Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"His people tried to hunt my sister, and he came to question me with weapons in hand. This is a provocation to the majesty of the Dragon Clan. Death is the last mercy I bestow on him."

Tyrell looked at the other three men and horses who were holding spears or long bows tightly and retreated in unison. Their expressions were tense and their eyes were solemn.

"What are you going to do? Want to start a war with me?"

"Mighty dragon, my tribe and I have no intention of having any conflict with you."

"We don't want to engage in any acts of war with you."

"me too."

Under the powerful power displayed by Tyrell, the three centaur leaders responded quickly.

With a sufficient number of intelligent creatures gathered, it is indeed possible to try to hunt higher-level creatures, but letting them, who don't even have wings, besiege a soul-level dragon is not a proof of courage and power. A mindless pursuit of death.

"If you are not willing to go to war with me, then you have chosen peace."

Dirrell smiled, but to intelligent creatures other than dragons, the dragon's smile could only be described as forbidding and cold.

"In this case, I will give you the opportunity to prove yourselves. Slaughter all the male horses and horses of this tribe with hunting ability. All the minor horses and horses that are higher than your legs will be executed. The remaining young horses and females will be executed. It will be divided equally among the participants, this is my reward to you!”

The three men and horses who were slowly retreating suddenly stopped when they heard Dirrell's words. They looked at each other, and then the man and horse who was the first to introduce himself to Dirrell spoke in a serious tone,

"Powerful dragon, only the Khan who has conquered all the tribes can issue such an order. Only the Khan has the right to allocate pasture, females and children."

"My sister just apologized to me, thinking it was her hunting behavior that triggered the conflict, so I reprimanded her.

She is too naive and kind, and it is ridiculous to think that she has violated the hunting ground of your people. However, I can tolerate the mistakes she made because I am her brother. "

Tyrell looked down at the people and horses, still turning a deaf ear to the commotion of the people and horses in the distance.

"But you, I have no reason, right or obligation to tolerate your naivety and arrogance. When you see the dragons soaring in the sky, you should re-recognize who the master of this land is!"

"By your will, great Khan!"

Kirby Blackhoof caressed his chest with one hand, then held a spear in his hand. He was the first to turn around and rush towards his tribe, leaving his back to the dragon.

"The flag of the Green Hoof Tribe will disappear from this grassland from now on!"

The second centaur tribe leader reacted equally quickly. At this moment, he was just secretly annoyed that Kirby Blackhoof, without the majesty and honor of a centaur warrior, actually took one step ahead of him and surrendered his allegiance to the dragon.

How shameless!

Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves disappearing in the distance, at this moment, only a centaur leader stood alone facing the giant dragon surrounded by the strong wind, with thunderous leaps on its crystal scales.

"You want to challenge me?"

"No, I never meant to offend you, Supreme Khan!"

Seeing the two despicable compatriots who abandoned him without hesitation and didn't even give him much chance to react, the centaur leader, who was slightly slow to react, quickly praised them.

This majestic and gorgeous giant dragon, with every part of its body exuding nobility and sacredness, is surrounded by craters with centaur corpses, which is enough to prove the power possessed by the dragon.

On this grassland, within the scope of his knowledge, there is no centaur that can fight against the dragon. When the dragon wants to become the ruler of this grassland, the centaurs living on the grassland can only Two options remain.

Resist and welcome death!

Surrender, be loyal, and live.

"In that case, what are you still doing here? Waiting for them to divide all the loot and leave you a pile of corpses?"

Tyrell almost laughed out loud at such a knowledgeable and shameless leader of men and horses.

"I, Bazu Flamehoof, am willing to be the sharpest spear in your hand!"

After the last centaur expressed his loyalty to Tyrell, he quickly turned his horse's hooves and rushed towards his tribe at full speed, calling on his tribe's warriors to participate in the massacre of his fellow tribesmen.

