Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

The ruins of Morukan are full of foul-smelling mud swamps. It was once the seat of an ancient kingdom. Vampires performed great feats in the bad land. The blood ancestors headed by Usolun created a social environment where midnight nobles and humans coexist harmoniously. .

But as the Blood Queen became dissatisfied and poured out her anger on the kingdom that did not respect her, a green-skinned war wave that destroyed the dwarf empire surged towards Morukan, comparable to the great earthquake in the old world.

Obviously, the strength of the Blood Ancestors was not enough to compare with the dwarves after the Longbeard War. The entire kingdom was submerged by the greenskins and turned into ruins. Only some walls with the claw logo were left, telling the glorious history of the former vampire kingdom. .

Belegar raised his foot and kicked the wall. Under the strong force of the dwarf, the already fragile masonry structure turned into loose sand scattered on the ground.

He didn't bother to grin, cursed and said,

"The human kingdom established by vampires, haha, this is the funniest thing I have ever heard.

These white-skinned fangs will only try to suck out the blood of every living person, and then turn it into a corpse and then pull it up for reuse. It is comparable to the oppression of workers by the Malorian Chamber of Commerce. "

"Don't forget about our work, instead of paying attention to some old vampire friends who died at the hands of the greenskins." Bruni reminded, but he also frowned and observed the surrounding situation, it was too quiet...

Belegar remained relaxed and turned a deaf ear to the Dragon Prince's words.

"Do you think there is still a threat to this ruins? Even if I stand on the Stone of Oath and don't fight back, these unconscious skeletons can't hurt me in the slightest."

As he spoke, the hollow eyes of a skeleton in the corner flickered with faint light. Belegar had already swung his left hand horizontally, bringing the shield of resistance passed down by the Angrond clan from generation to generation into close contact with the skeleton.

The solid meteorite shattered the soul-hungry instinct of the undead. The alternating wet and dry environment for thousands of years had already made the bones fragile, turning them into powder together with the wall they were leaning against.

Perhaps this skeleton holding an old weapon was a warrior who protected the kingdom with honor in the past, but in the eyes of dwarves and elves, he was just a low-level man/monkey coward who obeyed vampires.

What should have been a covert operation, under Belega's manipulation, was enough to let all the creatures in the ruins know that outsiders were entering.

This makes Bruni feel very distressed. Although there is definitely no strong presence in this place that can break through the shell of your resistance shield, but military missions are not risky, so how can you do this nonsense.

Belegar, who was leading his bodyguards to smash the ruins of the road, turned his head, blew his beard, glared at the Dragon Prince and said,

"Don't talk about the nature of the military mission all day long. We need to act in secret. We are wearing heavy armor, and the footsteps walking into the ruins are as obvious as the roar of Minas Nir.

Instead of working hard to find threat targets, let them actively search for them. "

Okay, you are the leader of the Angland clan, you have the final say. I am an unimportant dragon prince and have no power to give orders.

Bruni raised his hand and asked the elf soldiers behind him to go to the perimeter to guard. This was a consensus reached after many years of cooperation. Even the Asur soldiers, no matter how well-equipped they were, could hardly match the dwarves in facing the enemy head-on.

Twenty years is enough time for the mustaches of the Angland clan to become elites who have experienced hundreds of battles. Belegar, who used the treasure trove of Eight Peaks Mountain as collateral, will not be stingy with the lives of his clan members.

If something good came along, he would naturally order it from Torek, and the Angland clan accidentally unearthed a batch of oath gold in Golden Oath City, which made the rune master happy to take over this important task.

Angrond's Oath Guard, who worked with Belegar on the demolition work, is one of Master Torek's masterpieces. The helmet, armor, iron axe, and shield each have at least one master-level rune.

They are all the bravest warriors in the clan. Unlike other compatriots, the sworn guards strictly abide by the dwarven traditions and are not equipped with long-range weapons.

Just to express their determination, they will never retreat together with the King of Bafeng Mountain who is standing at the front.

The demolition work of the hundreds of sworn guards went very smoothly. The dwarves were good at meticulous and patient work, but they were also particularly keen on violent actions. Rather than facing an enemy attacking from nowhere in a corner, they would rather see a group of fools charging towards a shield wall, only to be crushed into powder by the mountains.

Looking at the orderly advance of the sworn guards and the vigilant scouts guarding the perimeter, Bruni felt a lot in his heart. In his spare time, he took out his pipe and prepared to enjoy a moment of tranquility.

There are many conflicts between the two sides, which is inevitable, but as the contact with the greenskins increases, the dwarves are reluctant to stop their nagging complaints and raise their axes and shields to fight alongside the elves.

As for the oath gold excavated in Golden Oath City, Masnot said that he only asked for a very small part of it and provided it to Vaal Anvil as research material, and the relationship between the two parties was successfully bridged.

The fabricated railway plan was actually just a joke. A large amount of building materials nominally used to lay the railway were actually used to repair the city.

This allowed the dwarves to see that Pointed Ears really only wanted the dragon horn and had little interest in their treasure.

The Dragon Prince looked at the muddy river and took back his pipe.

Now there is only one step to reach Bafeng Mountain. Twenty years of continuous fighting has made many soldiers tired. Even if a large number of entertainment facilities are opened in cities and strongholds, it is difficult to conceal the reality of being unable to contact the outside world.

I just hope that the situation in Ulthuan can wait until the operation in the old world is over...

An indistinct crisp whistle interrupted the Dragon Prince's feelings and also caused the dwarf who was originally engaged in violent dismantling to stop.

Depending on the encounter with the enemy, the method of transmitting information is also different. When encountering the greenskins, they will directly raise the horn to warn. These noisy boys shouting waaagh will not care about the enemy's reaction. They will just hold machetes and bone clubs. charge.

Greenskins are not the only enemies in the vast world. The vague whistle signals that the beastmen are approaching.

Belegar, who heard the warning, waved his shield of resistance in displeasure. No matter where he went, there would always be three kinds of creatures in the world - beastmen, greenskins and ratmen.

The personal guards raised the stone of oath and let the king stand in a prominent position. This was an encouragement to friendly forces and a deterrent to enemy forces.

When the dwarf lord stands proudly on the sacred rock that symbolizes the glory of the clan, no dwarf can flinch in the eyes of his ancestors, and no one can destroy this clan wall.

Standing on the Oath Stone, Belegar smelled two smells besides the stench of mud. The wind blowing from the mountains swept the stench of the beastmen into his nose, but it also brought the smell of his hometown here.

The breath was so weak, but it shocked the spirit that had been weakened by long-term fighting.

He struck the Shield of Resistance with a hammer, roaring in the clanging sound of metal,

"Sons of the Angland clan, the ugly beastmen are trying to stop us from returning to Eight Peaks Mountain. In the name of our ancestors, what should we do?"

The sworn guards all moved in unison with the king, their battle axes hitting their shields. Although they didn't know where the enemy was, as long as the dwarf stood here, they would never be defeated.

Under the thick beard, more than a hundred mouths opened together, and the sound was so loud that it seemed that the ruins hundreds of miles around could hear it.

"In the name of our ancestors, no one can stop the Angland clan!" (End of this chapter)