Chapter 116: Go to Falan (1)

In the early morning, Milan City, the largest human city in Longzai Nus continent, woke up from its sleep early.

With the rising sun, the south gate of Milan City suddenly opened. With the rumbling sound that caused the earth to shake, two teams of Eric Min Dragoons rushed out of the south gate. As soon as they crossed the suspension bridge, the two teams of Eric Min Dragoons immediately lined up with swallow wings. The two teams of Eric Min Dragoons were at least two thousand more. The dragon cavalrymen were clearly armoured, and the dragon spear in their hands pointed at the sky, making them indescribable might.

Behind the Eric Min Dragoons, there were two thousand Magino Iron Dragoons. They did not have the speed of the Eric Min Dragoons, but they had the calmness that the Eric Min Dragoons were far from comparable. Even the Iron Dragoons themselves were covered with heavy armor and slowly left the city with the sound of low footsteps, forming two square formations, which were arranged inside the Eric Min Dragoons' swallow-wing formation.

Immediately afterwards, there were 20,000 Royal Guards. The red and black armor symbolizing Milan were bright, and they slowly left the city with strong steps. The Milan City Guards dispatched at least more than 30,000 people to maintain order. The civilians in Milan City could only watch this spectacular scene from a distance.

Under the escort of more than 20,000 elite warriors, the Emperor of the Milan Empire, Silvio Berlusconi sat upright on his chariot and slowly left the city under the custody of his ministers. Beside him were the Marshal of the Empire, Marshal of the Milan Empire, and the Marshal of the Milan Empire, Seidov. With the escorts of these two Purple Star Dragon Cavalry Generals, who could hurt Emperor Silvio?

Following the imperial carriage are twenty ornate carriages. It can be seen from the hexagram pattern on the carriage and the Milan Red Cross shield logo. This is the court magician of the Milan Empire. In the twenty carriages, at least one hundred court magicians followed Emperor Silvio out of the city.

This level of ceremonial warfare, and it was headed by the Emperor of the Empire. It has not appeared in Milan for many years. Countless civilians who received the news came from all directions in the city, wanting to see what exactly could alarm Emperor Silvio himself out of the city.

Ten miles away from the south gate of Milan City, a team of cavalry disproportionately gusts from Milan City were quietly arrayed there. In front of the square formation, three young men were waiting there quietly. On the left, one man was stepping on the eighth-level water-type dragon, and his star blue battle armor shone brightly under the sunlight. The dragon spear in his hand was crossed by the saddle. His waist was straight, under his helmet, and his eyes were flashing with excitement.

A man on the right was wearing the best-class armor of the Milan Empire, the same as the hundreds of warriors behind him. A faint silver light flowed on the armor surface, and behind him was a super heavy sword with a length of two meters. Below was the advanced Eric Min Dragon King, which was a level five monster. It was much better than the ordinary level four Eric Min Dragon, both strong and fast. Compared with the excitement of the young man on the left, his expression seemed extremely calm, and his eyes looked straight ahead and there was no change due to the gradually approaching the royal ceremonial guard of the Milan Empire.

In the center of the two, the most conspicuous place in the entire team was a silver dragon. Even if it was crawling on the ground, it was much taller than the eight-level water-type dragon beside him. The dazzling round scales reflected a series of light under the sunlight. The purple eyes opened and closed, which seemed to cause the magic element fluctuations in the air, causing the sunlight reflected on the body to form layers of slight distortions in the air.

On the back of the silver dragon, a young magician with grace and noble temperament sat upright on it. Although the milky white magic robe was simple, it could not affect his unique elegance. His eyes were very calm, and his expression was different from the excitement of the young man on the left and the coldness of the young man on the right. There was always a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which looked like it was easy to get close to.

Behind these three young men were fifty magicians wearing fiery red robes, and their equipment was exactly the same. The magic wands in their hands were also exactly the same. The top of the long-handled staff was inlaid with red gems the size of an egg. It would never be surprising that such a magic wand appeared. Although the quality was good, it was not considered the best. But it felt completely different when it appeared fifty such magic wands at the same time. Even behind the silver dragon supported by the magic dragon, the five

The waves of fire element formed by the ten magic wands also made a faint red light flash around the bodies of the fifty magicians. The most surprising thing is that these fifty magicians actually sat upright on the back of Eric Minlong. You know, the dragon cavalry has always been only a warrior. Because the magician's body has always been fragile, these fifty magicians were so stable on the back of Eric Minlong. The Eric Minlong under the climax was also extremely tame, and there was nothing wrong with it.

