Chapter 1769: Dying dragon

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The smell of beef broth wafted from the town, and it unknowingly arrived in the afternoon. Because there was no fighting and the troops were in a rest period, it was early in the afternoon. Freed inspected the army while discussing the next move with the demon mage.
Little devil mage Donovan said: "The original plan to capture Midgat was to hope that this place would serve as a transit station for our eastward strategy and also undertake some supply tasks. However, after the natural disaster, a huge meteorite fell to the north More than 400 kilometers of desert, this disaster currently interrupts our logistical route with the West Coast and also causes great damage to Midgat. Now the effects of the disaster are still spreading, and earthquakes, frost, and plague will all follow. I am afraid that Gat is no longer qualified for the previous strategic positioning."
Fried nodded and listened quietly to her.
Donovan continued: "The strategic fulcrum of the desert transfer station must not be lost, otherwise our logistics front will be stretched too long and become very fragile. The situation of the army's eastward expedition will become a thread. Kite, the higher the kite is flying, the more easily the line that holds the kite breaks."
Freed nodded again: "I fully agree with what you said, and this is what I am worried about. I have been thinking about this issue recently. I want Midgart's status as the pivot of the Eastward Expedition, only Expand the scale of the war here. The Rhineland and Storm Kingdom are very hostile to our royal army. The messengers I sent before were killed by them. These two regimes must be resolved. But in this way, expand here. The war is in conflict with my previous plan. I am more worried that the battle situation will continue to expand here and eventually become an out-of-control war. In addition, the scale of the disaster on the north side needs to be evaluated. If the logistics line along the edge of the desert on the north side cannot be cleared, then Only new logistics channels can be opened. If the logistics supply is sent here by way of opening the city, the cost is huge, and the feasibility is too low. The risks and the construction time period are not within my acceptance range. Within. The only feasible way is to start with the country of hills, Capitolis. This time I have not heard from you about the specifics of your country.
Donovan said: "This is exactly what I want to say. This time I went to visit the country of the hill with Abz. The host of the country of the hill was very enthusiastic about our hospitality, and the signing process of the agreement was also very smooth. Is such that……"
Freed was quite surprised when she heard her say: "Oh? Isn't the Hill Country not a bit wary of the rise of the royal army on the West Coast?"
Donovan said: "That's not true. But from what I understand, the country of the hills is very at ease with their natural geographical advantages, and they are not very worried that an enemy can invade from the northern border. When he came to the local officials, the sudden appearance of Wang Quanjun was doubtful, but he did not have to be the enemy of us. Moreover, the time when the marshal sent us to visit was very timely, and the signing of the agreement eased the many officials of the hill country. Guess that they have shown a very friendly attitude towards the Tijie peace agreement, and they hope Abz will be a guest there for a long time. Of course, some officials have expressed concern about our sudden appearance."
Fried thought: "It is normal to have worries. The friendly attitude of the owner of the hill country is a bit beyond my expectations. Donovan, do you think if our supplies pass through the hill country, are they willing Let go?"
"It depends on how to talk, but I think it is not impossible." Donovan said: "A few conversations at the banquet made me understand that they are far more prepared for storm defense than they are wary of the north west coast. In the history of the country, the vast majority of the territory of the country of the hill was once part of the country of the storm. The country of the hill rose in the decline of the country of the storm. They fear that the country of the storm will return to the hill one day. The country counterattacks, so they are very cautious. However, their internal political environment is very complicated. There are some high-level military and political personnel, including the royal family, and they have a very close relationship with the storm country. As for the power of this group of people, I am not It’s clear, but according to my estimation, this group of people can’t be weak.

Fried was keenly aware of the meaning of Donovan’s discourse: "Do you mean that the owner of the hill country intends to use external forces to suppress the power of those officials in the pro-storm country?"
Donovan said: "Because the stay is not long, I am not sure if this is the case. But the friendly attitude of the host of the hill really surprised me, and I released it without knowing much about us. This kindness made me have to have more associations. Now the Devil Abbots is there as a guest, collecting information by the way, but this is not what he is good at, I think we should send more professional people to visit the hills Country."
"Well, I will write to Genesis Island immediately and let the people in the island do it."
Donovan Suddenly worried: "Did the deputy marshal still have no news?"
Fried looked at the scorched earth ruins nearby and shook his head: "I have been searching for Berwick's whereabouts these days, and there is no news until now. I am most worried that he will fall into the hands of the enemy."
At this moment, Falatin hurried from the street.
Donovan knew that there must be something important in coming so urgently and asked the marshal: "What's the matter?"
Falatin reported: "Marshal, found the guardian of the deputy marshal-Holy Flame Golden Dragon in the mountain stream 40 miles to the west!"
