Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 26 Family +1
Staring at the tauren chief who bowed his head in front of him, Ron said loudly, "Surrender to me, to the great Lord of Storms."

"I will give you the land to live in, and give you the protection of the real dragon, and what you need to do is to be loyal to me and pay loyalty to me."

The tauren chief gripped the stone ax in grief and anger. He really wanted to use the ax to cut off the scales of the real dragon in front of him, and tell the real dragon with practical actions that the tauren will never be a slave!
But it can't, behind it are nearly a hundred wounded tauren warriors, more than 300 tauren females and cubs, as the chief it must be responsible for them.

The tribe had already paid the price for its impulse once, and they could not afford a second time.

The tauren chief's strong body trembled slightly in the fierce inner struggle, but he never opened his mouth.

After listening to the battle between the tauren and the hill giant, Ron began to appreciate the brave and responsible tauren chief in front of him, so instead of releasing the dragon's power, he watched it quietly. Ron believed that it would Make the right choice in your heart.

As time passed, the tauren chief's breathing gradually became heavy, and his struggling heart gradually became loose. For the lives of the people and the continuation of the group, it decided to surrender to Long En.

Suddenly, two more shadows flew above them, and then two real dragons, one gold and one silver, hovered and landed beside the blue real dragon known as the Lord of Storms.

Three real dragons!

The tauren chief suffocated for a moment, leaning on a stone ax and knelt on one knee: "The Horn tribe swears allegiance to you, the great Lord of Storms."

Ron called Curelia and Vidirpan to prevent accidents. If they couldn't reach an agreement, the tauren would go crazy and his men might die or get injured. Unexpectedly, the two dragons came to show their faces. The other side decisively chose to surrender.

Seeing that when the tauren chief took the oath of allegiance, all the tauren lost their fighting spirit as if discouraged, Long En said: "My family has never been a slave, what I need is a warrior full of courage, follow me, the mad horned The name will also resound wherever my dragon wings can reach. Perhaps hundreds of years later, your descendants will be grateful for the decision you made tonight. Because of your allegiance, the glory of the Mad Horn will accompany me His true name resounds throughout the world."

The tauren chief looked up at the real dragon in front of him, and saw the firm and confident eyes of the dragon. Only then did he believe that they might really be able to revive the glory of the Crazy Horn tribe under the command of a real dragon, and maybe even make the Crazy Horn tribe Horn tribes reached unprecedented heights.

"The first thing to do as a member of my family," Ron said with a smile, "I need you to witness the destruction of those hill giants."

The hatred in the Tauren chief's heart was ignited by Ron: "Great Lord of the Storm, please be sure to let the Horn tribe participate. Only by letting our sharp horns be stained with the blood of the enemy can we eliminate our blood feud with them!"

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It was inconvenient to move at night, and after the light of day, the Madhorn tribe moved to the dragon's lair under the guidance of the goblins. Lon allocated a large forest near the goblin settlement to the tauren to settle down.

After being convinced that their tribe would not become slaves, all the tauren were a little relieved.

Along with the food and drinking water, it makes them feel "maybe it's good to follow a powerful real dragon".

After setting up the tribe and letting the tribe start to build the residence, the tauren chief followed Ren, who came to summon him, to Long En's dragon lair.

"Salute to you, great Lord of Storms."

Ron just finished constructing another spell structure, so he put away the book in front of him, nodded and said, "Sit whatever you want, don't be so restrained."

"By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Sauta Madhorn, my lord." Sauta squatted down before barely sitting on the largest stone stool in the cave.

"Sauta?" Ron looked up and down the tall tauren with gray fur and blood-red hair, and said, "A good name, it fits your temperament very well."

"Let's talk about the situation of the Horn Tribe first."

"Yes." Sauta said: "There are currently 94 tauren fighters in the entire Horn tribe, of which 36 fighters are seriously injured, and the rest are slightly injured. They can still participate in the battle! Another 210 seven female tauren and One hundred and four pups."

As long as the tauren is not dead, even if they are extremely old, they are still counted in the ranks of fighters. Therefore, Sauta's report does not include the number of old tauren.

Even if necessary, female tauren and tauren cubs can take up arms and fight the enemy, and change jobs to become tauren warriors on the spot. This is a martial race that is all soldiers.

Ron nodded and said: "The herbs, food, and building materials can be given priority to you, and you can tell Ren directly if you need anything. In addition, Ren, arrange kobold warlocks and dragonsongers with healing abilities to help you. Seriously wounded tauren treatment."

"Yes, Mr. Long En." Ren took the order.

"I praise your kindness, great master." Sauta lowered his head sincerely.

Ron inquired about the hill giant again, and after getting the news that the hill giant was also killed and injured, Ron let Sauta and Renn leave first.

Including the shaman, there were only 87 hill giants in total, and every death of one was considered a major weakening of strength.

The Crazy Horn tribe paid for the lives of nearly a hundred people, and at least 20 of the hill giants were killed or injured.The tauren's battle loss ratio reached one-half, and the hill giant's loss ratio almost reached one-third. They were not having a good time.

Ron's pressure dropped a lot, but as long as the mountain giant shaman survived, Ron couldn't take it lightly.

"The primary goal now is to investigate the specific situation of the hill giants, but they occupy the valley where the tauren used to live. It will not be easy if they have been hiding in the valley."

Ron's men are currently only able to carry out the investigation missions, the short, flexible and agile kobolds, but the wolfs domesticated by the hill giants have very sensitive senses of smell and hearing, and are also extremely fast. I am afraid that the kobolds will be noticed by the wargs as soon as they approach the valley. .

Before he knew it, the number of Ron's family members exceeded [-], but there were only three races: goblins, kobolds, and tauren. Some special jobs were barely competent for them, but compared with professional , is still too far away.

If it is a natural scout race like elves or cat-humans, it is estimated that they can easily find out the situation of the hill giant.

There is really no way, this situation can only be left to Curelia and Vidirpan.

Above the sky, even if it is impossible to find out the situation of the giant hills in the valley, they can barely figure out their movements.

As for Ron himself, he is preparing for the construction of a five-ring spell...

(End of this chapter)