Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Dacius finally gave up the raid on Miragliano, just as he said to the priest when he left the Cathedral of Martha: Thank Marthalan.

He had long regarded the Atlantic Ocean... no, the Great Ocean as the inland sea of ​​the elves. He originally planned to fight a religious war with Mannaan after he came to Ulthuan. He didn't want to see ships other than elves and lizardmen running around in the Great Ocean, sailing from Norris to Lustria, and from Araby to the Sea of ​​Claws.

But now, he has a better choice. He can make a move and let Marthaan replace Mannaan, first let the Marthaan sect develop from Tyrell, and after covering the southern city-states, he will declare the Mannaan sect in Marienburg to be heresy... It's really a bit of fun.

He also cancelled the plan to raid Skaven Magic City. It was still the time of the second civil war of the Skaven ratmen. His operation in Queza had greatly damaged the strength of the Plague Clan. The number one plague lord, Sikuk, and several other plague lords, as well as the elite forces, were blocked in Queza. If he was not wrong, the southern faction led by the Plague Clan was in a contraction phase, and the Magic City faction was launching an attack.

He had no reason to attack Skaven Magic City at this time and let the Magic City faction return to defense. If not, his actions would cause the Magic City faction and the southern faction to negotiate peace in advance, and the overall strength of the Skaven ratmen would increase in advance. Isn't this a mess? In his opinion, the worse the southern faction was beaten, the better. Having dealt with the Plague Clan, he was more willing to deal with the Magic City faction. He was not worried about the ridiculous technology of the ratmen, but the damn plague of the Plague Clan.

He missed the white rat he first met in Queza. What was his name, Musk? I don't know how Musk is doing now, whether he has launched a rocket or founded a tram company. He found that he lacked a ratman insider, and he knew nothing about the situation in the ratman society. Perhaps due to his arrival, the Magic City Faction and the Southern Faction had already negotiated peace in advance? Did the Horned Rat discover him a long time ago?

On a dark and windy night, the black ark, the Vicious Temple, appeared, and his uncle Durias came to pick him up. After a night of tossing and turning, the elves boarded the ark one after another.

Later, a mysterious legend began to circulate in some areas of the southern empire and the southern city-states. Some humans witnessed an extremely large humanoid object flying through the sky at night...

After completing the boarding, Dakuus spent another two days returning to Rick County, dug out the sacred Titan, and arranged for the red dragons to take it back to the ark.

Now, everything has been arranged, and it is time for a banquet. Durias took out all the good things stored in the Vicious Temple to entertain the elves and red dragons.

In the eyes of Dacæus, or indeed of all elves, Drusala had always been an extremely beautiful elf, her face a perfect goddess statue, a flawless alabaster texture, her milky white skin showing no traces of time or disturbance.

Her hair was a midnight river, a stream of shiny black satin falling over her shoulders and down to her waist. Gold and silver and precious amulets and charms of Iselamar were entwined in her hair, tiny jewels glittering on the smooth base.

To match Dacæus's ever-changing attire, she wore a bright red gown that clung to her graceful figure like a second skin, with the hem split at the sides to maximize her slender legs.

Around her waist was a jeweled belt, with fine lace spikes interlaced in a gesture of both love and violence. In her hands she held a silver chain from which hung the pendant of Hecate. A light necklace, like the ghostly crystallization of a spider's web, wrapped around her neck and fell across her chest, and a silver spider-shaped brooch secured the flowing jewel to her silk robe.

A halo of diamonds adorned her forehead, each stone carved and polished through magical rituals, looking as if it were woven from the first frost of winter, like icicles. Two diamonds hung from the base of the tiara, drawing the viewer's eye to the sorceress's eyes. Daxus could not describe Drusala's eyes with a single color, for they had the same unpredictable, phantom quality as the aetheric aurora.

Drusala walked lightly, like a swan gliding on the water, holding Daxus' arm. Her robes rippled gently like red waves with each step. Her black hair, like a midnight river, shimmered in the light, like stars scattered in the night sky.

