The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

The black arrow, embedded deep in his chest, caused Kaldor to bleed profusely. The intense pain was unbearable even for a dragon, but Caslo gritted his teeth and pulled the black arrow out.

"Roar!" The dragon's roar was tinged with pain, and a spray of dragon blood splattered out with Caslo's movements. Perhaps in the future, dragon blood grass could grow on this land soaked in dragon blood.

"Are you feeling better?" Caslo looked at his dragon with heartache. The muscles at the wound where the black arrow had been pulled out were now writhing, intertwining and slowly healing. Only the flesh without scales and the surrounding bloodstains proved that he had been injured.

"Much better!" Kaldo spread his wings, turned his head to examine his wing membrane. Luckily, the membrane wasn't torn, otherwise he would be disfigured! He would be rejected by dragon girls in the future.

"That's good! It's time to teach that bastard a lesson!" Caslo narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with murderous intent. Everyone dreams of slaying a dragon, but dragon knights don't! Dare to touch my mount? I'll skin you alive! Caslo was now beyond furious, almost becoming a "ground chicken" (a dragon knight who had lost his mount). After all, no dragon knight had ever heard of re-contracting a dragon after its mount's demise!

Dragons are proud creatures, and their pride does not allow them to share a knight with other dragons! So once a dragon knight's mount dies, that dragon knight is essentially useless.

"It's time to settle the score!" Kaldor's dragon eyes narrowed slightly. After all, he had almost died at the hands of the orcs. Just thinking about how those lowly creatures had almost killed the noble Lord Kaldor with black arrows made Kaldor's heart surge with turmoil. His anger was so great that he almost turned into a fire dragon! If you asked Kaldor what he wanted to do most at this moment, his answer would definitely be this.

Smash those scumbag orcs to death, and then smash every dwarf you see!
It has to be said that the dwarves dug a huge pit for all the dragons of Middle-earth! Of course, the dwarves produced quite a few black arrows during the war between humans and dragons! And a lot of them were lost! Most of them ended up in the hands of a certain old man (I'm talking about you—Sauron the Dark Lord!), which made the Order of the Dragons very happy! There were quite a few dragon riders back then, so why have dragon riders disappeared from Middle-earth now?
The answer, of course, is that the dwarves' black arrows performed a great service! The previously intractable dragon scales were easily broken, and the mighty dragons were conquered by the black arrows! Thus, the war between humans and dragons came to an end. After the war, the dragons began to enter the world's view, and those noble dragons were undoubtedly the best companions for knights! The Dragon Rider Pact was created at this time, and for the first time, humans and dragons turned hostility into friendship!
The days that followed were filled with a long and chaotic war! Under Sauron's influence, those dragon riders became cannon fodder on the front lines! When the last elf dragon rider fell, when the last dwarf dragon rider perished, when the last human dragon rider sacrificed himself…

There are no more dragons on the mainland; all the dragons have gone to the isolated Dragon Island overseas, except for some wild dragons and sub-dragons.

It's hard to judge the merits of Black Arrows, but they're definitely a dragon rider version of Widowmaker! Most of the leaked Black Arrows were taken by so-called warriors to slay dragons, so a large portion of them were destroyed! (After all, even dragons will stop and give them a few turns when they encounter one!)
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"Dragon Rider General... Disgusting!" Uvasa waved his hand, creating a few wisps of cold wind. The soul fire in his eyes flickered faster and faster. After all, the risk of assassinating a Dragon Rider General was absolutely not insignificant! Right now, the dragons don't care about the situation of their people who have come to the Central Plains. If you did this in front of the dragons, your whole family would probably be buried with grass growing at the same height!
Uvasa, utterly disgusted by Caslo and his team, had no choice but to take matters into his own hands. After all, dragons have ridiculously strong regenerative abilities. Hoping that those black arrows would hit Kaldor again by sheer luck? Dream on! Uvasa could tell with his bare hands that the two of them would definitely be on guard against his spatial abilities. After all, he had almost caused this team to fall apart. Even the dumbest person would know to be careful.

"…Destroy those crossbows!" Ravian roared hoarsely. As a qualified military talent, he certainly understood what needed to be done at this moment! The Dragon Riders could not be tied down! A way had to be found to free the Dragon Riders, and the way to free them was simple: just clear out those damned black arrows, and even a god would have to groan before the Dragon Riders!

"Whoosh!" The Bauhinia Knights wielded their flails, leaving a trail of heavy casualties among the orcs. Piles of corpses lay scattered everywhere. Only a few orcs were wounded; the rest had their heads smashed into their necks! There were also pitiful orcs missing half their faces. Where did the rest go? The wielding flails provided the answer!
Compared to the brutal slaughter of the Bauhinia Knights, the centaurs were far more efficient! What does it mean to see rows of fallen heavy centaur lances? Just look at the orcish candied hawthorns above! The centaurs charging into the enemy ranks were like a slicing knife, cleanly clearing a path through the orcs. "Die!" Ravian cleaved a half-orc carrying a black arrow at him with a single sword stroke, speechless. Had this guy been driven mad by a child? Did he think he was a dragon? Didn't he, a dignified knight commander, have any dignity?

"Complete the mission quickly! We're preparing to retreat!" Lavian roared. After all, the heavy cavalry's protection was limited, and if even a few died, that stingy King Roland would hold a grudge against him for life. It was better to play it safe.

"Go!" Caslo patted Kaldo on the back, and carrying the dragon spear, he swooped down diagonally.

"Clang!" A piercing metallic clang rang out, and the gunshot, carrying the momentum of a dragon swooping down, was actually blocked!

"Yo! He's out!" Caslo laughed after taking one look. This was like finding a needle in a haystack! The newcomer was none other than Nine-Ring Uvasa!
"Clang!" Uvasa's Blade of the Dead deflected Caslo's lance with a single strike, then rolled away from his attack range. The next second, a spear shadow and a whip-like tail swept across the spot where Uvasa had just been standing.

"..." Uvasa's gaze sharpened. A dragon knight with rich combat experience was not easy to deal with. At this moment, he had already put in his utmost focus, and the soul fire in his eyes was pulsating violently, clearly indicating that his heart was not at peace.

"You have nowhere to escape! Your sins will be punished!" A soul chain constructed from spiritual power was flung out from the void and aimed straight at Uvasa. It was Yun Feng who had made his move! He had arrived at the edge of the battlefield without anyone noticing.

"Sinners shall be punished!" Caslo and Kaldo exchanged a glance, their massive dragon power compressing wildly. Clearly, the two brutes were in sync, and judging from the sheer force, it was a single-target forbidden spell!

"Void Rift Slash!" Uvasa gritted his teeth and slashed the Blade of the Dead around his body. As a result, space crumpled up like a crumpled plastic bag... Space was collapsing while restoring its own dimensions.

"Not good! Lavian, retreat quickly!" Yun Feng stared wide-eyed at the cavalry unit that was on the path of spatial collapse!

"Retreat!" Ravian screamed like a woman. As a fourth-tier professional, he knew a thing or two. Although he did not possess the power of spatial force, one of the most mysterious forces, he knew that it was truly terrifying!
Damn it, high fever... the whole family of three is sick...