Chapter 222 Strategic Direction
"Prince, urgent information!"
Elvis ran in anxiously from outside the door. Apparently, this news had made him forget that he represented the dragon lord.
What was supposed to happen probably happened.
Imric sighed in his heart, and then took over the urgent information. The handwriting was messy and very brief, with only two words, Plagg has fallen!
Handing this information to Elvis and asking him to keep it, Imrik began to ponder the next action.
After arriving in Erengrad two days ago, the Boye nobles here did not dare to direct the reinforcements. After all, those dragons did not seem to be easy to talk to, but they still wanted to get some benefits from them, such as Talking about armaments and supplies, but the relationship between the two parties was not very good due to the consistent tough attitude of Prince Long. If the Orthodox Church had not expressed its attitude, they might have started a fight.
In the past two days, I have sent a large number of cavalry to deal with the small Chaos troops around Erengrad, but the effect is not very good.
On the one hand, the Dragon Prince and the Horn of the Sun are not good at this kind of interception and pursuit tactics. On the other hand, due to the influence of the cold and frozen soil in the north, many war horses are acclimatized. The coldness of the climate here is already comparable. The climate of Naggaroth is very different from that of the temperate islands of Ulthuan. Even though the Vaal priests had specially asked the Vaal priests to produce a large number of enchanted warm robes for the war horses to wear, they were still affected. It is expected to take a few days. Only then can the former fighting power be restored.
This makes it impossible to support Prager. The harsh environment alone has had a considerable impact, not to mention that the troops are completely insufficient to take such a military adventure.
"Let the people from Kislev come over. I need to know where the main force of the Chaos troops is attacking!" Imrik's tone began to contain anger. These Boyers may be brave enough and can use some military command capabilities. It has been two months since Prager was besieged, but even the number and type of the Chaos coalition forces are not clear.
He had already asked Masnow to lead people to Prague. The dragon's eyesight was enough to detect the general situation of the enemy in a safe range. If he expected these Kisli ladies to fight after drinking, they might as well act quickly.
Not long after looking at the map, which was basically blank except for Prague's big black dot, a Boyer noble came to Imrik. He did not flatter him like the merchant nobles of Marienburg. To please, he just said casually,
"What do you have to say?"
The Dragon Prince frowned and listened to the Kislevian with a strong accent, even though he had learned a lot in this month. , but it is still difficult to distinguish this rough Kislevian language.
The Asur ambassador in Erengrad translated the words of the Boye nobleman and used his eyes to hint that the Boye nobleman's tone was more normal. Unless he was a madman, who would dare to speak like this to the Caledor dragon lord.
But the Kislev noble didn't care about the ambassador's eyes, or he didn't know about it at all. He looked down on these brightly dressed pointed ears, and most of his impressions came from dwarves, these tall men. Except for the elves who know some magic, only the dragons are more powerful. The others are all weaklings and can only shoot bows and arrows from a distance. If the Orthodox Church had not shown a welcoming attitude, the supplies on the transport ship would have belonged to Kislev.
"Throw him out and find someone who can talk. If you boys still have this attitude, Kislev will continue to wait for the empire and the dwarves to save this miserable cold frozen land." Looking at the front
. This Boye nobleman seemed to be even more arrogant than him. Imrik directly asked him to get out. He had restrained himself a lot in the past two days. Reports came from many places that these northerners were trying to attack Caledor's military. The supplies, especially the dozens of dragon-claw ballistae that shone with magic light, were just a lesson to these tampering people under my own instructions. I didn't expect that these people might really think that they were here to bring warmth.
"Dragon Prince, calm down." Tigris, who was standing nearby, stopped Mishan's movement. He could see that Imric was extremely impatient about dealing with bilateral relations. If it were not for the chaos invasion, the scene would be I just want the Dragon Prince and the Dragon to give these Kisli ladies a taste of Caledor's arrogance. The Archmage walked up to Noble Boye and began to communicate with him in Kislevian. His tone was very calm, and he did not feel superior to him because of his identity as an elf. Noble Boye also explained the situation truthfully, and then Was thrown out by Mishan.
Mishan doesn't care what this guy's identity is. Anyway, he has someone covering his head, so he is not afraid whether it's a group fight or a single fight.
"Tell me what the situation is. I'm really impressed by the level of trash these people have." Imrik calmed down a bit and honestly said that he would rather hang out with the dwarves than these Kisli ladies, who are stubborn, paranoid and I don't know how to adapt, but the dwarves have the capital to maintain this temper. Although they eventually became weak because of this temper, they are still much better than Kislev, who is always thinking about the support of the empire.
"The Chaos coalition is marching in two directions, one is Erengrad, and the other is Kislev where Tsar Alex is sitting, but their intelligence does not indicate which side is the main force." Tiger Reese slowly explained the information. After coming to Kislev, even he was shocked by the ignorance and superstition in this land. Except for the mages who followed the way of ice, snow and storm, they were all considered to be heretics. Being sunk into an ice cave to undergo a test, if he survives, his purity will be proven. Considering the frail bodies of most mages, this possibility is basically non-existent.
After hearing this, Imrik looked at the distance between Prager, Erengrad and Kislev on the map, frowned and said,
"The goal of the Eternal Chosen must be to attack Kislev first, and Norska The Sea of Claws has been occupied, and the northern part of the empire is also deeply influenced by the beastmen and Norsca, so there is no need for a large-scale invasion. But if Kislev is captured, he can lead his troops to cross Usko immediately. River, directly attack Ostermark and Oster Territory."
"The situation in the empire is different from Kislev. The population there is denser than here. Once it attacks, there will be a steady stream of sacrificial souls to open the portal, and will Demons are transported to the mortal world."
"What do you think?" Teclis agreed. Imric was enough for military command, and he also handed over the Itain troops to the Dragon Prince. The commander is now just leading the mage group brought from Saffrey.
"Abandon Erengrad, Amarna escorts the fleet back to Marienburg, and then we move to Kislev, waiting for the empire's reinforcements to arrive before starting a decisive battle with Chaos." "If I guessed correctly, there may
be some personal reasons for this . ."
"Indeed, I don't deny this. These boys have already made me want to kill them once I see them. No one can easily survive after challenging the authority of the dragon lord." "But what cannot be denied is
that , they have the potential to become excellent soldiers."
Teclis's words made Imric raise his head from looking at the map, then he smiled meaningfully and said,
"I will keep two eagle ships and transport ships. , if you are willing to do some good deeds, Caledor's impression of you may change."
(End of this chapter)