"How many red dragons are there?"

"Who knows, but those powerful prime-aged red dragons should be almost there."

Crassus, unconscious, seemed to hear someone talking, and they were speaking dragon language.

Where am I? What happened?

Clay ...... Ox...... Traz? A delicate, weeping, divine voice said intermittently, "You too...... Here it comes? ”

Claiostraz was surprised, he knew that the man who spoke had loved him dearly, and he loved him. Of course, the Empress of Life is unusually fraternal, not only for her spouse, but also for all dragons. In fact, she loves all living beings in the world, but that love doesn't stop her from destroying the black sheep.

The humanoid dragon lying on the ground struggled to open its eyes, and he was amazed by what he saw.

It was a huge cave, but he was lying on top of a strange transparent floor. From this angle, he could see that many dragons were reproducing in some kind of behavior in the lower layer.

Supposedly, breeding season has arrived, and there shouldn't be anything wrong with the dragon's behavior. However, there is not only one red dragon in the dragon below, but also the black dragon as the red dragon's sworn enemy. What's even more terrifying is that most of the people who are being snapped are paired with red dragons and black dragons.

A sense of absurdity swept through Crassus's brain, and he even felt that he might not have woken up. How can a red dragon be black and a black dragon...... Even tens of thousands of years ago, when two races were not at odds with each other, interracial mating/mating was not allowed. To be precise, since the evolution of the various colors of the Yuan Dragon into the five-color dragon family, color has become an insurmountable obstacle, and cross-color popping or something has also become a legend.

Crassus's eyes widened, and he summoned the magic in his body that had not yet subsided from the concussion, trying to prove that it was not an illusion.

Then, realizing that this was not an illusion, the dragon panicked, feeling that his common sense had been severely impacted.

It's just that more impactful things are yet to come. Crassus was horrified to find that the dragons below were all male dragons!

Male ♂ Dragon!

Crassus felt a little dizzy, why, could it be a male dragon? The dragon's form was clearly recognizable, and he could even identify familiar kinds.

For example, a very familiar dragon has a more impressive crown than several male dragons around it, running from the top of the head to the back. He was several tons heavier than the heaviest of the dozen dragons in his vicinity, and even his claws were longer than the height of a young dragon.

He has a large size and obvious dominance, and his eyes are also sharp and full of intelligence. He is older and more powerful than the other red dragons. He was Taranistaz, the first consort of the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasa.

However, at this time, Taranistaz was being crushed under a black dragon that was much smaller than him. Coincidentally, the black dragon Crassus also knew - Nefarian, the prince of the black dragon.

What the hell is wrong with this world? The feeble humanoid dragon couldn't wait to regain its strength, then break through the transparent floor and descend to the next floor to explore.

A high-pitched, long, weeping female voice interrupted Crassus's confused thoughts.

By the way, he seemed to hear the Empress's voice.

The humanoid dragon looked up with difficulty.

Despite being in the same cave, the area he was in and the area in front of him were clearly two different areas.

The picture presented in front of you is rows of flowers. However, it stands to reason that these plants cannot survive in such an environment, especially underground. The walls are covered with creepers, while the floor is covered with purple oleanders. The area is decorated with golden lilies, while roses and orchids line up in the resting area. All plants thrive with the power of life.

However, the view was completely incomparable to that of the man in front of Crassus.

It was a High Elf-like woman with horns. There was a ring of shimmering red light at her feet, from which an amazingly fiery radiation emanated that permeated every corner and even the cracks of the room. When Crassus stared at her, he could feel an inherent meekness coming out of his body.

Undoubtedly, this is his beloved Empress of Life, Alexstaza. The Empress looked fascinated and moved a fragile dragon egg from under her body to a ventilated place she had confirmed safe.

She was surrounded by dragon eggs, more and more. These eggs were apparently laid by her not long ago, and there were very many of them. Each egg occupies the same small space vertically, making it large compared to a humanoid mother. There are three dozen dragon eggs. Only half of these eggs are hatched, and only half of these hatched eggs survive to adulthood. However, this is how dragons thrive, and a difficult beginning heralds the glory and wonder of life to come.

But that's not the point, right?

The point is that his empress was covered in red fruits, and there were a lot of spots on her body, some of which were dry and some of which were still liquid. Even that red hair was **** by liquid. And then consider the silver-white tentacles in the shadows behind Alexstrasza that are definitely not dragons......

"My Empress......" Lacsus choked and couldn't speak.

"Clais Ostraz, is that you?" The empress stretched out her yellow and white jade hand, wiped her eyes so that her vision was not affected, and then walked over.

"What the hell is going on?" Crassus almost lost his voice, and at the same time he found himself shamefully hard.

"Nothing." The Obsessed Empress walked over and walked up to Crassus, "You'll soon enjoy that pleasure too." ”

Without waiting for Crassus to reply, the Empress reached out and dug under herself, bringing out a ball of fresh white liquid, which she put into Crassus's mouth with her own hands, allowing him to experience the taste.

……

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"Claiostraz is the last dragon, right?" Looking at Crassus, who was immediately thrown to the next floor, Zhao Kun asked.

"Yes, great master."

"Good." Zhao Kun looked at Alexstasa, who came back after feeding Crassus, kneeling on the ground to clean up Onexia with his tongue, and nodded. "The mount of the Holy ♂ Army, and the most important part, has been prepared."

"Lordaeron's elegant temperament always reminds me of the city-states of ancient Greece, and it is time to prepare a strong army for them."

"Do you need me to accompany you, great master?" Onexia asked.

