Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

"Fight in..." Yiga was surprised by the thoughts that arose in his heart. No matter how crazy a person was, he would not think that thirty people could compete with a thousand times difference.

Tens of thousands of inferior horned beasts are enough to overwhelm a small team. The strong horned beasts carrying the blasphemous flag can even use the evil objects in their hands to increase the strength of their weaker compatriots.

The weakest patrol did not dare to attack at will for fear of attracting more terrifying beings. Although the beastmen were weak, they did not lack powerful creatures.

As long as a big-horned bull comes, the team without heavy fire cover will only end up in a situation of death.

"I agree with this plan."

There was no emotion in Raton's voice, and he had only one thought in his mind - to overcome all difficulties, win, face death without fear of sacrifice.

This made Yiga suppress his voice and murmured in a low voice, "Do you think we have a chance to enter the center of the Morukan ruins??? The beastmen transferred support very quickly. We cannot conduct mobile warfare at our speed, and we will only end up being defeated. The result of siege.”

"The troops are divided into two groups. The team I lead attracts the attention of the beastmen. You take the opportunity to sneak into the capital of Morukan to look for the Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks."

Yiga looked at Raton meaningfully. After spending many days together, he vaguely guessed the specific identity of this person - his elder brother who was forcibly recruited when he was young.

He is the nightmare that his father doesn't want to mention, the nightingale that haunts his mother's sad brow, and the brother that his younger brother has never known.

The command plays tricks on everyone, in various forms. I should not stop praising, because it is the arrangement of the gods to whip myself with a whip...

After silently reciting a passage from an elf poet, Yiga was noncommittal about the plan and stuck his head out from the dry river bed to observe the number of beastmen nearby.

"Forty horned beasts, eight horned beasts, two horned beasts, and one beastman standard bearer, we can quickly deal with them and start from another route. It only takes two days in the middle, and the risk is much less than that of the inferior soldiers."

Ladon held Yijia's shoulders and looked into his eyes with the same color.

The Gulam soldier, who originally lacked normal human expressions, now had a smile on his face and his voice was more emotional than before.

"Yiga, my brother, you don't deserve to die here. Let me, my brother, die for you."

"You!" Yiga's expression of shock was undisguised. When asked about his life experience along the way, Laton's answers were extremely vague, and even his own nation could not be sure.

If he hadn't recalled the scene of his mother being seriously ill in bed, dreaming and mumbling to herself while hugging the quilt, and the fact that Laton's face was 70% similar to his father's, Iga wouldn't have dared to speculate that this emotionless machine was his brother.

Raton put down the palm that was holding his brother's shoulder, turned his head to look around at the dozen or so Gulam soldiers who were accompanying him, and then looked back at Yiga.

There was a sense of heaviness in his tone, but also a sense of relief.

"We never forget our original family. It is the only time worth remembering in our lives. We have been obliterated by iron rules and training and become a machine walking in the world..."

"Do you hate it?"

The brother's question made Laton stunned for a moment, and then he laughed softly.

"Ha, hate, of course hate. The origin of all this comes from the Great Holy War. The elves need a group of slave soldiers as the price of saving mankind. I can hate all the elves involved in this matter, but in the end I gave up the thought of revenge. ."

"This is not what a soldier deserves..." Yiga clenched his fists. The years of frustration of being unable to climb up in the army, coupled with his brother's experiences, made him have some changes in how he chooses to die.

The Qingyan Port City Hall is just a puppet of the Dragon Palace, using countless lies and conspiracies to squeeze the people under its rule, thinking that this will sharpen their ears and turn them into real high-end people. Yiga's strong hatred was suppressed by his brother Laton. He stared seriously into his brother's eyes and gave instructions word by word.

"Listen Yiga, don't try to get revenge on Caledor. I don't love this elven kingdom that regards honor as a fig leaf, but I love my father, mother and you deeply. It's right for you to live safely in the new world. Caledor still has some value.

Disobedience and betrayal will lead to more serious consequences than Gulam. I hope you can leave alive..."

Ke Dan, who was watching, was confused. How could two people who only exchanged a few words suddenly become brothers.

And looking at the current situation, the focus is actually on how to retaliate against Caledor. Let's focus on the present first. Didn't you see that Iga's heavy breathing has attracted the attention of the horned beast above him?

The strong man lowered his voice, but his anger could not be concealed.

"Damn green heads, I don't care what you think about Caledor, but I know if we continue to mess around, we will all die!"

After some tossing, no matter how timid the inferior horned beast was, it pointed at the commotion on the riverbed, where the hooves of beasts trampled on the ground.

Let the humans know that the Beastmen have discovered it!

At the critical moment, Yiga grabbed his brother's collar, put his forehead on the cold helmet, and issued orders in the same serious tone.

"I don't care whether you, Gulam, have any secrets, but your current mission is to destroy the Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks. The ancient riverbed has been diverted to terminate the raid plan. Now tell the headquarters immediately and ask for instructions on the next step!"

Shaking away his stunned brother, Yiga roared, jumped up on the rocks on the side of the river bed, and while an inferior horned beast was still drawing its bow and preparing to shoot an arrow, the cold-gleaming steel crossbow arrow had already pierced its throat.

The inferior horned beast fell to the ground with blood spurting from its throat, completely igniting the flames of war. The beastmen's standard bearer erected the blasphemous object on the ground, and an orange-red light circle with it as the center enveloped the scattered beasts.

Under the protection of evil things, the already bloodthirsty and cruel beasts became even crazier. Even the inferior horns, which usually did not dare to fight hand-to-hand with the enemy, now picked up the modified spears seized from the goblins and tried to use sharp stones to The block pierced the armor made of stainless steel.

The big horned beast holding a chopping knife was extremely fast under the protection of evil, and its goat-like legs were full of explosive power. When it was several meters away from Yiga, it kicked hard and stabbed Yiga with its horns covered with bone fragments. To the human chest.

Officers who have been tested on the battlefield know that they cannot face the charge of the big horned beast directly. The momentum is too terrifying. Except for the shield wall composed of dwarves, it is extremely difficult for ordinary races to compete with it.

But the advantage of human beings lies in organizational cooperation. One person's shortcomings can be compensated by another person, achieving the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

Yiga roared angrily and asked the battle captain who was still climbing the rock wall to support him.

"Cordan!"

Needless to say, the officer said that more than twenty years of common war experience had allowed Kedan to discover the dangerous situation faced by Yiga. When he poked his head out of the river bed, he took out a half-meter-long javelin from the leather bag on his waist.

Relying only on the power transmitted from the twist of the waist and abdomen to the arm, the javelin, which had no time to prepare, turned into a black shadow that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and pierced the head of the big horned beast leaping in the air in one fell swoop.

The inferior iron forehead protector could not withstand the brute force of the humanoid tyrannosaurus. The big horned beast that was attacked by the javelin paused, let out a moan, and died on the spot.

After resolving the immediate crisis, Yiga turned to his brother Raton who was holding an important communicator and roared, "Contact the headquarters, but before I die, I must at least see the Ten Thousand Demonic Rocks destroyed!" (End of Chapter)