Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"Sir, we can also fight for you!"

On the island where the burning flames and sour smell remained, the strong centaur's hooves were bent and he knelt on the ground, with a look of humiliation on his face.

He is the leader of the Bloodhoof Tribe, Jon.

However, now there is no Bloodhoof tribe, but the Bloodhoof Cavalry. The tribe he originally commanded has been broken up and reorganized.

All centaur tribes that surrendered to the dragon were treated the same. The tribal era was over, and all tribes were dismembered.

The dragon who managed them selected a group of strong centaurs from the scattered tribes and formed nine cavalry teams. The names of the cavalry teams came from the names of the nine strongest tribes.

These cavalry teams were sent to nearby islands by the dragons to open up territory suitable for humans and horses to breed and inhabit.

Because under the rule of the dragon, they have lost the threat from the sky, and the battles and fighting between tribes have also disappeared.

The number of centaurs began to grow rapidly in just a few years, and they needed more land to support a larger population.

Because dragons do not allow them to abandon their children, even those who are so weak that they think they are not worthy of living.

To be honest, Yon was very grateful to the dragon, because the dragon eliminated the disputes between humans and horses, so that they no longer needed to fight among themselves.

All the men and horses use their spears and bows for the development and growth of the ethnic group. The blood they shed can buy more fresh meat, milk and honey wine for the children in the ethnic group.

Except for a few idiots who were greedy for power in the tribal era, the vast majority of people were extremely satisfied with the life ruled by dragons.

Because their children and wives can live carefree on the grasslands without any threats, without having to worry about food shortages or diseases.

Even those young and old horses with declining vitality and blood can actually be supported. Before the arrival of the dragon, the young and old horses who lost their hunting ability often ended up being abandoned or executed by their descendants.

Now, everything has been changed. Under the guidance of the dragon, these young horses who have no hunting ability have been given new responsibilities. They are responsible for teaching those children who have not yet grown up and guiding them to learn various hunting and fighting skills. .

The moral values ​​of Centaur and Horse are simple and pure. They must repay kindness and revenge. The dragon has given them too much, and they want to repay the dragon's kindness with their own strength, even at the cost of their own lives.

This is the concept that most people have towards dragons, but Yohn, who was once the leader of the strongest clan, has a different view.

The dragon that already ruled nearly half of the archipelago and the sea almost didn't set its sights on them. He just sent his own relatives to manage them like taking care of babies.

This is by no means a normal affiliation. If their generation cannot make changes in time and find the right position under the rule of the dragon, then their future, and even that of their descendants, will be particularly worrying.

They cannot become cumbersome vassals under the rule of the dragon, occupying fertile land, consuming huge resources, but unable to provide any output or make any contribution.

Dragons can tolerate them for a while, but they cannot tolerate them forever, especially as their numbers grow rapidly, occupying more land and consuming more resources.

The reason why the dragon doesn't care about them now is because under his rule, there is no vassal group that can reproduce more than them for the time being, and within his rule, there are too many desert islands where only monsters live. These islands are for them to occupy. It doesn't matter.

But how long can this situation last? Jon could tell that it was a dragon with an extremely terrifying desire to rule. He would never be satisfied with these islands and seas. He would definitely expand his territory and accept the surrender and allegiance of more ethnic groups.

At that time, it is time for the centaurs who have not shown their value to withdraw. They must give up their territory to vassal groups that can increase their value.

In order to prevent this from happening, Jon always paid attention to the changes in the outside world. When the flying dragons, giants, and the monsters ruled by the red dragon began to gather, he sensed an opportunity.

But what made him even more frustrated was that the noble dragon didn't notice them. No call for war has been issued to them, and they can still live and work in peace and contentment and do what they want to do.

However, Jon knew that he could never continue like this, so he took the initiative to find the dragon who managed them. After repeated pleading, he finally got the opportunity to set foot on the battlefield.

He must prove to the dragon that their centaurs are absolutely useful, even if this proof will cost the lives of thousands of outstanding members of the same race, but in his opinion, it is worth it, because only in this way can they keep their current status. occupied islands.

