"Russell."
Garos summons Dragon-blooded Werewolf.
"My lord."
The strong Werewolf, who was clad in iron-like dragon scales, fell to his knees.
"You lead the cavalry, scouts, and elite troops to conduct reconnaissance and find out Bloodhoof Clan's resource points and distribution of sentries." Red Iron Dragon looked at the leader Wyvern again and said, "Tasha, you lead the Wyvern group to harass the Bloodhoof Clan base camp, attract their attention, and provide cover for Russell."
Smelling the smell of war, Glutton Demon Kalu gnawed on a leg bone and came closer.
He said in a rough voice, impatiently. "Dragon Lord, what about me? I want to taste the horns."
Garos: "Calling Star-Shattering Hammer Warband to prepare for mobilization for the next war."
As time passed, orders continued to be issued from him personally or Communication Stone.
Not long after, Garos let out a long breath.
Iron Dragon should have been responsible for trivial matters like this. After sorting out the general situation, he could report it directly to Garos. But now that Iron Dragon Sorog is sleeping, Garos can only do it himself.
No way.
Red Dragon is a bit reckless, White Dragon has an average IQ, Fairy Dragon is not to mention.
As for other Kin Leader, they do have wisdom and excellent management, but it is difficult to stand in a higher position and convince other family members.
"Dragon Valley is still too thin, we need more dragons here."
Garos thought to himself.
He focused on himself and did not want to worry too much about the territory and his dependents. Now that Iron Dragon fell asleep, the management of the territory and the command of his dependents immediately became slow, and there was no suitable dragon to take over the responsibility, so Garos needed to take care of it.
"Maybe I can learn from the Blue Dragon tribe."
"Recruit, absorb, and cultivate outlier Hatchling Dragon to create a Dragonkin community."
Garos is thoughtful.
Among Chromatic Dragon, Blue Dragon, also known as Storm Dragon, is the representative of thunder and storm, and among all Chromatic Dragon, Dragonkin is the most calm and rational.
Blue Dragon will not abandon Hatchling Dragon.
On the contrary, they will gather Hatchling Dragon together to raise them, and not only their own cubs, but also occasionally meet some other five-color Hatchling Dragon, and will bring them directly back to the family, and then protect them in the name of the family. When Hatchling Dragon gradually grows into Young Dragon, Adult Dragon, they will also become the family's protectors.
The red dragon is the leader of Chromatic Dragon.
But in most cases, when the red dragon encounters Blue Dragon, the red dragon suffers more defeats because Blue Dragon travels in groups, just like Metal Dragon.
Of course, Evil Dragon is Evil Dragon after all.
The Blue Dragon group did not breed Hatchling Dragon out of good intentions, but for profit.
The big dragon will ruthlessly squeeze the interests of the little dragon. In some dangerous battles, it is not uncommon for the little dragon to lead his family members to death like cannon fodder. The little dragons who grow up in this environment will either escape midway and die young, or they will eventually survive and become part of the upper-class rulers, squeezing Dragonkin who are weaker than themselves from top to bottom.
"I can learn how Blue Dragons absorb Hatchling Dragon and create Ignas Family."
"But I don't need a brutal downward squeeze."
"The future of the Ignas Family and the future of Dragon Valley should belong to the country ruled by Dragonkin, not a narrow ethnic group like Blue Dragon."
There is blood belonging to Iron Dragon in his body, and Garos's nature dictates that he also wants to establish the Dragonkin empire.
He believed that having such an empire as his "logistical" support would be more conducive to his development and survival.
"What should I do now?"
At this time, White Dragon Tressie asked.
Garos said, "Like me, recharge your batteries and prepare for the battle."
He stopped exercising and started eating and resting, allowing his body to gradually return to its peak condition.
At the same time.
Bloodhoof Clan base camp.
Surrounded by a stone wall as tall as a city wall, there are strong and tall Minotaur guards on it. The buildings inside the wall are all made of stone, and low-level buildings such as wooden houses and tents rarely exist.
Minotaur Warlocks are good at controlling the earth and controlling earth and stone.
They are very good at architecture, but the style of all the buildings is very crude and has no sense of beauty at all.
A stone hall was filled with a savage and primitive atmosphere. Bal·Xuehoof's pitch-black pupils glowed with Abyss's faint light, sweeping over the other Minotaur.
