Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

In the plains near Wild Beast Town, the army that had just finished their long journey began to set up camp on the spot. The champion warriors had already eliminated all difficulties in landing for the prince.

Except for some jackals that gnawed on corpses, there was not a single creature from the badlands for hundreds of miles around.

The army that entered the bad land first amounted to 20,000 people, most of whom were veterans who had followed the Dragon Prince in the north and south.

From the Battle of Ulthuan Fennuir Plains, to the Great Holy War of Kislev, the Holy War of Snakes and Rats of Lustria, and the Battle of the Bloody Tsarina, he can be regarded as the most elite veteran among the elves.

The seemingly fierce battle in the north turned out to be nothing more than a brief report in Imric's hands.

With a tormenting mentality, Assanil used the Marine Corps, which no one cared about, in the name of covering the main battlefield to review the actual capabilities of this unit whose maintenance cost was less than that of the local militia.

Regarding the high-ranking dragon prince's squandering behavior, Imric only sneered after learning about it and informed the navy commander.

If you don't want to be a dragon prince on horseback, you'd better be honest and don't treat the regular army that the palace has worked so hard to produce as expendable.

But fortunately, the way these human officers showed off their special abilities really opened the eyes of the Dragon Prince.

Raising materials to deceive bank loans, finding lizard-man sacred objects from nowhere, signing unequal terms of support with the church, smuggling precious minerals from Naggaroth...

There are only a dozen human officers, but their methods are really diverse, and they can be called a model for looking for angel investments in the new world.

After taking a second look at Adela's regard for a human officer, Imrik put down the report.

Compared with these soldiers who were just doing chores in the eyes of the navy commander, the Dragon Prince was more concerned about the next thing - the legion sent by Eternal Peak.

It has been a consensus between the two parties for many years that they jointly recover the Golden Oath City and the Bottomless Steps. However, when it comes to the actual implementation, Thorgrin will find it difficult to abandon the face of the High King.

The High King asked the kings of several powerful mountain fortresses, including Seagate Pass, Torrent Pass, Butcher's Keep, and Horn Keep.

Haimenguan expressed his support and believed that there were some common interests in cooperating with the elves, and he only needed to be careful of being stabbed in the dark.

Agrim, the Butcher King, chose to remain silent on this matter. The new hatred in his rune-vibranium belt made him unwilling to interfere in the affairs of the bad land. He tried his best to attack the vampire lair to the east, trying to use the blood of the Lahmian family. , temporarily replacing Gul's soul.

The remaining Torrent Pass and Horn Keep expressed strong opposition. No matter how Thorgreen persuaded the advantages of this matter, the stubborn king insisted that the names in the Book of Hatred were clearly visible, and there was absolutely no room for relaxation with the elves. .

Seeing that only Haimenguan expressed support, Thorgreen became fierce.

Okay, then let us go it alone at Eternal Peak. You guys who cling to the mountain fortress deserve to only remember the Book of Hatred for the rest of your life, but cannot take revenge.

Led by the champion warrior of the Drak Duraz clan, an army with the Hammer Warriors as the main force set off from the Eternal Peak, carrying ancestral rune treasures and guild workers who were good at building various military facilities in an attempt to After a lapse of thousands of years, I left the World's Edge Mountains and set foot in the ancient sunken mountain fortress.

But after knowing the number of people in detail, even if he knew more about the situation of the dwarves, Imric still felt sighing.

An army of four thousand people, and the Supreme Court, which dispatched a hundred thousand legions during the Long Beard War, seemed to exist in two dimensions.

There were not many people in the camp, and it was still the original configuration, with a lazy prince leaning on a bench, a guard huddled in the corner, a giant armor standing next to the main seat, and a maid organizing the layout.

According to the logistics supply idea, the military mage needs to place a guide stone here to facilitate the connection to the magic teleportation array on Sartusa.

The deployment of the guiding stones takes a lot of time. This is not a simple suppression of magic props. Every mistake in the details will cause a chain reaction. If it is not deployed well, what may appear from the magic circle is not wheat and water, but Nurgle's Soup and green cuties.

This allowed the army to rest and recuperate, and the carriages marched toward the west in an orderly manner. Under the cover of scouts and cavalry, they replenished fresh water and food from the ships. According to the thinking of the dragon princes, green skins can give birth, but we also consume energy.

Elves have such a long lifespan. If one elf kills ten greenskins in a year, that means one thousand in one hundred years. With 20,000 soldiers in our hands, we don't believe that the greenskins can reproduce 20 million in one hundred years.

Imrik, who was yawning as he waited for the champion warrior of the Drakduraz clan, felt a little bored, which was different from what he expected.

The greenskins have been dealing with the elves for a long time, and they seem to have become shrewd. They know the tactics of the enemy's advance and retreat. Except for the cavalry, which can catch some boys with their mobility, most of the greenskin strongholds detected in advance have been cleared.

It is estimated that he was taken under the command of some ambitious warlord and was preparing to gather all the tribes in the bad land to have a fierce fight with the elves.

When he was bored, the prince naturally planned to have some fun with the maid.

Looking at Phyllis who was still busy with the layout of the camp, Imric rested his chin on his hand and looked very bored.

"Someone told me something. Drachnir was proposed to."

Felice, who was holding a huge dragon scale in her hand, opened her mouth unconsciously and turned around in disbelief, her expression full of surprise.

"How is it possible? Your Highness is still a child..."

She shook her head violently. No matter whether this was true or not, she must show a solemn attitude.

"We have an obligation to supervise every woman who comes close to His Highness, and we cannot instill irrelevant things into him too early. The most important thing for him to do at this age is to learn how to govern a country and lead an army, rather than focusing on human affairs. .

The first duty of every dragon lord is to protect the kingdom..."

Imrik kept nodding, approving the maid's words. After she told many of the prince's requests, he shrugged and said,

"The person who proposed to him was Lila."

"Uh..." The embarrassed maid never expected the truth of the matter. Lila was a member of the Bell Keke family. In terms of seniority, His Highness was her uncle.

His age is also consistent with his status as a junior, but he is only six years old...

Seeing the embarrassment of the maid, Imrik expressed his willingness to continue reading and described the atmosphere at that time vividly,

"Lila said that Mother Adira and Grandfather Imrik are so well matched. I feel that I, like Uncle Dracnir, am Elsa's blessed life partner, hahaha..."

Imric couldn't hold it back anymore, so he covered his face and laughed out loud. He felt that the little girl had quite good taste.

If Drachnir was soft-hearted and agreed, when he grew up, he could rely on the son of Caledor's oath to never break his promise, coercion and coquettishness to seek a wave of family status.

Realizing that she was being teased, the maid's face turned cold and she stood up straight. The huge dragon scales in her hands seemed to become an indestructible shield.

"Lord Dragon, please do not discuss private family matters in the army. If you let the soldiers know that while they are busy issuing orders, you are actually joking between caring children, it will harm the face of the palace.

As your maid, I have the obligation to remind you to focus on the war. "

Imrik, who was reminded, put his fingers around his cheek in confusion, tilted his head and asked the loyal guard beside him,

"Did I just talk about private family matters?"

"No, His Highness Drachnir is the future of Caledor. Any of his actions will involve the kingdom. We must treat it with caution." (End of Chapter)