Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 902 884. Dragon’s breath is invalid

 The attackers have a clear division of labor.

 Some of them specialize in using [Thunder Spear] to target the flying dragons and Lothric dragoons in the sky.

 The other part is preparing to take the opportunity to capture the gatehouse on the bridge and occupy a bunker for its own side.

If it is an ordinary enemy, then the Lothrik Dragoons can sweep out a long strip of scorched earth as long as they control the flying dragon to fly from low altitude and spray a puff of fire.

If the enemy is more powerful, then just sweep the air back and forth and burn back and forth.

 Isn’t this the advantage of air versus ground?

　　Fight whenever you want, however you want.

 But something is obviously wrong now. The enemy came at the flying dragon that restrained Lothric from the beginning!

 “Hula~”

The flames breathed out by the flying dragon swept across the long and narrow bridge deck.

Logically speaking, there is nowhere to hide in this kind of terrain.

 But inexplicably, every time the dragoons passed by at low altitude, the attackers did not seem to suffer serious reductions in numbers.

To the attackers below, this sound was as exciting as the sound of nature.

As he watched, the attackers had occupied a gatehouse, killed all the guards on it, and even started to operate the ballistae from it!

Amidst the sound of "swish, swish", the Lothric Dragoons were already in danger.

 Instead, he was just carrying a large sword.

The enemy will not be damaged by the dragon's breath, but every time you fall, you will give the enemy a chance to hurt you.

 This is not right! Something is wrong!

 But even so, the flying dragon's flight speed and turning ability have been seriously damaged.

 “Lothric’s reinforcements are coming! Get ready!”

The sword is a palm wide, and its total length is more than two meters, which is the same size as [turbid current] without adding the Nergigante dragon material.

 Fortunately, the [Thunder Gun] and crossbow arrows had not damaged the main muscles and bones of the wings, so the ability to fly was barely maintained.

 The flying dragon under him had many holes that were directly punched through in its wide wings.

 This is the power of the dragon clan. Even if their bloodline is so thin, their descendants still possess innate power.

The flying dragon also kept making painful wails from its mouth.

The attackers sounded like they were expecting this.

 But as time passed, two other dragon roars also came from the direction of Lothric.

The air that vibrated with the wings made even the people on the bridge feel stuffy.

The two ends were similar to the flying dragons that appeared at the beginning, but were vaguely larger in a circle, flying towards the bridge entering the city.

The costume is very similar to that of the first Lothric Dragoon, except that the owner of the largest flying dragon among them did not use a giant lance and a tower shield.

When Lan En's eyes lowered the height of the two flying dragons, he saw the knight on them.

It's just that unlike [Turbid Current], which emphasizes 'power crushing' from beginning to end and does not pursue sharpness in its combat philosophy, the edge of this big sword is quite thin.

 The projections of [Thunder Gun] are still numerous and stable.

 The dragoons were puzzled on the back of the flying dragon, and at the same time they gradually felt the danger.

The attackers' high morale stalled.

  It is a great sword that combines strength and technology.

 The situation is now in chaos, and almost no one has a complete and clear picture of the situation.

Even the dragoons who were observing the situation from the sky, all they saw was a group of black people running around.

Lan En is already considering whether to ride a unicorn and jump to the top of the gate tower to take a look at the situation.

Although he may have been regarded as an enemy by both the attackers and Lothric because he was too conspicuous, it is still better than being trapped in the chaotic crowd. I don’t know how much better it would be if there was no conflict.

 The moment he had the plan, Lan En immediately started to do it.

He rubbed the magic ring on his finger, and Qilin, who had been told to stay where he was and not be too conspicuous, suddenly no longer had any worries.

The large and drapey rune silk cloth was fluttering in the air, and the agile and swift figure of Qilin had already arrived beside Lan En.

The witcher turned over, took the velvet ball with him from the bridge, and rushed directly to the gate tower.

 Even on the gatehouse, there is no order now.

 The attackers were attacking and killing like crazy.

As long as they are in front of them, they don't care whether they are pilgrims or Lothric soldiers.

 They are racing for time, so they kill anyone who gets in the way.

Of those weak pilgrims, many who were originally on the edge were directly squeezed by the surging crowd and fell out of the edge fence of the bridge.

 Falling towards the abyss and woods below.

 Their dry and dry throats no longer even have the ability to scream.

The flames of the flying dragon have swept over and over several sections of the bridge that were divided by the gatehouses, but the attackers seemed to be immune to the flames.

 After reaching the commanding heights, Lan En immediately began to scan the entire situation and tried to analyze the problem.

 “Who is that? An enemy?”

The flying dragon was flying high in the sky, and the Lothric knight holding a big sword shouted at the dragon cavalry who had been seriously injured by the flying dragon.

