Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

"There is no way we can defeat such an enemy."

As the senior military commander of the fortress, if he said such words, he would know how much damage the Kingdom of Aminoa suffered in the confrontation with the Zerg.

It is no exaggeration to say that this kingdom entrenched in the central region of the mainland has been spiritually defeated by the Zerg. If it had not been for the continuous support from the outside, I am afraid that it would not be far away from a complete collapse.

"Well, I understand. This is an enemy that you humans cannot fight against, so just leave it to me. Now, give me all the information you have. Anyway, that's all you have left. "

Regarding the negative emotions displayed by the human defenders, Tyrell had no intention of alleviating or comforting them. Instead, he behaved quite arrogantly and rudely.

This condescending attitude of looking down immediately made many of the human generals present have angry looks on their faces. However, seeing the head of the lava tyrant that Tyrell threw into the city, and the unintentional display of power, these people were made more angry. They had to suppress their anger, especially the cowardly attitude displayed by their commander, which really made them shameless to retort.

"Of course, all the information we have collected in the process of fighting these monsters is open to the public. As long as you can find the weaknesses of these monsters and help us repel them, the kingdom is willing to pay any price."

Even though he was so slighted by Tyrell, the legendary commander who already had the qualification to become a god was not annoyed. Not many abnormal emotions surfaced. He was just like a rotten tree, lifeless despite being beaten by wind and rain.

"Are you willing to pay any price? Then you, the Aminoah Kingdom, can be regarded as a vassal kingdom under my command. Then I will have a legitimate reason to send my main army to support you."

Tyrell grinned and said unceremoniously.

"Before I became a legend, I heard many legends about you. It is said that your desire and desire for land surpass all dragons. It seems that this description is not wrong."

When Tyrell made such a ridiculous request, Marshal Stefan was not angry and responded with a smile,

"I am personally very moved by your proposal, but I do not have the decision-making power, so I am very sorry."

"Since you can't decide national affairs, how about you give me this fortress city? I will guard it for you. I can promise you that no Zerg will ever cross the city wall."

Listening to the weak and polite refusal of the legendary marshal in front of him, Tyrell also ignored it and retreated to the next best option.

"If you can really do what you say, then I swear in the name of Willich that from today on, I will follow all the orders you give and I will serve you for the rest of my life."

Such arrogant and rude words, which did not put anyone present in the eyes, fell on Marshal Stefan's ears, and he was firmly grasped by him like a life-saving straw floating in front of him.

Moreover, for the Kingdom of Amiloa, which was about to enter the water and fall into destruction, the dragon emperor in front of it was not just a life-saving straw, but a giant boat floating on the water.

Under normal circumstances, even if the Metal Dragon Tribe, which has many positive images, makes a rash request for land, most of the time it will be verbally rejected.

But now the situation is different. The apocalyptic disaster has come. The land is meaningless and has no value anymore. The only thing left is the dispensable glory and dignity, but at the time of survival, these don't matter. What?

"Really give it to me?"

Tyrell was slightly surprised to see the old legend in front of him being so decisive.

He just had the idea of ​​​​taking a shot whether there was a date or not. The lion opened his mouth and asked for a price. He didn't expect any response from the other party. After all, there were really not many things in the world that could catch his eye.

"You can bring hope and light to this land, and I have no reason not to do so. This lava tyrant has been bothering us for a long time, but you just eradicated it when you arrived."

Stefan looked at the giant beast head that fell in the city with a smile on his face, but underneath the smile, there was sourness and nervousness that could not be hidden.

"But the fall of the tyrant will also make the Zerg go crazy. Soon, more Zerg tyrants will arrive here, and the pressure this fortress will face will exceed its endurance limit."

"I see."

Tyrell suddenly understood why this old guy was so happy, because for him, this was a situation that he could only barely support, but after his intervention, it became a mess that the human race was unable to clean up.

The original existence of the lava tyrant did bring huge pressure to the defenders of the fortress. However, in a stalemate, the Zerg would not invest too many troops here. But after the tyrant falls, the Zerg will definitely send more and more troops here. Strong insect beast.

Zerg are very vindictive monsters, and they will use all their strength to retaliate against beings that can cause serious harm to them.

Tyrell is just too strong because of his own strength and the carefully formed shadow army, so the Zerg's counterattack and revenge are as insignificant to him as the breeze blowing on his face.

But what was insignificant to him was a precursor to destruction for the fortress that had hosted a large number of refugees and whose own military strength was already in jeopardy.

"If this is the case, then transfer all the materials stored in the warehouse to build the teleportation array."

"yes."

Tyrell has just arrived here, first asking for land and then power, and now asking for a lot of resources. However, none of the generals who have gathered to defend the city have an unhappy expression, and quite a few even have bright smiles on their faces. With a smile on his face, he couldn't wait to move the materials to build the teleportation array for Tyrell.

reinforcements

The reinforcements they have been waiting for are finally coming!

A protracted war of attrition against an endless number of Zerg is a physical and mental devastation. No one can remain optimistic in front of the endless influx of Zerg, and there is not even much expectation of victory left.

It's just the instinctive desire to survive that supports them in fighting. As the war continues, not to mention the soldiers at the bottom, even the generals at the top will feel confused. After all, the marshals are all showing off.

Now, the arrival of the most powerful dragon clan in the world is like a light piercing the darkness, like a sharp sword, splitting the red mist in the sky, bringing the hope that everyone has been waiting for.

The light blooming from the dragon's scales is the light of victory and hope.

