Under the Red Dragon

The continuous mountains are like giant dragons deeply buried in the earth, growing as the dragons grow.

The Dragon Nest Mountains are now gradually spreading and growing towards the sea, like a small tail growing out of the mountains. Some connected, low earthen mounds and hills emerge from the earth, stretching and extending towards the sea.

The weather today is exceptionally clear, so many residents living near the Dragon Nest Mountains can see countless batwing wyverns flying through the mountains. Countless wings vibrate, emitting a collective resonating flapping sound.

The retinues soldiers who used to be all over the road of the Dragon Nest have been withdrawn, only the checkpoint at the foot of the mountain is still guarded by retinues soldiers, as well as the Imperial Guard warriors before the last step of climbing to the top of the Dragon Nest.

These wyverns replaced those soldiers, becoming the eyes and claws of the dragon group between the mountains. The speed is much faster than any bipedal wyvern in the world of Akani. It takes less than a quarter of an hour for the batwing wyverns to fly around the mountains once.

This makes it difficult for any creature trying to cross the mountains abruptly to escape the eyes and attacks of the dragon claws.

In addition, many smart and flexible warriors have been selected to choose flying dragon partners that fit them in the mountain where the batwing wyverns nest.

However, although the batwing wyverns have submitted to the dragon group, the pride from the heart will not make these wyverns willingly be tamed by these warriors.

These smart and flexible warriors need to use their abilities to tame these wyverns. Only those who can successfully tame the wyverns and have their own flying mounts can be selected for the aerial combat regiment and become a main battle regiment soldier with enviable treatment and extremely high status.

So now the mountainside where the batwing wyverns nest is very lively. From time to time, unlucky reserve warriors are thrown from low altitude by the wyverns, and the screams are covered by the excited cries of the batwing wyverns.

Although these batwing wyverns dare not put these reserve soldiers of the giant dragon in danger of life, it is enough to teach these warriors a lesson to fall dizzy.

And those unlucky warriors who failed to establish a partnership with the wyverns will also be regarded as not smart and flexible enough. They will be eliminated and can only choose to become soldiers of other types of regiments, or join the ranks of the sheriff.

Because the main battle regiment of the giant dragon only needs enough excellent elites, whether it is strength or luck.

And among this group of warriors waiting to enter the field and choose their own domestication objects, Countess Bartoli is impressively listed.

This female countess is strong enough, but because she needs to deal with everything in her earldom, she failed to participate in the battle for the Greenwood Forest plane, which made this female countess who likes to seek excitement and is warlike particularly disappointed.

Countess Bartoli believes that if she could participate in this battle, she would not do worse than the hobgoblin Yugu and the barbarian Jibu and other centurions, because she herself is not only a warrior with outstanding strength, but also has military literacy.

So she also hopes to get Kalong's permission to establish her own battle group.

And this flying dragon regiment, the air force, which is about to be created, is her goal. She gave up her aristocratic life, not to be an ordinary officer in the dragon group's territory. She will prove with her strength that she deserves the trust of the giant dragon.

Seeing another warrior who successfully tamed the wyvern happily riding the wyvern and flying around at low altitude, Bartoli no longer endured. The tall and plump female countess wore tight-fitting leather armor, and would not appear petite even among many tall warriors.

She stepped out of the crowd and walked towards the largest cave, where the king and leader of the batwing wyvern clan lived, the most powerful flying dragon, which was her goal.

"Oh, this is really a sexy and wild female leopard. She dares to challenge the king of the flying dragons. I have decided that even if she fails, I will not laugh at her,"

The atmosphere among the soldiers in the crowd became lively. Before this, no one had set their sights on the leader of the flying dragons. They all had enough self-knowledge.

A strong human soldier stood next to his tamed flying dragon and shouted loudly, cheering for Bartoli, this brave female warrior. He whistled, with a frivolous expression,

"Come on, beautiful and wild female warrior, your sexiness makes me surge, your courage makes me admire, even if you fail, I can let you ride the flying dragon with me and experience the feeling of flying in the sky!"

