Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 51 Stealing a Home
Following Leon's roar, the orcs who had been eager to try took the lead and rushed towards the human team, waving their weapons, without fear of life or death.

Compared to the orcs' disorderly charge, the hobgoblins have strategic thinking, strict tactics and discipline, and can execute complex battle plans under the guidance of a strategically minded leader.

Under the command of the hobgoblin warlord, the expendable and unreliable ogres and bear goblins charged just as fast as the orcs. The goblins with spears were driven to the front line, accompanied by a hobgoblin with a machete supervising the battle and killing deserters. The last two teams of hobgoblin warriors just shot arrows from a distance.

The hobgoblin warlord and the orc leader are completely two extremes. One charges at the front, fearing that he will be too slow and miss the chance to kill people, while the other stays in the rear giving orders and is not very interested in charging into battle.

At the same time, for a large army that is marching in a long line, an ambush is a very deadly thing, which means that your auxiliary troops and long-range troops are all exposed to the enemy. But for a team of only a few dozen people, there is no ambush at all, at most it is just a small accident.

There were actually orcs and hobgoblins, which did cause some shock to the human team, but that was all. Everyone quickly calmed down. It was not that they did not have the strength to fight, and it was not certain who would win or lose, but they could no longer be sure of victory.

A legendary ranger can defeat an orc army with just one combo. A half-elf ranger is a little far from being a legendary, but he is also a high-level ranger. It is easy for him to kill a little orc with one arrow.

With the help of the female wizard's acceleration spell, the half-elf ranger and the militia deputy captain worked together to harvest the lives of orcs like mowing grass. Unfortunately, even so, it was still difficult to cause effective damage to the orc leader who was wearing full plate armor and a large iron shield.

The one who faced the orc leader was the captain of the militia. Although he lost one hand, he was still strong. He relied on his agility to fight against the orc leader and did not lose to him. The orc leader hit him with a hammer and I hit him with a sword, and the fight was going on.

In any case, we cannot let the orc leader start a massacre of ordinary militiamen, otherwise it is possible that he will kill one person with one hammer.

The human warrior was on the other side, facing the ogres and bugbears, feeling a little irritated. He wore plate armor when he needed mobility the most to fight the red dragon, but now he changed into mail armor when he needed defense the most. Otherwise, if he had plate armor now, he would have the courage to fight ten of them alone.

The rain of arrows thrown by the two teams of hobgoblin warriors caused a lot of trouble to the human team, but it was difficult to cause effective damage because the priest in the human team was particularly good at healing spells, and the group healing mantra seemed to be free.

Lyon did not take any action. He squatted halfway up the mountain, looking down at the chaos below.

The orcs were being killed by two half-elf rangers, their numbers were decreasing rapidly, and their morale began to waver. The goblins had been defeated by the militia, but fortunately there was a big goblin supervising the battle to help. The bugbears looked ferocious, but they became cowardly once they were hurt. The ogre's giant club hit the militia's head, and even the priest couldn't save him...

If they continue like this, it is only a matter of time before the human team wins.

"Hurry up." Leon roared at the earth elf who had been shooting arrows outside. He found that the young female monk was standing in front of the javelin crossbow, which was aiming at him.

Although it was not the most appropriate time, the red dragon had his life left, so the hobgoblin warlord could only order a large group of hobgoblins to charge, not daring to conserve his strength.

As the hobgoblins rushed forward, the human team was briefly shaken, but soon stabilized.

The human warrior killed a goblin and taunted Leon who was still standing halfway up the mountain: "Is it possible for you to just send your men to fight? Are you that afraid of death?"

"I'm not afraid of death." Leon slowly raised his head and looked at the scenery outside the forest in the distance, and said slowly: "You said, you are fighting here now, how about I go to your village?"

In order to win the golden finger reward, Leon was originally prepared to actively attack the human village and fight there. It didn't matter even if he lost in the end, because the village would not benefit either. This is what is called putting the battlefield in the enemy's territory.

Who would have thought that the adventurers could actually convince that village to send people to help them fight him... Well, for the village, how could they allow others to sleep beside their bed? And they didn't know that he was not a normal red dragon. A normal red dragon would never be willing to lose its nest even for a copper coin, but he could abandon his nest at any time.