The fishy wind mixed with blood floated on the grassland, and blood flowers bloomed on the green field. Angry roars and helpless wails came one after another. The young dragons looked at the distant battlefield with frightened eyes.

"Dirrell, is it too cruel to destroy a tribe like this? Many centaurs did not participate, and they have not even met Angelica."

Elena hesitated for a moment, unable to restrain her kind nature as a bronze dragon.

Although it was hard for her not to agree with Tyrell's words, she had clearly killed all the malicious centaurs, so why did she have to destroy the tribe they belonged to together?

Ignoring the eldest sister, Tyrell turned his attention to Angelica, whose eyes were full of confusion. He stretched out his dragon claws and gave her a light move. The wind surrounded her, and she didn't know what to do with her. The female dragon that was done was brought to the front.

"Does it hurt?"

Tyrell's eyes roamed around his sister's slender and slender body. He raised the dragon's claws and gently passed over the broken scales and small wounds. Finally, he landed on the spear that penetrated the dragon's wings. His voice was gentle and soft.

"pain!"

Angelica's voice was full of grievance, crying, and indescribable satisfaction.

It's still hard for her to understand why those men and horses launched such a ferocious attack on her for an antelope.

However, her brother used the most violent attitude to destroy the men and horses chasing her in an instant, giving her an unprecedented sense of security. However, the subsequent brutal behavior of encouraging the men and horses to kill each other made her feel uneasy again.

"Then remember this feeling."

Tyrell pulled out the spear, and amid Angelica's cry of pain, he threw the blood-stained spear towards Elena. When the eldest sister caught the crude primitive weapon, Then he spoke,

"This is a weapon made by men and horses, thrown by men and horses, and stained with the blood of your closest relatives. I don't want a second weapon like this to appear."

"Sister, Brother Tyrell destroyed a tribe to protect us. We are too weak. Only such cruel results can deter these people."

Iroh, who had just tried to help Angelica and faced the spears and arrows thrown by the centaurs, spoke in a low voice.

He is also in an extremely uncomfortable mood now. He is proud of the dragon clan, but when he broke away from the protection for the first time and flew freely, he was suppressed by creatures like centaurs and horses. Even self-protection was extremely difficult.

"We can use a better way to prevent those innocent people from being..."

"Elena, do you know anything about centaurs?"

Tyrell interrupted the eldest sister,

"Do you know their racial characteristics and their civilization system?"

The dragon, who was far more powerful than his brothers and sisters put together, raised his head and looked into the distance. The massacre had come to an end. Centaur warriors from three different tribes were beaming with joy, cleaning the battlefield and collecting the spoils.

"The biological structure of centaurs makes it difficult for them to engage in production activities such as planting. They are natural cavalry, and running is engraved in their nature. Therefore, the powerful centaur tribe must mainly focus on plundering and hunting. Nomads.

Nomadic civilization follows a system closest to the laws of nature, where the weak eat the strong. Tribes that lose in the war will kill all their adult males, and the remaining females and children will be accepted. "

"You mean, even if you don't issue such an order, the male centaurs of this tribe will be slaughtered, and the females, children and territory will be divided up?"

Elena quickly realized that in the inheritance of dragons engraved in the blood, there was no centaur at all. It would be good to be able to recognize the identity of this species the first time she saw it. As for the more Concrete knowledge, no dragon would leave such useless knowledge in the blood of future generations.

"Yes, weakened tribes will naturally be annexed by their originally strong neighbors."

Tyrell's tone was calm, and he did not have any emotional ups and downs because of what he just did.

"My participation in it and giving orders is to establish my dominance over this land."

"Brother Tiril, do you want to conquer this grassland?"

Hardison, who had gradually recovered, became excited when he heard Dirrell's words, and his eyes sparkled.

"Yes, not only this grassland, but the entire island, as well as the nearby islands and oceans, will be under my dragon wings."

Tyrell declared his goal to his brothers and sisters. There was no need to hide his ambition. This was the place where he could display it to his fullest.

