Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 1044 The Establishment of the Legion

The alliance ceremony was not held. This sacred ceremony needed to be witnessed by a highly respected dragon prince and the dragon. Although Althea wanted to invite Edgar and Trevicorn, they were both politely rejected.

There is a meaning behind the words. We neither support nor oppose it, but it is impossible for us to participate.

During the war, she was too embarrassed to ask too many questions. Everyone was very busy, so it was not easy for the palace to find time to pay attention to a group of worried little girls.

If you ask for too much, wouldn't it violate the original intention of the girls' group to contribute to the kingdom?

It didn't matter that the alliance ceremony was not held. Beatrix got ten dragon saddles and matching lances from nowhere. She secretly told her daughter that in an emergency, don't care about tradition and directly request to fight with Seaham.

Now that the palace has sent relatives, there is no hope that the dragon will fight alone.

No matter what the Dragon Prince's family thought about the girls' regiment, Oliveira was very happy anyway. The regiment had fifty more dragons out of thin air.

Fengxiao City provided a total of 5,000 formal infantry, all of which were traditional Assur spearmen and archers. Although they were mediocre but not mediocre, they were the main force in wars for thousands of years.

Beatrix also kept her promise and relied on her influence to find 400 followers who once belonged to various families in Fengxiao City.

The retinues have been attached to the family since they were young, and are trained according to the standards of elite warriors. They grow up together with the family head or heirs, and are very good at martial arts, riding skills, grassroots command, and tactical analysis.

These people are organized into cavalry by the Blades of the Kingdom, and will serve as the sharpest spearhead of the Legion to pierce the heart of the enemy.

As for the troops provided by Qingyan Port, it is somewhat intriguing. Some of the port defense troops were taken to the Dragon Gate by Drakniel. Logically speaking, the remaining troops would not be too elite.

But after it actually fell into Oliveira's hands, he was very surprised to find out how this port defense force smelled like the Kislev Guards.

"Misha's Eagle?"

Oliveira asked Mazov doubtfully that this old boy really had a hidden secret and actually raised an elite regiment under the prince's nose.

Magical equipment forged according to the standards of Assur soldiers, large-caliber guns and cannons that are obviously very well-made.

The Storm Eagle as the flag, the gold plating process is obviously made by the lizard people, has a strong ancient atmosphere, and seems to be blessed by Slann.

"No, Misha's Eagle is already a thing of the past. That's a story we don't want to mention." Mazov smiled relievedly. He and Imrik had more of a cooperative relationship, and the two of them had a tacit understanding of some things. state.

The Dragon Palace will not care about some immigrant populations that have disappeared inexplicably, just like Gulam’s plan for Mrs. Kislev...

"Where did you get the army? Judging from the way they move..." Oliveira suddenly shut up. As the chief instructor of the Gulam Project, he quickly understood the origin of these elite soldiers.

This is something that even the top leaders of Anaheim don't want to mention too much. It turns out that the effect is good, making up for the lack of Caledor's army, but it is different from the proposition of His Highness the Prince.

Judging from Oliveira's impression, most of the last batch of Gulam soldiers should have been buried.

"It's just some remnants of the past. Some mercenaries don't want to return to their homeland and want to live in another way. I gave them this opportunity.

And the remnants of Gulam...I can only choose to make the final value in this way, they have lost their humanity...even for future generations. "

Oliveira looked bitter, which was indeed a bit indifferent. At that time, the noble council's obsession with the dragon horn was crazy, and Gulam was already the lowest-cost way.

If necessary, the dragon princes and grandpas don't mind letting all the people in the new world go to the Badlands and become filler babies.

"I'm sorry about that..."

"There is no need to blame yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you. I know their thoughts very well. If I were to sit in that position, I would make the same choice." Mazov's smile was not fake, maybe it was the nostalgia of meeting old friends. , making the smile he has been pretending for many years look more sincere.

He continued, "I kept this regiment secret for a long time. It wasn't until you got the title of Kingdom Blade that I realized that the time had finally come."

"Why?"

"I don't believe in the Dragon Prince. I have never believed that their innate honor will only bring paranoia and stubbornness. But you are different. We have walked and fought in the rainforest together, and we have also looked for hope for the future in the frozen soil." Mazolf photographed Holding Oliveira's shoulder, looking sincerely into the elf's eyes,

"Believe me, old friend, you are the only elf who regards you as one of our own. Everything in the past has shown that Your Excellency the Fearless Oliveira deserves the respect of every Kisli lady."

He wanted to say something, but Oliveira felt that he couldn't express what he meant, so in the end he could only nod heavily. "The same goes for me, taking you and Rascal, including the dead Dettlaff..."

"Your Excellency Oliveira, Prince Dracnir's messenger is asking for an audience." Konoe's words made Oliveira stop talking and look at Mazov with a hint of apology. She could only wait for a good chat next time.

Mazov waved his hand indifferently, and before leaving the living room, he said, "If you need any funds or materials, please contact us at any time. I have many more resources than you think."

His Highness the Prince's messenger passed by Mazov. After becoming the Blade of the Kingdom, Oliveira's daily schedule was tighter than before, and people from all walks of life asked to see him almost every day.

The messenger bowed his head and caressed his chest in greeting, "Your Excellency Oliveira, I am Prince Dracnir's attendant Merov. I came to Windhowling City this time with the prince's respect for the Blade of Caledor."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I wonder if Sir Merov has any instructions besides bringing you greetings from Prince Draknir."

The messenger looked serious and did not shy away from pointing out the issues that the prince was concerned about, "Regarding Senator Trevicorn's granddaughter Philonina Woodrow, the prince would like to get a definite message, whether this lady has become a logistics statistics officer under your command. ”

Oliveira thought that this was indeed the case. The old man reacted and the young man came.

Let’s talk about how obsessed the Caledor family is with girls, so that the prince and his son, who are more interested in dragons than women, are so obsessed with a foreign relative.

"Yes, Philonina is already the logistics statistics officer under my command and is registered in the legion's list."

But unexpectedly, the messenger actually breathed a sigh of relief visibly. This made Oliveira feel a little strange. Didn't Draconir come to ask for someone?

The messenger said with a smile, "Because the prince is in the Dragon Gate, he doesn't know much about Ms. Philonina's current situation. He never thought that he would resign as a court lady and join your army.

Out of concern for his sister and to make up for the regret caused by his dereliction of duty, His Highness the Prince hopes to dispatch a team of half-griffon Asul knights as escorts for Ms. Philonina to assist in logistics and statistical management. "

The half-griffon knight assists in logistics and statistics management... If the empire knows about it, Sigma's sledgehammer may fall.

Oliveira complained in her heart, but she also knew that this was the prince's show of goodwill and investment in her, sending an important combat force in the name of a guard.

"I don't know how many people there are, so I can arrange relevant duties."

"There are twenty-four in total. You don't need to worry about the supporting supplies. This will be borne by the prince."