Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

Seeing that no one refuted the Lizardmen's affairs, Imrik did not think much about it. The sect that had the most contact with various parties in the Old World was the Sotek Cult.

Although the Sotek sect is fanatical, its membership structure, which is mainly composed of skinks, makes its style of doing things very different from that of traditional lizardmen.

At least Tehenhoin was happy to accept all kinds of new things. He used gold to hire some hot-blooded guys to help him kill the ratmen more efficiently.

If you come into contact with the Shilan Council, you must be prepared for a cerebral hemorrhage. The Shilan people don't speak human language, and Thoros, who is in charge of the war, doesn't like to communicate.

The expedition to Orbion required some preparations, such as transporting the obelisks to the cold northern land quickly enough... so that the Slanns could control the chaotic energy of the earth veins. Otherwise, it would be a meaningless war.

Imrick plans to lease a piece of land in Westerland for a long period of time as the Lizardmen's Old World operations site, specifically responsible for disgusting the Yankees.

The current problem is to deal with the big-bellied king Gollum and the green prophet who likes to dance.

With the sand table in place, the situation has become very clear. A triangular open space in front of the mountain fortress is the only way to enter Karak Dreadnought. The greenskins coming from the mountains continuously pour into the Waaagh of the Big Belly King. All previous actions were to clear the way to reach this open space.

"How many greenskins are there?"

Imrick's words made Kurt frown. So the war has been going on for almost two months, and you don't even know the approximate number of greenskins?
It's difficult for humans to get angry, after all, this is the first time that the Phoenix King has stepped into this battlefield, but the dwarves will not be polite, Agrim said sarcastically.

"Imric, Imric, you knew all about the Elven Civil War, including the distribution of a single spearman in the gutter of Ulthuan, but how come you didn't even know how many greenskins we had to face in the Old World?

Take what Belegar often mentioned, when the elves are present, the only purpose of the dwarf rangers is to transport food. Your griffins and Pegasus are almost becoming transportation lines in the badlands, and they are eager to find every spore on the ground...Are you afraid that the blood of the greenskins will taint your spotless white crown?"

The nagging Butcher King caused the Phoenix King to roll his eyes. "I just didn't expect that the Empire and the Dwarves were so useless that it took so long to deal with a group of greenskins. If we really talk about fighting against the number of greenskins, there are millions of greenskins gathered at the Titan Gate of Eight Peaks. I am not afraid at all."

"Besides...if Elvis hadn't shown up, would you have dared to be so reckless and support Karak Dreadnought despite the threat of the ratmen?" Imrick smiled complacently, pointing at Dreadnought and said, "So, you are all useless..."

"Ahem, your majesty, be careful with your words." The herald immediately reminded that it was okay for you to talk nonsense in the royal court, but it was inevitable that it would be a bit scary to say so in front of the empire and the dwarf monarch.

Thorgrin slapped the long table, puffed his beard and glared, saying: "Shut up, you outspoken pointy-eared man. If it weren't for the crisis at Fort Dreadnought, I would have followed the example of my ancestors and had a duel with you!"

"Gotrek Starbreaker and my ancestors, that was not a duel... We all know that you dwarves are not good at fighting."

While they were cursing, it actually showed that the dwarves were feeling a little more relaxed. Since the elves were willing to help, the battle should be no problem.

Carl wanted to mediate, but he also vaguely realized that the elves and dwarves were just teasing each other and were not really angry, so he had to be patient and wait for the nonsense to end.

Five minutes later, Thorgrin, who was a little dry-mouthed, stopped the verbal battle and said, "Well, there is still a lot of time for small talk. Let's talk about the current situation... Big Belly King Gulu appeared once and attacked my soldiers. With just one move, he took the lives of three Eternal Guards."

Although the High King spoke lightly, the murderous look in his eyes showed that he was determined to take the head of the earth elf and settle this hatred with blood.

Killing three Eternal Guards with one strike... This is not a simple concept.

Imrick looked back at Creon, as if asking the captain of the guard if he had the confidence to achieve similar results as Gollum, but the final result was a shake of his head. According to one standard, the Eternal Guards are the most elite warriors in the mountains. They must be wearing meteorite rune plate armor from the High King's treasury, wielding hammers that can easily break heavy steel, and guarding the High King.

There are many Iron Hammer Warriors in Eternal Peak, but there are only less than two hundred Eternal Guards. Even if one person stands in the center of the battlefield, he is an insurmountable wall.

But then I thought, the Big Belly King might have been blessed by Brother Gomao, but the coalition forces are not weak either...

By the way, why am I so surprised by the strength of a green-skinned man, and even vaguely a little afraid?

Imrick laughed at himself in his heart. Even if Gollum could knock over Carl, Kurt, Ludwig, Thorgrim, Agrim, Kadroin, Kuran... but I'm still there to support him. I don't believe that this goblin who ate troll flesh can compare to the iron sheet who could knock over Acha.

"Who wants to take down this goblin?"

The Phoenix King looked around and could only find excitement in Agrim, which was normal.

The two powerful generals on the Empire's side both hold important positions. Kurt is the army marshal and cannot easily stand on the front line, while Ludwig is the emperor's champion. Karl did not speak and naturally would not easily express his ideas.

"It looks like it's you again, Agrim... Do you need me to find you an expert to help you?"

Agrim's beard trembled with a smile, and he seemed to be very interested in killing the big-bellied King Gollum.

"I like this saying, but the son of Grimnir will slay all greenskins, and the Crown of Barag guides my axe!"

"Really..." Imrick thought about it and came up with a good idea.

Marshal Rick Kurt and Butcher King Agrim both represent the pinnacle of military power on both sides, except that when the Phoenix King is away, the War Lord stays in Ulthuan.

Maybe we can let the three of them fight each other... Besides, if we want to kill the Big Belly King, we can’t do without the Watcher.

The Phoenix King's weird smile let Agrim know that nothing good would happen next.

"I have a suitable candidate. You two can compete to see who can kill Gollum first. I am looking forward to it..."

The Phoenix King, who thought he had had a great time, left this boring military meeting behind and contacted some important people on his own.

First of all, there is Tyrion. I heard that Tyrion did some great things in Marienburg, which made the people of the Empire deeply feel the glory of being an elven warrior.

"My Lord Tyrion, how are you doing?"

A burst of heavy breathing fully explained what Tyrion was doing. Perhaps Tyrion also vaguely understood that life was so short that he needed to do something happy... and look for exotic scenery after the war.

"The Norsemen may come back at any time. If we want to be safe, we must at least wait until the battle in the Grey Mountains is over." (End of this chapter)