Under the light of hope, no matter how arrogant and rude the dragon behaves, it is natural for most people to look down on everything from a high position.

"let me see."

Tyrell unceremoniously squandered the fortress's remaining reserves, and soon communicated with the legions he wanted to mobilize.

When the light of the teleportation array shone above the city wall, the faces of the surrounding defenders showed expressions of joyful anticipation.

However, when the light gradually dissipated and the reinforcements from across the continent were revealed, a look of disappointment suddenly appeared on everyone's face.

"How is it human?"

"Look clearly, they are not humans. Pay attention to the scales on their faces. They are dragonborn."

"I don't care if they are Dragonborn or Dragon Vein Warlocks. Their strength is too weak. What's the use?"

"Isn't this a waste of our resources? Our reserves are already running low."

"Aliens cannot be trusted."

After the legions that Tirel had transferred from Elmond Continent appeared, the defenders who had been expecting them suddenly exploded into boiling water.

What they want to see are pure-blooded dragons as big as mountains, not dozens of dragonborn whose faces are just dotted with a few dragon scales and even retain most of the humanoid features.

Not to mention ordinary city-defending generals, even Marshal Stefan, who was ready to obey, couldn't bear it at this moment. The price of the summons was borne by the fortress, and the dragon in front of him paid nothing.

"Have I given you permission to speak?"

Di Ruier was well aware of the changes in the mood of the surrounding defenders, but he didn't care. He just glanced at them casually, and everyone fell silent, unable to speak.

"Did you see that? These people are very disappointed with your arrival."

At this time, Tyrell turned his gaze to the dragonborn in front of him with a look of confusion in his eyes.

This is a dragonborn trained by the Shengwu Military Academy. Because he spared no effort to invest resources, the people who appeared in front of him at this moment all have a large proportion of dragon veins in their bodies. If they are in a fighting state, they can change under full stimulation. Jackie Chan posture.

"But I believe in you. You can meet all my requirements and bring hope to this land and the light that the residents here want."

It was not Tyril's job to explain the situation in detail. Naturally, someone took Dirrell's place to explain to these legionary sergeants who were pulled over by him in their confusion.

"Your Excellency Tyrell, what are the identities of these young people?"

After Stefan finished his lecture to Dirrell, he quickly chased after him and sought answers from the dragon emperor.

"Can't you see it? I think the childishness in them is obvious enough. They are just a group of rookies who have not been on the battlefield and have received sufficient experience."

"So, they are new recruits?"

There was an expression of disbelief and incomprehension on Stefan's face.

"Of course, otherwise what do you think I would summon?"

Tyrell glanced at the fortress commander whose spirit and will had entered a trance.

"More than a dozen or twenty ancient dragons, led by me, will annihilate the Zerg that put your Aminoa Kingdom in danger of destruction in one fell swoop?"

"This...hehe."

Stephen laughed dryly. Not to mention him, every soldier in the fortress had such fantasies after seeing the arrival of the Dragon Emperor, but reason told him that this situation would never happen.

"Stop dreaming. The things you brought out may seem valuable to you, but they are nothing to Gu Long.

If you want to summon double-digit ancient dragons to support the battle, not to mention the few resources you have saved, even including yourselves, it will not be enough to stuff the teeth of the ancient dragons. "

Di Ruier mocked unceremoniously and pointed out the interests. What age has it been? There are still such ignorant people in this world who want to prostitute the Dragon Clan for nothing.

How is this possible? Although he does have Colorful Cologne who works hard and is willing to serve him for free, this is not possible for him and for any existence other than him.

"But you summon these new soldiers..."

Marshal Stephen also knew that with the little resources they had spent, it was simply a fool's errand to summon multiple ancient dragons to come. However, it was indeed the few remaining resources they had saved through frugality. After they used them all, they could just summon one Who can bear this batch of new recruits with dragon blood flowing through them?

"Participating in the trial, these recruits come from the newly formed legion under my command. This legion doesn't even have a formal name because it has no achievements worth boasting about.

I think that although the members of these legions have good potential, they lack enough practical experience. I think your fortress is in a good location and can be used as a testing ground for the new legion under my command, so that they can be transformed here. "

"Trial battlefield?!"

Stefan couldn't help but exclaimed. He looked at the giant dragon in front of him with an incomprehensible look in his eyes. Sure enough, he still underestimated the arrogance of dragons.

"Is it necessary to be so surprised?"

"You don't take these bugs seriously."

Stephen couldn't help but sigh.

"What is it about them that deserves my attention?"

Tyrell glanced at the trance-like human commander. The two men had different identities and racial status, and naturally looked at the problem from different angles.

In the eyes of this human commander, the Zerg race is about to be destroyed, a doomsday disaster for everything he owns. However, in Tyrell's eyes, this group of insects cannot inspire his desire to take action, and they are more suitable as a whetstone for the new legion under his command.

"For you, it's true, but the ravages of the Zerg will bring irreparable damage to the areas they occupy. If you fail to eliminate the Zerg in time and allow them to expand, a large number of innocent people will die every day because of them. ”

"So, you can believe in the legion sergeants I summoned. They are all very outstanding young people. They were carefully selected by me. Each one of them has a legendary appearance. As long as they do not fall in the future, It will become a legend.”

Tyrell was categorical and extremely confident, but these confidences were not in the Legion Dragonmen he summoned, but in his own bloodline.

He firmly believes that any creature that receives the gift of his true blood, regardless of its previous status, even the humblest kobold or troglodyte, will be on a smooth path to be promoted to a legend.