Eric rode the giant frost dragon Frost Ning majestically to the Cast Iron Pass. At a command, Frost Ning raised his head and breathed out dragon breath.
I saw streams of ice-blue dragon breath spraying towards the defensive magic set up by the sky wizard. Ripples immediately appeared on the magic, like a calm lake with a huge rock thrown into it, spreading out in all directions.
However, this solid defensive magic was difficult to break for a while.
Seeing this, Eric immediately used the power of a knight to bestow tremendous strength on Frost Ning.
Instantly, the dragon breath from Frost Condensation's mouth doubled in power, crashing into the defensive magic like a surging wave of ice. The two sky mages in charge of defense, seeing the situation was dire and unable to withstand such a powerful attack, hurriedly directed the dragon breath to both sides of the Cast Iron Gate.
With a deafening roar, the hills on both sides were razed to the ground in an instant, and the two sky mages were exhausted and almost exhausted.
Eric would not give them a chance to breathe, and immediately he spewed out another powerful dragon breath.
This time, a huge gap finally appeared in the defense of the Cast Iron Pass. Upon seeing this, Prince Herbert immediately ordered his nobles and legion commanders to lead the knights to rush towards the gap like a tide.
The result was self-evident. Without the magic circle's protection, the Cast Iron Gate was quickly breached. Aside from the two sky mages and a handful of dwarves who escaped during the chaos, the rest of the defenders were either ruthlessly slaughtered or taken prisoner.
After conquering the Iron Pass, the army of Charlemagne continued to advance westward.
The journey was smooth all the way.
Prince Herbert initially pushed all the way to the Iron Pass because the dwarves had just suffered a defeat and had not yet reacted.
But now, nearly a month has passed, and the army has penetrated deep into the heart of the western border, but still has not encountered any decent resistance.
If they break through one more pass, the western border will almost fall into the hands of the Kingdom of Charlemagne. Will the dwarves really give up so easily?
A strong sense of uneasiness surged into Prince Herbert's heart.
In the next few days, he commanded the march with extreme caution, sending out hundreds of patrol teams at one time, asking them to collect intelligence at any time and summarize it in real time to prevent any accidents.
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