Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 482 The First Banquet at Naggaroth
Ulthuan caused another upheaval because of this war, but for the armies far away, it is time to take a good rest.

Under the leadership of Masno and Aizhuo, an unprecedented banquet was held at the Vaal Anvil in Naggaroth, and Eltharion, who came to hear the news, also brought the Yrisians to join it.

What is quite surprising is that the Shadow King actually retreated from the north, letting the soldiers unload their heavy burdens and relax here.

A large amount of supplies just brought in from the south has been sent to various places by the logistics soldiers. It is advocated that no one is allowed to leave until the food is finished today.

Originally, Davian wanted Old Vadin to cook a charcoal-grilled Druzzi's scalp for the Shadow King, with Cold One's venom as a drink, but he felt that he might be pierced by an arrow from the Moon Bow, so he had to give up.

In the open-air banquet venue, senior generals from the four kingdoms exchanged experiences on the battlefield.

Of course, generally speaking, the Caledonians talk about their glory more, but Davian was between the Shadow King and Ai Zhuo, talking non-stop,

"As soon as I saw that fear lord, I immediately asked Ingersthos to charge up. The breath of the shining star dragon burned most of the black dragon's wings. There was panic in the eyes of this dirty Drucci, and I immediately charged with a dragon spear , piercing it through the air."

Looking at the proud eyes of the Dragon Prince, Ai Zhuo put one empty hand around his face, and asked with some doubts,
"But I remember that you haven't gotten the dragon gun from Vaal Anvil yet, did you borrow it from Masnow?"

Hearing this, the people around turned their eyes around, intending to listen to Davian's answer.

Davian, who was exposed, coughed twice, indicating that this matter was not what Prince Eldraine said,

"Ahem, why, I temporarily asked Priest Vaal for a dragon gun, just for this moment."

Ai Zhuo took a look at this stubborn brat without leaving a trace, Dragonlord Blade?The sharp-tongued blade is almost the same, with the same virtue as Imrik.

On the contrary, the Shadow King didn't express his views on this matter. As long as he was fighting Du Luqi, that would be a good thing. Who cares whether he has a dragon gun or not.

Aris Anar raised his glass as a signal, and let the two people beside him drink together.

After drinking a glass, Davian winked and said to the Shadow King that he had something good to show him, and it was guaranteed to make him remember deeply and never forget it.

Seeing two people who looked like young people, whose actual age might be thirty times different, walked towards the corner with their shoulders hooked, Ai Zhuo felt that these dragon princes were quite different from before.

The previous banquet was a step-by-step discussion of various battlefield mistakes. If the friendly army made the slightest mistake, it would be pointed out by the arrogant Caledonian, thinking that their abilities were not worthy of the status of reinforcements.

"But at least it's a good thing, at least they look like human beings." Ai Zhuo sighed for a moment in his heart, he was a little bit of an assist in this battle.

It's just that they and Eltharion are responsible for stopping the reinforcements from the east, and the most difficult tasks are completed by Caledon and Nagareth.

With the addition of Itain and the Cosque Navy that blocked the sea area, four kingdoms are in charge of a small Karond Kar.

Feeling a bit boring here, Aizhuo walked towards another location and found that Eltharion was surrounded by a group of dragon princes.

Agsel's face was flushed after drinking, and he kept patting Etharion's shoulder, urging,

"Drink it quickly. Don't the Iris people even have the courage to do so? You must know that the champion warrior drank up two barrels of Dragon's Breath Vodka at once, and still had the strength to go fishing on the deck."

Masno kept nodding his head, indicating that this was indeed the case. As for how much he drank, only the group of people who fell in the cabin knew.

Eltharion, who was slapped on the shoulder, stared at the glass of red liquid that was still bubbling in his hand, the corners of his eyes twitched a little. He thought this banquet was just a post-war summary, but he didn't expect it to be a carnival.

Seeing that Etharion was still hesitating, Agthel couldn't help it, and urged him again,
"Hurry up, hurry up, if you drink this cup of Dragon's Breath Vodka, I'll tell you a secret."

The kind-hearted Ai Zhuo planned to stop the dragon prince's fire. He tasted this thing before, but he didn't even swallow it, and sprayed it out.

"He's still a young man, Agthel, don't think that everyone is like you, staying in the tavern all day."

Agsel raised his eyebrows when he heard this. The others were afraid that Ai Zhuo was the prince's father-in-law, so they didn't dare to talk back, but what is our identity, do we need to care about this?

Let go of the arm that was hooking Eltharion, twisted his neck, and there was a popping sound, "Why, our peacemaker is going to participate in this kind of thing again? I have long seen you as an old boy, Dare to touch it."

Ai Zhuo, who was provoked, did not hesitate, and planned to do what he said.

But as the center of the incident, Eltharion stopped two veterans who had experienced many battles. Honestly, he didn't guess the double reeds of Agthel and Aizhuo, and stopped the two who seemed to have lost their temper.

Picking up the cup of Dragon's Breath Vodka, he smothered his blushing cheeks, and there was a burst of applause, praising Moralion's son as a warrior, with the style of the Yris falcon.

Agthel raised his eyebrows and looked at Aizhuo, who had achieved the expected results, and said that he did a good job. Eltharion's ability is not to be said, and his personality is too rigid. Such a prince may have enough prestige, but he lacks some humanity.

After choking his neck and finishing the glass of Caledonian wine, Eltharion saw the two people who were about to fight stop, and his face was full of successful smiles.

Knowing that he was tricked, he could only smile reluctantly, expressing that he would never be fooled a second time.

"This would be much better. How can you keep a cold face after the war? If you can't experience happiness when you are alive, you will be spurned even after death." Agsel poured a normal glass for Etharion. Wine, the Dragon Prince still has a good impression of this young man.

Eltharion has proven himself worthy of the tusk sword, and the helm of Yres waits to slide its wings above his head.

"Although I don't like Agthel very much, what he said makes sense." Ai Zhuo nodded without losing the opportunity. His relationship with Agthel is a bit complicated, and it is all the grievances left by the Dragon Prince's father.

After all, Wind Howling City is the closest to Tyrannoroc, so it is impossible that no story happened.

The run-on Agsel knew that Aizhuo was picking on him, and was ready to refute immediately.
"You really owe it, I don't want to understand, how did you agree with Etira's marriage. I remember 160 years ago, you will never be in front of Prince Mikhail, you will never have Caleda. Create a deeper connection."

It's okay not to mention this matter, but Aizhuo gets a little angry when Imric's father is mentioned,
"Mikhail is an out-and-out bastard. I kindly took the army to the Broken Coast for support. He actually blamed me for being too slow and delayed the timing. I remember you were there at the time. I have to say, from the Dragon Palace The people who come out look like jerks."

Amidst the non-stop drinking and noise, the celebration banquet held in Naggaroth was considered a success. At least it proved that Azul could not only defeat Druzzi, but also kill him in the land where the corpses were buried. celebrate.

Except for a few ogres who only cared about eating and drinking, people from several kingdoms were very satisfied with the celebration banquet and hoped that the next time it would be held in Naggarond.

(End of this chapter)