Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 420 The Ubiquitous Caves

In the end, the elves and dwarves who fought for wine were thrown on the horse by Damian. At first, he only treated this daily action with the idea of ​​watching a show.

Unexpectedly, Davian and Agrim became more and more angry, and they kept scolding each other as idiots, step by step from the things of the two races, from the Great Jihad to the Longbeard War.

The two remained sober and didn't fight on the spot, but they took the wine game as the outcome and told each other the fate of the loser.

If Davian loses, he can only be a mage for the rest of his life, keep fighting on foot, no longer use lances and long swords, and be a lowly monkey mage.

And if Agrim loses, he shaves off his beard.

As the party involved, Damian felt that something was wrong, so he quickly got involved and got the two of them to drink together, so as not to cause some ridiculous things.

One is the Dragon Prince who is given a heavy responsibility by the prince, and the other is an attempt to restore the relationship between the elves and the dwarves. If something happens, even his identity may be difficult to end.

On the other hand, Imrik didn't know anything about this drinking situation, because a group of people had already come to the jungle in the south of Sky City, looking for traces of the rats.

In the dense jungle, the surrounding environment is invisible, only the smell of mud and the rotten smell of the rats after death.

Imrik on Mortellius' back sniffed, and an unbearable smell came from the west. It was not the smell of death, but the breath of the living.

The smell is so deep, it seems to be reflected in the soul.

"West." Imric led the flame-born knight to the target point without hesitation, an intuition guiding him to that place.

A group of people started to run quickly. For the battle in Lustria, a large number of horses were sent to the ruined Paphacus to receive training in the rainforest, in order to ensure a stable assault point on the battlefield.

As for the dragon prince's mount, Mortarius did not receive relevant training with his master, but he couldn't stand up to the equipment on his body, and he could completely ignore the complex terrain.

The sound of horseshoes echoed in the silent jungle, and some animals that were eating carrion chose to flee away, fearing that they would be turned into meat paste under the iron hooves.

As the leader, Imrik had already heard it, from the faint creaking sound at the beginning to a noisy hoarse cry.

A burrow came into view, and a steady stream of rats were pouring out of this tunnel.

Skaven gnawed at every corner of the earth, as long as there was mud, it might be able to find its traces.

The clan chief who led the Rats saw Imrik and the Flame Knights marching, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.

These elven things riding dragon-shaped armor and war horses have become more terrifying than the red-crested skinks in Pestilen, especially the damn thing holding the ice crystal sword. I don’t know how many rats have been slaughtered on the battlefield. mouse.

But it was too late at this time, and the clan chief ordered the Stormrat from the Grinzui clan to quickly erect their halberds to resist the charge of these elves.

The Stormrat of the Grinzui Clan, who didn't know what happened to the Dragon Prince, began to set up their halberds on the front line according to their past habit of fighting against human gadgets.

The dense formation, the numerous halberds, and the strong physique are the basis for the Grinzui clan to gain a foothold in Camelback Mountain.

"Elf thing, die, die!" The leader of Stormrat started to shout, and the elves in the jungle could gradually see the number of people, but it was only fifty or sixty people, which was not enough for the huge number of Stormrat in the Grinzui clan, yes Yes, yes.

In response to these storm rats, Mortellius began to accelerate. The dragon prince's steadfast mount did not choose to jump to avoid the halberd, but led its master straight into the formation of rats.

Imrik, who was on horseback, also put the star lance on his chest at this time, and aimed the gun at the stormrat who was still chattering.

A white figure hit the Stormrat like lightning, and the star lance pierced the leader of the Stormrat without hindrance. As Mortellius continued to charge, the ratmen were hung on the lance.

A gap appeared in the dense Stormrat formation in an instant. When the halberds from the Underground Empire came into contact with the armor of the horses, they were all bounced off. Some of the halberds deliberately hung the horse armor with barbs, and were even forced by Mortelius. With the power to wash away.

And those rats who tried to attack Imrik were often struck into black charcoal by a thunderbolt that appeared from their hands before the halberd touched Caledor's armor.

After seeing the prince charging, the Flameborn knights did not hesitate and shouted the name of Caledor together, and the dense formation began to disperse a little.

The long-handled combat hammer is not a very good assault weapon, but it is a kind of equipment suitable for melee, and since it is going to be melee, it is necessary to leave a little space for each other.

It was not the long-handled battle hammer made of lapis lazuli that greeted the rats first. With his superb riding skills, the Flameborn knight let go of the reins with his left hand, and a series of hissing dragon thunders emerged in his hand.

The red thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm began to fly towards the Ratmen's position, killing most of the first row of Ratmen who were still holding halberds to welcome the charge.

The penetrating dragon thunder pierced through several rats in a row and achieved good results, but the most important thing was to disrupt their formation.

The flame-born knight rammed into the somewhat confused ratman, swung the long-handled battle hammer from the horse's back, and blue arcs kept appearing in the night.

There was no so-called scream, because when it touched the hammer surface, the rat had already turned into a ball of meat.

The flame-born knights began to cry out for war. They had only one goal, and that was to rush to the prince's side, and the premise was to kill all the ratmen.

"Damn it, the Horned God kills these pointed ears quickly!" The clan chief cursed angrily, looking at the sharp-eared knights who were more than twice as tall as the Stormrat, he felt only fear in his heart.

Just as a ratman who claimed to be one of the thirteen warlords under Doom Claws sprang out of the tunnel, he brought the bonebreaker rat troll from the corrupt clan, and in the hands of the sharp-eared white armor that looked like a god of death, even He didn't survive a single move, and directly turned into a strong corpse.

This makes Shushu engage in a sneak attack, are these pointy ears monsters, and the pointy ears holding the ice crystal sword are not monsters at all.

"No, I have to pass this news back. This is not to retreat, but to pass on information." The clan leader comforted himself in his heart, and then ran out of the tunnel he had just drilled when fear glands appeared in his body .

(End of this chapter)