Centaurs must prove their loyalty to the dragon with their lives and blood.

However, when the cavalry led the carefully selected comrades and finally set foot on the island where there were rumors of a large number of demons, there was no cruel fighting, and there was no war that could destroy all the cavalry.

What they faced was a battlefield strewn with corpses. The war on the surface of the island was over. The first thing they were assigned to do after landing on the island was to clean up the demon corpses and pile them in one place.

The second thing is to place the demon corpses sent out from the underground in one place. Other than that, there are no more orders.

The men and horses who could not swim or fly went through all kinds of hardships. After arriving at Alcatraz Island, what they did was actually clean up the battlefield.

This kind of humiliation was unbearable for many people, and the most uncomfortable one was Yohn. Cleaning up the war was the job of slaves, even kobolds, goblins, and troglodytes could take their place.

This was a worthless thing, so when the dragons fell from the sky, the leader of the cavalry mustered up the courage to approach the dragons, knelt on the ground, and made a request.

"Do you know the fighting situation underground?"

Surrounded by the dragons, Dirrell looked down at the men and horses in front of him. He was impressed by the leader of the men and horses. Even in the past few years, his strength has not changed. He is still stuck between gold and soul, and has not stepped on it. Take the last half step.

"Know."

The demon corpses that are transported out of the ground every day are cleaned up by Jon and his tribe. Of course he knows, and the corpses sent out are not only demons, flying dragons, mantices, griffins, and even giants.

"There are thirty floors underground on this island, and there may be more. My legion captured the surface of the island and the ten underground floors on the first day. Then it took a whole day to capture the tenth floor. It took them a day and a half to conquer the twelfth floor... They had just conquered the twenty-seventh floor and were close to the bottom of the island. They spent a month and paid a heavy price for this. The casualties were over 300 flying dragons, including one of my family members, and 20 giants were laid to rest. The underground war has reached its most brutal moment."

Tyrell explained the situation of the war in an understated manner. The purpose of this war was to wipe out all the demons on the island. If they just penetrated them, it could be easily accomplished.

Demons are also afraid and can run away. Although their will is chaotic, they occasionally know how to cherish life. They will also choose to give in when faced with invincible or too powerful forces.

That's why Tyrell's legions were so successful in their early attacks, but when the demons realized that Tyrell didn't intend to give them any way to survive, the situation changed.

"Are you sure you want to join the war at this time?"

"People and horses are never afraid of war!"

Jon replied in a sonorous tone, raising his drooping head,

"Please give us a chance!"

"Ordinary men and horses don't need to go underground. If you enter the silver rank, you will die. The chances of coming out alive are too small. Go find the gold rank men and horses. You will command them and form a golden knights, ready to go to war with me. "

"yes!"

When the commander of the men and horses, Yoen, heard this, his spirit was suddenly shocked. There were not many gold-level men and horses, but there was no problem in gathering a knights of fifty people.

"Are you ready to go underground now?"

The blond girl asked as she looked at the commander of the men and horses who went to summon her fellow tribesmen and opened up the internal and external shields to completely protect herself.

"My dependents, they have shed enough blood, it is my turn to play."

"I'll go down with you."

Su Hailun said without hesitation.

"Um!"

Of course, Di Ruier would not refuse the Golden Dragon to follow him. If there were any emergencies at the bottom of the island that he could not handle, the eccentric Dragon God might descend directly.

"I can go in with you, too."

"I also need to go!"

After seeing that the golden dragon's request was granted, several little dragons immediately started to make a fuss.

"This is a battlefield, not a garden! Don't mess around!"

Tyrell's face was solemn. When he showed his majesty as an elder brother, all the noisy sounds made by the dragons were immediately suppressed.

However, due to his training, the Bronze Dragon, which has been growing rapidly in these few short years, is not willing to accept it.

"Our strength is no longer weak."

The green gold scales are covered with purple thunder patterns and cyan wind marks. The body length has reached 18 meters. At first glance, it looks like a young bronze dragon.

"We can also help second brother!"

