Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Looking at the three veterans who were full of doubts, Imrik sighed, there were some things that really needed to be said.

"During the Great Holy War, I made a verbal agreement with the Dwarf High King Erickson regarding the Eight Peaks Mountain."

The verbal agreement did not surprise the three of them. They could detect the strangeness of the dwarves, and the resistance to the elves in the caravans coming to the New World for trade was slightly reduced.

But why is it Bafeng Mountain?

Edgar was the first to speak. He was quick-tempered and went straight like a lance.
"I don't quite understand. There is no shortage of magical weapons in Caledor now. There is no need to cling to the honor of the past and do such stupid things for the dwarves. Even a long-lost mountain fortress cannot be recaptured. Put your hope in Caledor, what a disgrace.”

"Yes, we do not lack magical weapons, but what if the Dwarf High King uses the legendary dragon horn, the remains of Caledor II, and the Phoenix Crown as a promise?"

"This, this..." Edgar fell silent. How should he answer this? Unless he wanted to have another long-bearded battle, these things could not be obtained through normal channels.

Knowing that the old guy was stuck in a thinking dilemma, Imrik did not force him to answer, but explained,

"My bottom line is the Legendary Dragon Horn. I have explained to Thorgrin before that if the dwarves cannot organize the recovery of the Eight Peaks Mountain within a hundred years, Caledor will expedition to the bad land and take back the relics of the dragon tamer."

"So the Legendary Dragon Horn is located in the Eight Peaks Mountain?" Thinking of the distance between the Eight Peaks Mountain and the Dragon Bone Wasteland, Edgar fell into thinking again, but Imrik suddenly received another big news.

"Yes, and I can tell you clearly that the way to solve narcolepsy is to use the legendary dragon horn to hold a purification ceremony in the Dragon Bone Wasteland. Otherwise, even if we take back this treasure from the Eight Peaks Mountain, it will be difficult to awaken the dragons on a large scale. "

"Damn you," Woodrow, who was well-educated, cursed in a low voice. Organizing two expeditions took a lot of energy and time. This was not a war with Druchi, and there was no name to call other kingdoms to join the war.

Even if you include the lizardmen, choosing the pig-forward strategy will definitely result in heavy losses. It may be wise to cooperate with dwarves who are familiar with the terrain.

"This is big news. I need to discuss this with my colleagues in the Council." Randy rubbed his eyebrows, feeling that this was the most troublesome thing in the past years, comparable to the last time Imric went to Avalon alone to rescue Alarielle. .

Edgar gritted his teeth. His lifelong regret was that he did not have a dragon partner. This was a life-long pain point. He gave priority to young people in the few alliance ceremonies held over the years, but there was an opportunity to realize his long-cherished wish. .

"We can capture Bafeng Mountain and Dragon Bone Wasteland now."

"Are you crazy?! There are millions of fucking greenskins and rats. There are no supplies along the way, the terrain is unfamiliar, and there is no response. How is this different from committing suicide!" Woodrow grabbed his old friend. , shaking his body to show calmness, even though the old man was still very excited now.

Edgar looked excited, and regardless of where he was, he patted the table and said,
"What do you want me to do, you Druchi breeder? That is the legendary dragon horn. My family has not had any members who have been allied with the dragon for nearly 500 years. You want me to look at Caledor like this before I die?" Does the artifact become sour and smelly when placed in a ravine fortress with short stacks?!"

"Then the lives of Caledor's children cannot be used as a stepping stone to honor. Just be patient for now, be patient for now, and there will always be a way to solve it." Woodlow's words were not only comforting Edgar, but also comforting himself.The family also has two dragon princes riding war horses. As the head of the family, he dreams of seeing his children and dragons soaring in the sky.

But we can't take such a big risk and choose to act recklessly.

Randy made the final decision, motioned to the two excited colleagues beside him to be quiet, and looked at the prince on the throne with a cold expression.

"Imrik, tell me what you think. When you succeeded to the throne, I gave all the support I could. My old friends who handed over the Phoenix Court completed the process as soon as possible and persuaded my colleagues in the Noble Council to accept Young Dragon Bay. The implementation of the project will allow the soldiers to accept the new military reform. I even strongly support the marriage with Tyron Locke and have never expected any reward."

His expression changed, his eyes lowered a little, and his tone was slightly choked.
"But I only wish for one thing now. Before I enter the gate of Nisu, I can see the Caledor Mountains echoing the roar of the past dragons, let the shadows cover the sun, and let the young people no longer use short and weak lances. , and cast their gaze to the sky above, that is where they should win glory."

Imrik was not surprised by the performance of the three old guys, but he still felt a little sad in his heart. A relic of a glorious era, wasn't it referring to people like himself?

"You can't rush this matter, but I can give you a guarantee. The legendary dragon horn will definitely return to my hands within a hundred years, and the eternal nightmare of Dragon Bone Wasteland will also be dispelled. What we are doing to Dawn Fortress now is just Be prepared for this.”

Edgar was fierce and slapped Woodrow's palm away, "When I went to Dawn Fortress, I didn't believe that those low-class people dared to resist. It was their honor to dedicate their lives to Caledor. All Asur of the right age should receive training and do this. Good war preparation.”

Imrik rubbed his brows and felt a little tired of the fanatical veteran, so he rejected the idea.

"It's better to retire at home. Your hair has turned a lot white. How can you have the energy to do these things? Just proceed as planned. Dawn Fortress serves as a material transfer point and an abandonable military location. We cannot invest our energy here."

"Are you worried about the demons in Antarctica?" Woodrow thought of the rumors at sea. Many lost people were sent to inaccessible areas by various forces. Those who managed to escape were all terrified by them.

"There are some related reasons, but it is not the most important thing. We need to give up something, alas." Imrik also felt a little weak and finished his words with his hand on his forehead.

Caledor does not have enough population to build a military fortress in Dragonblight, and it is too far away from the sphere of influence. Even if it relies on the Dragon Islands to maintain supplies, it will have to invest at least 3 people to garrison it for a long time.

After completing the purification ceremony, abandon this place and shift the focus to other places. It is a forced choice.

Randy objected uncharacteristically and expressed his persistence.
"No, someone must guard the Dragon Bone Wasteland. It's difficult for you to make this decision because of the prince's position, so let me, a dying person, go!"

Signaling the emotionally agitated veteran to calm down, Imrik thought to himself that he should sit down for the meeting. The older he got, the more stubborn he became. Don't leave the door of this conference room today. (End of chapter)