The high-speed Charles war horses flew across the wasteland, the flying dragon flags fluttered in the wind, and the roaring hoofbeats frightened the scattered orcs along the way and fled far away. The sharp lances were hung on their arms, and the knights on the horses were nervous.

Watching the goings on around him.

"Stop shooting!" Roland's eyes were full of fire. Watching these knights with third-rate shooting skills riding and shooting was simply a kind of torture.

"What else will you do besides wasting arrows?" Roland roared as he looked at the orc who was shot by a group of playful knights.

"Alas..." Renault couldn't stand it anymore and picked up his long bow. With the sound of the bow string vibrating, the orc who was running away crazily fell down in response to the string.

"Look at them! Look at you! We are all knights, and we are all mounted archers. Why can you play with body drawing, and others kill you with one arrow?" Roland suddenly became confused and panicked. Hundreds of knights counted arrows one by one.

He couldn't even shoot a fleeing orc, which opened Roland's eyes!

"Second-level knights rarely have special skills in riding and archery. Don't blame them! Their role is to charge into battle, not to hide behind and shoot with bows and arrows." Renault stopped Luo from talking and explained the reason.

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"..." Roland was speechless.

"All the purpose of their training is how to quickly provoke the enemy with a gun or chop off the enemy's head with a sword. No instructors or mentors will teach them to hit the target while running." Renault shrugged. For the gun knights,

It's really impossible for them to ride horses and shoot arrows like archers.

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"Your Highness, do you want to go into the city and take a rest?" The Crossed Bauhinia Knight waiting at the city gate asked Roland.

"No need, take me to find Nyx, let's go see the dragon corpse." Roland's eyes were full of joy. The corpse of a silver dragon is an excellent material. I think Smaug also provided Yun Feng with countless experimental materials.

How many props and equipment were created, a silver dragon with pure blood... Roland felt like he was crazy!

"Okay, Your Highness, please come with me!" The knight extended his hand to his chest and saluted, then pointed the way to Roland.

"It looks like our city is developing well! Agriculture looks to be improving!" Roland said happily, looking at the green vegetable fields and the thriving wheat on both sides of the road. He didn't want to experience another winter famine.

"Now our military rations should be guaranteed! Thank God, I don't want to run out of food again." Renault also came from those "hard times", and he said with emotion when looking at the boundless farmland.

"There are still too few residents in the town. If there is enough population, we can branch out into some villages and gradually develop into towns that radiate around. Only in this way can we control the vast land!" Renault said seriously, relying on two castles is enough.

It is obviously impossible to control such a large area of ​​land. The Lagrand Empire has more than a thousand cities, and even more towns. It is these dotted towns that enable the empire to firmly control the vast territory.

land.

"It's a pity that our people are scattered on the mainland. They are returning every day but the number is still very limited." Roland sighed. His direct descendants can only be the Lagrand people summoned by the system, but the slow progress of the refugees

The growth rate still made him want to cry.

"Wait slowly, maybe only time can tell us the answer." Renault followed Roland and fell silent.

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"Your Highness, welcome back, please forgive me for not going to greet you personally." Nyx greeted Roland who had just dismounted and gave him a gentle hug.

"My dear Grand Duke, have you missed me?" Roland looked at Nyx and smiled.

"No! Do you believe it?" Nicks smiled brightly, as charming as jasmine in full bloom.

"Okay... little goblin, we have to get down to business." Roland scratched Nyx's nose lovingly.

"Yun Feng, have you found the specific location?" Roland asked.

"No! I've been looking for it all day! Damn it! The Silver Dragon clan is indeed powerful. Its own spatial magnetic field completely blocks its information, as if it doesn't exist!" Yun Feng said with a headache. The Silver Dragon's own powerful bloodline made it Even after death, it is still terrifying. The dragon corpse covered by the power of space seems to be somewhere between illusion and reality.

"Sure enough, it is the dragon clan second only to the Golden Holy Dragon. Even if it has fallen, it is not easy for us to find it." Roland sighed with emotion. How powerful he must be in life to protect himself from being disturbed after death.

"But he can't even think of escaping in front of this wise man. Although it is very powerful, I am also the pinnacle of my profession!" Yun Feng's eyes flashed with perseverance.

"Every sixth level is a genius born from the bloody storm!" Looking at Yun Feng's rising momentum, Roland suddenly thought about the introduction of the sixth level strong men in this game.

"Searching for Soul Locking!" Yun Feng shouted violently, and the spiritual power that seemed to be substantial surged out crazily. The powerful spiritual power even directly cracked the land for several kilometers in radius, and the traces of cracks on the land were shocking. Huge spiritual power travels underground.

"Fuck...pervert..." Roland's jaw dropped instantly. In his impression, Yun Feng, a sixth-level wise man, was as mentally retarded. Apart from various exquisite alchemy skills, he was almost the same as a weakling... Who could Do you think that wise men can be so terrifying?

"Found it!" Yun Feng narrowed his eyes, and a flash of light appeared in his eyes.

"Eh? Are you actually resisting? Are you trying to run away even if you're dead?" Yun Feng sneered.

"Soul blast!" Yun Feng's robe was automatically suspended ten meters in the air without wind, and then there was a violent burst in the air.

"Boom!" The ground cracked instantly a few hundred meters ahead, and a huge crater more than a thousand meters long, dozens of meters wide and more than a hundred meters deep appeared on the surface.

"The Forbidden Spirit's Grip!" The thick magical hand in the void suddenly reached into the pit and gave it a firm grip.

"Soul magic! The alchemist's magic targets the soul!" Roland's eyes jumped. He never expected that the alchemist actually used soul magic.

"This dragon actually still has a remnant soul!" Yun Feng's surprised voice came.

"Not dead?" Roland was dumbfounded for a moment.

"He died, but his soul has not been extinguished. No wonder he still has a self-protection mechanism. It turns out that there is still a residual soul that is not extinguished." Yun Feng sighed.

"Soul-Destroying Blade!" A half-moon-shaped sword light about ten meters appeared in front of him. Yun Feng took a breath and pushed hard. The sword light was pushed out instantly and disappeared between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

"Ang!" A painful dragon roar came faintly, and the hoarse sound made everyone's scalp numb.

"This dragon should have died three thousand years ago!" Yun Feng didn't know what skill he used to detect the clue.

"The final battle of the alliance?" Roland was horrified. The Middle-earth in this world seemed more terrifying than he imagined. He did not believe that a silver dragon, one of the highest combat powers of the dragon clan, would fall in that special time period three thousand years ago. And this dragon definitely did not die well. The dragon scales scattered within several kilometers indicate that this place has experienced a grand dragon-slaying battle!
Chapter completed!