parentshiftbook Chapter 169 Storybooks are all lies
Chapter 169 Storybooks are all lies
Chapter 169 Storybooks are all lies
The Stone Shield commander's face darkened, and he sneered, "Since that's the case, then let us see for ourselves how you, this knight, can take on a hundred men single-handedly! Guard Division, prepare for melee combat!"
"Clang!" With a synchronized metallic scraping sound, two hundred dwarven heavy cavalrymen simultaneously removed the long-handled warhammers hanging from the sides of the goats' bodies, the heavy hammerheads reflecting a cold glint in the moonlight.
"Charge!" Commander Stone Shield roared, pointing his warhammer forward.
In an instant, two hundred heavily armored cavalrymen started moving at the same time, their heavy hooves sounding like the beating of war drums, causing the ground to tremble slightly.
The silver armor coalesced into a metallic torrent, carrying unparalleled momentum, and crushed towards Maya and Olivia, who stood alone in the middle of the road!
That scene was enough to terrify anyone who had never been in battle.
However, faced with this torrent of steel, Olivia simply yawned lazily.
Then, she leaned her plump body forward slightly and gently stomped her right foot backward.
"boom!"
The solid official road paved with thick bluestone slabs beneath her feet was as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, instantly cracking inch by inch, forming a large pit several meters in diameter!
Olivia herself, using the terrifying recoil, was like a red cannonball fired from a gun, accompanied by a shriek that tore through the air, as she forcefully crashed into the surging torrent of steel.
With a loud "bang," she charged into the cavalry formation.
There was no fancy magic, no ingenious moves; she used the simplest and purest violence!
Olivia broke through the phalanx of heavy cavalry with a single charge; wherever she went, men and sheep fell to the ground, and more than ten knights instantly collapsed unconscious.
Then she returned to the center of the battle formation, casually waved her hand, and easily sent the armored black goat flying along with the knight on its back.
However, she kept in mind Leon's instructions to avoid causing the death of the dwarf knight as much as possible before the truth was revealed.
Her seemingly casual swings only landed on the black goats. The knights on the goats' backs were thrown off when their mounts died and fell to the ground, crashing into the ground or their companions, and were temporarily rendered unable to fight.
The sounds of bones cracking, the grating of metal armor twisting, the knights' cries of alarm, and the mournful bleating of black goats mingled together, instantly replacing the previous rhythmic hoofbeats of the charge.
This scene horrified both Bronzebeard, who was driving the chariot, and Stone Shield, the commander who was working hard to reorganize the troops!
Commander Stone Shield stared in disbelief at the red figure moving through the ranks as if it were nothing, exclaiming, "That—that little girl from the Deer Horn Clan—how could she be so ferocious?"
Although Bronzebeard knew that Olivia was a dragon, his knowledge of dragons mostly came from stories full of heroic dragon-slaying tales and the songs of bards.
Seeing this terrifying power far beyond his imagination with his own eyes, he suddenly realized that the dwarf heroes who fought against evil dragons in stories and poems were probably just fairy tales imagined by authors and bards.
He now clearly realized that a true dragon was not something an ordinary soldier could defeat.
The battle was one-sided from the very beginning.
When Sandramea's petite figure, dragging her warhammer and shield, charged into the chaotic battle formation like a silver meteor.
In just a dozen breaths, Olivia had torn a huge gap in the well-organized heavy cavalry formation.
At least forty or fifty black goats collapsed in bizarre positions by the roadside, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and died.
Maya's warhammer was not aimed at the knight either, but instead smashed hard into the head of a black goat that was trying to ram her.
With a muffled thud, the burly goat collapsed to the ground without even uttering a sound, blood gushing from its mouth and nose, and the knight on its back was thrown off.
Finally, after Maya breathlessly knocked down the tenth black goat, she looked around and found that there wasn't a single enemy left standing on the battlefield.
On the wide official road, unconscious dwarf knights lay scattered about, along with black goats, many dead and a few wounded, bleating mournfully. The thick stench of blood permeated the air.
Olivia dusted off non-existent dust from her hands and ended the fight.
Her red, vertical pupils stared intently at the plump black goat carcasses, her throat involuntarily bobbing, and a glistening drop of saliva uncontrollably trickled down the corner of her mouth.
Li Ang, who had been closely monitoring the battlefield, immediately jumped off the carriage, strode to her side, and whispered, "Miss Olivia, you wouldn't be thinking of—starting your meal right here, would you?"
Olivia turned her head, looking completely matter-of-fact: "Why not? Captain, look, so many sheep, enough for a delicious meal." Her eyes shone brighter as she looked at the food scattered on the ground.
Looking at her drooling mouth, Li Ang felt a headache coming on. He tried to persuade her, "Eating raw is unhygienic and lacks class. Why don't we pack a few of the fattest ones, take them to Ironforge, and have the best chef roast them until they're crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, then sprinkle them with spices before eating? That tastes—"
"I can't wait, Captain," Olivia interrupted him, sniffing the air; the strong smell of blood in the air was an irresistible temptation for her.
"I want to eat right now!" she said, bending down to reach for the nearest goat carcass.
Seeing the increasingly surging "waterfall" of tears at the corners of her mouth, Li Ang knew that reasoning with her was useless. Helpless, he leaned close to Olivia's ear and whispered a few words quickly in a very low voice.
Olivia's expression instantly became incredibly complex, first confusion, then astonishment, followed by a bluish-white complexion as if she were conjuring up some extremely unpleasant image, and finally her entire face scrunched up, revealing an expression that was a mixture of disgust and repulsion.
She sat up abruptly, shook her head violently as if trying to shake off some terrible image from her mind, and then said to Li Ang in a muffled voice, "Okay—alright, Captain, I'll listen to you—then—I won't eat for now."
She paused, then pointed to the carcasses of several of the fattest-looking black goats.
"Load these up, let's go to Ironforge—roast them and then eat them."
Seeing that Olivia had finally been persuaded, Li Ang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called Nelson and several male team members to move the selected black goat carcasses onto the luggage rack at the back of the carriage.
Seeing this, Maya, though not understanding what Leon had said to make the gluttonous Olivia change her mind so instantly, was in a very good mood. So, shouldering her blood-stained warhammer, she addressed the terrified, struggling soldiers who were now struggling to their feet, and declared loudly: "Go back and tell my father, and his chief advisor, my uncle, Grom Maxwell, I, Sandra Maya, have returned with my ten knights! The Iron Throne, I've decided to claim it!"