Medieval Aurora: The Rise of the Dragon

Chapter 40 Communication
"They are called heretics, rebels of the world of order, raiders from the east, barbarians, beasts, they are the rotten scars of the world, they are the Kurgans."

— Paradru Pedros, a scholar at the Noor Artillery Academy

Chaos Wastes, Eastern Great Plains
Few people know that there seems to be something that can be called history in this forbidden land of civilization.

There was a century before the rise of Sigmar in the verdant lands of the Old West in the age before the Great Dragon Emperor separated the Cathay Empire from the corruptions and nomadic tribes of the Eastern Great Plains with the Wall of Eternity.

The fierce and terrifying Kurgans have established a huge nomadic empire on the vast plains. The Kurgan Khan's rule starts from the coast at the eastern end of the world continent, spans the vast prairie, and extends all the way to the farthest reaches of the world. The wastelands of the far north.

No one knows how the first Great Khan relied on riders to connect every tribe in every region in that slow and fragmented era, and finally completed this great cause.So far, the ancient peoples have been bound by the belief in evil gods and held together by corrupt desires.

Perhaps those ancient families and descendants of the ancient Ugor tribes still living in the provinces of Weibei will pass down some words about the era dominated by blood, massacres, and looters.

It was a vast Kurgan empire of swift riders who roared and ravaged their prey, howling insatiable beasts, and terrifying, eerie shamans.

The most powerful warlord among the Kurgans is called the Kurgan Khan, and the rule of each Khan is not for construction, but as an extension of his own cruel will.

Their destiny drove them, to gather all the tribes, oppress the obedient, slaughter the rebels, and conquer the heretics.

And all of this is doomed, the Kurgan Empire is only a flash in the pan after all, a huge and bloated empire that does not engage in production and develops without relying on creation.

No one knows how they went to destruction, and how they disappeared into the long river of history. Almost overnight, the Great Khan lost his control over the empire, and the vast territory fell apart.

"Maybe some people will still remember the ancient glory of the Kurgan people." On the consultant's eyes with the whites of his eyes, the light and shadow that came after him finally dissipated.

The pages of the book are close together, and the mysterious light no one is destined to see. After revealing the ancient and forgotten memories, the Ceremony of Destiny finally returns to calm.

The rough crutch happened to be stuck between two rocks. The gray-robed man climbed up and looked out. Under the dark clouds, an unprecedentedly large army was gathering here.

The consultant perceived their appearance, and his profound knowledge reminded him of such a passage.

"The Kurgans are human beings, at least biologically, with a normal number of limbs, their head on the neck between the shoulders, and walking upright. But in appearance they are very different from Old World people. The Kurgans Dark-skinned, with jet-black hair and tan skin, and slightly slanted black eyes. They are tall, taller than other races, born with gnarled muscles and terrifying strength. They walk swiftly, move smoothly, and in demeanor and posture Both are like southern jungle cats. Even females are just as dangerous.”

Orderic, a historian from Imperial Wolfenburg, once described the Kurgans in his writings in this way.

Tall, wild barbarians, bare upper body, almost every Kurgan has more or less acquired mutations.

Many Kurgans tie children's heads with ropes, causing their development to become more deformed, resulting in a grotesque appearance.

The Kurgans firmly believe that the body is the scroll through which the gods express their will.

The heat generated by the gathering of tens of thousands of people made the surrounding air dry and hot.

It was a group of Kurgans united by hatred and bloodthirsty, a Kurgan army led by a powerful warlord, who gathered here in an attempt to shake the Cathay Dragon's expedition.

Little do you know that your fate is already doomed.The consultant gently stroked the spine of the Canon of Destiny, and he could feel the sneers from the Canon because it broke the future.

"Futile resistance, a group of angry beasts, you will all be the stepping stones on my way from the dragon." The advisor watched the tribal riders who were restless because they were too close to each other. They are hostile to each other, even under the order of the great warlord, they still refuse to lay down their weapons.

"I have to meet the dragon before they complete their assembly."

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The dim galaxy flows slowly around the star that symbolizes peace, just like every day and night after Longlong disappears.

The morning light is dim, and peace does not appear.

Miaoying silently stared at the Ninghe Star Atlas, which had been ineffective for hundreds of years, in order to spend another night after she swung her troops out of the border and marched westward from Changyuan.

She was used to meditating under the dim light of the stars.

Organize your thoughts, mobilize military orders, and calm your worries.

Ever since the Thousand-Eyes Fortress was turned into a huge pit under the tricks of the Fate Weavers, the Cathay army had not even had time to take a break, and they had been moving out for days. The road along the way was like a dagger pierced into the heart of the Eastern Plain, sharp and unstoppable.

Behind them, the Yuyong cavalry went north out of the Changyuan, still taking turns cleaning the nomadic tribes and Kurgans outside the Changyuan. However, since the day before yesterday, Miaoying has not received any Kurgans for three days. The news of the war gang's demise has arrived.

This unusual situation caught her attention.

The Kurgans are a group of natural predators, they rely on the aggression and blood-sucking of other nations, the closer they are to the civilized world, the more active and rampant they are.

And here should be the hardest-hit area where the Kurgans ravaged. The distance from this place to the long wall not only left a sufficient strategic buffer for the Kurgans, but also did not deviate too far from the prey in the civilized world.

The owners of the hunting ground did not show up for a long time, and Miao Ying decided that they must have a plan, and then woke up from meditation.

"Aurora soldiers, camp here."

The order of the lord of Weibei provinces quickly spread to the entire army, and experienced veterans have already smelled something unusual from it.

At this time, no one realized that a terrifying black storm was waiting for them on their way.

And a touch of gray robe finally rushed to the side of the Cathay man.

"The one who is destined, come to see the Dragon Lord of Zhendan."

Miaoying seemed to be aware of it, her eyes were like thunder, and she found the figure who had uttered nonsense in front of her.

(End of this chapter)