Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

The second shot rang out, and the soldiers standing outside pulled the triggers of their raised guns.

It wasn't dense, but the extremely deadly rain of bullets pierced through the wood and hit the body of the noble who was still sucking blood, tearing up the outer silk robes used as human camouflage, leaving black holes of various sizes on his body.

The head of the vampire was pierced, but relying on his already inhuman body, he was still alive under the effect of Nico's curse.

The vampires who were not good at fighting with the enemy's long-range firepower did what they were best at, which was to turn into a black shadow and attack humans.

As long as they rush into the enemy's position, these prominent people with the midnight guardian can tear the armor with their sharp claws, drink the blood with their fangs, and slaughter the enemy in fear.

When the sharp claws were about to hit Laskul's chest, the bloodborn thought he would get a pair of eyes full of fear, but what he saw was only eyes full of sarcasm.

Slow, too slow, just find a dragon prince who is infinitely faster than this speed.

A cold blue arc light suddenly appeared between the two, at an astonishingly fast speed, just like a full moon showing light behind the clouds blown away by a strong wind.

A bloody arm fell to the ground, followed by a burst of gunshots.

"Boom."

After the vampire's corpse lay heavily on the ground, Raskol turned the gun and pointed it at the other vampires who were surprised by the sudden change of the situation, showing a sunny smile.

"who is the next."

When several corpses lay on the ground like wild dogs, Laskoll, the captain, chose to close the team.

The corpses of these midnight dignitaries are still somewhat useful, for example... hanging on wooden poles to receive the people's admiration.

He nodded secretly for this idea that suddenly appeared in his mind, and fought against Du Luqi for several years, not only learned the method of fighting elves, but also obtained a handful of torture methods along the way.

At least the skins of these vampires cannot be skinned, otherwise who would know that these people are the noble Midnight Lords.

After commanding his soldiers to go to the central square to do some commemorative acts, Laskoll looked at Mazov who had just entered the street, and the other team also had a few dragged vampires behind them.

But better than the way he had handled it, the vampires were still alive.

"It amazes me that you still know how to keep them alive. It's not like the Mazov I know. I thought you would blow them to pieces and throw them in the Hetman's estate, so that the noble lord can be reborn." Know your compatriots."

"Don't let anger take over your mind, Lasker, we need every piece of information, let these vampires live for a few more days first." Mazov calmly signaled his men to drag the vampires out.

A female vampire bound by magic chains was dragged in front of the non-commissioned officer, her delicate face was full of fear, her palm was pierced by iron nails, and blood flowed from the ground.

The sergeant squatted down, pinched the vampire's chin with his hands, and let those eyes meet it,

"Isn't this the lady of some family in Kislev City? Why, you have become a moth in a real sense?"

"Let me go, Laskol, Queen Khan promises that as long as you choose to surrender, Erengrad will belong to your rule and gain endless life and power." The female vampire begged bitterly. Soldiers of monsters who may not like torment, but definitely love to let their enemies die.

"Oh, this is really a good condition, you heard it." After Raskul emphasized, bursts of laughter came from around, saying that only the most despicable chaotic scum would accept this condition.

"Unfortunately, I am not satisfied with this condition. Why don't I make a condition."

"The power of the female tsar is infinite, as long as you can think of it, she can satisfy you." For a little life, the vampire does not mind the glory of the mistress.

"Then I want her to die. Is this condition okay?" Laskoll said a condition that was obviously to fool the vampire. After seeing his dim eyes, his face had an expression of enlightenment, "It seems that she You don't intend to meet my little request. In this case, let me, a legal citizen of Kislev, fight for my legitimate interests. As for you..."

"Hehe, I believe Mazov knows how to get you to talk. He has learned a lot of torture techniques from Naggaros and Druzzi. Putting them on vampires should also have some effect."

The vampire was dragged by iron chains to the interrogation room. Mazov, who was standing side by side with Lasker, spoke bitterly.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this..."

"Then what do you want me to do? Discuss the respective spheres of influence at the negotiating table with these moths who unscrupulously hunt and kill the blood of civilians at night, and let the children of the motherland be ruled by a group of dark creatures? We become a group of soft eggs, Sticking to the last bit of the pure land that he thinks he is, delusional thinking that he can drive them away in the future." The non-commissioned officer's tone became more and more rigid, he never thought that returning to the Congress would be in such a situation.The soldiers who provided a lot of money for the reconstruction were treated unfairly, and the only two remaining cities in the country were reduced to a situation where they were ruled by vampires.

Except for the area near the Caledor embassy, ​​which is relatively peaceful, the rest of Elengrad has completely become a paradise for vampires, and Kislev City is even more unimaginable.

"No... Forget it, let's implement it according to your ideas. We still have a lot to do." Mazov shook his head, but did not express his doubts. The sergeant's temperament has changed. Good intentions, but after seeing the motherland become like this, after a month of seeking reasonable interests through the law has no effect.

That kindness turned into a ruthless determination.

"When will the munitions promised by Caledo arrive?" Lasker motioned for the scar-faced veteran who was in charge of handing over to Caledo to come over.

"After seven days, there will be [-] muskets and [-] cannons, [-] breastplates, [-] swords, and some special equipment for dealing with vampires."

"Very good, you should be familiar with the ammunition that was seized earlier, how is the situation of the winter icicles?"

The scarred veteran was momentarily at a loss for words. He didn't expect the captain to directly detain the Caledon trade ship that accompanied him to Erengrad. Originally, most of these were used as supplies for the giant horned viper.

But the strangest thing was that the young captain of the embassy guard said not to move, but he was handing a musket to Misha Eagle.

"Hilbert has agreed that the Icicle of Winter will have you as the leader, and with Misha's Eagle, we now have a total of 2254 people."

"That idiot Ulysses is still at Keith's Dock?"

"Yes, he still insisted that the Giant Bear Monastery can handle this matter, and all the people we sent to contact were kicked out."

A cruel smile appeared on Raskol's face. Since the etiquette is already in place, he is unwilling to accept it, so he has to deal with it in other ways.

"Very well, tell Daz Light that the day after tomorrow morning, ten days later, I will hold a traditional mercenary match with Ulysses, the winner will take the leadership, and the loser...he won't want to know the answer .” (End of this chapter)