The first dragoon to appear looked down: "I'm not sure, Knight Commander! But he fought with the attacker just now and caused a commotion. It was because of that commotion that I was not shot down by the first [Thunder Gun] .”

 Then he is not an enemy. The Lothric knight, known as the ‘Knight Commander’, immediately decided to stay away for a while.

With a "boom", the huge flying dragon lay on the gate tower amidst the flying [thunder guns] and crossbow arrows.

 The long neck tilted its head and opened its mouth to spray flames towards the bridge below, briefly suppressing the enemy's long-range offensive.

 The knight commander of Lothric on the dragon's back took this opportunity to jump down from the dragon's neck.

 He walked up to Lan En carrying the big sword.

“The horse is good.” The voice under the helmet was muffled, but you could still tell that he was a strong man. "It can actually stay calm in front of the flying dragon."

Qilin has seen creatures that are more qualified to be called 'ancient dragons' than this flying dragon.

Lan En complained in his heart, but on the surface, he remained calm.

 “The situation is tense now, my lord.” In order to eliminate possible hostility, Lann used the honorific. "Let's just dispense with the pleasantries."

"Just what I wanted. Please inform me of your identity. At this juncture, you and your excellent horse are in trouble."

With a glance, Lan En confirmed that the Lothric knight in front of him had begun to tighten his grip on the big sword.

If he showed any questionable actions, a fight would probably begin immediately.

 “I’m just a passerby stuck on a bridge, my lord.”

As Lan En spoke, he raised his head while sitting on the horse, and a crossbow arrow was fired almost grazing the silver scattered in front of his forehead.

"I was involved in a premeditated riot attack. I didn't want to be the unlucky guy who was burned to death by Lothric dragons, nor did I want to be a human shield for the attackers who blended into the crowd."

“And if you want to get out as soon as possible, there is actually only one option, isn’t it?”

 Hurry and deal with the group of attackers, and naturally you will be safe.

“That’s very sensible. At this time, it’s hard to find anyone with a clear head. And someone like you can come out, huh.”

The Knight Commander sneered, but in the end he did not hold the sword on his shoulder in front of him.

 He patted the flying dragon behind him, which was lying on the gate tower, using flames to suppress the enemy.

 The flying dragon flapped its wings and immediately took off into the sky.

 Lan En looked calmly at the knight captain who did not take off again with the flying dragon.

"The dragon's breath can't burn them to death, and we can't see what's going on as they pass by in the sky. These soldiers down there are not good soldiers either."

The Knight Commander shook back the crimson cloak on his back and said.

"If we don't figure out what's going on, then our dragons will be purely targets instead of combat effectiveness. This riot will definitely become bigger and longer."

"You look very powerful. At least the two of us can form a temporary team, look behind each other, and kill each other to see up close why those people are not afraid of the dragon's breath."

Lan En has no objection to this. It would be best if this sudden turn of events can be put to an end as soon as possible.

 It’s just that he still has a question.

 “Why don’t you ask your men to come down with you?”

"Dragoons are not that easy to be a 'passer-by'." While answering, the knight commander also mentioned the identity Lan En had just described.

"When the battlefield is in the sky, the battlefield environment that needs to be paid attention to is much more complicated than on the ground. Without the dragoons, the flying dragon is just a target that can be easily deceived."

"According to the drill of the dragoon. Now that I have dismounted the dragon, my dragon will stay at high altitude and will not participate in the battle to suppress the ground. Until I regain my position."

"Any question?"

The knight commander raised his visor and looked at Lan En and asked.

His appearance is in line with Lan En's impression of him. He is a middle-aged man without a beard and looks very strong.

This was not a crowded battlefield, but a skirmish.

 The protective power brought by the visor obviously cannot be compared with the precious field of vision.

The witcher shook his head silently, and at the same time secretly used his seal to communicate with Qilin and Velvet Ball, telling them to stay quiet and not reveal their respective wisdom.

The flannel ball behind Lan En nodded, and then quietly got under the Qilin's wide rune cloth.

 The knight commander of Lothric held up the large sword with one hand.

At the same time, his left hand stroked the sword surface, and suddenly the entire broad sword body began to show a shining appearance.

 It's like there are several light sources installed on the sword.

　　【Miracle·Blessed Weapon】.

If we talk about blessing gems, in the hands of a powerful blacksmith, weapons can undergo qualitative changes.

This spell allows ordinary weapons to temporarily have the property of being 'blessed'.

 It can slightly restore the vitality of the sword wielder and increase the physical strength at the same time.

Lane and the Knight Commander began to take action. The attackers were of good quality, but they were only for ordinary Lothric soldiers.

They can't even deal with a Lothric knight head-on, let alone a knight captain and Lan En.

As the two of them advanced towards the gate, they tried to figure out why this group of attackers had not lost much strength despite being repeatedly washed away by the dragon's breath.

The answer was presented to them faster than they expected.