Chapter 175 Recruiting Young Dragons, Testing the Waters
Russell.
Garros summoned the dragon-blooded werewolf.
"My lord."
The strong werewolf, covered in iron-clad dragon scales, knelt on the ground.
"You lead the cavalry, scouts, and elite centaurs to scout and find out the Bloodhoof Clan's resource points and outposts." Red Iron Dragon then looked at the leader of the wyverns and said, "Tasha, you lead the wyvern pack to harass the Bloodhoof Clan's main camp, draw their attention, and provide cover for Russell."
Sensing the approach of war, the Gluttonous Demon Karu, gnawing on a leg bone, also drew closer.
He said in a gruff voice, "Dragon Lord, what about me? I want to taste the bull's horn."
Garros: "Summon the Shattering Hammer Chapter and prepare for the upcoming war."
As time went by, orders continued to be issued by him personally or through the communication stone.
After a short while, Galos finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Such trivial matters should have been the responsibility of Iron Dragon, who could have simply compiled a general overview and reported it directly to Garos. However, since Iron Dragon Sorog is currently in slumber, Garos has no choice but to handle it himself.
no way.
The red dragon is somewhat reckless, the white dragon is of average intelligence, and the fairy dragon is even more so.
As for the other family leaders, some are indeed wise and excellent in management, but it is difficult for them to stand in a higher position and convince the other family members.
"Dragon Valley is still too weak; it needs more dragons."
Galos thought to himself.
He was focused on himself and didn't want to bother with his territory and his retinue. Now that the Iron Dragon was asleep, the management of the territory and the command of the retinue immediately became sluggish, and there was no suitable dragon to take over. Garus had to take charge.
"Perhaps I can learn from the Blue Dragonflight."
"Recruit, absorb, and nurture lone young dragons to create a dragon community."
Galos seemed to be deep in thought.
Among the five-colored dragons, the blue dragon, also known as the storm dragon, represents thunder and storm, and is the calmest and most rational of all the five-colored dragons.
Blue dragons will not abandon their young.
Instead, they would gather the young dragons together to raise them, and not only their own cubs, but also any other five-colored young dragons they encountered, they would bring them back to the family and protect them in the name of the family. As the young dragons gradually grew into young dragons and adult dragons, they would also become the protectors of the family.
The red dragon is the leader of the five-colored dragons.
However, in most cases, when red dragons encounter blue dragons, the red dragons are more likely to suffer losses, because blue dragons travel in groups, like metal dragons.
Of course, a dragon is still a dragon.
The Blue Dragonflight breeds baby dragons not out of kindness, but for profit.
The powerful dragons ruthlessly exploit the interests of the lesser dragons. In dangerous battles, it is not uncommon for the lesser dragons to lead their followers to their deaths as cannon fodder. The lesser dragons that grow up in this environment either escape and die prematurely, or they eventually survive and become part of the ruling class, exploiting the weaker dragons from top to bottom.
“I can learn from the way the blue dragons absorb young dragons and create the Ignath family.”
"But I don't need cruel downward exploitation."
"The future of the Ignas family, the future of Dragon Valley, should belong to a kingdom ruled by dragons, not to a narrow group like the Blue Dragons."
With the blood of the Iron Dragon within him, Galos, by nature, also desires to establish a dragon empire.
He believed that having such an empire as his logistical support would be more conducive to his development and survival.
What should I do now?
At this moment, White Dragon Therese asked.
Galos said, "Like me, conserve your energy and prepare for battle."
He then stopped exercising, started eating and resting, and allowed his body to gradually return to its peak condition.
at the same time.
Bloodhoof Clan Headquarters.
The area is surrounded by towering stone walls, guarded by strong and tall minotaurs. The buildings inside the walls are also made entirely of stone, with few low-level structures such as wooden houses and tents.
Tauren warlocks are skilled at manipulating the earth and controlling soil and rocks.
They are very skilled in architecture, but all their buildings are very rough and lack any aesthetic appeal.
A savage and primal atmosphere permeated a stone hall. Baal Bloodhoof's dark eyes gleamed with an abyssal light as he swept over the other tauren.
His thick, horns curved upwards, and he sat silently on the highest throne, his towering body like an iron tower.
