Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Davian, who was the second person to attend, looked at the silence between the prince and his respected comrades. He no longer looked as frivolous as before, and came to the far right end of the round table, consciously placing his rainbow-shaped body at the bottom of the table.

Nowadays, he has long been regarded as an archmage. If he had not been busy with many affairs and had too little time to study magic, Master Ma, who likes to have fun, might be able to gain a place in the magic world of Ulthuan.

This rainbow-shaped soul is his current essence, full of possibilities and unknowns.

Everyone took their seats one by one. In addition to the noble council, some dragon princes who had been given important responsibilities were also fortunate enough to participate in this pre-war meeting.

There were more than thirty people in total, most of whom were old friends Imric was very familiar with, and some of them were unfamiliar faces, and they were also newly promoted high-level dragon princes.

There are not many ritual links. In this sacred place, everyone thinks that this is the divine kingdom of the Dragon Father, and Imric, as the presiding officer, is naturally the incarnation of his will in the world.

Since the incarnations all think that one sentence can start the process, the Dragon Father must not care about the so-called ritual part.

After seeing all the people arriving, Imrik nodded. Although he had to wait for some time, there was no accident in waiting. This was the best thing.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start our respective reports."

The first person to be named was naturally Assanil, who was already in a high position. Now the commander of the Royal Navy of Caledor, he has a remarkable reputation in the old world. He firmly controls the maritime hegemony from the Southern Kingdom to Haimen Pass. The flagship Ark is more Become the symbol of pointed ears in the mouth of the greenskins.

Seeing everyone turning their attention to him, Assanil showed a helpless expression.

"If you expect the navy to be effective, just ask Slann to get the Ark to the Eight Peaks Mountain. I guarantee that any number of greenskins and ratmen can be killed."

While joking, Assaniel was obviously in a good mood. Otherwise, with his previous temperament, he would only solemnly state the power in his hands. After summarizing, he would make relevant suggestions and wait for higher-level decisions.

The veteran Edgar, who was exaggerated by the joyful atmosphere, also said angrily at this moment,

"After all, you still have several complete fleets at your disposal. I want to ask everyone present, who only has one war horse as a living force, and maybe a newly adopted kitten."

Everyone knew that the veteran was insinuating that he had to deal with troubles for the prince on Sartosa. As the person in charge of the early stage of Operation Badlands, he could actually count the number of times he had fought with the greenskins on his fingers.

Wycliffe waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing at all, and said to his old friend,

"If you are not willing, I, the lord and auxiliary minister of Fengxiao City, am willing to change my positions."

"Haha, I really envy Mr. Harandur for having countless jobs every day. Unlike me in Sartusa, my daily job is to sign autographs, read newspapers and go fishing."

In addition to the strange mood, Imrik gained a deeper understanding of these old guys. Perhaps the annual meeting of the noble council was not to discuss national affairs.

Instead, find a good place and show off each other's bad mouths every once in a while.

Randy, who has the highest prestige, naturally would not easily let two disrespectful guys lose face in front of the newly promoted high-level dragon prince. He coughed twice and emphasized,

"Useless words, wait until it's over."

After being brought back to the topic, Assaniel was still the first to speak, but he found that the naval commander at this moment was turning his head and whispering something to a young man. Judging from the laughter from time to time, he might be giving a speech to the new commander. Jin people told the old guys' scandals.

Following the young man's reminder, Assanil also discovered the problem. With lightning speed, he changed his posture, and with an impeccable sitting posture, he began to explain the situation of the navy. "The situation of the Royal Navy is not bad, but the idea when it was first established was that the main job of the fleet was to attack the enemy's maritime forces and assist ground forces in suppressing coastal cities. This led the Navy to focus on long-range heavy fire strikes and anti-bounce tactics. , there is a lack of landing troops that can exert actual control over the land."

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't hide it." Imrik waved his hands impatiently. This miserable behavior was nothing more than asking for someone.

Assaniel, who was directly pointed out, was not shy at all. He spoke righteously about the navy's embarrassing situation and proposed a solution.

"The Ark still has a lot of remaining space, and I think it is necessary to specifically make up for this shortcoming. The original strategic intention of the maritime fortress is to pose a huge threat to the enemy's three hundred-kilometer coastal area.

After reading His Highness Dracnir's plan in detail, the Qingyan Port Coast Guard is a good complementary means that can effectively enhance the Royal Navy's threat to land.

As far as the situation in the Badlands is concerned, if the Royal Navy can head north after completing the first wave of transportation missions and land in the Western Badlands, it will definitely attract the attention of a large number of greenskins and make the recovery of Golden Oath City more efficient. For ease. "

"so?"

"I hope to establish a new corps under the Navy, called the Marine Corps. While being proficient in maritime operations, it can also independently complete land combat plans and cooperate with the powerful firepower of the naval fleet to pose a greater threat to the enemy! "

The mention of this matter caused everyone to give Assanil a look of disdain without leaving any trace. As a military fortress general, the most common thing he did was to complain to the palace about his poverty.

Unexpectedly, this tradition was also brought to the navy. The palace gave the Royal Navy so many resources that it was not difficult to form a marine force.

Presumably Assanil is covetous of the abilities of these Kislev barbarians and is unwilling to expand the functions of an important corps composed of a group of unreliable border princes leading humans.

"You really dare to ask..." Imrik was speechless about this. He thought that Assanil's ability to cry miserably was completely different from before. This righteous look seemed as if he was violating his ancestors by not agreeing. Training is average.

"I'm doing this for Caledor's future!"

The confident words became a bit funny in Assanil's rolling eyes. He turned his attention to Randy, hoping to get the veteran to provide some verbal support. If there is a team of the parliament leader, even if the prince wants to refuse, he will. Think about how to speak.

Fortunately, Randy didn't show any expression to this look and just sat there as firmly as a bell.

Now that you have become the commander of the navy, don't think about taking anything away from the army, just draw a clear line.

While rubbing his brows, Imrik wondered whether this was feasible. If Assanil was satisfied at once, he would definitely treat the Port Defense Force as a treasure. If the number of people meets the demand, the Douglas Territory may only become more powerful. become a city that provides labor force.

This is contrary to the original idea.

Increasing revenue and reducing expenditure is a powerful way out, and we cannot let him get used to it.

Under Assanil's expectant gaze, Imric made a decision and decided on the initial establishment of the Marine Corps.

"Three thousand port defense troops, the palace will provide treatment according to the standard of normal human soldiers, and the rest will be figured out by oneself." (End of Chapter)