Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 600 Dwarf, too dwarf
When this breaking news came out, Thorgrin took a deliberate look at Agrim and found that the butcher was still playing with the green scum on his beard.

He secretly thought that it was indeed the case, Kaderin's prince was not a fool, he just didn't want to think too much about it.

"Then, I don't think Imrik sent a message specifically to talk about such a simple thing." Agrim used a gold comb to take care of his beard. He was troubled by killing too many people. He spent most of his time after each battle. Spend it on this.

"There is no need for dwarves to get involved in Kislev's affairs. He revealed information to me about the Lahmia family."

This can be said to be the strength of Agrim. As the mountain fortress closest to Lahmia, they clearly knew about the fall of Silver Spear Peak.

"I don't mind killing some vampires." The dwarf licked his lips. "Vampire Butcher" seemed like a good name.

But Thorgrin just opened the letter and continued to watch. He could see Imrik's subtext. If Kislev was victorious on the battlefield, there would be a military vacancy at the Peak of the Dark Spear, and the dwarves would be able to take revenge.

Rubbing his eyebrows with his thick fingers, he thought about this matter carefully, and after careful consideration, he still chose to reject it.

"No, the matter of Lahmian vampires can be slowed down. Imrik has more reason to take action against these vampires than we do."

He squatted on the ground and drew a fold line with his fingers, "He has two choices. The first is to recover Bafeng Mountain together according to the agreement with the late king. After getting the Dragon Horn, head towards the dark land from Tiefeng Castle. Finally, turn north to the top of Silver Spear.”

"What about the second one?" Agrim still admires Thor Green. The Great Holy War's landing in the Cursed City is just as promised. What is rare and valuable is that he has a clear strategic mind.

"Break the Eight Peaks Mountain, get the Dragon Horn and retreat immediately, heading towards the Dark Land from the Dawn Fortress."

"But why would he go to the Dark Land? Those dragon remains are of no use."

Thorgrin was also a little puzzled, but his intuition always believed that Imric could not only be thinking about the dragon horn. His attitude towards this matter was too eager.

Now it is only more than 400 years away from the 80th year of the Imperial Calendar. For the immortal species, it is not something difficult to wait for.

"If you, as a spy, don't know about this, how could I know about it?"

Thorgreen rolled his eyes and began to think about how to deal with this matter. The legal principle of the Eight Peaks Mountain was in the hands of the Angland clan. Even if the Eternal Peak personally led an army to support it, someone would still need to guard it after it was defeated.

Caledor would definitely not do this, and the dwarves would not want elves in the mountain fortress, but with the remaining soldiers of the Angland clan, it seems a bit uncertain...

"Do you think the Angland clan is capable of guarding the Eight Peaks Mountain?"

This question made Agrim stunned. Thinking of the cause of death of the father of the two Belegar brothers, he hesitated and found it difficult to speak.

"They, um, have a bright future."

Having the same idea as Agrim, Thorgrim called to the Hammer of Eternity guards not far away.

"Call Belegar over, remember, he is only one person." The guard took the order and left with short legs. Agrim stroked his beard and said, "You seem to be better looking at Belegar, but his brother Dom Jia is the one in charge.”

It doesn't matter if you don't mention this matter, but when you mention it, Thorgrin blows his beard and stares, and the dragon crown on his head shakes.

"Domgar already wanted to sell the Angrond clan's only rune anvil to raise military funds. If I hadn't called on the Mountain Kingdom to regain Gombard Peak, he would have been on his way to the Eight Peaks Mountain. Let me see, Belegar He still has some brains and is able to accept some new things, but Domgar's goblin brain...sigh."

Agrim agrees with this. It is a kind of obsessional madness, just like the Longxu clan seeks death. Even if it is death, it will either die in Bafeng Mountain or die on the way to Bafeng Mountain. This is Clan Angland.

"So what's the next step for the Mountain Kingdom?"

"The mining of Akashi on Mount Gombard requires a lot of manpower, and reconstruction will also take time, but we don't have time to stop, and Red Eye Mountain also needs to seize the time. First, observe the changes in Kislev. If the Patriot Army gains political dominance , a large amount of territory will definitely need to be rebuilt, I will send people to contact their generals, the dwarves will provide engineering teams and gold, and they will provide the army."

Agrim gave a thumbs up, this move is called strategy, letting the vampires reduce Kislev to rubble, leaving only a group of veterans who are quite capable in fighting but have no understanding of construction projects.

Imrik will definitely not spend too much effort to help rebuild. When the dwarves steal the order from the empire, both parties will get a satisfactory answer.

After saying this method that was not considered a loss, Thorgreen let out a long sigh. His strategic idea was to first connect the northern world edge mountains, and use Gombard Peak and Red Eye Mountain, two mountain fortresses with a lot of resources, to accommodate those who had lost their homes. clan.

The gold mines in Red Eye Mountain, the Akashi used to make gunpowder in Mount Gombard, and the iron ore in Shanhu Castle are enough to rejuvenate a large number of clans in a short period of time.

The remaining resources can also imitate Caledor's mercenary system. The dwarves have no less gold than the elves, but the tradition and system are a bit of a headache.

"You return to Kaderin and try to communicate with Kislev as much as possible. I have a hunch that these barbarians may be more reliable than the empire in the future."

As he was talking, Belegar, who was wearing a horned helmet, came over. At this time, he had not yet obtained the Shield of Resistance and the Clan Hammer, but I am afraid that the dwarf prince would never be willing to inherit these two artifacts in his life.

Only those who survive can inherit the legacy of the deceased.

"Your Majesty, you are looking for me."

He has a slightly reserved moustache. Compared to his eldest brother, who is slick in dealing with various mountain fortresses and clans, Belegar is more like a silent warrior, a warrior overwhelmed by clans and missions.

"Well, what do you think of what I told you before?" The High King showed his momentum, no longer as calm as when he was chatting with Agrim.

Belegar obviously didn't think about this problem and could only choose to make do with it, "I... It's difficult for me to make this decision. My eldest brother doesn't want the young people and women of the clan to stay at Mount Gombard, let alone accept it. Pointy Ears Funding.”

"Then tell me how Domgar plans to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain, the march route, logistical supplies, breaking through the Titan Gate, underground tunnels..." It was obvious that the High King was a little angry, and his tone became scorching when he spoke.

With such excellent conditions, the high-quality mines in Gombard Peak were the first to be supplied to the Anglande clan. Even if they could not obtain a large amount of funds in a short period of time, it was still better than working everywhere in the Eternal Peak. It was still a place to stay.

(End of this chapter)