In the meeting place in the spire, light and shadow intertwined, and the shining lights reflected on every guest. The elves wore gorgeous robes and jewels, while the dragonborn wore abstract togas, with dragon scales flashing, majestic and mysterious. Every guest was talking in a low voice, and laughter and toasts were intertwined, forming a lively scene.

"How is it?" Daquus raised the wine glass in his hand, and the wine rippled slightly in the glass, reflecting the bright light of the light. Wherever he looked, the dragonborn raised their glasses or nodded in response to express their respect to him. Drusala held his arm tightly, as if conveying a kind of silent support and strength.

"The food is barely good, and the wine is too light and tasteless!" Malok frowned and said dissatisfiedly after taking a big sip.

"Hahaha, there will be, there will be!" Daquus laughed loudly, his voice echoed in the meeting place, attracting a burst of laughter and echoes from the dragonborn.

For the Dragonborn, food can be salted, but alcohol is a little harder to handle. Ordinary alcohol is like water, which makes it difficult for them to really feel the joy of drinking. What they need is a high-proof alcohol like vodka, or simply alcohol...

Then Dacus took Drusala to pull a chair and sat at the table where the Dragonborn were dining to talk. The development of things was a little different from what he expected. He thought that some red dragons would act on impulse, just like not attending after signing up, not responding after consulting, and not answering calls. The main point is that the upper and participation are important, anyway, no money has been paid. But I didn't expect... After a round, the number actually increased.

The "bloody" Skarazak who attended the meeting rejected his proposal and continued to cause trouble for the dwarves, but the "majestic" Skulex who did not attend the meeting and lived on the Norscan iceberg actually came. Now there are four emperor dragons sitting on the table, namely "Dragon Mother" Mordax, "Destroyer" Malok, "Majestic" Skulex and "Terrible" Malatex.

He knew that Skulex would join, and Mordax played an important role in it. As the Dragon Mother, Mordax's influence among the red dragons is unparalleled. Only Mordax can convince the red dragons who live in isolation. Thinking of this, he raised his glass to Mordax and then drank the wine.

In addition to Skulex, Xibochad was also rescued by the red dragons. He could tell what the group of Zar dwarves had experienced just by listening to the simple description. How did that sentence go? Can you translate for me what surprise means!

The Naza dwarves had lived well in Zar Naggrond, eating hot pot and singing songs, but were suddenly robbed by bandits. The sight of the red dragons attacking Zar Naggrond was like the end of the world. The sky was covered by a red flame, and the heat waves rolled like the gates of hell.

More than a dozen red dragons lined up in formation and swooped down from the sky. Their huge bodies drew a trail of flames in the air, and the flapping of their wings brought a strong wind, blowing the dwarves on the city wall to the ground. The dragon's breath spewed out, and the blazing flames instantly engulfed the entire Zar Naggrond. The buildings collapsed in the flames like fragile pieces of paper. The air was filled with the smell of burning, and screams came one after another, mixed with battle roars and orders.

The Zar dwarves quickly organized a counterattack, and the musketeers lined up neatly on the city wall, trying to aim at the enemy in the sky. However... it was useless. The red dragons flexibly dodged the bullets, and the dragon scales glittered in the firelight, appearing indestructible. The artillery of the Zar dwarves began to operate, the huge artillery roared, and the shells cut through the sky, but most of them failed to hit the target.

As the saying goes, you are useless when you are given a chance. The dragon breath spewed again, the artillery was engulfed by flames, and the well-trained gunners turned to ashes in the flames. The huge explosion echoed in the city, the ground shook, the buildings collapsed one after another, and the flames swept everything. The Zar dwarves could not stop the offensive of the red dragons.

In the chaos, the Purgatory Guards arranged in a tight formation to join the battle. Their hearts were filled with anger and sadness, watching their city destroyed in the sea of ​​fire.

The supervisor in the lead waved a battle axe and led a team of the most elite undead army to rush to the front line.

