Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 236: Battle of Melting Gold
The black mercenary leaped hard, and the dragon-hunting crossbow he had just operated exploded in a golden-red flame. Sawdust with burning sparks flew out, causing harm to many unarmored soldiers.

Dense arrows flew into the air, mixed with spears and large crossbows, but these could not hurt the adult dragon at all. They could not even hurt the dragon's wing membrane. The seemingly fragile membrane was actually very tough, especially as time passed. The wing membrane of an old dragon was difficult for mortals to hurt except for its own kind.

The black mercenary tried to escape the range of the dragon flames, but Menghuo's dragon flames seemed to have no end. The spears fired by the crossbows behind him collided with the high-altitude old dragon, and could only collapse after leaving a barely visible mark. The endless dragon flames spread all the way and swallowed the screaming black mercenary in one gulp.

The soldiers in the phalanx panicked.

What's going on? Didn't they say the enemy is coming from the front? Didn't they say our crossbows and bows can resist the dragon? What the hell is this?

However, it only took a short moment from the time the two giant dragons swooped down from the sky to the time two endless streams of dragon flames passed through the gaps between the three formations.

The dragon-hunting ballistas provided by Salesh were almost reduced to ashes, and one dragon-hunting ballista was still firing its last spear in vain.

It really hits.

The spear hit the part where Menghuo's neck and wings met, causing the old dragon to tilt its head slightly. The huge spear embedded itself into the old dragon's hard scales, but did not cause any damage, which made the old dragon angry for the first time in a long time.

Even Darren understood the meaning behind Menghuo's roar.

"How dare you. How dare you. Burn. Burn!"

The old dragon no longer controlled his dragon flame. The red-gold dragon flame suddenly expanded again, and it was several times thicker than the previous fire column. The thick fire column turned and rushed straight towards the square formation of the Golden Hammer Legion.

Cendros suddenly stopped the dragon flame, but it did not let the enemy go.

But to make way for the third dragon to arrive.

Blue-grey flames stretched out from the rear, plowing through the middle of the huge square formation behind the palace. The people in the flames screamed and tried to escape from the range of the dragon flames, but they could only watch their bodies crumble into ashes in the flames.

The blazing dragon flame spread from the back to the phalanx in the front, colliding with Dream Fire's dragon flame and blasting the phalanx where the Golden Hammer Corps was located in the middle into pieces.

There were flames everywhere. The war horses had long been frightened mad by the smell of the dragon. Some of them shook off their riders and left them to be trampled by the horses and burned to death by the flames. Some were directly burned into a shapeless pile of charcoal by the flames.

The same was true for the elephants. Robert's war elephants collapsed to the ground the moment the dragon appeared. The elephants farther away fled like crazy, trampling their own square formations. One war elephant even directly hit Robert's sitting elephant. His war elephant tried to fight back with its steel-mounted tusks, but for some reason it couldn't turn around as flexibly as before, and could only let the war elephant that rushed into the sea of ​​fire trample on its lower body and run away.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Robert's army was completely enveloped in flames. In the smoke, all the phalanxes collapsed, and warriors covered in flames were everywhere. The soldiers in heavy armor could not escape at all. The heavy armor that was supposed to protect them now became their purgatory. The red-hot iron armor burned by the high temperature made its owner scream inhumanly, and the melted gold flowed on the red armor like a spring.

The Knights of the Iron Throne moved.

Two torrents of steel moved slowly from the high ground, and the loud sound of horns spread across the open wilderness.

Robert wanted to say something in fear, but the throat protection burned red by the high temperature prevented him from speaking. Centrolos chased the elephants that were running away in fear like a cat teasing a mouse. He saw with his own eyes the dark green dragon smashing the head of a war elephant with its tail club, and also saw the dragon effortlessly grabbing a war elephant and throwing it into the sky. Then the pale green dragon flame swept past, and the elephant's wailing stopped abruptly as an irregular piece of coke fell to the ground.

Also taken away were the people who were screaming in the midst of the trampling and dragon flames.

Now, the dark green dragon was targeting him and his war elephant.

"Hurry, get the war elephant up, quick!" Robert tore off his throat protection, grabbed the thin clothes of the elephant slave and roared: "Otherwise we will all die!"

"Captain, it's not that I don't want to," the elephant slave raised his whip with tears in his eyes, "The elephant is disobedient. I have tried every method but cannot control it."

"Waste!" Robert pushed the elephant slave off the elephant and whipped the war elephant. "Move faster! Move faster!" But the war elephant only responded with bursts of wailing.

It was not until this time that Robert discovered that the leg of his war elephant was broken and the silk elephant coat was burning in the flames. It was a luxury for the elephant to escape like his companions.

Then he saw the last scene of his life.

Centrolos fell down suddenly, and the huge dragon claws grew bigger and bigger in Robert's horrified eyes.

"Mercy! Mercy! Mercy!"

Before Robert's voice fell, Sendros's huge dragon claws grabbed the guy in the sexy golden armor, just like a person grabbing an ant.

Robert only felt the rough dragon claw grabbing him at that moment, his internal organs were trembling, his breathing seemed to be stopped by something, he could even hear the sound of his bones breaking.

Sendroth flew straight up into the sky, loosened his claws, lowered his head, and swooped down. A small mouthful of pale green dragon flame wrapped around Robert. He opened his dragon mouth, took the pale green dragon flame into his mouth, and chewed it hard.

"Cendroth, spit it out, it's dirty!" Dan lay on the dragon saddle tightly and shouted in High Valyrian. Cendroth spit out the contents in his mouth with some disgust, letting it fall on the war elephant that had been ignited by the flames.

As if he felt the elephant's wailing was too unpleasant, Centros breathed out a breath of dragon flame to let the elephant rest in peace before taking off again.

The cavalry of the Iron Throne finally arrived at the battlefield. They looked at the enemy formation that had been torn apart by dragon flames. All the cavalry took off the blinders and earmuffs of their horses at the same time. Living with the dragon day and night made their horses no longer so afraid of the dragon's smell.

The knights of the Iron Throne launched the most successful charge of their lives.

Spears pierced the burning figures, swords cut off the heads of the fleeing people, and horses ran over the shattered crowds.

There was also a field of melted gold.

(End of this chapter)