"Hoho, second brother, do you want to be the Lord Dragon? I want to join you."

Ai Luo also became excited. The bronze dragons who pursued order basically had the desire to become rulers.

"Although I am weak, I want to help my brother."

The bruised Angelica spoke softly.

"Dirrell, how do you want to conquer this place?"

Elena was the only one who focused on more practical issues. She couldn't refute what Tyrell said. However, witnessing the death unfolding in front of her eyes conflicted with her nature as a bronze dragon, which made her feel Extremely uncomfortable.

"Show strength, and then allow the centaurs living here to make choices."

Tyrell replied.

"What if the Centaur tribe refuses to surrender to you?"

"Give them time and let them leave my territory within the specified time!"

Tyrell said of course.

"This is centaur land."

"I have declared that I will be the ruler here!"

Tyrell looked at this childish and innocent eldest sister,

“I am the author of order until there is a second voice that challenges me.

Surrender to my order, get my protection, resist my order, expulsion is the best outcome, and it is also my last tolerance and concession! "

"But this is the ocean. If we leave the island, where can these flightless centaurs go? Are you going to let them swim across the sea?"

Elena couldn't help but say that she had already experienced the tyranny of this blood relative, but she did not expect that Tyrell would be so domineering.

"This has nothing to do with me. Creatures that are unwilling to submit to my order, I have no rights or obligations to take care of them. How to leave my territory within the prescribed time limit is something they need to think about."

Tyrell showed extreme iron-bloodedness and ruthlessness at this moment.

"This is the way of the dragon."

"The evil dragon will directly slaughter those who resist, but I will only swing my butcher knife when they disobey and trample on the order I have established!"

Tyrell shook his head.

"You're too bossy."

Elena looked at Tyrell's unshakable gaze, couldn't help but sigh, and then gave in,

"I will lobby the centaurs and horse tribes on the grassland for you and make them surrender to you."

"Elena, if you want to communicate with the centaurs here, you can only use the language they understand."

"I know Lingua Franca."

"The language I am talking about is not just language. The civilization of the centaurs here is still at the stage of primitive tribes. Barbarism and violence are the most direct and powerful languages.

All the civilized etiquette and even the implicit words you show will be regarded by these vulgar barbarians as a symbol of weakness and bullying, and they will not regard you as friendly and kind. "

Tyrell gave a reminder.

"Are these what you saw in the book?"

Elena took a deep breath, and then exhaled a ball of sparkling lightning arcs.

"Of course, if you want to verify it, make a thorough arrangement."

"I will."

"Since you all decided to help me, then come with me!"

Tyrell spread his dragon wings and flew towards the group of men and horses who were carving up the spoils in the distance. Four young dragons followed suit. The invisible realm unfolded, and the elements cheered and obeyed the master's command.

The originally clear sky became gloomy and oppressive at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the howling wind gradually became sharper, like an invisible blade. Amidst the roar of thunder, four young dragons led by Tyrell descended on Above the heads of hundreds of men and horses, thick and sticky dragon power pours down.

Many centaurs who had slaughtered their own kind and were inspecting the trophies screamed in panic and fear under the sudden dragon power.

The sudden change in the celestial phenomena was silently revealing what kind of creature was descending above their heads. It was different from any monster they had fought in the past. It was the sky overlord who could control the changes in the celestial phenomena!

"It seems that you are very satisfied with my reward to you!"

Tyrell spoke, and the dull voice, accompanied by the roar of thunder, exploded in the ears of the men and horses. In just this moment, it destroyed the will of the few men and horses who were struggling to hold on.

"Supreme Khan, what are your orders?"

His body was still stained with blood, and his hooves were bent almost immediately. Bazu, the leader of the Flame Hoof Tribe who knelt on the ground, greeted him respectfully. His powerful physique at the golden level made his voice incomprehensible even with the roar of thunder. hidden.

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