However... it was useless. The red dragons organized the order of entry before the attack. What greeted the Zar dwarves was not the red dragons falling from the sky, but the hot dragon breath. They tried their best to resist, but every step seemed extremely difficult. Then more red dragons attacked them from all directions, and the dragon breath spewed again. The Inspector and the Undead Army were not forced to retreat, because under the repeated attacks of the red dragons, their proud armor broke. Without the protection of the armor, there was only one way waiting for them.

The whole Zar Naggrond fell into chaos and despair in the flames and roars. The attack of the red dragons was like an unstoppable disaster. They turned the once most prosperous city in the dark land into ruins. Although the dwarves tried their best, their resistance seemed so weak in the face of such a powerful enemy.

The Zar dwarves never dreamed that they would have such an inexplicable disaster, but it was not an unprovoked disaster. Who asked them to keep red dragons in captivity?

In the end, Xibochad was rescued by the red dragons, and now he was slumped in a wide chair. In Daquus's opinion, he looked a bit like Greysu Big Gold Fang, except for some necessary props. After transforming into a human, he became a big fat house comparable to an ogre. When Dacus arrived, he nodded to Dacus in a friendly manner, and then concentrated on dealing with the food in front of him, without the slightest thought of talking.

In addition to Skulex and Hiborchard, five more red dragons joined in, adding seven to the original sixteen. The new red dragon tribe has further expanded, and the people living in the old world have fewer threats...

He did a good thing, a great thing!

When Dacus raised his glass again, a huge laugh broke out at the table where Asrai and Enil were. He turned his head and looked over. His uncle Dulias was talking to Liarel with Maranul and Colonia. Liarel's words caused the elves to laugh. As for what they said, it was too far away for him to hear, but it did not prevent him from smiling.

This trip to Elsin Alvin was a great success, and all the main and side quests were successfully completed.

Vetir, Tyrandor, and Seonlan resigned from their positions as woodland lords, chose to follow Dakwus out for a while, and then went to Naggaroth. As before, he planned to let Vetir set up an anti-infiltration organization against Tzeentch and Slaanesh.

He planned to let Tyrandor and Seonlan transition first, and then serve as dread lords. In his opinion, the excellent military commanders of Naggaroth...how to say, strong, not strong, bad, not bad, and according to the previous gameplay of Druki, the dread lords have no experience in commanding large armies.

A dread lord with 500 troops is a dread lord, a dread lord with 5,000 troops is also a dread lord, as for more than 10,000... Malekith:? So, why is the Hellbane Family the second largest military group in Naggaroth, and the total number of the army of Clarkarond is only lower than that of Naggaroth.

The organizational structure of the army needs to be adjusted. The establishment of Taliondan is inevitable. Some excellent and loyal dread lords need to be trained, and some officers from the civilian class need to be promoted to learn the experience of commanding single and multiple large legions. But the dread lords of Naggaroth...

It is inevitable that Clarkalond, Carond Karl, Hag Graves and Valahar of Asheril command large legions. No matter how strong they are, their status is there. If the strength is not good, they can be improved and trained. If they really can't be improved, they can talk about it later.

But this only occupies the indicators of four large legions. According to his expectation, the number of Naggaroth's troops will reach 600,000-800,000 in a hundred years. A large legion has 20,000 people, which means 30 to 40 large legions.

In his plan, the large legion is a military-level organization. On the basis of the military-level organization, the army group organization is extended. Usually, 3 armies form a group army. According to the 600,000-800,000 troops, there will be 10 to 13 groups of armies.

What the hell is this concept? If the Dread Lords are divided into high-level, middle-level and low-level, it's like the general, lieutenant general and major general. The legion is commanded by the low-level Dread Lord, the large legion is commanded by the middle-level Dread Lord, and the army group is commanded by the high-level Dread Lord.

This requires 100 to 133 low-level Dread Lords to command the legion, 30 to 40 middle-level Dread Lords to command the large legion, and 10 to 13 high-level Dread Lords to command the army group.

This...

These are just the Dread Lords, not to mention the deputy and staff, not to mention the middle and lower-level officers who serve as the backbone and the Kredan who serves as the grassroots soul.