His thick horns curled up towards the sky, silently, and his iron tower-like body sat on the highest throne.
The other Minotaur leaders are discussing what happened before.
"We were discovered and their response was quick."
"The exploration of the Wyvern group is just the first step. Dragonkin inhabiting Wyvern Valley will have more actions to come."
"We can't just sit back and wait, we need to prepare."
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Minotaur's rough voices came and went.
They know that there is more than just Wyvern in Dragon Valley.
Long before Adolescent Dragon attacked White Mane Clan, Minotaur of the Bloodhoof Clan had their eyes on the people. They were eager to expand further and wanted to launch an attack on the White Mane Clan when the time was right.
However.
The war against the White Mane Clan has not officially started yet.
They were originally scouts to follow White Mane Clan, but they accidentally discovered the existence of Adolescent Dragon, and Adolescent Dragon conquered White Mane Clan's men before them.
Afterwards, Bloodhoof Clan gradually found Dragon Valley through scout investigation and Shaman's prophecy spell.
However, the scout was discovered by the patrolling Wyvern.
They also realized that they were exposed to Dragonkin.
Soon after, Shaman, the chief of the Bloodhoof Clan, opened a pair of white gloomy eyes and said slowly in a heavy tone, "I saw war and flames, death and blood."
"A conflict with Dragonkin will bring danger to the clan."
The voice paused for a moment, then Shaman changed the topic again and said, "But danger and opportunity coexist. As long as we can survive this danger and sacrifice Dragonkin's soul to the great Baphomet, the chief will become stronger, and Bloodhoof Clan will also receive more gifts."
Minotaur has a stubborn and stubborn personality.
They are now extremely ambitious, thinking only about expansion and domination of Borderlands. They will crush any obstacle and trample their enemies into bloody mud.
"Minotaur is unstoppable."
"Our horns are indestructible!"
"All enemies standing in front of us will be crushed by us!"
After hearing what Shaman said, all the Minotaur leaders roared excitedly.
After a few seconds, they gradually calmed down and looked at the iron tower-like figure in unison.
Their thoughts are secondary, the key lies in the chief's decision.
In the past, there were Minotaur who wanted to challenge the majesty of the chief, but without exception, their bodies were all gone.
Bal·Bloodhoof, he has black mane on his body, and there is no fat under the exposed skin. The muscles are as bulging as steel, and they are like thousand-year-old tree vines entwined, tight and majestic.
His eyes were pitch black with no other colors, like Abyss that could not be seen to the bottom.
Bal stood up slowly, his tall body blocking the light in the hall and casting a thick shadow.
There was silence in the hall, and other Minotaur felt a suffocating pressure. It was not until Bal spoke that the air seemed to start flowing again.
"Prepare for war!"
He said in a low and rough voice.
Minotaur's wild roars came and went.
Most of them proposed to immediately summon warriors from the tribe to launch a full-scale raid on Dragon Valley, but they were rejected by the chief.
"Victory must belong to us, but the enemy cannot be underestimated."
Bal rules Bloodhoof Clan with an iron fist, but he also has great wisdom and said slowly, "Dragonkin is good at flying. If they feel defeated and choose to run away, we will have nothing to do."
"I am not afraid of Dragonkin's revenge, but just repelling them is the same as failure in my eyes."
Bal said with a thunderous voice, "I will use the life and soul of Dragonkin to forge the rise of the Bloodhoof Clan."
Under the watchful eyes of the leaders, he issued the order.
To sum up, it is roughly as follows: Show the enemy weakness, let Dragonkin show off his power, and breed the dragon's arrogance and arrogance. Wait for Dragonkin to relax its vigilance, give it a thunderous blow, and kill it.
At this time, a sharp neighing sound sounded from the sky.
Wyvern group is here again.
"Still Wyvern."
"These bipedal lizards are just a test, no need to worry about them."
Bal said calmly.
Immediately afterwards, faced with the harassment from the Wyvern group, Bloodhoof Clan did not respond too carefully.
They had anti-aircraft means, but they held back and just counterattacked slightly like last time.
The Wyvern group did not take any risks. They threw rocks at high altitudes and hit the Bloodhoof Clan territory to harass them. However, this attack could not cause any effective damage and was all blocked by the warlock's defensive spells.