Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 396 Reason and Fanaticism
Time passed quickly, and two months had passed since Imrik led the army to plunder a large amount of supplies and about [-] strong slaves in the northern frozen land.

The war between snakes and rats has reached a stalemate. Even with the addition of Minasnier, this battle is much more troublesome than expected.

Oxo, the city of the sky - Bird Shrine, a giant feathered snake is entrenched on the pyramid with its body, and a large group of pterosaurs are screaming in the air. Even the most bloodthirsty and brutal red pterosaur is quiet at this time Come down and experience the gift of the Old Sage quietly.

An untimely giant flying creature struck from afar. Its black body was covered with hard scales. The clouds were compressed under its majesty, causing countless birds to startle.

The blessed Feathered Serpent opened its huge wings behind it, raised its snake-shaped head and roared at the giant dragon, with its skin bulging high, entering an extremely tense fighting state.

This is a roar to defend its own territory, and the feathered serpent does not allow a creature that threatens its dominance in this area.

But Minasnil didn't even take a look at the Feathered Serpent, and rushed straight to the square next to the Bird Shrine.

The pterosaurs gradually dispersed, and even the fearless beak-billed dragons chose to give in. Perhaps the giant dragons had disappeared in Lustria for tens of thousands of years, but this did not affect the identity of the hunter and the prey.

"Your Highness Minasnil." The champion warrior stepped forward and greeted the dragon.

Since the emperor dragon joined the battlefield, the original dilemma was quickly resolved. A large number of elite rats were crushed to death with one blow, and the jungle where the rats were hiding was turned into a sea of ​​flames with the non-stop dragon breath.

It is no exaggeration to say that Minasnil's role is already comparable to that of an army of ten thousand people.

But unfortunately, its attitude towards the lizardman is not very good. If Masino hadn't tried hard to persuade and stop him, the red-crested skink, which only saw Minasniel and talked nonsense, would have already been in the first place. Time was torn to pieces.

Minasnier didn't care about Masino's etiquette. In its heart, Caledon and his gang were like brats, there was no one to trust, and they had to do it themselves to ensure safety.

"The ratmen have gone underground, and it's hard to find signs of their activities on the surface." Lao Mi told what he had detected, and then roared at the feathered snake that was still noisy in the bird shrine, signaling it to shut up.

Lao Mi's roar had an effect, the feathered snake's originally branched wings and membrane gradually shrank, and it slowly receded towards the rear.

Masnow wiped off a cold sweat. As expected of the Emperor Dragon, this attitude of treating other people's homes as his own is exactly the same as that of the prince.

But this is not the time for unreasonable associations, and I will express my thoughts, "Your joining has turned the tide of the battle, but I think this is definitely not the real power of the Epidemic Clan. Maybe this is just another ambush."

"Your idea." Lao Mi handed over the choice to Masino, which is a tacit understanding between the two races for thousands of years.

"It's not suitable to attack now, we must figure out the direction of the Ratman's underground network..."

"Sotek is thirsting for blood!" A voice came from not far away, and Tehenhauin, who had finished the bloody sacrifice, twisted his legs, and kept spitting out forked letters from his mouth.

The Snake Xinjian was still bleeding blood and splashed on the ground, following the footsteps of the Snake God Prophet, forming a blood ripple.

Minasnier glared at the Red Crested Skink who interrupted the communication, "Don't use some irrational words to confuse the process of the war, fanaticism cannot win!"

"But faith can win! This is the reason why the Sotek sect can persist until now!" The snake god prophet was not afraid of the giant dragon whose eyes were bigger than it, and his tone was full of firmness.

"If superstition is the reason you're alive, it's no wonder that the Rats keep you huddled in the few remaining cities! You even need an ancient enemy to help you drive the Rats out of the jungle."

"The Old One's departure is the fate of the Children of the Jungle, but Sotek is our future!"

"But you don't even know what Sotek is, why does he need to save you cold-blooded species!"

A lizard and a dragon started a heated discussion of words. Minasnil does not believe in the so-called faith. As a giant dragon deeply influenced by magic knowledge, he advocates reason and knowledge instead of relying on fanaticism to maintain strength with faith.

But it was facing Tehenhauin, a Skink that was wild even for the Lizardmen.

The mission of the Snake God Prophet is to complete the prophecy of Sotek, and the arrival of Minasnil undoubtedly makes this prophecy a step further, no matter how the dragon denies it.

Maslow, the peacemaker, covered his brow, and the meeting of these two creatures was sure to lead to a heated debate.

In terms of strength alone, Minasnil could crush the Skinlizard into pieces without any pressure, but the special nature of the Snake God Prophet prevented the giant dragon from doing it.

A strange situation appeared on the Skinlizard and the giant dragon. The giant dragon hated the Skinlizard extremely, no matter it was language or thought.

But Minasnil's actions contributed to the fulfillment of Sotek's prophecy, after all, the third sacrifice died at its hands.

"Calm down, both of you. Our task now is how to find out the actions of the rats and make corresponding preparations." Masno stopped between the two scaly creatures that were getting closer, and kept trying to calm down.

If it was according to the previous temper, it would definitely be to chop Tehenhauin into meat paste, so as to calm Minasnier's anger, but the current situation does not allow this.

The frenzied state of Tehenhauin, who was stopped, calmed down a bit, and as he continued to spit out his forked tongue, he explained, "The rats are going to fight a protracted war, digging the land of Lustria into a funnel, digging tunnels Go to the city of the sky, and the key attack position must be the hatching pool!"

The Prophet of the Snake God expressed the thoughts of the rats in one word, and there is no existence in the whole world who is better at beating rats than him.It can be said that as long as you see a mouse hair, you can judge the owner's physical condition, not to mention this kind of trick that can be seen through at a glance.

Masno nodded approvingly, ignored His Highness Minasnier's resentful eyes behind him, and said to Tehenhauin, "What do you think? We are not good at tunnel warfare at all."

"Squads form to wipe out the surrounding rats. The Slann Council is still strengthening the great protection. Taito Yiko predicted that the enemy will appear in Lustria. Our current strength cannot completely wipe out the rats in the south."

At this time, Tehenhauin behaved extremely rationally, completely without the fanaticism when he first appeared on the field. As a master tactician, accidental inspiration cannot lead the war to victory.

Tehenhauin pointed to a key figure.

"Imrik, he needs to be here, otherwise everything he's doing now will mean nothing to the almost infinite number of Rats."

　Ps: There are only two chapters today, and things this month are really cumbersome.
　　
　
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