Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 271 To Agents of Nurgle - Liu Yong

"Tegris, tell me your opinion."

Imrik directly stopped the noisy and chaotic crowd around him, and asked the archmage what he thought. The biggest possibility now is to use magic to solve the mobile fortress and try to stop it with artillery. Maybe it was just polishing Bilak's "throne".

Seeing everyone's eyes turned to him, the archmage also stopped thinking deeply, walked to the command table, carefully looked at the structure diagram brought by Masnow, and after a while, said, "The Saffrey Master Group can Restrict its movement, at least for a short period of time, or empty out the twisted creations that exist on the surface, including those flesh and blood tentacles and possible Nurgle zombies."

Teclis' words were very confident, but they did not solve the most critical problem, and everyone knew that this matter could not be solved so easily.

"Can the flame tower mage cooperate with the siege magic?" Imrik asked directly. He brought a dragon mage and eight flame mages with him on this trip. It's a bit tasteless, but it should be able to play some role.

Who knew that Teclis shook his head directly, "I don't recommend letting the flame mages cooperate in the battle. Once the Saffrey mages cast siege magic, they will be responsible for the next magic confrontation. We not only need to solve Prager, but also Consider armies against each other, and those portals on Prager."

This made the command post silent for a long time. This is indeed a fatal problem. Whether it is artillery or magic, it is very important to the battle situation. No matter which aspect of Seoul's attack fails, it will be a disaster.

"Gather our people, we need to go directly to Prager to fight! This will be the key to this great holy war." Imrik said his decision cruelly, and everyone was startled by these words. It looks like the base camp of the enemy, isn't it tantamount to asking for death?

The Dragon Prince stared at the few structural diagrams in front of him. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that there was no way out. If it was placed in the mainland of Ulthuan, the wizards could extract a large amount of energy with the help of the guide stone and the power stone, creating a giant attack. City magic destroyed it, but here is Kislev, the huge chaotic energy is floating in the air, and excessive use of spells is prone to problems, not to mention that there is no such convenient thing as power stones to provide support for mages.

"I agree with this idea." Magnus, who was staying by the side without saying a word, nodded, expressing his approval of Imric's idea. This matter really cannot be dragged on any longer. If Prager enters the empire , that would be a devastating blow, and now we have to deal with it as soon as Kislev City is not destroyed.

After Magnus agreed, Imrik looked at Erickson, the dwarf high king. As for the czar's opinion, it didn't matter at all. He must send the most elite people there, otherwise the city of Kislev would soon destroy.

To be honest, Erickson doesn't want his men to perform this seemingly fatal task, but he also knows that now may be the key to determining the fate of the world. Judging from the information sent by Maslow, that is a mobile fortress. It is constantly expanding, and if one day Belak arrives in the mountains with his "throne", no mountain castle will be spared.

"The dwarves will send their best warriors," the High King declared.

"Very good, I will let Priest Vaal make a batch of hanging baskets urgently, and let the dragon bring these people to Prago." Imrik said, and immediately took out the copy named as the breeding room. The map of the monster production workshop, "We need to immediately divide our troops to solve these locations one by one. First of all, this breeding room. I hope some of you have some experience in dealing with Nurgle."

Imrik doesn't want to deal with Nurgle at all. This is a double nausea from both physical and psychological aspects. There is no sense of accomplishment if he wins, let alone if he loses. It is best to pass the blame on to others. We, Caledon, don't have the ability to deal with Nurgle Fat Boy, so it's best to hand it over to the dwarves who are resistant to Nurgle.

The High King didn't think too much about it. The dwarves did have a way of dealing with Nurgle. In the Nurgle attack called the War of Stone and Fire more than 900 years ago, the Torrent Pass exiled the plague father Kugath. Some Nurgle toxins and zombies are not a big problem.

"The dwarves will be in charge of this place, and the specific number of people needs to be determined by the carrying capacity of the hanging basket." Erickson's tone was firm, it's time for other races to see the power of the dwarves, otherwise they might forget about thousands of years and thousands of worlds Who dominates the Edge Mountains.

Magnus pushed the broken monocle and said some suggestions, "I have a recommended candidate. He has dealt with a lot of things caused by Nurgle, and he must be able to solve this breeding room. helped a lot in the process.”

After conveying the order, everyone was waiting for the hunk who could deal with Nurgle, especially Imrik, who dared to face the fat Nurgle. Caledo acts as a consultant and provides food and drink.

