Lisa slapped Chris' hand away and said, "You're already like this, and you're so careless."
"Are you looking down on me? My husband is here to educate you today." Chris began to take off his armor with one hand.
"Wait a minute, I'll switch back to human form first."
"Don't change, don't change. What you want is the dragon form."
Squeak~squeak~squeak~
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Ten days later, with careful treatment by a plant magician, Chris's injuries fully recovered.
He moved his muscles and bones and made a "gurgling" sound, feeling comfortable.
After swallowing the dragon core of the two-headed dragon, Chris's size became larger and his combat power became stronger than before.
He has not been idle these days, always monitoring the battlefield with a god-level warning tree.
Generally speaking, the situation is good. All the major marquises have defended their border cities and are pushing back to other countries.
The artillery and clay bombs were very effective and caught all countries by surprise. They had never seen such weapons before.
Today, the Blazing Dragon Kingdom has occupied more than a dozen cities in other countries, and is still advancing steadily.
Chris felt relieved and decided to conquer the prairie first, and then rush to the snow-capped mountains.
After breakfast, Chris left three thousand knights in Titan City to maintain order in the city, and then he and Lisa led more than nine thousand people to the north.
They were all riding horses, with the sound of horse hooves rolling and smoke billowing behind them.
After traveling for more than three hours, Chris and his party entered the lush green grassland, and the scent of green grass could be smelled in their noses.
Gandolf held the map and explained: "Your Majesty, there are hundreds of tribes of various sizes scattered on the grassland, the largest of which are Nurha, Don Quixote, and Bertu.
The scale is nearly 20,000 people.”
It is impossible for Chris to unify the entire grassland. This is unrealistic because it is too fragmented.
Moreover, it is not a good thing if the nomads gather too much.
Chris decided to conquer the largest tribe and then let them preach their orders to the smaller tribes. This was the quickest solution.
Although the grassland is divided into the territory of the Shadow Leopard Kingdom, this ethnic group is too wild and has never been tamed. Gretel can only let it go, occasionally exchanging food for horses.
Chris looked around with the god-level warning tree, searching for traces of large tribe activities.
Nomads do not stay in one place; when the nearby pasture is eaten up, they will change places.
Soon, Chris found one and rushed over with a large army.
After spending forty minutes, we finally saw a cluster of yurts with many wolf-shaped flags erected, probably their totems.
After the other party saw Chris's formation, they all prepared and maintained a high degree of vigilance.
Chris shouted: "Let your sweat come to me!"
The sound was like a roaring thunder, running through the entire territory.
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"Great Khan, there is a cavalry team of about 9,000 people coming this way. Their flag is something I have never seen before. It is a fiery red dragon."
Nurha was drinking kumiss at the moment, her face was red and she was drunk.
"Damn, where did this small country come from?" Nurha yelled angrily, "Let's go out with me and have a look!"
He staggered out of the tent, just in time to hear Chris's roar.
"So arrogant, it seems that I am going to teach him a lesson. Bring me my saber."
The men immediately brought the horse and put a thick black sword into his hands.
Nurha mounted his horse and headed out with a group of personal guards.
They arrived outside the camp, and when they saw the young man at the front of the crowd opposite, they couldn't help but rub their eyes.
"Pfft, hahaha!" Nur laughed twice, almost bursting into tears, "You little brat, go home and drink milk. This is not the place for you."
Chris frowned involuntarily. Is there something wrong with this guy's brain that makes him unable to see the situation clearly?
That's right, there is no difference in appearance between knights and ordinary people.
He may have thought that the people he brought here were ordinary people.
"Ouch!" Chris immediately turned into the form of a red explosive dragon and let out a deafening roar.
When they saw this behemoth, the entire group of people on the opposite side were stunned. They had never seen a giant dragon before.
Then, Chris transformed into a dragon-like form and was suspended in the air, looking down at Nurha: "Now, do you still think I can't come here?"
This body is only eighteen years old this year, and with his fair and handsome face, he looks several years younger.
So in front of Nurha, a rough guy who looks to be in his forties or fifties, he is no different from a child.
Nurha was mostly awake from the wine, her mouth was wide open, and she couldn't believe it.
That kid is obviously only at the sixth level, why is his aura so much higher than mine?
Knowing that he has already half-stepped into the seventh level, he is confident that he can be fully promoted within five years.
Little did he know that he could not count the number of seventh-level experts that Chris defeated with both hands.
"What are you doing here?" Nurha asked dryly, feeling her mouth taste bitter.
Chris snorted coldly: "Is this how you entertain guests from afar?"
Nurha took a deep breath. The young man in front of him was not someone he could easily deal with, so he said, "Please come with me."
Chris asked the knights to rest where they were, and then he and Lisa followed Nurha forward.
Gandolf warned aloud: "Your Majesty, be careful!"
"It's okay." Chris waved his hand. With the opponent's strength, he didn't pose any threat to him at all.
Along the way, they saw many grassland herdsmen, all of whom came out of their yurts and looked at themselves curiously.
Chris didn't care much about this.
Not long after, they walked into Nurha's handsome tent, which was also the largest yurt.
The ground was covered with a thick wool blanket, with a square table placed in the middle and a large bed on the right. A dried wolf head hung above it, about one and a half meters in diameter. It was an unknown level of Warcraft.
In addition to Krisissa and Nurha, there are four prairie people, all of whom have sixth-level strength.
"I am the king of the Blazing Dragon Kingdom. You can call me His Majesty Chris. There used to be a middle-aged man riding a red crocodile to buy cow and sheep skins. He was my subordinate."
Nurha suddenly realized: "It turns out to be him."
Chris said straight to the point: "My purpose is very simple. I will harvest all the cattle, sheep, and horses you graze. The food will be increased by 20% compared to before, but there is a condition that you are not allowed to sell it to the Shadow Leopard Kingdom."
Nurha looked embarrassed: "This is not good, after all, we have maintained a deal for so many years."