Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

After waiting for the two speakers for half a month, Imrik, accompanied by Arao, conducted a small-scale sweep in the Anulli Mountains with a group of Charis woodcutter.

As a guest, the Dragon Prince did not have the opportunity to actually take action. He could only watch these Asur men with two-handed axes grinding meat and fighting against the huge monsters.

But it has to be said that under the rugged terrain, harsh environment, and numerous hostile creatures, the Charis elves' methods of survival in the mountains are instinctive. Even the Caledor elves who call the mountains their home are extremely difficult to match.

At least the dragons living in the Dragonspine Mountains didn't want the white lions to tear Asur's throat apart. In the era when the dragons were active, Caledor was considered the safest place in Ulthuan.

Silently remembering the faces and names of some of the people in the hunting team, Imrik planned to fish them away and send them to Dawn Fortress to serve as an exploration team for the Dark Land.

Leaving the Anulli Mountains where monsters are infested, the slowest Eldra is already inspecting the condition of his demi-gryphon at the breeding farm. He is very greedy for some ferocious beasts.

It is difficult to break the upper limit of the chariot. If the elven horse can dominate the battle, Druzi will not choose to use cold lizards as the main force of the cavalry, unless the four horses of the Tyran Loch chariot are all divine beasts such as Malhandel. Otherwise it would be impossible for a ferocious beast to pull a chariot.

But compared to Imric, who was stroking the leading demi-gryphon like a chicken, Eldraine was undoubtedly in a much more embarrassed state. He was using the high protection of his armor to fight the wild beasts, and his steel-hook claws had already scratched several scars on his chest. .

On the premise of not injuring the beast, Eldraine thought it would be troublesome to catch it with his hands. When he saw Imric arriving, he turned around and called out loudly,

"Damn Imrik, are you just watching your father-in-law fight with a ferocious beast? I don't know which eye I lost when I married Adira to you."

Imric had no intention of helping. He leaned against the wooden wall with his arms crossed and watched the excitement. "Perhaps he is blind, my dear father-in-law."

Odd quickly intervened and mocked Eldraine, "I knew he couldn't help you. Just give up. The descendants of Caledor are such cold-blooded people."

Speaking of being cold-blooded and ruthless, Eltharion's pointed ears twitched a little unconsciously. It seems that this word should not be used in a fun-filled situation.

The prince, who had been fighting with the beast for a long time, was finally rescued with the help of the guards. Although he kept scolding Imric for not knowing how to respect his father-in-law, his expression showed satisfaction. This half-gryphon was really good.

Although it is not as fast as a horse, its ability to grind meat and fight is extremely strong, which can just make up for the shortcomings of conventional tanks that are difficult to quickly change positions when they are stuck in a stalemate.

Tyron Locke voted for this project.

Compared to Eldraine who only focuses on tinkering with tanks, Eltharion is undoubtedly much more professional. During the previous battle to Kislev, he also saw the Imperial Demi-Gryphon Knight with his own eyes. Even by Ulthuan's standards, he was still He is very capable of fighting.

The watcher raised a question, "I first need to consider whether the demi-griffon can adapt to the environment of Yris's mist. Prince Oder, has the breeding farm done any testing on this point?"

"No." Oded showed no remorse, thinking that the rest would be easy to talk about if he called people over.

But there are always ways, but they may need a little improvement. Facing Elsarion's frowning expression, he explained his idea, "My suggestion is, if your first consideration is to defend the country, then open the breeding farm in Near Tal Yris."

This did not make Eltharion feel strange, but Imric was quite puzzled by this. It was really rare that the old lion was willing to spit out the meat he had eaten.

Odd turned to Eldraine, "What about you, are you going to use it for war, or for defense." Eldraine didn't think about it, of course it was for defense, with Caledor below and Nagaryth above. It was only after my brain was cramped that I thought of taking the initiative to attack Druchi. It would be enough to just mix in with the coalition forces and drink some oil and water.

"Of course it's to prevent..."

Imrik coughed twice, interrupted Eldraine's words, and talked about a recent incident,

"I found that due to the establishment of the Horned Viper, the number of attendants that Dracnir should have is seriously insufficient. He is now close to ten years old and will undergo systematic officer training in another ten years. This matter is really disturbing. As a father, I have a headache, what should I do, can I find some civilians to make up for it?"

Eldraine's face turned green. Of course he knew about Drachnir's situation. He had previously proposed to let the Tyranloc nobles serve as attendants, but was severely rejected by Imric and the noble council.

The attendants who accompany the heir as they grow up must be at least middle-ranking in the aristocratic class, and the Dragon Court generally has at least twenty of them.

What Imrik meant was to transfer the breeding farm to Drachnir's name and select some minor nobles as attendants for the heir. Even if his own combat effectiveness was difficult to guarantee, the existence of the half-griffon could still have a bottom line.

Eldritch gritted his teeth and wanted to eat this guy alive. Although Drachnir's surname was Caledor, Adira was the only child now.

It may be certain that Imrik will become the Phoenix King. At that time, the title of Prince Caledor will be transferred to his heir. The worst result is that Drachnir will temporarily rule the two countries together.

This is an investment in the future of the kingdom.

Prince Tyronloch gritted his teeth and spat out words word by word, "I need half of the supply."

Imric rubbed his palms and gave the answer, "One quarter."

"Row."

Although Odd and Elsharion knew what the pair of sons-in-law were talking about, it was difficult for them to express their opinions. This involved the most important inheritance issue of the kingdom. No matter how close their allies were, it was best not to be here. If you don't take any action, you will easily suffer backlash.

But Eldraine was obviously unwilling to give up such a ferocious beast. After thinking about it for some time, he asked Odd, "If I get a half-gryphon egg from the empire, can you, a hairless lion, be able to raise it well?"

Odd was not prepared to answer this question right away. Instead, he motioned for one of his guards to put the riding equipment on the demi-gryphon. No matter how much he talked about it, it was not as good as a practical demonstration.

Although there was no professional cavalry training, relying only on the unskilled cooperation between the demi-griffon and the rider, he was able to steadily outperform the regular cavalry, especially the cold lizard knight who Assur regarded as his opponent.

The guard holding the cavalry halberd stood beside the half-gryphon, his eyes bright as he waited for the review of the four leaders. The beast beside him was half as sharp as the halberd's blade.

Imrik, who was secretly interested, waved his hand and loudly ordered the Dragon Prince standing behind him, "Rex, take off your equipment and compete with this little guy." (End of Chapter)