Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 222 Strategic Direction
"Prince, urgent information!"

Elvis ran in anxiously from the door, apparently the news had made him forget that he represented the face of the dragon lord.

What was expected to happen still happened.

Imrik sighed in his heart, and then took over the urgent information, the handwriting was messy and very short, only two words, Prager fell!
Passing this information to Elvis to keep it safe, Imrik began to think about the next action.

After arriving in Ehrengrad two days ago, the Boyer nobles here did not dare to give more command to the reinforcements. After all, those giant dragons did not seem to be easy to talk to, but they still wanted to get some benefits from them, such as It's about armaments and supplies, but the relationship between the two parties is not very good because of Prince Long's consistent tough attitude. If the Dazheng Church hadn't expressed its attitude, they might have started fighting first.

In the past two days, I have sent a large number of cavalry to deal with the small-scale chaos troops around Erengrad, but the effect is not so good.

On the one hand, the Dragon Prince and the Horn of the Lieyang are not good at this kind of interception and pursuit tactics. On the other hand, due to the influence of the cold and frozen soil in the north, many warhorses are not acclimated to the water and soil. The coldness of the climate here is comparable to Naggaroth has a very different climate from the temperate islands of Ulthuan. Even though the Vaal priests had specially asked the Vaal priests to produce a large number of enchanted warm robes for the war horses, they were still affected. It is estimated that it will take a few days In order to restore the previous combat effectiveness.

This makes it impossible to support Prager. The harsh environment alone has had a considerable impact, not to mention that the troops are completely insufficient for such a military adventure.

"Let Kislev's people come here, I need to know where the main force of the Chaos army is attacking!" Imrik's tone began to tinge with anger. These boys may be brave enough, but in some military command capabilities It's just a waste of time. It has been two months since Prager was besieged, but even the number and types of the Chaos coalition forces have not been figured out.

I have asked Masno to lead people to Praga, the dragon's eyesight is enough to ascertain the general situation of the enemy in a safe range, and it is better to act quickly if you expect these Mrs. Kisly to fight after drinking.

Not long after looking at the map that was basically blank except for a big black dot in Prager, a Boyer nobleman came to Imric. Please, just casually say,

"What do you want to say?"

The Dragon Prince frowned as he listened to the Kislev with a strong accent. Even though he had learned a lot in this month, it was still difficult to distinguish the fluffy Kislev.

Ambassador Asur in Elengrad translated the words of the Boyer nobleman, and hinted with his eyes that the Boyer nobleman's tone was normal. Unless he was a lunatic, who would dare to speak like this to the dragon lord of Caledon.

But the Kislev nobleman didn't care about the ambassador's eyes, or he didn't know about it at all. He didn't look down on these brightly dressed pointed ears at all, and most of his impressions came from dwarves. Except for the elves who know some magic, only the giant dragon is more powerful. The others are all soft-headed, who can only shoot bows and arrows in the distance. If the Orthodox Church hadn't expressed their welcome attitude, the supplies on those transport ships would have belonged to Kislev.

"Throw him out and find someone who can talk. If you boys still have this attitude, Kislev will continue to wait for the empire and the dwarves to save this miserable cold land."

Looking at the Boyer nobleman who seemed to be more arrogant than himself, Imrik asked him to get out. In the past two days, he has restrained himself a lot. There are reports from many places that these northerners are trying to rape Kale. A lot of military supplies, especially the dozen or so Dragon Claw Ballistas that shone with magical light, were just a lesson to these hands-on people under my own instructions. I didn't expect that these people might really think that they were here to send warmth up.

"Prince Dragon, calm down." Teclis, who was standing beside him, stopped Mishan. He could see that Imrik was extremely impatient with handling bilateral relations. I just want the Dragon Prince and the dragon to give these Mrs. Kisley a taste of Caledor's arrogance.

The archmage walked up to the noble Boyer and began to communicate with him in Kislev. His tone was very calm, and he did not feel superior to him because of his status as an elf. The nobleman Boyer also truthfully explained the situation, and then Was thrown out by Mishan.

Mi Shan didn't care what this guy's identity was, anyway, there was someone covering his head, and he was not afraid whether it was a group fight or a single fight.

"Tell me about the situation. I'm really impressed by how useless these people are." Imrik calmed down a little, and honestly said that he would rather hang out with the dwarves than these Madam Kisley, who were stubborn, paranoid and I don't know how to work around it. The dwarves have the capital to maintain this kind of temper. Although they eventually became weak because of this temper, it is much stronger than Kislev's mentality, which is always thinking about the support of the empire.

"The Chaos coalition forces are marching in two directions, one is Erengrad, and the other is Kislev, where Tsar Alex is sitting, but their information does not indicate which side is the main force." Tiger Rees slowly explained the information. After coming to Kislev, even he was shocked by the ignorance and superstition in this land. Except for the mages who practiced the way of ice and storms, all of them were considered heretics. Being sunk into the ice cave to undergo the test, if he survived, it would prove his purity, but considering the weak body of most mages, this possibility is basically impossible.

Upon hearing this, Imrik looked at the distances between Prager, Erengrad and Kislev on the map, frowned and said,

"The Eternal Chosen's goal must be to attack Kislev first. Norsca has already occupied the Sea of ​​Claws, and the northern part of the empire is also deeply affected by the Beastmen and Norsca. There is no need for a large-scale invasion. But if Break Kislev, and he can immediately lead his troops across the Usko River and directly attack Ostermark and Ostland."

"The situation in the empire is different from that of Kislev. The population there is denser than here. Once they attack, they will continuously sacrifice souls to open the portal and send the demons to the mortal world."

"What do you think?" Teclis agreed with this. It is enough to have Imrik in the military command. The mage group brought by Saffrey.

"Abandoning Erengrad, Amarna escorted the fleet back to Marienburg, and then we moved to Kislev, waiting for the arrival of reinforcements from the Empire to start a decisive battle with Chaos."

"If I'm not wrong, there may be some personal reasons for this."

"Indeed, I don't deny this. I want to kill these boys once I see them. No one can easily survive after challenging the authority of the dragon lord."

"But it cannot be denied that they have the potential to be good soldiers."

Teclis' words made Imrik look up at the map, then smiled meaningfully, and said,

"I will keep the two eagle ships and the transport ship. If you are willing to do some good deeds, Caledon's impression of you may change."

(End of this chapter)