This will be an extremely huge gap, watered down? Diversification? It seems to not exist? Even after the complete army is formed, Asrai will only occupy 6 to 12% at most? In addition to Enil, he plans to write a letter to his close friend Lindyalock, asking Lindyalock to send out some more Enil, and then it will also account for 6 to 12%?

Diversification may be absolute, it depends on the proportion.

What if the kingdoms of Itain and Cosqui join this big family, as well as the kingdoms of Iris and Terenloch? Perhaps this is the composition of the army after the King's Reign in Ulthuan. The field army is distributed everywhere and maintained at a total of 1 million. The proportions of Duruchi, Asur, Asrai and Ainir are different, with different compositions, classes and genders.

In addition to Tyrandor and Seonlan, Karaona and Athelin, a pair of lovers with unpredictable fates, also came out of Athel Loren. Karaona is the princess of Windrih, the daughter of Findor and Evelyn, and Athelin is an Asrai noble. Their tragic fate was ended by Dakwus, although they didn't know it. Before coming out, they got married under the auspices of Dakwus, and it was held in the open space, which was extremely grand.

Originally, Findor came up with it, but he ruthlessly rejected it. In his opinion, this was not good. Most of the rulers of the twelve territories are ladies. The only woodland lords are Fendor, Tyrandor, Seonlan, Arras, and Alaros, and there is also Dais. However, Dais does not care about things, and Fendor also comes out, so the woodland lords are only Arras and Alaros.

So, he let Karaona and Atherin come out. He plans to give the two a target to command a large army. Who is positive and who is negative will be determined at that time.

In addition, Kerillian, who is a wanderer, Kane assassin, shadow, thorn sister and Avalon sister, also came out. Of course, except for the wanderer, the other professions and identities are just a joke. However, Daxus has not figured out how to arrange her. Her idea is to command an army, but Daxus has a question mark about her ability. Her archery is absolutely impeccable, but Duruchi can't finish the bow, so she can't be a shooting instructor. As for the command level... Daxus plans to let her go to Taliondan for further study for a while.

Liv also came out and no longer served as the prophet of Athel Loren. Terra will serve as the prophet of Athel Loren in the future. But Daquus is not going to let her go to Naggaroth. He plans to leave her in Aesir to help Alyssa build the Emerald Garden. Similarly, Asanoak will stay in Aesir.

Dace sent out eighty Val blacksmiths. He had negotiated with these blacksmiths. Except for a few who insisted on keeping it as it was, most of them agreed with his suggestion. Later, these blacksmiths who have recovered their eyesight will go to Naggarond and Nagor to serve as senior engineers and add bricks and tiles to Duruchi's war machine.

A small number of them are going to stay in Aesir and be sent to the Serpent's Rest Island to work with the Skin Lizard Priests and craftsmen to forge the advanced equipment that Lizardmen and Duruchi urgently need.

Azogallon brought back another Doomsday Anvil. In addition to the anvil, he also brought back an artifact called the Hammer of Kurgaz. In addition to fighting, the most important thing about this artifact is that it can also forge artifacts. Dais made appropriate adjustments to the Hammer of Kurgaz, but he did not keep it and gave it to Daquus. Perhaps this is the pride of Val?

Now the materials, hammers, and anvils are all ready. The Serpent's Rest Island has the minerals needed to forge equipment, and Xiboqiad has no intention of going to Naggaroth. After some mixing, he asked Xiboqiad to go to the Serpent's Rest Island, where the conditions are suitable for red dragons to live, and Xiboqiad can also live the life he had in Zar Naggrond.

Tilya Silverwing and Saraleel Soulwalker also came out. These two are the leaders of the Weaver, Ariel's Handmaiden, Aisha Priest, and Thorn Sisters.

Before Dacuus left Athel Loren, he contacted Malekith. Zhongma welcomed the joining of the Thorn Sisters and was willing to provide residence and court seats for Tilya and Saraleil.

Sariel stayed in Athel Loren, living in the Flowing Water Palace and studying with the Slann Mage Priests. He would also lead some Asrai to repair the spirit vein nodes in Elsin Arwen and strengthen the connection between Athel Loren and Lauren Loren. As the saying goes, Dacha is advancing in front, and he is harvesting in the back...