The other minotaur leaders are discussing what happened earlier.
“We were discovered, and they reacted quickly.”
"The reconnaissance of the dragon herd is only the first step. The dragons that inhabit Dragon Valley will have more to do next."
"We can't just sit here and wait to die; we need to prepare."
“.”
The rough voices of the Minotaur people rose and fell.
They knew that there were more than just dragons in Dragon Valley.
Long before the young dragon attacked the Whitemane Clan, the minotaurs of the Bloodhoof Clan had their eyes on the centaurs. They were eager to expand further and wanted to launch an attack on the Whitemane Clan when the time was right.
However.
We have not yet officially declared war on the Whitemane Clan.
They were originally scouts tasked with keeping an eye on the White Mane Clan, but they inadvertently discovered the existence of the young dragon, who had already subdued the White Mane Clan's forces before them.
Afterwards, the Bloodhoof Clan, through scouts and shamanic prophecy, gradually found Dragon Valley.
However, the scout was discovered by the patrolling dragon.
They also realized that they had been exposed to the dragons.
Soon after, the chief shaman of the Bloodhoof clan opened his pair of pale, dark eyes and said slowly in a heavy tone, "I saw war and flames, I saw death and blood."
"Conflict with dragons will endanger the clan."
After a pause, the shaman changed the subject again, saying, "But danger and opportunity coexist. If we can overcome this danger and offer the dragon souls to the great Buffyment, the chieftain will become even stronger, and the Bloodhoof clan will receive even more blessings."
Minotaur are stubborn and obstinate.
They are now ambitious, focused on expansion and dominating the borders. They will crush any obstacle and turn their enemies into bloody pulp.
"The Minotaur is unstoppable."
Our bull horns are indestructible!
"All enemies who stand in our way will be crushed by us!"
Upon hearing the shaman's words, all the minotaur leaders let out excited growls.
A few seconds later, they gradually calmed down and all looked at the towering figure.
Their ideas were secondary; the key was the chief's decision.
In the past, there have been tauren who tried to challenge the chieftain's authority, but without exception, they have all been reduced to ashes.
Baal Bloodhoof had a black mane, and his exposed skin was completely free of excess fat. His muscles bulged like steel, or like ancient vines, tightly intertwined and powerful.
His eyes were pitch black, devoid of any other color, like a bottomless abyss.
Baal slowly stood up, his tall figure blocking out the light in the hall and casting a heavy shadow.
The hall was completely silent. The other minotaurs felt a suffocating sense of oppression until Baal spoke, at which point the air seemed to begin to flow again.
"Prepare for war!"
He spoke in a deep, hoarse voice.
The Minotaur's rough roars rose and fell.
Most of them proposed to immediately gather the tribe's warriors and launch a full-scale surprise attack on Dragon Valley, but the chieftain rejected the proposal.
"Victory will surely belong to us, but the enemy should not be underestimated."
Baal ruled the Bloodhoof clan with an iron fist, but he also possessed considerable wisdom. He slowly said, "Dragons are skilled at flying. If they feel they are outmatched and choose to flee, we will be helpless."
“I am not afraid of the dragons’ revenge, but merely repelling them is no different from defeat in my eyes.”
Baal said in a deep, thunderous voice, "I will use the lives and souls of dragons to forge the path to the rise of the Bloodhoof Clan."
Under the watchful eyes of the leaders, he gave the order.
In summary, the strategy is roughly to feign weakness, allowing dragons to display their power and fostering their arrogance and conceit, until they lower their guard and then deliver a devastating blow, killing them.
At that moment, a sharp screech rang out from the sky.
The dragon swarm is here again.
"Still a flying dragon."
"These bipedal lizards are just testing us; we don't need to pay them any attention."
"Bahl said calmly."
Immediately afterwards, the Bloodhoof Clan did not take the harassment from the dragon horde very seriously.
They possess air defense capabilities, but they remain patient and do not launch a counterattack, just as they did last time.
The dragon horde didn't risk their lives; they simply hurled stones from high above at the Bloodhoof clan's territory as a form of harassment. However, these attacks were ineffective, as they were all blocked by the warlock's defensive spells.
(End of this chapter)
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