It's not just the centaurs who want to prove themselves, the young dragons also want to prove themselves. The rapidly growing power and the large amount of magic knowledge they learned under the pressure of their brothers make them want to use it on the battlefield.

However, this was naturally not allowed by Tyrell. Just as he said to the men and horses, the war on this island had entered the most critical and tragic stage.

"Elena, watch them and don't let them go underground!"

Tyrell turned to look at the eldest sister beside him.

"okay!"

Elena, who is responsible for managing humans and horses, has grown up a lot. She has had the most contact with short-lived species among all dragons. This has given her insights and experiences that are different from other dragons, and she has become much more taciturn.

"The same goes for you. What are you doing here with these chicks on the battlefield?"

After seeing the eldest sister agreeing, Tyrell turned to look at the conspicuous scarlet colors beside him, the red dragon Urrutia, and the three red dragons in their young stage.

They were the dragon eggs of the red dragons Lauralis and Isaac. Tyrell took care of them for a while. After hatching the eggs quickly, he threw them to the red dragon Urrudia, who had awakened from the transformation. This red dragon received a gift from the Five-Colored Dragon Mother.

This red dragon has indeed received a gift from the mother of evil dragons. As a young dragon, she has the strength and physique of a young red dragon, as well as numerous spell-like abilities.

But other than that, except for the fact that her scales are bright red, her shape and appearance have nothing to do with the ferocious and cruel characteristics of the red dragon.

Regardless of the color of its scales, the smell it emits, or even the proportions of its body, this dragon is like a succubus in the abyss or a lust demon in hell, born specifically to seduce male dragons.

This view was unanimously recognized by the golden dragon Su Hailun, the eldest sister Elena, and even the younger sister Angelica. They even suspected that the purpose of the dragon queen's promotion to Urrudia's bloodline was to facilitate her transfer. Transformed into this.

When ordinary dragons transform into ancestor dragons, they have an opportunity to adjust their life forms, which is basically dominated by themselves. However, Urrutia's situation is a different story.

"I wanted to see if I could help you."

The red dragon pupils are shining with luster, and the edges of the bright red scales are gleaming with golden threads. The red dragon, which is nearly twenty meters long, is no longer as thin as when it was first seen. Even Di Ruier can't even think of using one. The claws lift her up unless she doesn't resist.

"When you really grow up, you can think of helping me. It's too early for you to participate in the war now."

"yes."

Without any objection, Urrudia, full of infinite charm, lowered his head meekly while flicking his tail and waving his wings. This made Tyrell very satisfied.

tread! tread! tread!

The gold-level men and horses had already assembled. When they lined up wearing leather armor, holding spears, and carrying bows and arrows, Tyrell realized that their equipment was too crude.

But now is no longer the time to talk about this. The centaurs wanted to prove their worth, and Tyrell gave them the opportunity. He contacted the elves on the spot and asked them to send equipment suitable for the centurions.

By the time the men and horses finished changing their clothes, Tyrell had already gathered all the last strength in his hands, including five storm destroyers, a hundred flying dragons that had completed one evolution under his influence, and fifty marines as reserves. giant.

"Um?!"

When everything was ready and ready to set off, Tyrell paused for a moment, then showed excitement.

"What's wrong?"

Su Hailun noticed something strange immediately.

"The Balor Demon appears!"

Storm and thunder spewed out from Tyrell's mouth and nose.

"Do you need to call your Excellency Emilia?"

The golden dragon's expression suddenly became solemn, but he still asked Tiril that this was his war.

"No, it's not necessary. My agreement with her is that she will only take action if there is a danger that I cannot resist and lure the target to the surface."

Tyrell rejected Jinlong's suggestion,

"Besides, the Balor Fire Demon is not in good condition. My giant commander has already had a conflict with it and found a spear stuck in its chest. It should have been left by the Elf King Farrar."

"Even with his injuries, Balor Balrog is a legend."

"Don't be nervous."

Tyrell's dragon claw pierced into the void, and when he pulled it out, a long sword shining with holy light was held in his claw.