After fifty magicians, there were a total of 450 same armors. The same heavy armor as Ye Hongyan flashed with the unique light of the magic silver. Although only a very small amount of magic silver was mixed in their armor, only such armor could be cast by the great empires like Milan and Landias.

The neat square formation, with a total of more than 500 people, did not make any sound, including the mounts under their strides.

It was Ye Yinzhu who sat upright on the silver dragon. Li Sha had returned to Milan from the extreme northern wasteland three days after they returned. Sidorf's silver dragon partner Asus had already returned to Sidorf. And on both sides of Ye Yinzhu were naturally Olivera and Ye Hongyan, who were carrying the God of Death behind him, ready to go. Although Sidorf told them yesterday that Emperor Silvio would see them off in person today, they did not expect that the team that saw them off would be so large.

In the blink of an eye, under the escort of the dragon cavalry and royal warriors, Emperor Silvio had already come to Ye Yinzhu and the others with the two marshals and imperial officials. In the distance, the city gate was lifted after Emperor Silvio left, and a large number of civilians were watching this huge scene.

Emperor Silvio stopped his imperial carriage, and Silvio slowly walked down from the imperial carriage accompanied by two marshals.

"Go to the dragon." Ye Yinzhu shouted loudly. Olivera, Ye Hongyan, and the Five Hundred Death Warriors beside him, all controlled themselves to sit down the dragon cavalry and crawl down, jumping off the dragon's back. It's strange that after reaching the hands of the Five Hundred Death Warriors, these Eric Minlongs did not go through the conquest process that ordinary dragons needed to go through, and were very tamed in the hands of the Five Hundred Death Warriors.

Among the people, only Ye Yinzhu was still sitting upright on Li Sha's back, because he represented the Silver Dragon City, which cooperated with the Milan Empire.

"Hello, Uncle Silvio." Ye Yinzhu smiled and saluted Emperor Silvio on Li Sha's back.

Silvio looked at Ye Yinzhu deeply, "Yinzhu, I'll ask you this time. This battle is not only related to the honor of the empire, but also to the future of the empire."

Ye Yinzhu nodded and said, "I can."

Silvio's eyes cast from Ye Yinzhu to the Five Hundred Warriors of Death behind him, and said loudly: "Milan Warriors, today, you will embark on a journey. Perhaps for you, this will be the most important battle in your life. For the glory of the empire, I, the Emperor of the empire, ask you to do your best to win the final victory. I promise you that when victory comes, when you return, what awaits you in Milan will be flowers, applause and the highest treatment.

Dare warriors, you are all the elites of the empire and the future of the empire. While victory, I hope to see more of you come back alive. The future of the empire is yours." A hundred palace magicians were neatly arranged behind him. Sylvio's voice came from afar through their amplified magic, and instantly spread throughout the plain. Whether it was the Milan warriors nearby or the civilians far away, they could clearly hear every word the emperor said, and the strong light of honor shone in their eyes.

Oliveira shouted, "Fight for Milan." The god of death 500 shouted at the same time, "Fight for Milan."

The same sentence, the effect of shouting from Oliveira and the Five Hundred Warriors of the God of Death was completely different. Oliveira's voice contained excitement and aura of ready-to-be death, while the Five Hundred Warriors of the God of Death was still so cold and ruthless. But Emperor Silvio clearly felt the murderous aura coming from the Five Hundred Warriors. Looking at Seedov beside him, not only a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.

The Dragoons and the Royal Knights who followed Emperor Silvio the Great shouted three times at the same time, and the sounds rolled up.

A faint light flashed, and a faint divine light appeared in Ye Yinzhu's eyes, "Uncle Silvio, we are going to set off."

Silvio nodded and said, "Master Yuehui."

"I'm here." Yuehui walked out of the crowd surrounded by palace magicians. He was still the costume he had when Ye Yinzhu saw him that day, but at this time Yuehui stepped down, the rider had a special monster. It was a black panther with black hair all over his body and only his eyes were cold yellow crystal. He was more than five meters long and about minus height. His movements were light and silent, but they brought a strong sense of crisis.
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