It really came to him suddenly. If he took advantage of the fact that all the militiamen guarding the village entered the forest to attack him, and he ran to destroy the human village, without the human village, would he be considered to have obtained the ownership of this forest and territory, and then get the golden finger reward.

In any case, the human team came prepared, and even had javelins and crossbows pushed over. Why did he have to fight back and follow the enemy's rhythm? Couldn't he drag the enemy into his rhythm?

Without him, those orcs and hobgoblins would have been beaten very badly, and they would have to be compensated afterwards... But since he was heading towards the village, those humans definitely wouldn't dare to fight, which to some extent relieved the pressure on the orcs and hobgoblins.

"What did you say?"

"you dare!"

"Stop him quickly."

"We're going back."

After hearing what Leon said, the human team suddenly became chaotic, and the militia captain was furious.

"Goodbye." Leon smiled and ignored the threats and curses. He lightly kicked his legs and jumped down the mountainside. He spread his wings and glided for a distance. After discovering that the javelin crossbow was aimed at him, he flapped his wings violently to climb higher and headed towards the human village outside the forest.

You are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. Seeing the red dragon disappear in the sky, the human team completely lost their will to fight.

No matter how the battle goes on the battlefield, it may not be easy for the orcs and the hobgoblins to get back some ground. Lyon relied on flying to easily appear above the quiet human village, and after circling, he landed on the open space in the center of the human village.

Screams, shouts...

"what!"

"The dragon is coming."

"Run."

"The captain didn't kill it. Did we lose?"

"Little Potato, hide quickly."

Leon looked at the crowd that was in turmoil because of his appearance, raised his hand to summon his sword, and mercilessly killed a villager who dared to wave a weapon at him, scaring another villager who was holding a pitchfork so much that he dropped it and ran away.

At this point, Leon still could not accept the massacre of the unarmed old, weak, sick and young. He really couldn't bear it, because his soul was that of a human being. He believed that massacre was a very bad thing, but anyone who dared to take up arms was a warrior, and he must be given the respect a warrior deserves, which was death.

"So listen to me, people—" Leon said loudly as he slaughtered anyone who dared to draw his sword against him, regardless of gender, age or youth, and knocked down the houses that were weak under his powerful strength, "It's not too late to run now. I won't kill you. The only result of resisting is death."

"Let's go, everyone, let's go."

"From this side."

"Don't bring anything."

After Leon finished speaking, he concentrated on running the village, even though it was obviously the village chief's people who were organizing the villagers to evacuate. He was only distracted when he found someone trying to fight back. And because all the powerful warriors in the village had gone out, the remaining people had no way to cause him any harm.

He flipped the roof off with a slap, knocked over the animal pen with his tail, and ate the escaped chicken in one bite, and Leon vented his destructive desire in the village without restraint.

As a big move, Samadhi True Fire consumes too much mana, so Leon dare not use it casually, but it is not difficult to find a fire source in a village.

Lyon quickly found the source of the fire and set fire to a wooden hut. The dry firewood and thatch burned quickly, and the flames greedily licked everything combustible.

The flames spread rapidly, like a living monster, climbing along the wooden beams and fences of the house.

The fire, fanned by the wind, quickly spread to other houses, jumping from one room to another, spreading to the watchtowers and the fence surrounding the village, and spreading throughout the village.

As the flames continued to burn, the wooden structures of the houses began to crackle and pop. The walls twisted and buckled under the heat, and finally collapsed with a loud bang, sending up showers of sparks and ash. Even the sturdy stone houses were not spared, with doors and windows engulfed by flames, and the furniture and decorations inside turned to ash.

The entire village was on fire. The villagers fled their homes in panic, their faces distorted and desperate in the light of the fire.

Elderly people, women and children, supported by young people, fled along the path, looking back from time to time at the place they once called home, which was now ruthlessly destroyed by flames.

The only thing that felt unreal was that the red dragon really didn't attack anyone.

As a red dragon with fire resistance, Leon was standing in the blazing fire and the red smoke, feeling unprecedentedly refreshed.

The village was completely destroyed.

Lyon closed his eyes and rested in the flames when he heard a familiar ding-dong sound.

"My territory is my calling - claim ownership of a territory to maximize safety and plentiful prey."

"Advanced reward: Life-claiming Sanskrit sound."

(End of this chapter)