"Oni?" Zhao Kun nodded, "Yes, when these dragons get used to same-sex love, I will fly to Lordaeron on your horse." Well, bring ten, no, twenty more powerful adult dragons. Then I will form a holy ♂ army at the grave of the greatest priest ever seen in Lordaeron. ”

- Lordaeron has a sacred "Tomb of Iam", the burial place of the bones of the greatest priest Iammos. For hundreds of years, many lovers ♂ have sworn loyalty to each other at this tomb.

The basic composition of the army in Zhao Kun's mind is a brigade, that is, 300 people. Just like the Forty-Eight Holy Legions at a time, the Holy ♂ Army will only have one brigade at a time. Rather than 300 people, though, it's 150 pairs.

The selection criteria for the Soldiers are not the same as those for the Paladins of Fao, although they are all infused with the Light and become a new class called Paladin. But Fao wants a paladin, and Zhao Kun wants a paladin ♂.

As an important part of Project Tainted ♂ ♀ by Azeroth, the Paladins ♂ will be selected from the legions of the future Alliance and must be of noble origin. The selection criteria were: homosexuality, romantic relationships, and strong fighting power.

However, Zhao Kun also had some doubts about whether 300 people could be selected after these three conditions.

However, these conditions are necessary, as he once said to Lothar: "People of the same army or the same camp seldom help each other in times of crisis, but a legion should put together warriors who love each other, so that they can form an unbreakable and indestructible army, for a man does not want to lose face in front of his beloved, and he will sacrifice his life to protect his loved one." ”

In his plan, these paladins would form a separate legion ♂, allowing them to pledge their allegiance to each other in love and friendship, and use them as elite units to support other legions. Of course, paladins also need to maintain love and friendship with their dragons. Since Zhao Kun is not a Dragonthroat clan that can only tame young dragons, the dragoons who ride the young dragons and then fight with the griffin knights will not appear.

A pair of paladins ♂ and an adult dragon in a group, starting 3...... I mean camaraderie ♂. Considering that their enemies do not have an air force and will not be a match for the dragons, the paladins play the role of supporting the dragons. Heal wounds, get rid of negativity, and help the dragon or clean up the "flies" around the dragon at various times. The smallest size of an adult dragon is more than ten meters, and two riders and one is more than enough.

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During the time when Zhao Kun was messing around with hairy and clams in the Dragon Legion, the alliance was reluctantly established.

Yes, barely.

Again, this is the result of Milady's secret promotion.

Admiral Prodmore, the ruler of the kingdom of Kurtilas, did not believe that orcs could cross the sea. And King Jean of Gilne. Greysideburns says his men will crush anyone who tries to land on the southern coast of Gilneth. Perinord of the Kingdom of Alterac felt that he should try to solve this problem in other ways, such as negotiating with them. Archmage Antonidas of the Kingdom of Dalaran expressed concern about the situation of the battle......

By the time the six kingdoms decided to unite, many days had passed. Moreover, the people soon got into a new quarrel. How is the alliance going to fight?

It took Lothar seven days to explain to everyone that uniting the army was the only way. Terenus immediately agreed. Luckily, Tolbain and Proudmore quickly agreed, though it took some time to convince the latter. However, Perrynord and Greysideburns are more difficult. Lothar was not surprised by Perynold's reluctance, he was sleek, ill-willed, and always liked to be out of the crowd, just like some of the guys in Stormwind before. Perhaps Perrynord was personally afraid of the war, so he got involved in the subject, and no doubt others were braver than he was. However, Greysides' decision was an accident. The man's muscular frame and heavy armor showed that he was undoubtedly a warrior. He didn't say he didn't want to fight, but whenever the conversation came about the war, he was quick to suggest something else, and Perinod of course kept insisting on investigating all possible proposals in detail. It was only when Prodmore and Thorbain accused Greysides of cowardice that the stout man suggested that a united army was their only way to save themselves at the moment.

And then, who will be the commander-in-chief of the Union army? Which kingdom will have how many troops, how much money and supplies? These are all questions.

A group of people were still talking about war. How the armies will be assembled, where they will be placed, how they will be supplied - these are the questions that Lothar has been working with all these years, except that he is dealing only with the army of one country. Now they were discussing the question of the six nations, without counting the survivors of the Stormwind Kingdom that he might summon, and all the kings had their own ideas and methods.

The big question, of course, will be who will be the commander who will rule this army.

Milady, who was secretly spying on her, felt that if the orcs didn't fight, they would not be able to quarrel for another half a year.

Undoubtedly, all kings felt that they themselves should command the armies of the League.

Terenus emphasized that Lordaeron was the largest nation with the largest army, and that this time it was everyone else he had gathered.

Thorbain said that he had the most combat experience, or at least it seemed that there was some truth to the rude king of the kingdom of Araso.

Prodmore referred to the strength of his navy, and the fact that ships were also a focal point for transporting troops and supplies.

The gray-sidedness kingdom of Gilneth was the southernmost kingdom, and he thought this was a sign that he should rule the army, because if the tribes marched by land, his kingdom would be the first to be attacked, although this was not true. Arathas is truly a nation at the forefront of the Horde's march to the kingdom when the Horde passes through Dammod from Kazmodan.

Perionod suggested that although he did not have many troops, he should have wisdom and foresight as a commander, and he believed that he had the full capacity for them.

As for Antonidas, he was not a king, but he was still a leader in terms of their personal rights. Although Archmage Antonidas essentially only manages a city, the people he rules over are the most powerful of all the troops they can muster.

Luckily, he was left out, so he used his influence to remind the kings that the Horde didn't care if the Alliance's armies were ready or not, and that they could come here at any time to attack, and kept emphasizing that an army would be useless without a single leader, regardless of its size. (To be continued.) )