Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 158
Just when Julian slashed at Eltharion with a knife and was turned over to avoid him, he heard gusts of wind in the sky. As the best assassin of Naggaroth, Julian spent many years in the north fighting with him when he was young. Fighting among the Chaos tribes, they are very familiar with this kind of wind sound, the sound of giant flying beasts flying.

Julian looked up, and saw the black spots in the distant sky with eyes that had been transformed many times by magic. Five griffins were flying towards here under the command of the Asur knights on their backs, towards the sky The heraldic banner on the raised lance was familiar to him, the knight of Tar Gavor.

Looking at Prince Iris who had regained his grip on Carmen's spear in a blink of an eye, Julian knew it was time to retreat. If only one or two griffins could still be forcibly killed, those five griffins would definitely kill everyone. Explain here.

"I look forward to meeting you next time, Eltharion." Julian gave up and continued the attack, ran to a dark steed that was eating Azul's body on the ground, and got on the horse.

"Everyone started to retreat." The Witch King Champion killed two silver-helmed knights who wanted to intercept him, and then issued an order to his men who were still fighting Asur.

And the Silver Helmet Knight didn't launch a chase when he didn't receive Eltharion's order, but just cautiously looked at those Drucci who were running away desperately.

"Your Highness, do you want to pursue it?" The leading silver-helmed knight came to Eltharion with blood on his face and asked his opinion.

Staring at Julian's fleeing figure for a long time, Eltharion slowly shook his head, "No, bring the wounded and the dead back to the camp."

It is extremely stupid to pursue rashly when the number of enemies is not clear, even with the support of a few Tar Gavor knights, Julian Poison Blade, the champion of the Witch King, is already so close This area shows that Druzzi and the coalition forces of Chaos may arrive in the near future, and he needs to ask Imrik's opinion to decide whether to continue to stick here.

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"So you fought Julian?" Imrik, who was sitting in the tent, looked at the projection made with the Philosopher's Stone on the table and asked.

"Yes, he's much stronger than I imagined. If it's a duel, I'm not sure of victory." Eltharion described the situation of the battle truthfully, and didn't intend to embellish the matter in the slightest.

Hearing this, Imrik folded his chest and pondered for a while. These future legendary lords haven't really grown up yet. He can be so arrogant because of the cheats, otherwise he can only rely on Minasnir In this battle, it can be regarded as the top combat power.

And Eltharion and Tyrion may need some extra help to ensure that they can really play a role in this battle, but there are not many people in their hands who can support them, which is a bit of a headache.

After thinking about it for a while, it is impossible to assign the soldiers under him. Caledo assumes the most important center line position, and he will definitely face the biggest blow to Drucci and Chaos.

"I will let Davian go to support you. You have the authority to command him. Iris will continue to stay in that position and retreat if necessary."

Now Iris's task is mainly responsible for intercepting the enemy's vanguard, reconnaissance intelligence and small-scale encounters. Originally, this task should be handed over to Alion, but the useless old horse is still guarding. His grassland, there is no way to come to Saffrey at all, and Nagaris' army has arrived at the Dragon Gate and is marching towards Avalon. Neither of the two kingdoms that are best at this type of combat is present, Im Rick can only hand over this task to Eltharion.

Yris is very experienced in small-scale battles, and is especially good at fighting with fewer enemies. They are more reliable in this aspect in his own hands. Saffrey's army is with Caledor, and Itain To defend the area with a large number of guide stones, Tyrannok is on call as a support army at any time, and there are no extra troops to do this kind of thing.

"Yes." After the watchman expressed his knowledge, he turned off the projection.

But the Dragon Prince was thinking about some things with his chest in his arms. He always had a bad feeling, and a vague voice always appeared in his heart, as if it was the hint given to him by the ancestor dragon trainer last time.

But the problem is that now we have entered the stage of the final decisive battle, what variables will there be? Imrik is a little confused. There are nothing more than two results. The first is that Drucci and Chaos are killed, and the second is that Ah Sur killed.

If you can’t figure it out, just don’t think about it. If you think too much, you’re just following the conspiracy of that old Tzeentch. This is Imrik’s view all along.

Turning to look at the herald Elvis beside him, he found that he was standing beside him with a serious face, holding a halberd guarded by a dragon halberd in his hand. He was only in his early 120s, and according to tradition, he became a dragon prince The minimum age is 180 years old, this is to ensure that the young people of the kingdom do not die so early.

"Elvis, don't be so serious. People in the Harandur family are not like this in my memory. Your uncle Ed Terris was very popular with those noble ladies back then."

Prince Long looked at the serious expression on his slightly immature face, and felt a little funny. This kid is not like Davian. He thought it was reliable at first, but now he has become a husky.

"Your Highness, as your herald, I represent the court of the dragon in every word and deed." The young Elvis said without changing his face. His idol is Asanil, because he feels that the cruel dragon The prince is the object worthy of study.

Shaking his head helplessly, expressing that there is nothing he can do about this young man, he wrote a letter of appointment on a piece of paper with a quill pen and handed it to him, "Give this to Davian and ask him to support Iris. If he If you dare to react a little bit, come back and report to me immediately."

"Yes." Elvis took the appointment letter with both hands, and walked out of the tent with a firm expression. If you just look at the back, it is indeed quite firm.

Just when Imrik was about to enjoy the time alone before the battle, a familiar beautiful figure walked in from outside the tent, and behind her were two dragon halberd guards, but judging from their embarrassing expressions, it was obvious that I don't know if I should stop this uninvited guest.

He waved his hand to signal them to go back to the original place. The Dragon Prince looked at the angry Princess Tyrannok, a little confused about what was going on.

"Aren't you going to manipulate those broken chariots? Why do you have time to come to me?"

But who knew that these words made Etila even more angry, and she walked directly to the desk and glared at herself, with her hands on her hips, and those emerald eyes that had always been peaceful before were opened angrily.

"What's going on with you and the Eternal Queen?"

(End of this chapter)