan of Arc" and think you were Gilde Ray."

Because Gilde Ray was one of the first French generals to follow Joan of Arc, and he was one of the few friends that Joan of Arc could trust during his lifetime and could entrust each other's back.

If anyone who is bound to Joan of Arc is the most deeply bound to him in his life, it is undoubtedly this marshal.

Therefore, after Joan of Arc was captured, the marshal was completely in a state of madness and retreated to the territory of Mashkule and Tifuri to study alchemy, hoping to borrow blood to discover the secret of gold art. He also tortured more than 300 children to death, resulting in the subsequent stolen burning.

However, now, the other party has obviously not been completely crazy. Even if the death of Joan of Arc, a gloomy aura emanates from his eyebrows, he may really fall into the evil path in the future and start cursing the unfair gods, but at least it is still normal.

Luo Zhen seized this and spoke to Marshal Jill.

"Anyway, we will help you drive away the Feilong group first, and then we will have a good chat. What do you think?"

As he said that, Luo Zhen also signaled the direction of Maxiu, so that all the soldiers in the audience could clearly see the scene of Maxiu fighting bravely.

This is to show the other party that there is no hostility here, and to tell Jill that even if they take action, they have no chance of winning.

Faced with followers who can even ravage the two-legged flying dragons, ordinary troops naturally have no power to fight back.

As a famous marshal, Gill naturally could not have realized this.

"……I see."

Jill lowered the weapon in his hand and signaled everyone to put away the weapon in his hand and made a sound like this.

"Please help me. After driving away the dragon, I can satisfy you as long as it is not too much."
Chapter completed!