Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

The eloquent Malus changed our previous impression of him.

This was difficult to refute, and if they did not want to cause another riot in Nagarythe afterwards, the Caledorian Council of Nobles could only accept Malus's words with a pinch of their nose.

The promise of equal power was real, and the political status of the Dread Lords was equal to that of the Semen Generals, which was also real.

In other words, in terms of the status hierarchy in Ulthuan, Malus, who actually controls nearly one million Druzii, has the same power as Draknir to cast a vote in the Phoenix King election.

"What a shitty logic..."

"Enough, Edtalis, this is the trend of the times and we are powerless to change it." Agathol pulled his brother's arm. It was too humiliating, but too realistic.

The price of not killing all of Duruzzi is to think about how to deal with these traitors. These hundred years are just a short transition period, and we must get rid of the people who pose the greatest threat.

Integrating Druzil is much more difficult than integrating Asrai and Ainel. The eternal war ends with irreparable scars and cracks.

"Okay, are you guys done arguing?" Draconir watched the entire conversation without any intention of appeasing either side. If this was in the royal court, he would be Prince Caledor and could naturally safeguard the interests of the Dragon Prince and curb the growth of Druzai's power.

But he is the regent now, and he has to exchange some boring ideas of the aristocratic council for the million troops that Druzy can mobilize.

If something unexpected happened to his father... Draconian didn't want to think so, but he had to consider how he would lead the Dragon Kingdom in this dark age if Caledor lost the most steadfast mountain.

The cold snorts and the unwillingness to look Malus in the eye fully demonstrated the dissatisfaction of the congressmen.

"Then let's talk about the key things... Our first target of attack is Bretonnia."

"agree."

"agree."

What puzzled Malus was that the parliamentarians who had just been glaring at Draconian were now quite uncooperative in expressing their agreement.

However, Druzy lacked the right to speak here, and he was too lazy to agree. He crossed his arms and remained a bystander, looking sideways at the exhibits in the conference room that made Druzy feel a little horrified...

The heads of Baneblade and Hellbane, the fragment of Moras Staff, the Horn of Seraphine, the Hilt of the Destroyer...

Although he did not agree with the Dragon Prince's pressure, he never showed any favor to me...

Malus, who was thinking this, was called out by Draknir.

"Marus Blackblade, I remember that you have had some... friendly exchanges with Bretonnia many times. Can you provide some valuable insights?"

Malus didn't think much about it and just said it. With the national strength of Caledor, it could defeat Bretonnia even if it had to lie down.

"The Behemoths are the most difficult troops to deal with in Bretonnia. 528 years ago, Lacas once put on a very brilliant... show in Bretonnia. He landed in Brione and demanded that Duke Corentin hand over one-fifth of the city's population as a condition for his withdrawal.

Duke Corentin, known as the Perfect Paladin, the Pilgrim of the Lady Plains, the Guardian of the Holy Grail Church and the Defender of Virtue, bravely went out of the city alone to challenge Lakas and challenge him to a glorious championship duel..."

Malus's face gradually became gloomy, as if he was missing the beast king who died under the lance of the Dragon Lord Star.

"After a 'hard' battle, His Royal Highness the Duke, who was leading his guards, was swallowed by the war hydra. Afterwards, the beast named Kepos had a stomachache, probably because it was not used to the taste of a living saint." "Fifty dragons are enough to sweep across Bretonnia." Malus made a judgment and thought that this discussion was extremely stupid. How could they lose if a dragon was riding on their face?

"Thank you for your wonderful analysis, Lord Malus. I really hope that such a wonderful story can happen to you, so that we won't always hear about you using the power of demons to fight back against the odds."

Agsel made some sarcastic remarks. He looked down on Druzie. It was not only the racial grudge but also the embarrassing situation of the Dragon Gate back then.

"This may be much better than a certain lord in Ulthuan who is famous for his dragons. Making deals with demons has always been Druzy's habit. We enjoy the feeling of being free from life and death, and teasing demons is a means of showing off.

Rather than relying on some inexplicable charm, or request. "

These words offended everyone present, including Draknir, but the prince obviously didn't care about what Druzy said.

"This time... the number of dragons will only be necessary. There won't be too many dragons participating in the war."

"Indeed, the quality of our grassroots soldiers is much lower than before." Greriel, who had never participated in the verbal criticism of Malus, took out a thick stack of detailed documents of the military forces in various places.

Although he was hesitant about the war, he was still a high-ranking noble in charge of the army of the Dragon Palace and could clearly understand the changes in the kingdom.

"We have a large number of veterans who have retired after reaching the age of retirement. A large number of them were recruited by His Majesty from the Kalede Garrison. They have always served as the backbone of the army's grassroots command...

Not only that, because of the reform of the militia system, children born in the past century have rarely come into contact with weapons. They have brought fresh blood to various industries, but have also led to a lack of passion in the army..."

"The three legions under the Royal Court, as well as the long-term recruitment orders of the Northern Army and the Royal Navy, have caused many who should have stayed in the mainland..."

"Grelier, tell us your conclusion. We are all aware of the changes in the Royal Court's military system. In addition to maintaining a group of highly qualified local guards, most of the defense tasks are entrusted to the Dragon Prince."

The Speaker of the Parliament looked at Malus with caution. What he was going to say next would all be about the security secrets of the kingdom. Is it appropriate to reveal it to a Druzy without any caution?

"We must supplement the professional army through other means. The 16,000 professional soldiers directly under the Dragon Court are not enough to occupy the entire Bretonnia."

"Sixteen thousand?" Agsel questioned. The Wind Howling City alone retained nearly seven thousand people after the war, and this was the result of most of the manpower supporting Oliveira. It didn't make sense for Kaled's regular army to remain at less than ten thousand.

"It also includes non-combat equipment maintenance and technical personnel. I'm afraid that the number of people who can actually go to the battlefield is less than 15,000, and some of them are close to retirement age."

Unexpectedly, Draconian was not surprised at all. The prince nodded slowly. This was the result of his deliberate planning.

Maintaining a large professional army was a huge burden even for the Dragon Court, and with the annual transfusions to Ulthuan, it was impossible for him to continue to increase the number of troops while bearing the pressure from multiple parties.

“How many people with quasi-professional training can be recruited without affecting social production?”

"If the whole territory is recruited, at least 60,000 people can be recruited... We have many tasks that are entrusted to humans. If we consider reducing the production of some non-critical equipment, we can recruit up to 80,000 people. If we consider letting women..."

"Women are the future of our kingdom. This is what the Dragon Court has always insisted on. Unless it is the most critical moment, I will not consider allowing women to enter the battlefield on a large scale."

Denying that terrible idea, Draconian pondered for a moment and said a number that no one had expected.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand, regardless of race." (End of this chapter)