Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 188 Negotiation
Ered lay quietly in a dense grass, 200 meters in front of him, hundreds of orcs were carrying a lot of sundries to the other side of the Viper Mountain.

Glancing over those evil orcs, with the sharp eyes of the elves, Ered quickly discovered that behind the orc troops, more than a dozen elf girls were imprisoned in two large iron cages. Next to him, the ferocious warg kept roaring.

Seeing those elven girls turning pale amid the roar of the wargs, their emotions almost desperate, the elven warrior only felt that countless ants were gnawing at his heart.

"Damn green dragon! How dare you treat my people like this!"

Intense anger burned in his heart. Ered clenched his fists so hard that his nails sank into his skin. Beside him, an elf warrior with black hair began to breathe rapidly. He seemed to be unable to control himself. At the moment when the elf warrior was about to stand up straight and rush out, Ered held down his arm.

"Don't act rashly!"

The young elf warrior was extremely anxious at the moment. He pointed at the girls in the cage and said angrily.

"Captain Ered, they are all our clansmen, even Emmara is among them, we can't do nothing!"

"Do you think I'm going to die?"

Ered turned his head and stared at the young man beside him. It was at this moment that the young elf warrior saw the substance-like flame in the captain's eyes. The flame was burning angrily. It almost engulfed this elegant elf noble.

Sensing the anger in the captain's eyes, the young elf warrior lowered his head and whispered.

"Captain Ered, I'm sorry, I just want to save these so much"

Patting the warrior on the shoulder, Ered said softly.

"I know what you mean, but the two of us can't change anything, let's go back first, Morn is still waiting for us."

"Yes!"

The young elf man responded, he and Ered stood up slowly, and then stepped back step by step, until the orcs would never find themselves again, the two elves ran fast, and disappeared in a short while. In the weedy wilderness.

More than 20 minutes later, Ered and the elf warriors arrived at a sparse forest. At this moment, several armed elves jumped down from the trees. They came to the two of them and asked anxiously.

"Erid, how's the situation now?"

"Ared, Emmara, are they all right?"

Looking across these tribesmen, the elf captain stretched out his hands to signal them to calm down.

He didn't speak until several clansmen had controlled their emotions.

"The situation is not good. According to my investigation, the orcs seem to be migrating, and our plundered tribesmen are among their ranks."

"Migrating?"

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the elves, and someone asked immediately.

"Why do these orcs leave the High Wasteland? They have lived here for hundreds of thousands of years!"

Ered was just about to answer, at this moment, an elf man behind the crowd suddenly stood up from the ground, his bright eyes swept over the crowd, and then he spoke confidently.

"If my guess is correct, the departure of these orcs should be related to the forces in the Cherimba Swamp, Ered, what do you think?"

Ered glanced at the young man wearing a mage's robe with admiration, and he said to the tribesmen beside him.

"Morn's guess should be correct. Everyone should know that it was a green dragon that attacked our stronghold, and when we came to the Orc Peak for reconnaissance, we discovered a black dragon."

"As far as I know, there is a black dragon and a green dragon living in Cherimba Swamp. If the deduction is correct, these two dragons come from Cherimba Swamp."

"What? Cherimba Swamp?"

When thinking of Cherimba Swamp, the faces of the elves couldn't help but change, because they all knew that the person who ruled Cherimba Swamp was a young red dragon.

According to the information from the adventurers wandering in the Western Lands, the red dragon was very ambitious, and it seemed that he had been carrying out some kind of unknown and terrible plan in the Cherimba Swamp.

"So we're dealing with a red dragon?"

After understanding the power behind this matter, several elves immediately turned pale and their bodies trembled.

Red dragons have always been terrifying and cruel. They are completely different from other dragons. They only use flames and sharp claws to ruthlessly destroy everything, leaving burning forests and spreading death to the world.

Seemingly aware that the emotions of these elf warriors were not right, Ered said aloud.

"Don't panic. Although the owner of Cherimba Swamp is the red dragon, the other party has not appeared for a long time. Besides, we are only going to rescue the people. We don't have to face the red dragon head-on. As long as our speed Fast enough, and the red dragon might not be seen at all."

As soon as Ered's words were spoken, several elf warriors whose beliefs were somewhat shaken nodded their heads. Morn on the side also stepped forward and said in agreement.

"Captain Ered is right. The red dragon may be behind this incident, but he can't control the overall situation after all. As long as we make a perfect plan, the red dragon can be faster than the My teleportation spell?"

Hearing these words, the elven warriors no longer had any doubts. They breathed a sigh of relief. One of the warriors was deeply inspired and he said loudly.

"Yes, the red dragon is just a magical creature after all. So what if it is powerful? Can it be compared to the magic that our Linka Dor has inherited for hundreds of thousands of years? If this red dragon dares to invade our Linka Dole, under our powerful spell, he will definitely be killed to pieces!"

As soon as these words came out, a strong confidence spread in everyone's hearts, and several soldiers nodded repeatedly.

Ered and Morn looked at each other, and after seeing the confidence in each other's eyes, they immediately smiled.

When the clansman's fighting spirit was rekindled, Ered spoke again.

"This red dragon has done a lot of evil, so naturally someone will take care of him. Now let's figure out how to rescue the people trapped in the orc tribe."

Hearing Ered's speech, Morn immediately asked.

"How many of those orcs are there?"

"More than 200 people."

"More than 200 orcs are going to Cherimba Swamp"

Looking down and thinking, the young elf mage seemed to think of something, he asked quickly.

"And where are they headed?"

"Follow the northern edge of the Serpent Mountains."

"Is that so?"

Slightly pondering, Morn's eyes suddenly lit up. He seemed to have thought of something. Looking at the clansmen beside him, Morn showed a confident smile.

"Everyone, I have a good idea!"

(End of this chapter)