Countess Bartoli's soft and streamlined face turned around, looked at the smug warrior, and the corner of her mouth raised slightly. She laughed loudly: "Tch, I'm not interested in a weakling like you!"

Amidst the laughter of many warriors and the embarrassment of the warrior who teased her, Bartoli stepped into the cave to meet her challenge.

The huge Kalong folded his wings and looked down from the top of the mountain. His excellent vision saw this scene in his eyes, and he also slightly revealed his thick and long white tusks. The slight fatigue accumulated from long-term practice and forging was swept away by joy at this moment.

Behind Kalong, a tall temple stood on the top of the mountain.

In front of the main hall of the temple, a huge golden bell was hung, reflecting dazzling light under the sunlight.

Kalong sensed that in this huge golden bell, a trace of weak faith power was gathering in it, slowly flowing through the whole body of the golden bell, dyeing the golden giant bell with a layer of pure white halo.

After several months of continuous practice and improvement, he finally completed his work. Although it is only a semi-finished product, he does not need to spend too much effort next, and it is enough to wait for time.

The remaining big clocks were also successively sent to other cities in the territory and every village settlement during this period, but Kalong did not let those loyal souls ring this golden bell now.

Because according to the calendar revised and corrected by those human scholars based on the territory and started to be printed, the last day of this year is coming soon.

The creatures of this world do not have the festival and habit of celebrating the New Year, but Kalong is here, and there will be in the future.

Since Kalong has made a choice and decision, he will transform his territory according to his own ideas, and influence the entire world.

This is the character of the red dragon, and it is also Kalong's idea!

On the last day of this year, Kalong will ring the golden bell to end the old year and bring in the new year.

That day was also named Year Rest Day, or End of Year!

Having unique festivals and activity ceremonies belonging to one's own kingdom is also an important step in establishing a unified cultural awareness. The division of races is not a difficult point. Having a unified cultural awareness is enough to bridge any racial divisions.

Following the etiquette and laws of the giant dragon is to be a citizen of the giant dragon.

And at the top of the Giant Dragon Temple, a scarlet banner that is exactly the same color as Kalong's scales is fluttering in the wind, and the emblem on the flag is clear at a glance.

That is a virtualized red dragon eye inlaid with various gems, green, red, blue, black, bronze, tan, each gem is like the brilliance of the dragon's eye, setting off the dragon's eye like the eye of a god overlooking the world.

This is the royal flag of the Giant Dragon Territory, the modified royal flag, and there are several transparent gems that do not have any color, which also represents Kalong's vision and ambition for the future.

The red flag is fierce, fluttering in the wind, Kalong stands on the top of the mountain, overlooking his territory, and suddenly sighs softly, " The end of the year is approaching!"

As the end of the year approaches, the territory has become particularly busy.

The officials at all levels in the territory who received the news began to prepare for the first important festival ushered in by the Giant Dragon Territory.

These officials are busy, taking the orders and goals distributed by the giant dragon as the top priority. Even the construction of the city - the Royal Capital, presided over by the white dragon Gemot, has been temporarily suspended to prepare for this important festival.

The fireworks factory built outside the Golden City, at the foot of the Dragon Nest Mountain, is now particularly busy. Thanks to the fact that the materials and craftsmanship for making fireworks are not complicated, ordinary people can spread out the entire fireworks product production line as long as they are proficient.

And the dozen or so apprentices who used to be around the goblin Pengpeng have now become master-level figures sitting in the entire fireworks factory.

In order to supply the upcoming huge demand, these produced fireworks are simply brushed with the logo of the Giant Dragon Territory on the outer shell.

Even so, the entire fireworks factory is also increasing recruitment.

Many kobold soldiers barked loudly, transporting and handing over carts of goods. Carts of goods marked with locations were received by the kobold soldiers and then transported to their destination.

" Woof woof, this is the goods for Shenhe Village, we are going to Niuti Village," the leading kobold yelled irritably at his subordinates,

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"You stupid idiot, you took the wrong goods, you are really a fool who puts his dog's head behind his ass! You just cause me trouble!"

