Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 26 After the War
After the lance pierced the body of the mutant monster, and Minasnil tore it apart with his sharp dragon claws, the monster was finally dead. To be honest, this guy is really hard to deal with, with extremely strong regeneration ability and strength. Big, if it gets entangled, there will definitely be some big troubles.

After taking a breath, he asked about Minasnier's situation.

"How about it, old guy, I don't have the strength to continue fighting."

Minasnir, whom Imric called an old guy, was not angry either. As an ancient giant dragon over 6000 years old, his temper was no longer as easy to ignite as the Sun Dragon.

"Boy, when I followed my father to fight against the Chaos Demon, your ancestors were not even born yet."

One person, one dragon, after this battle, the relationship became more harmonious. No matter how it was before, Imrik was a foreign soul, and Minasnil needed to maintain a vigilant attitude.

After this battle, it suddenly felt that apart from having a slightly better personality and speech than the previous Prince Caledon, this kid still had the same desire for victory and recklessness.

"Then hurry up, the battle over there is not over yet." Imrik urged the old guy to act quickly. It would be a great loss to die, since the technology and items of the dark world can also be used here After that, I already planned to take the route of elite soldiers. As long as I give myself time, [-] dragon princes are not a dream. When the time comes, I will go straight to Naggarond, and then enter the chaotic wasteland to snatch the little boy chosen by the eternal god. Life.

Minasnir, who was urged by Imrik, also began to flap his wings to fly, but he just killed a mutant hydra, and he still couldn't make much impact on this legendary star dragon who had fought against chaos many times.

Looking at the crowd in front of him who seemed to be clearing up the battle situation, Imrik was a little suspicious. Did he go to the wrong place? Are you sure that they are recruits who have only been training for more than a month, and not the Phoenix Guard chosen by Asuryan God?

Let Minasnier fly to Masno's side, jump off, switch the star lance to the normal mode, and ask him, "Masno, report the battle situation."

Masno, who was counting the casualties just now, saw that Imrik had returned, and knew that the battle over there had been resolved, so he stood still and waited for Minasnier's whereabouts. When he heard the prince asking him, he immediately reported the situation of the battle.

"Prince, more than fifty people were injured in this battle."

More than [-] people were injured. This statistic made Imrik frown. Could it be that the number of people killed in battle was so large that Masnow dared not report it?
"The number of casualties, I need specific casualty data."

And Masnow's expression was a bit strange, but he continued, "No one was killed."

Why does it feel like he's bluffing me? No one died in this close-range, hand-to-hand battle with monsters?
Sensing the doubtful look in the prince's eyes, Masnow quickly explained, "Prince, with the new equipment, the soldiers are fine even if they are attacked, but the high priest alone solved the hydra, and the remaining monsters are not that powerful. Under the oppression of the dragon princes, there are almost no losses."

Looking around, I found that there were indeed few soldiers around who had painted on their bodies, and a few had their breastplates dented, and they could continue to use them after going back for repairs. They touched their chins, thought for a moment, and spoke.

"Good job, I appointed you as the commander of this unit to assist the Church of Ardaeus in resisting the tide of twilight." After finishing speaking, ask someone to find paper and pens, preferably ones that are one meter in size .

After waiting for a while, the servants of the church brought what they wanted, spread it out on the ground, wrote the prince's letter of appointment on it, and asked Minasnier to press it with his finger, preferably by magic Make a mark.

Masno looked at the communication between Imrik and Minasnir in a daze. The prince said that he didn't bring anything like a heraldry ring, and asked Minasnir to make a handprint to indicate that this was an order from the dragon lord. , while Minasnier said that he had never done such a thing, and would not do such a thing.

In the end, it was threatened that if Minasnil wanted to go to sleep, Imrik would buy explosives to wake him up. In desperation, the dragon still pressed a finger on the huge paper. imprint.

Nodded, quite satisfied with this letter of appointment, the imprint of the dragon claw on it is clearly visible, and it also carries the unique magical aura of Yaoxinglong. If this thing can be forged, it can only be said that some big blue birds made a move .

Because he felt that the conversation with Minasnil just now had damaged the image of the prince, Imrik coughed deliberately and said, "Ahem, Masno, you probably don't understand dragon language."

This can only be that Imrik is deceiving himself and others. Every dragon prince needs to undergo long-term dragon language training. mean.

"Of course, I didn't understand what His Highness Minasnier said. It should be because the time is too long, and my family inheritance is somewhat missing."

He is a good comrade who knows how to take care of the leader's face.

Nodding to express his appreciation, he handed him the appointment letter and said, "Next, I will go to Lothern to participate in the War Council. The defense here will be supported by a dragon mage from the Flame Tower. If necessary, I will report the information to you. Tell Sir Randy."

Randy will take charge of the army when he participates in the war council. It has only been two months since he became a prince, and he has not yet cultivated his own leadership team. It may not be the most effective way to continue the previous management staff, but it is the safest way.

Carefully took this piece of paper that was the size of a person. This thing can be passed down to future generations as a family heirloom. It is the first time for the dragon to press his handprint, and it must have a very high commemorative value.

Greeted the High Priest who was constricting the head of the hydra to be dedicated to Ardaeus, Imrik sat back on the dragon saddle, intending to return to the dragon court and go to Lothern through the teleportation array. If the equipment purchased is sold, if it is kept until next year, it can only be sold at the original price.

But when he flew to the city wall, he suddenly thought of something, and turned around and shouted at Masino, "Remember to bring me the head of the hydra outside to the palace, and find a better-looking one. If it is too ugly, You will be an instructor again."

The prince's order was important, Masno ordered people to find the equipment for repairing the city gate, and he personally led people to the place where the prince and the hydra were fighting.

I didn't know the specific battle situation in the city gate just now, but now it seems that I know how difficult this mutant monster is. There are at least ten mutant heads scattered around the ground, mixed with large pieces seeping into the ground, But traces of blood still remained, and many plants shriveled and died after being stained with blood.

The body that had been torn into pieces exuded a stench. Even Masnow, who had been fighting for more than 200 years, felt a little sick. Suppressing the discomfort, he walked to a head that seemed to be intact, and tied it with a rope. Then several people worked together to drag them back to the fort.

(End of this chapter)