Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

The wild cavalrymen crossed the rifts between the rugged mountains, seemingly galloping wildly in the clouds, their proud figures wearing only a symbolic piece of scale armor, and their red cloaks moving in the wind like burning branches and leaves, bringing themselves and their enemies into destruction.

Deer cavalry... The strange customs unique to Asrai are something that Kuran cannot understand.

According to the rules of war, those that are easy to replenish and can be quickly formed are the first choice. According to the occasional revelations of the Wild Riders, the horned spirit deer with magical glowing skin beneath them are the manifestation of the souls of their ancestors in the forest.

Every wild cavalryman can only find the spiritual deer of his dreams after wandering in Athel Loren for a long time and with the guidance of Kunos.

In Kuran's eyes, the sense of ritual is meaningless. Druzy's war rules are very simple: efficiency, cruelty and ruthlessness. If the Cold Lizard Knights cannot form a large-scale industrial chain, the Witch King will considerately deal with the inefficient families and replace them with some suitable candidates until the eternal hunger for war is met.

But it’s okay, at least these green zerglings are pretty good at riding…

Kuran thought so in his heart. The Asrai Guards were mainly composed of two types: the elite Wild Forest Rangers and the Wild Cavalry. As for the Eternal Guards holding green leaf spears, the Phoenix King said that the honor guard was no longer needed.

A wild cavalryman wearing a mask with antlers and holding a sharp spear ran out from the mountains. The graceful steps of the horned animals when they moved their limbs were like dancing, and their every move was like the agile and graceful butterfly at night.

"We haven't detected any traces of greenskins yet. There are traces of night goblins in the corner ahead. Lidhador is dealing with it."

The number of Wildwood Rangers is very small. These elite warriors who were supposed to guard the ferocious spirits in Athel Loren were selected to serve in the Royal Court. While enjoying the best equipment and treatment, they were responsible for making up for the guard's lack of ability to fight in complex terrains.

Although Cosier thought this was totally unnecessary, as the White Lion Guards were better at mountain warfare than anyone else...it turned out that some races were really good at digging holes.

Kuran looked out into the distance at the canyon. This was a passage leading to the main branch route of Karak Dreadnought. If it could be successfully opened, it would be possible to attack the greenskin line from the flank.

From common sense, this is a necessary route that requires heavy military protection, but no one can guarantee whether the greenskins will follow common sense.

Above the winding canyon is an extremely steep cliff. The gravel-filled environment makes people doubt whether the geological structure is stable. Several large rocks may fall on the top of the head at any time, leaving a small hole in the lucky person's head.

"It's above the canyon."

Kuran repeated that he didn't quite trust Aslai...nor Asur, and thought that these cousins ​​always missed something when presenting intelligence.

"Nothing unusual." The Wild Cavalry repeated the same thing, answering Kuran's question as a routine matter. The Asrai Guard stationed in the royal court lacked heavyweights, resulting in a low level of voice.

Fortunately, Asrai doesn't like to communicate with outsiders. With the guarantee of the Phoenix King, except for routine tasks, he works in a clock-in mode.

Kuran nodded to show that he understood, and waved his hand to let the wild cavalry be on standby at the flank. Although sixty cavalrymen were not a large number, they could at least kill ten greenskins at once, and if the timing was right, they could be even more effective.

The captain of the Black Guard, who was in charge of support, looked at the two moons hanging high in the sky, silently waiting for the opportunity to come.

The elves' actions were very secretive, and the military quality of the Royal Guards was impeccable. Even a march of hundreds of people was as elusive as ghosts.

But there might be some minor problems for humans who join the battle at the last minute. At least Kuran can see that the troops sent by Kurt are by no means elite. At best, they are just the level of militia responsible for defending towns all year round. The time and noise spent on marching at night will be more serious than imagined.

In the late night, the Phoenix King Guards fully demonstrated what it meant to be silent sentinels. Apart from breathing and changing positions, the movements in the canyon were as quiet as night owls. A flash of fire passed by, letting Kulan know that the time would soon come.

He raised his hand to give instructions to his subordinates who were scattered everywhere and hid his body.

After a while, a knight from the inner circle of the Reik Guard holding a torch looked blankly at the only elven guard.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, could the elves really be so powerful that they opened up the canyon without making any noise?

Following behind the knights in the inner circle were the halberd soldiers, the backbone of the imperial provincial troops. The glowing breastplates reflected the faint light of the torches, and their orderly marching steps were loud and clear, each and every move displaying the emperor's majesty.

Crossbowmen, musketeers, swordsmen, and when a team of only fifty giant swordsmen appeared, holding giant weapons that were powerful enough to cut a warhorse in half, there was an even more murderous atmosphere in the canyon.

"Humans, your inefficiency has always amazed me. Your life span is so short, yet you don't know how to cherish the preciousness of time..."

The Inner Circle Knight was about to retort that any commander with a normal mind would not think of passing through the canyon at night. Once they were attacked and fell into chaos, it would be very easy for the army to lose morale, causing the entire operation to immediately collapse.

But before he could say that, Kuran pointed his halberd at the knight...behind him.

"Perhaps you could consider providing slaves to Nagarythe every year and hiring elite... Shadow troops to serve as your reconnaissance scouts."

These ironic words made the inner circle knight's heart tense, and he immediately turned around to look at the valley behind.

In the originally silent canyon, the sound of dense footsteps vaguely emerged in the forest, and the echo of saliva splashing on the ground was so vague, like mud sticking to the surface of the body.

"Meet the enemy!"

The roar of the knights in the inner circle provoked a fierce reaction from the provincial soldiers. The well-trained soldiers took a posture to welcome the ambush. Rows of halberd soldiers stood in an orderly manner on the periphery of the formation, interspersed with swordsmen to form a multi-level defense network.

The crossbowmen raised their deadly weapons, put their fingers on the triggers, and meticulously aimed at where the enemy might be.

Elite greatswordsmen gathered beside the knights in the inner circle. With just one command, they could charge forward and tear through the enemy's defenses.

The humans did not have to wait long. Hundreds of scarlet eyes soon flashed in the forests surrounding the valley. The unique stench of goblins and the smell of wolves filled the air.

The knights of the inner circle had already taken out their swords and shields, staring sternly at the goblins on both sides of the valley, muttering, "How is this possible... the hunters didn't notice anything at all."

"I am better at executing the offender immediately than holding him accountable on the spot... I am glad that the greenskin saved me some energy, hehe."

Kuran's smile, coupled with the strange wheeled chariots that appeared with the goblin wolf riders, made the inner circle knights realize that they would face a tough battle next. (End of this chapter)