Forty-three miles away from the west, a large mountain stream formed by floods, the water in the mountain stream is not large, the water is gurgling, but there is a mountain wall burnt into scorched earth. Fried came with his guards and the two teams of guards. It was already dark at this time, and the haze in the atmosphere was so low that the light of the stars and moon could not be seen. Several people lit the torches, lifted the copper lamps, and saw the gloomy golden current flashing in the mountain stream, a burning heat wave blowing from the bottom of the stream, which brought a few points to the cold night near zero Warmth.
There is a heavy breathing sound below, which can be heard as the dragon's breathing. Based on the dragon's perception ability, the Holy Flame Golden Dragon will not fail to notice their arrival, but there is no reaction below.
An officer said: "When we discovered it during the day, we saw that it was seriously injured, and we were lying in the river below, soaking it as if we couldn't move. We didn't dare to get close to it and immediately went back to report it."
Someone was curious and asked: "Why is it staying here? Why not go back to the camp or stay in a more comfortable place, it should be able to find the camp, it's cold and humid..."
Donovan said: "I heard that before the death came, the dragon would find a place where no one could find it and die alone. It is said that because of the arrogance in their hearts, they did not want other people to see them coming. Weakness before death. The holy flame golden dragon will stay here, it should be its strength to find a better place."
"You mean it is dying?!"
Everyone has heard a lot of legends about the dragons, and has never witnessed the death of the dragons, let alone them. Not many people have seen them since ancient times.
Freed cared: "You didn't find the deputy marshal?"
Scout Cavalry said: "When the few of us stayed here, we patrolled a few laps within a three-kilometer radius and did not see the deputy marshal."
"What about the dragon?" Freed knew that if Berwick was still alive, he wouldn't be able to stay here with his guardian, but if he died at the expense of the war or was brought here by the Golden Dragon, he would be seriously injured. It may stay with Jinlong.
The Scout said: "We didn't dare to get too close without finding the deputy marshal. As soon as we approached the dragon, it would yell at us, I think it was warning us."
The flame on the torch was lifted by the strong cold wind, and Fried said to everyone: "I will go down and see, you are waiting for me on the top, it is best to move away, just in case."
After the crowd retreated, Freed raised a copper lamp to climb the cliff and climbed carefully. The reason why he didn't jump directly is that he is afraid to provoke the dragon's anger, especially the injured dragon, whose emotions are more difficult to control.
As soon as it went, the wind was stronger, and Fried jumped a few briskly on the cliff, and soon saw the huge dragon body illuminated by the edge of the crystal lamp. It stands to reason that at such a short distance, unless it is the owner of the dragon, even if the Holy Flame Golden Dragon knows Freed, it will not allow others to easily enter the range so close to it, but now it still has no sense of precaution. Freed frowned, and it seemed that the Holy Flame Golden Dragon was really badly wounded, and had reached the dying edge, and he had no power of self-defense.
The dragon snarled and warned those who tried to approach it not to come any closer, but the voice was too weak, too weak to be dignified. Its golden scales became dim, no longer as shiny as before, and the yellow current occasionally beating on the scales proved that it was not dead, but this weak current, as it gradually dissipated, the life in the final pulsation .
Fried jumped on it, searching under the wings of the holy flame golden dragon, under the claw fins, and found no traces related to Berwick, who was not here. Holy Flame Golden Dragon was very indignant at Freed's behavior, but also very helpless. I am afraid that it had never experienced such a helplessness when any outsider made such an offensive move on it.
Freed sighed, and jumped on the dragon again, and saw the large and small lacerations, burns, and corruptions on the Golden Dragon, and one of its wings was broken. The hard and heavy golden scales did not know how much they flake off. It looks pitted, patchy, and some wounds are so deep that they can see bones, and even the internal organs that are still beating in the chest. The icy river was blocked by its body and flowed past it, taking away a lot of its blood, so that it would not be long before it would become a dragon corpse in the deep stream of the valley.
Freed walked from the shoulder of the dragon to the head of the dragon, and the light array that shook the contract in front of him hit the dragon's forehead. The dragon became more and more angry. It raised its neck and made a real roar, and then a strong mark of life contract appeared on the head of the dragon, flicking the array of Fried's contract.
Freed closed up and felt relieved in his heart that Deputy Marshal Berwick was still alive, and the Holy Flame Golden Dragon was not yet an unowned dragon. He flew out of the river and asked the officer: "Is there a veterinarian in the army who can heal the dragon?"
Everyone was silent, obviously ignorant. Falatin said: "This needs to be asked."
Fried said: "Whether or not, after returning, call some doctors to see if you can cure the holy flame golden dragon. Berwick should be alive, but the situation is not optimistic, he may be captured by the enemy."
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