"Pledge your allegiance, my king."

It was much easier for the five-colored dragons to subdue some evil dragonborns than to subdue other races, so Caesar decided to go from easy to difficult, bringing the easy-to-handle tribes under his command first.

Lizardmen.

Although they look a little ugly, these guys are real dragonborns, unlike the kobolds who are keen to boast about themselves, and the lizardmen's native language is dragons.

Although this race is silent, Caesar smells it as soon as he opens his mouth, it is the authentic dragon language, which is enough to prove their identity.

Lizardmen are human-looking reptilian creatures, shorter than gnolls, and they are thin but powerful, alternating on all fours and walking upright on their bent legs.

That means they can all use weapons if they can.

The salamander has a head that resembles a white dragon, round and small, with a folded fleshy protrusion from the forehead to the back of the neck, dark and shiny pupils, and a slender tail dragging behind it.

When angry or attacked, these nasty creatures emit a foul odor and secrete a greasy, strong-smelling substance in their bodies.

Almost nothing could tolerate the smell that had made the previous tentative attack on the Gnolls suffer enough.

However, after seeing the black dragon appear and feeling the strong dragon power, the war lizard people immediately laid down their weapons, announced their surrender, and swore allegiance to the black dragon that suddenly appeared.

It is a shared nature of any evil dragonborn to worship powerful true dragons, which makes it easy for the five-colored dragons to reclaim these races, and in many cases, they can win the loyalty of these dragonborns by showing their faces.

However, one thing to note is that when facing a true dragon that is more powerful than the original owner, the speed with which these dragonborns will turn against each other will make people hate it.

They never betrayed that notion, it was nature.

"Loyal to you, my lord."

The leader of the Lizardmen clan was the biggest and fiercest of them all, but it was only too large to be as exaggerated as Hogg compared to the Gnolls, and this guy held up his steel fork and half-knelt before Caesar, offering his weapon in submission.

Comprehensive combat capability verification: 40~55.

This is a tribal leader's ability test, which is about the same as a normal orc warrior, while the other lizardmen have lower stats, not much worse than the gnolls.

If only based on these data analysis, then this team of war lizardmen is really nothing, they are inferior to orcs in terms of strength, and their speed will be thrown out by the gnolls, which looks a little chicken and somewhat insignificant.

But Caesar once said to himself that the verification device should always be used as a reference.

Although the lizardmen are not as powerful and fast as the orcs and gnolls, as dragonborns, they have some special abilities that other races simply don't have.

Don't mention the stench, this smell of friend and foe is no different from Caesar's-stirring stick, and it also does a lot of damage to allies in a dogfight, and they can't be left to do whatever they want.

What Caesar really valued was the lizardman's ability to change color, as well as the accompanying silent walking and dark vision.

These three abilities make the battle lizardman, who is not excellent in combat ability, the best ambusher and assassin.

Under the premise of dark vision, whenever the long night is approaching, these guys can use the color-changing ability to conceal their whereabouts, merge with the dark curtain, and then use silent walking to infiltrate the enemy camp without being aware of it.

The rest goes without saying.

Their abilities were enough for Caesar to add them to his legion.

The process of subduing the Lizardmen was very easy, and the Black Dragon only spoke a few words to win the loyalty of the Lizard Clan, and they chose to be unconditionally loyal and serve the True Dragon with all their hearts.

However, with the identity of a true dragon alone, it may be possible to subdue the dragonborn who already worship dragons, but for other tribes, Caesar has to add some other weights.

So what happened next didn't go so well, for example, when the second target, the Gray Centaur tribe, was captured, the black dragon was met with fierce resistance.

To tell the truth, Caesar loved them very much, these gray centaurs, they are not inferior in intelligence, and all know how to use spears and halberds and other weapons, they are simply natural knights.

Each gray centaur has a combat power comparable to that of the elite cavalry of humans, and there are almost no shortcomings to be found except for a small number, only more than two hundred.

However, the Centaurs who grew up in the dark regions are not in the same camp as the good centaurs, but some of their personalities have inherited their kinship, which is basically the same.

In addition to their resolute, brave and decisive personalities, both centaurs and gray centaurs are willing to actively resist oppression, and on top of this, they grow up in dark regions, and they also add a fierce cruelty and xenophobic temperament.

Surrounded by the Black Dragon's family, the Centaurs were locked in a small valley with no room to run and play, but the creatures still didn't surrender, swinging their hooves and glaring at the invaders.

Even when they saw the real dragon suddenly appear in view, these guys didn't think of surrendering, but subconsciously held their weapons tighter.

"Black Dragon?" The leader of the gray centaur had a cold face, and his black beard shook slightly between his words: "Outsiders? Where do you come from? ”

The gray centaur is a native speaker of halfling and wood, but when it sees that the other party is a dragon, it reluctantly uses the jerky lingua franca to talk to the black dragon.

"Oh, you know I'm an outsider?"

Caesar was not affected by the tense atmosphere, but smiled: "How about I take you out of here?" Think about it? ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Black Dragon. But we don't. ”

The Centaur leader casually stepped on his hooves: "Now that the passage has been opened, if the Centaur wants to leave, sooner or later he will be able to find a way out on his own." ”

"Watch your tone, centaurs"

Hogg stepped forward and grinned, revealing a mouth full of fangs: "I promise you won't want to see Your Majesty angry. ”

The gray centaur leader grinned, raised his front hooves, and threw his upper body back: "Aren't dragons and centaurs the people of God?" Could it be that dragons are born to be high? ”

As he spoke, it turned its gaze back to Hogg and the orcs, "Or are you inherently inferior and fit to be slaves?" ”

Centaurs naturally hate orcs and trolls, so the first time they saw the Stone Raven Clan, the centaur leader's tone became bitter, and he brought the gnoll and lizardmen with him.

How could the upright orc withstand such humiliation, let out an angry roar, raised his weapon to charge, the gnoll bared its fangs and prepared to make a move, but they were stopped by the black dragon.

"Looks like you don't want to follow me?"

Caesar pressed the snarling family members and tilted his head to the leader of the centaurs, looking like he was talkative.

"It's almost the same as the red dragon is coming, but a black dragon ......"

The centaur leader muttered a few words softly, then raised his head and said loudly: "The gray centaur will never be a slave!" ”