Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 435 The Dragon Horn That Resounds Again
"Raskol, come back, your mission is to serve as a reserve force, not to block shells here."

Hearing Judith's words, Raskol's face froze for a moment, and his steps towards the outside of the city stopped.

What's the matter, these Caledonian elves don't use Lady Kisley as cannon fodder?

Seemingly noticing the expression of the non-commissioned officer under him, Judith kicked him immediately in a fit of anger. A few years is enough to see a person clearly, and one can tell what expression and thoughts are at a glance.

The Dragon Prince scolded angrily, "When did I ever use you as cannon fodder? The equipment in your hands was obtained through a lot of connections. The defenders of Qingyan Port have not even touched it for the second time. Send it to you urgently."

"Not to mention coordinating the joint operations between you and Patunuin's Claw, Oliveira and I have spent a lot of thought to let you rest assured to leave your backs to each other."

"You're right. I'm superficial. Next time I'll definitely get some gems as an apology." Lasker immediately obeyed the commander's instructions, but he could see groups of elite soldiers gathering in front of them, and the sound of a large number of horseshoes It came from behind, and I couldn't help being a little curious.

You must know that the group of soldiers who just came to Sky City are not interested in hunting rats, mainly because it is too smelly. Killing a few plague rats is like being pulled out of a latrine, which makes people with a keen sense of smell The elves are not used to it.

And the great swordsmen who have been here for a long time have completely adapted to this taste, and they can chop mice into minced meat while talking and laughing.

"Aren't you going to charge yourself, instead stay with us?"

Judith kicked Raskol again, and cursed with a smile, "Forget it, let them experience the feeling of beating a mouse, and I have to take care of you unreliable brats, especially you, so that you don't have to worry about it again." Like the last time I was almost killed by a plague priest."

Looking at the compatriots who had gathered in front of him, the Dragon Prince looked at the greatly changed equipment on his body, and the Kislev boys beside him, and expressed a burst of emotion.

"After four years, the dragon horn will sound again, which means one thing, and that is victory."

After he uttered these words, there were waves of giant dragons roaring in the sky, and the loudest sound was Minasnil, Imrik's partner.

Seeing that the army outside the city gate had assembled, Imrik poked his head out and glanced at Tehenhauin who was still chanting the name of Sotek on the pyramid. The veins on his forehead were about to pop out. He was the most reliable legendary lord among the lizard people, but he turned out to be the one he most wanted to kill.

"Don't look, hurry up and blow the dragon's horn, maybe I have to go back to the Dragon's Back Mountains to get a dragon's horn in time, lest you think about Sotek all day long." Lao Mi reminded the brat in his heart to hurry up , it has seen endless rats rushing towards the city of the sky. If you don't want to fight against the city wall, the best choice is to push back.

"Then you have to find a reliable person, otherwise you won't even be able to blow the dragon's horn." Imrik, who was being ridiculed, rolled his eyes. Can the dragon's horn be blown if you want to? In magic, the special frame bound by blood is an important symbol of the dominance of the dragon tamer family.

"So you have to solve the heir issue as soon as possible. It's unbelievable that there has been no movement for such a long time."

Not caring that Lao Mi looked like an old man, and wanted to clarify the importance of family continuity, Imrik took out the Dragon Horn from his waist after a long time. This artifact forged deep in the Vaal anvil has already undergone great changes. After changing, the silver-white shell turned blood-red just like the current owner.

But its function has not changed in the slightest. Taking a deep breath, a familiar low echo came from the hollow of the horn.

"Woo~"

Those who have never heard the echo of the dragon's horn still don't know what will happen next, but the army that has assembled outside the city gate is undoubtedly the most familiar with this echo.

"For Caledor!"

The Dragon Prince's army began to charge, looking at the countless pairs of scarlet eyes in the dark night, they resolutely raised their lances and drove their horses to gallop forward.

The fire dragon banner was held firmly in Edgar's hands, and the veteran did not choose the more penetrating prismatic formation, but instead arranged for a fan-shaped charge.

The cavalry, which was [-] meters long horizontally, was like falling rocks on a high mountain, with endless fury and momentum, they wanted to crush the rats in front of them into powder.

"Well, it's time for us next." Mi Shan saw that Edgar had already rushed out. Although the dragon's horn did not inspire him, it seemed to be a good opening ceremony for a war.

"For Caledor!"

The dragon-claw ballista on the city wall took the lead in firing at the densely populated Ratman positions. Flame meteors pierced the darkness of the night sky. After piercing through the Ratmen's bodies, they formed residual flame pillars on the spot, providing more energy for the charging soldiers. bright career.

The giant dragon troop, which is far faster than the cavalry, has already flown to the sky above the jungle under the leadership of Imrik, and the breath and thunder alternately fell on the heads of the rats. While bringing death, it also caused thick black smoke to emerge on the battlefield, and The accompanying burnt smell.

After the giant dragon troop broke up the enemy's formation, the Dragon Prince's army formally approached the enemy, piercing through the fur of the slave rats with their spears, and the horses knocked these emaciated rats into the air, breaking their bones and tendons.

Two armies with disparate numbers fell into battle in the jungle. Caledon still used the ancient and effective fighting method. With the dragon palm controlling the air power, he used his breath to break up the formation of the enemy's anti-cavalry units, allowing the Dragon Prince Can enter the field smoothly, and then let the infantry meet the enemy.

Although this ancient and effective method has a history of more than [-] years, after all, in the past, Caledor only needed a giant dragon to solve all problems, and the infantry was only responsible for finishing.

But it is enough for the current battlefield. A large number of slave rats used as cannon fodder were consumed during the first wave of contact with the enemy. The sole purpose of the bottom of the Skaven society is to consume the enemy's physical strength and ammunition, and then be killed It is eaten by other ratmen as food.

Flames began to appear on the mountain not far away, and the giant dragon troop led by Imrik was about to find the enemy's artillery position. Even though the Ratman deliberately dispersed the artillery positions to avoid being quickly found and annihilated by the dragon, Lao Mi, as the dragon In the shape of the radar, and the rapid effectiveness of the dragon father's belief in transmitting information, these methods are nothing more than letting the dragon flap its wings a few more times, and continue to spew out scorching breath from the sky.

But all this is just the beginning.

Negrich, the plague lord staying in a hidden corner, muttered silently.

(End of this chapter)