Black Dragon Code

"I pledge my allegiance to you, my king."

For five-color dragons, it is much easier to subdue some evil dragon descendants than to subdue other races, so Caesar decided to go from easy to difficult, and take the easy-to-handle tribes into his command first.

The troglodytes.

Although they look ugly, these guys are real dragonborn, unlike the kobolds, a race that is keen on boasting, and the mother tongue of the troglodyte is dragon language.

Although this race was taciturn, they could smell Caesar as soon as they spoke. It was authentic dragon language, which was enough to prove their identity.

The troglodytes are reptilian creatures that look like humans. They are shorter than the gnolls. They have thin bodies, but they are very powerful. They can walk forward on all fours alternately on the ground, or walk upright with bent legs.

That means they can all use weapons if they can.

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

When these nasty guys are angry or attacked, they can emit a foul smell and secrete a greasy and strong-smelling substance in their own bodies.

Almost nothing could tolerate this smell, which made the Gnolls suffer a lot from their previous tentative attack.

However, after seeing the black dragon's appearance and feeling the overwhelming power of the dragon, the lizardmen immediately put down their weapons, declared their surrender, and swore allegiance to the black dragon that appeared suddenly.

For any evil dragonborn, worshiping powerful true dragons is their common nature, which makes it easy for five-color dragons to regain these races, and in many cases, they can win the loyalty of these dragonborn just by showing their faces.

But one thing to note is that when faced with a real dragon that is stronger than the original master, the speed at which these dragon descendants turn back will make people itch.

They never betray the concept, that's in nature.

"I pledge my allegiance to you, my king."

The leader of the troglodyte clan is the biggest and fiercest among them, but the size is limited, not as exaggerated as Hogg compared to the gnolls. This guy is holding his steel fork, half kneeling on Caesar In front of him, he offered his weapons to show his surrender.

Comprehensive Combat Ability Check: 40~55.

This is the tribal leader's ability test, which is about equal to that of an ordinary orc warrior, while the values ​​of other lizardmen are even lower, not much different from that of a wolf man.

Based on the analysis of these data alone, the troglodytes are really nothing. In terms of strength, they are inferior to the orcs, and their speed will be thrown far away by the jackals.

But Caesar once said to himself that the verification device can only be used as a reference forever.

Although the troglodytes are inferior to orcs and jackals in terms of strength and speed, as dragon descendants, they have some special abilities that other races do not possess.

Let’s not mention the foul smell. In Caesar’s eyes, this indistinguishable smell is no different from a shit stick. It can also cause great damage to friendly forces in melee, so they cannot be allowed to cast at will.

What Caesar really valued was the troglodyte's color-changing ability, as well as its accompanying silent walking and dark vision.

These three abilities made the war lizardmen, who were not very good at combat, the best ambushers and assassins.

Under the premise of guaranteeing dark vision, whenever the long night is approaching, these guys can use the color-changing ability to hide their whereabouts, blend with the dark curtain, and then use silent walking to sneak into the enemy camp.

The rest need not be said.

Their abilities are enough to make Caesar eager to add them to his legion.

The process of subduing the lizardmen was very easy. The black dragon won the loyalty of the lizardmen clan with only a few words. They chose to be unconditionally loyal and serve the real dragon with all their heart.

However, with the identity of a true dragon alone,

Perhaps it is possible to subdue the dragon descendants who already worship dragons, but for other tribes, Caesar has to add some other weights.

So the next thing didn't go so smoothly. For example, when the second target was taken in - the gray centaur tribe, the black dragon encountered fierce resistance.

To be honest, Caesar loves them very much. These gray horses are not low in intelligence, and they all know how to use weapons such as spears and halberds. They are simply born knights.

The combat power of each gray horse is comparable to that of elite human cavalry. Except for the small number, only about two hundred, there are almost no shortcomings.

However, although the gray centaurs who live in the Underdark are not on the same side as the good centaurs, they still inherit certain characteristics from their kin, which are generally the same.

In addition to being resolute, brave and decisive, both centaur and gray centaur are willing to actively resist oppression. On top of this, they grew up in the dark region, and they also added a vicious, cruel and exclusive disposition.

The gray horses were surrounded by the black dragon's family and locked in a small valley, there was no room for them to run. However, these guys still did not surrender, they swung their hooves and glared at the invaders.

Even when they saw the real dragon suddenly appearing in their field of vision, these guys didn't think of surrendering, but subconsciously gripped their weapons even tighter.

"Black dragon?" The leader of the gray horse had a cold face, and his black beard swayed slightly as he spoke: "Outsiders? Where did you come from?"

The mother tongue of the gray horse is Halfling and Sylvan, but seeing that the other party is a dragon, it reluctantly switches to the jerky common language to talk to the black dragon.

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

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

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

The leader of the gray horse stepped on his hoof casually: "Since the passage has been opened, if the gray horse wants to leave, sooner or later it will find its own way out."

"Watch your tone, Centaur"

Hogg took a step forward, grinned and showed his fangs: "I promise you won't want to see His Majesty angry."

The leader of the gray horse grinned, raised his front hooves, and leaned back his upper body: "Aren't dragons and centaurs the people of God? Are dragons naturally superior?"

Saying that, it turned its attention to Hogg and the orc again: "Or are you born inferior and suitable to be slaves?"

The gray centaur naturally hated orcs and trolls, so the first time he saw the Stone Crow clan, the centaur leader's tone became bitter, and he even brought the gnolls and lizardmen along with him.

How could the upright orcs stand up to such humiliation, roared angrily, raised their weapons and wanted to charge, the gnolls also bared their fangs and prepared to strike, but they were stopped by the black dragon one after another.

"It seems that you don't want to follow me?"

Caesar suppressed the roaring subordinates, tilted his head and said to the leader of the troops, looking easy to talk to.

"It's almost the same when the red dragon comes, but a black dragon..."

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