The reason why so many fireworks need to be supplied is not that this product, which has been established as a giant dragon industry, is already very popular. In fact, the fireworks production line has just been perfected and matured.

But welcoming the first major festival, Kalong believes that it is not too much to make it more grand. So at his suggestion, each city, each village, and each family will be allocated at least one single-tube firework.

And those merchants who do not have the concept of celebrating the New Year, I believe that after experiencing an unforgettable night, they will also be very interested in this cheap product that can bring a moment of brilliance.

At that time, the dragon group's territory will not need to make too much publicity for this product, and it will naturally have many customers, and then usher in its own wealth growth.

Not only the fireworks factory, but even the political affairs departments and basic management departments in the territory are also busy and arguing.

"Oh, damn it, there is a kobold here, a kobold from Dixue Village, who gave birth to six cubs this year, God, you know that those human residents only gave birth to four at most, lucky quadruplets!"

The grassroots official wearing a sky-high dragon horn hat rubbed his forehead in distress. This kind of sky-high dragon horn hat is a particularly popular hat in the territory. Various kinds of dragon horn hats were initially popular among children who liked to insert two branches on their foreheads.

Some insightful merchants also launched this hat accessory, which was popular in the Giant Dragon Territory for a while, and that insightful merchant also made a lot of money.

"What is that, I have a report here, a goblin from Suanmei Village, who actually gave birth to eight little guys in the past year, which is simply outrageous to the human kingdom,"

Another official wearing a soft horn hat said to his colleague, "It seems that the title of hero mother should belong to this lucky goblin. In my opinion, these useless races still need to be encouraged to reproduce, isn't that going to be that in a few years, the territory will be full of these green guys running around!"

" Shhh," another human official who was not wearing a hat, sitting in the corner, motioned his colleague to keep his voice down. He said: "These things are naturally worried about by the superiors, we only need to execute the orders, and now the superiors want us to be fair, to be balanced, you say this is not popular!"

"Okay, okay," the official wearing a soft horn hat shrugged indifferently. He said: "Since we want to be fair, then we simply choose one from each race to award the title of hero mother, wouldn't that be good."

"Hey, you guy, that's a really good idea," the fourth official sitting at the big table at the door smiled and said: "Then next is the candidate for the hard-working model, let's still follow this way!"

By the time these candidates were finally decided, most of the day had passed. Finally, the official wearing the sky-high dragon horn hat said: "Then in addition to the badges awarded by the superiors, there must also be substantial rewards. What should we reward these lucky ones, an ox for ploughing, or a horse for carrying things."

"Forget it, my family only has one ox now, let's simply reward them with a chicken or a duck," the cleverness of the soft horn hat official was quietly replaced by the surging stinginess.

The official with the sky-high dragon horn hat disagreed. He believed that the territory should be generous in this kind of matter, so the two officials quarreled.

The official sitting in the corner showed a smug look on his face and said: "Or we can report to the superiors that the reward given is an ox or a horse, but we secretly give the reward is a chicken or a duck,"

"In this way, we can also get some benefits!" The official in the corner showed a smile in his eyes. He looked at his colleagues smugly, thinking that his idea was great.

But the noisy atmosphere in the entire room suddenly became quiet. The other three officials closed their mouths and stopped speaking, just looking at this self-righteous official with strange eyes.

And in the small garden outside, from the open window, you can see a black talking crow standing on a fruit tree planted in the small garden.

This extremely clever talking crow is one of the smartest among the birds.

Not only can they understand some not too complicated human words after training, but they can also repeat what they hear in an orderly manner.

And this crow has now quietly flapped its wings and flew to its destination.

That is a white building far away, as high as three floors, and a big sign hangs on the door edge of the three-story building - Political Department!

Cuckoo, Cuckoo,

The crow flew to the third floor, tapping on the closed window with its wings, and making a Cuckoo sound in its throat.

The window was opened, and a young elf druid poked his head out of the room, reached out and grabbed the crow.

The young elf druid put the jerky in his hand to the crow's mouth and said with a smile: "Oh, look at my smart little baby, what good news have you brought me back."