The two demigods, Serene and Liariel, will not get involved in worldly affairs. They plan to stay in Chapeyuto.

In addition to these Asrai, there are also some Enil who came out of Lauren Loren.

Talos will definitely command a large army, there is no doubt about that.

As for Tolandil...he plans to let him serve as the Minister of Propaganda, responsible for the propaganda work of Naggaroth, and reverse the bad trend of thought.

He planned to stay in Chapeyuto with the brothers Gavino and Elanor, and then he would have to collude with the Slann magic priests.

He also knew that Malekith was going to launch the purge in advance. Such a big thing, Malekith must have consulted with him. He also agreed. Later, he would draw some bureaucrats from Aesir to assist in the purge. So many soldiers staying in the Nagarond Plain must be screened and allocated, and their occupations and service years must be separated. The old and weak who are not suitable for service must be eliminated and sacrificed to Cain... No, they should be allocated to other places to continue to shine.

There is really no one... What king, what archon, the number of people under management is not as good as the mayor of Dongda, maybe... He should hold a Nagaros stage in the process of selecting soldiers, and come if there is work. Discover more talents to serve the war machine of Duruchi and contribute their own strength.

In addition to the gains in personnel, he gained some other gains. Athel Loren is known as the garden of the ancient saints, and its forest contains a variety of plants. Magic has endowed many plants with special properties, making them a coveted resource for herbalists and pharmacists. Asrai are also considered the greatest herbalists in the Old World, able to effectively treat mental and physical ailments.

Like silver leaf tea, beech nuts, and averrings, these are needless to say.

Like the crystal vines on dormant tree people, they crystallize once a year. When new vines grow, their flowers will also turn into crystals after being pollinated in summer, protecting a small seed pod. Asrai cherish these crystal vines and give them as gifts to other tree people, thus spreading the crystal vines throughout the forest. More importantly, if the late summer petals are ground into crystal powder and mixed with water from the Crystal Lake at the junction of Tasern and Atiwis, a potion will be formed. After drinking, side effects such as dry mouth and diarrhea will occur, but it can eliminate corruption in the body and prevent mutations.

Humans need crystal vines more than elves, just like giving vaccines to babies, but this is all in the future. In addition, they can't be brought out because the conditions are too special...but some can still be brought out.

In late spring, some purple flowers will grow on the river bank. These flowers are called "ignorance of love" by Asrai. The dried petal powder can be sprinkled on the eyes. After that, the user will accept the will test. If it fails, it will fall in love and fall in love at first sight.

In his opinion, this little flower called ignorance of love is very good. As long as there is a magical wind to guide it, it can grow. He plans to plant it on a large scale on the river bank of Asriel. When he returns to Naggaroth to hold a blind date meeting, he will use it, and then cooperate with the hyacinth produced in Lauren Loren's Desire Valley... Under the service of this dragon, the fertility rate must be rising.

Winter flower, a specialty product of Atives, this white bell-shaped flower only grows in frozen soil. Sprinkling the dried and ground winter flower leaves on the eyes and falling asleep can cure insanity. This is a treasure for soldiers to heal mental trauma after fighting chaos.

Woodland widow, a huge ground flower with petals up to 20 cm long, attracts prey by emitting a delicious sweet fragrance. When the victim is mesmerized by the aroma, the plant will raise its petals to trap the prey, and then slowly digest it with sticky acid. Although it is somewhat aggressive, it smells good!

War dancers will collect nectar from plants to make tattoo materials or distill it into a strong drink. If the amount is large, they will enter a state of drunkenness. If the amount is moderate, it will increase certain effects and make the movements more smooth and graceful. If the amount is small, it can be used as a sweetener. When put into water, it has the effect of honey water. It is the favorite of sweet-loving elves.

In addition, there are giant horned goats, long-haired mountain cattle, elven war horses of Athel Loren, blood pines of Rickwald, etc.

This trip to Elsing Alvin was quite rewarding. (End of this chapter)