As the elven rangers with the best eyesight, Sasha and Falstead's griffins were also flying at the front.
Less than 20 meters behind Sasha, Duque glanced at the other griffin riders and saw that the other dwarves had also noticed the two dragons.
Without even needing the horn, the dwarven riders immediately adjusted their formation and spread out. On the left and right, two teams of six griffins quickly moved forward, overtaking the other griffins in the center.
The dwarves followed the established strategy and began to protect important guests like Duque.
In the distance, the two dragons also moved in a strategic manner. For some reason, the movements of these two dragons reminded Duque of the two-plane formations commonly used in modern aerial battles.
The larger one flew to a higher position and then flew away from its companion.
Duque immediately realized what this giant beast wanted to do.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that griffins and dragons had a limit. Griffins could still use tactics to counteract the red dragon's racial advantage against a young red dragon. Once the red dragon rose to the level of a young dragon, apart from Kudran's griffin king, no griffins could keep up with the young dragon's movements.
It was just like how the Griffin was a propeller biplane from World War I. If it was up against a more advanced propeller monoplane, it might be able to put up a fight, but against a fifth-generation jet plane, it was just a joke.
The dragon didn't climb because it was afraid of the griffins.
On the contrary, it was because the dragon was too fast. If it rushed at it, it might miss.
But if the dragon occupied the sky, it would be a completely different story. Diving down from the sky, the slower party wouldn't be able to avoid a high-speed dive no matter what they did.
The dragon used the sky as a jar, put the griffins and the passengers in the middle, and then caught them like turtles in a jar.
"These two are experienced riders!" Falstead shouted excitedly. "The one who climbs is especially good! This will be a glorious battle! "
Glorious my ass. Didn't they say to put down the passengers first?
At this moment, Sasha felt like strangling Falstead to death. Damn dwarf knights. Once their blood boiled, they couldn't care about anything else.
According to human legends, dwarves were born from rocks.
Of course, this legend had no basis, but it could also describe the stubbornness of the dwarves. Once he made up his mind, he would not change his mind no matter what.
There were less than twenty breaths before they would enter battle mode. Sasha was so anxious that she was cursing out loud.
Hmm, apart from Lilas, that expressionless and cold ghost, the other three Windrunner sisters all had very pleasant voices. Even though Sasha was scolding people now, it still felt like an oriole was singing. Falstead ignored all of them and actually carried the guests to charge forward.
At that moment, Falstead suddenly heard the sound of his own horn from twenty meters away.
"Wu! Wu — wu! "
One short, one long, one short.
Huh? Wasn't that their squadron leader's signal to retreat?
"Wu — Wu — Wu —"
Three long.
This was an order for everyone to retreat together and prioritize protecting the important 'goods'.
The strong wind brought about by the high-speed flight made people's shouts almost inaudible. Only the sound of the horn was slightly clearer. The night also made it difficult for the other griffin knights to see Falstead's movements clearly. The dwarven knights were highly disciplined, so they chose to follow orders unconditionally.
Falstead blew his beard and glared. Only then did he realize that Sasha had touched his horn and given the command without permission. Furthermore, the sound of the horn was right!
"Hehe!" Sasha raised the horn with one hand proudly. "Luckily, Duque gave me a brocade pouch before we set off. He told me to open it when you didn't listen to orders. Send an order from the Alliance's deputy commander, Duke Marcus. He orders you, Falstead Dragoncatcher, to immediately descend the griffin. Otherwise, he will have Sir Kudran Wildhammer forbid you from ever flying again."
Falstead was not afraid of anything. He was only afraid that he would not be allowed to fly again. The Wildhammer knights who soared in the sky were not afraid of dying in the sky, but dying helplessly on their sickbeds. This time, Duque had really caught him at his Achilles' heel.
Falstead knew that the situation was not good, but he could only give up on fighting the dragon.
"Damn it! If the dragon charges down like this, half of us will die! When that happens, you, the deputy commander, will have to take full responsibility! "
"I don't care! Carry out the order! " Sasha also understood that if she chose to retreat in this situation, it would only give the dragon a chance to take them down one by one. But some things were just like that. After going through the test of life and death, Sasha had an unprecedented feeling in her heart. That was unconditional trust in Duque.
The fear of wandering in front of the gates to Purgatory, the joy of narrowly escaping death, and the feeling of peace and warmth had long been deeply imprinted in the depths of Sasha's soul.
She believed that she would never forget this complicated feeling for the rest of her life.
I don't care if others believe it or not, I do.
In the end, the dwarven griffin squadron, which never backed down, actually ran away.
This was out of the dragon's expectations, and also made the two red dragons extremely happy.
Because after giving up on speed and speed, these griffins were no different from helpless chicks in the eyes of humans.
Suddenly breaking through the dense clouds, the ruler of the sky — the dragon, with unparalleled dominance, proudly descended from the sky.
Close!
Even closer!
In less than thirty breaths, they would be able to tear these annoying birds with little claws into pieces and scatter them in the air.
Very suddenly, the two dragons felt that they were seeing things for a moment.
Huh? Why are there so many griffins?
Immediately, the dragons realized that it wasn't an illusion. The griffins swayed a few times, and instantly, a large group of griffins appeared. Not just a dozen, but more than a hundred.
Not just the dragons, but even the griffins themselves were shocked by the additional "companions", and let out sharp cries. The knights had a slight headache, but they comforted their mounts.
The dragons were dumbfounded. The younger dragon attacked first.
It dove down, and with lightning speed, used its sharp claws to grab a griffin. Unexpectedly, not only did the griffin not feel any flesh being cut, it exploded instead.
"Bam!" The explosion didn't cause any damage, but it scared the dragon.
Yes, this was a classic case of the other party not wanting to talk to you, so he threw a self-destructing griffin at you.
Unexpectedly, after one was blown up, more griffins flew out from the front.
The older, more experienced, and more powerful dragon realized that this was a so-called illusion. It tried to determine whether the griffins were real from the sound they made when they flew.
It failed!
It was shocked to find that the hundred griffins actually made the sound of the wind breaking. The airwaves caused by high-speed flying could not be faked.
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