Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 34 Attila's Prayer
On the large square of Tar Kared, [-] heavily armed soldiers are standing here, and several ancient dragon flags with different symbols are swaying with the perennial wind of the Dragon's Back Mountains.

The silver-white armor glowed under the sun, and most of the shoulder armor, girdle, and shield were painted in Caledor's traditional red-green color.

The weapons in their hands were all carefully crafted by the Priests of Vaal. Although they were not enchanted, they were still sharper than ordinary weapons. Three giant dragons were hovering in the sky, waiting to go to the battlefield with their partners.

Years of training have made the soldiers' bodies and wills as tough as iron. They only wait for the prince's order, and they will go to the battlefield to win honor.

Imrik standing on the stage is holding the star lance, and behind him is Minasnir. One man and one dragon are ready to fight side by side at any time, but the Dragon Prince intends to announce something here.

Take the first few steps, while the soldiers in the square are waiting for the prince's first declaration of war.

"Children of Caledon, since I succeeded to the throne, I have upheld the long-cherished wish of the former kings and tried my best to make Caledon brilliant again. Your support for the Dragon Tamer family makes me firmly believe that this long-cherished wish will come true."

The sound of the spear and shield hitting the ground began to echo around the training ground, and he waved his hand to stop them, and he wanted to announce something.

"As Prince Caledor, I announce the establishment of a cavalry unit. This unit will serve as the Dragon Prince's reserve. Those who perform well on the battlefield will be selected. Those who are not suitable for cavalry combat will also be recruited." was raised to knighthood."

Imrik has been thinking about this matter for a long time. Ulthuan's long-term class solidification has resulted in a large number of talents not being reused. As a military nobleman trained since childhood, the Dragon Prince is impeccable in combat effectiveness.

However, the number of people is too small, which is not conducive to future development, and because the families are closely connected, it is easy to form a monopoly. What I need is multi-level military talents. Whether it is a grassroots officer or a general who leads an army, it is a good idea to be promoted from civilians. train of thought.

This matter is also the result of consultation with Randy. Although the breaking of the class monopoly will have counterproductive effects, this matter is only in the military status and has not yet risen to the social level.

There are not many cases of obtaining noble status through military exploits in Ulthuan. With the support of Minasnier and Randy, the resistance will be much smaller.

And these people will not own fiefdoms, they just improve their treatment according to their grades, and their ass determines their heads. Imric has never thought of setting up a democratic parliamentary system to limit his power. As long as he has a gun, Caledor and even Ulthuan has to listen to me.

The words of the Dragon Prince sparked waves for a while. If people from the various kingdoms of Ulthuan spoke about their dreams, the people of Avalon would want to stay in the court of the Eternal Queen forever, and the people of Saffrey would say that they wanted to become a magic swordsman. , the Cosque people want to be a captain, Itain may be a poet or a navigator, but Caledon has only one answer, and that is to become a dragon prince with a dragon partner.

Looking frantically at Imrik on the stage and the dragon behind him, and then looking up at the three dragons soaring in the sky, the soldiers only felt an unprecedented excitement in their silent hearts. He raised his spear or sword high and shouted frantically.

"Imric! Imrik!"

He rode on Minasnil, raised the star lance, watched the frenzied crowd in front of him, and shouted along with them.

"Today, under the watchful eyes of the late kings, the Caledonians will claim the glory they deserve, where the lance pierces, where the glory is displayed."

Let Minasnier set off, and he intends to take the dragon to Tyranok first, and the rest will arrive in a few days. Before the support arrives, the people of Tyranok will have to work hard on their own.

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White Peak, one of the pearls of Tyranok, is rich in white and regular marble. There are many large and small mines near the Annuri Mountains. It is the center of the construction industry in the entire west of Ulthuan. troubled.

Every Tyrannian noble is proud to own a silver chariot, and only those nobles who cannot afford to buy or maintain a chariot will choose to ride a horse or fight on foot.

And this also led to Prince Eldraine personally going to the War Council to seek support in the Twilight Tide.

The proud chariot troops are difficult to control in the rugged mountains. Even the best chariot drivers of Tyranok will bow their proud heads because of the natural moat of the Annuli Mountains.

In a stronghold built in a mine, Princess Etila is holding a spear to defend against various monsters that are constantly attacking. She has been fighting from morning to afternoon, but the tide of monsters still shows no sign of stopping.

In the morning, two manticores descended from the mountain. If the people under them hadn't resisted desperately, this stronghold would have been breached.

Her men were only 200 soldiers, 300 of whom were brought from Anlok, and the other [-] were militiamen recruited from nearby mines.

Gritting his teeth and piercing a white lion's neck with a spear, the city gate will be breached immediately, and there are still a large number of wounded under his command. If there is no support, this stronghold will be destroyed.

White Peak has a large number of mines, which are close to the Anuli Mountains, and Tyrannoroc does not have the temple of two gods like Caledor, which can suppress part of the chaos and corrosion, which leads to more intense chaos energy than it .

Throwing the white lion over the city wall, Princess Attila did her best to inspire the soldiers around her. "Hold on, support is coming soon."

This lie Attila was not only deceiving the soldiers under her command, but also deceiving herself.

Imrik, who was flying with the Dragon Prince, noticed the stronghold. The densely packed corpses had piled up outside, forming a wall of flesh and blood.

He frowned and looked at the number of monsters. Are these monsters dispatched in full force without considering the issue of reproduction? With this number of casualties, there will be no large-scale invasion of monsters in Ulthuan for at least ten years.

Let Minasnir speed up, no matter what, if he dies at the hands of these monsters, he will not have the slightest honor, and he will even be ridiculed. This should not be the fate of a fighter.

As the number of monsters jumping from the flesh and blood city wall to the stronghold continued to increase, Etila felt that her despair was deepening, and she had already asked for help yesterday.

But those princes with affluent troops all said in unison that they were unable to support this remote location, and they needed to defend Baifeng.

So she understood that those princes wanted to give up their own right to inherit, so that they could compete for the position of Prince Tyrannok after his father died.

In desperation, I could only helplessly pray to the god of faith, "Ms. Lilith, please respond to the wishes of your humble believers and save us abandoned people."

But in the imagination, Lilith's silver and white divine power did not appear, but a violent roar suddenly appeared above her head, followed by a burst of hot purple breath, gradually burning the flesh and blood city wall outside the stronghold.

Looking up, I found a blue shining star dragon that would only appear in legends flapping its huge wings, constantly breathing out dragon's breath towards those monsters. The person sitting on it, Etila knew, was The newly succeeded Prince Caledor.

"But why is he here?"

Before Etila continued to think about this question, the three giant dragons also followed, and began to attack the monsters with fierce breaths. Although the breaths of the Fierce Sun Dragon and the Silver Moon Dragon were not as violent as the Yaoxing Dragon, they were still not as violent as those affected by it. If some monsters can resist, a blank area will soon appear between the stronghold and the group of monsters.

Raise the star lance and place it at the same level as Minasnier's head. This time, it can't be used as a pendant, at least it should be strung together.

(End of this chapter)