Not long after, a man with black hair and black eyes came in. He had short hair and was dressed in the familiar brown coat of the Dragon Prince. A yellow coarse cloth was tied around his waist, and he held a bowl There were some rotten food in it, and even at a distance, with his extraordinary sense of smell, Imrik still vaguely smelled a little stench from this mosaic-like food.

After a human from Cathay entered the door, a big white dog with large black spots on its eyes, head and waist followed him in. This obviously made the Cathay feel a little embarrassed, so he turned his left hand to The dog slapped his head, and couldn't help saying in the familiar words of Prince Long, "Oh, I'm going, you scared me by following me, don't come, go back and pray."

Seeing that the dog was disobedient and even shook the water on his body, the Zhentan man pointed outside, and the dog seemed to understand what it meant, then turned and left.

The Zhentan man raised his foot and gave the dog a false kick. After missing the kick, he said something that no one could understand, "Fuck, pirate dog."

At this time, Imrik was a little ashamed. This Cathay boy has a really big heart. Several people inside are the highest leaders of their respective forces. Instead of coming in quickly, they started playing with dogs. The man just now gave him a thumbs up secretly, he is a man.

At this time, the people of Cathay seemed to recall what they were here for, and hurried in. First of all, they bowed their heads to Magnus as a gesture of empire. This kind of etiquette is common to most races. While paying respect, it doesn't appear that your status is so humble. Generally speaking, there will be no problems.

Of course, if the peasants of Bretonnia saw the knight grandpa using this kind of etiquette, they had to be prepared to enjoy a ten-tenth tax for the rest of their lives.

Magnus nodded, motioned for the Cathayans to come up, and spread his hands to introduce this strange man from the far east to others, "This is an expert in dealing with Nurgle. He has helped the Empire many times before. At my sincere invitation I will join the Great Jihad next, and I will surely be able to provide assistance in the next operation."

At this time, the Zhentan man also came forward and began to introduce himself to everyone. He came here with the caravan, and there are only advantages and no disadvantages in building good relations with various forces in the old world.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I am from the northern provinces of the Cathayan Dynasty. This trip is to follow the caravan to the empire. If there is any lack of etiquette, please look forward to Haihan." The imperial language of the Cathaan people is very standard, even Let Imrik clearly understand the meaning behind those obscure words.

"My name is Liu Yong. I have learned some methods of dealing with Nurgle in India, the land of the gods. I believe I can contribute to this great holy war." Nurgle was mere child's play in his eyes.

The others didn't respond, but Imrik's eyes widened. What's the name of this person, Liu Yong?There is also that pirate dog, this old man is also a time traveler, he is wearing a plug-in to attack Nurgle.

In order to test a thing or two, Imrik chose to take the initiative, looked at the extremely confident Cathayman, and asked, "Dare you have drunk the water of the Ganges River, otherwise how could you be so strong."

Hearing the familiar accent, although it came from an elf, Liu Yong thought it was the effect of magic, so he didn't think much about it, and said, "I was fortunate to receive the favor of the priest in Indy, and drank some water from the Ganges River. As light as a swallow, it turns into a celestial being."

"Then you can drink the fine nectar made from the water of the Ganges——aloe vera juice?"

What is this?Liu Yong thought to himself for a moment, there are quite a lot of aloes in Weidong provinces and Indy, but it is unheard of to make aloe juice with the Ganges water given by gods, the priests of the kingdom of thousand gods will not allow this sacred water source to be used for dry this kind of thing.

But seeing that this elf seems to have a high status here, I can only say euphemistically, "I have the honor to drink aloe vera juice, but I don't have the honor to drink aloe juice made from the water of the Ganges River. I think you must have traveled the world." , I have even tasted such delicacies, I am really envious of us, and I feel ashamed."

As he spoke, he was about to bow his hands, intending to pay his respects to Imrik. The aloe vera juice made from the water of the Ganges may be a secret of the priests, and it cannot be known to outsiders. Secret, it is great luck for a man who has eaten the world's delicacies, and this great holy war is worthwhile.

Imrik quickly stopped him, even if you killed me, I would not dare to drink the aloe vera juice made from the water of the Ganges River. It seems that this little brother of Cathay just has the same name and is not the God of Nurgle in his imagination. Abduct him back to Caledor and serve as your own advisor against Nurgle.

(End of this chapter)