Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 521 372. Good Luck Asperon

"Do you still remember the earliest times? The dark days when the demon army besieged Nagaryth. The dark riders wore robes made of black feathers and prayed to the raven-headed Nisu to protect them from the enemy's sight." Recently, they have been Carlion, who was guarding the stables, looked at the pennant not far away and said.

Kalien did not say the rest. For example, after the civil war started, the Dark Rider's reputation became even darker. He acted as the vanguard of Nagaryth's army, causing fear and chaos everywhere he went. He burned villages and drove out residents, doing all kinds of evil. wait.

A golden hourglass is placed at the top of the pennant. The red flag is wrapped with a black edge. The flag reveals a hooded upper body skeleton. There is a single black wing on the back of the skeleton, extending from the width of the flag to the narrowest. The left hand of the skeleton holds an hourglass representing time, and the right hand holds a sickle that takes away life. This is the flag of the Knights of Morr, the flag of the Black Guard of Morr.

On the first day of the siege, Darkus chatted with Tillman. He asked Tillman to provide some horse gear. In return, he asked the elves to form the Raven Knights in the name of Morr, and let the elves and Morr The Black Guards fought side by side. He never told the elves why he did this, nor did the elves ask him why he did this. The elves did not question this matter, but it did not prevent the elves from discussing it like now.

"Nisu... Maul..." Ren stood there with his arms folded and pondered. He knew Darkus, and he knew that Darkus did everything for a reason, not blindly.

At the same time, Ren also knew that Darkus knew many secrets, such as Lilith who was first summoned in Bretonnia. He had heard of the Bretonnian Lake Goddess before, but he did not know that the Lake Goddess was actually Lilith. His sister had a strange experience when she first went to the continent of Lustria. Afterwards, Alyssa mentioned to him and his brother that she had sensed a special thing not far away, an elf. Something related, but Darkus was indifferent to it, as if Darkus knew what it was.

It wasn't until the second time he went to the Lustria continent that Ren understood. He knew what that thing was. Because the facts are obvious. After Darkus and Malekith went out for a day, Malekith held the long-lost Sun Flame Sword in his hand. There were many more things like this, and these facts deepened his impression and made him unable to help but think about it more.

"When I was in Middenheim, I heard some..." Tolandir, who was carrying a longbow, thought for a moment and then said something. After finishing speaking, he fell into a brief memory. After a while, he continued, " Maul is the husband of Verena and the father of Myrmidia and Thalia, while...Kain is his young brother and his mortal enemy."

Tolandil's words attracted surprised looks from the elves present. They only knew a little bit about Verena, Mirmedia and Thalia, but they knew Kane. As an elf, no one didn't know Kane.

"Moreover, I have also heard some news that Moore first appeared from the south of Ersin Alvin, Lucini?"

"Tal Lucini?" Gilead, who was listening on the sidelines, suddenly interrupted Tolandir. After the interruption, he continued, "I read family records when I was a child. Tal Lucini has El. Sin Alvin’s Biggest Crow Theater.”

The Crow Theater is the name of the elven Elthalin language, and it is a temple dedicated to Nisu. The Crow Theater is rarely distributed in Ulthuan, because after the death of the elves in Ulthuan, their souls usually stay in Ulthuan. Instead of entering Isil. During the Golden Age of Elves, the elves who colonized Elsin Alvin built the Crow Theater. Elsin Alvin was different from Ulthuan in that there were not so many guiding stones. The purpose of the construction was to serve after death. , have a place to go instead of wandering around like a lonely ghost.

Nisu is a member of the Thesarai pantheon, the underground god, the gatekeeper of the Ultimate Gate, and the son of Es Haiai. His mission is to ensure that the soul in his mother's hands is not sucked away by Slaanesh during the Twilight of the Gods, and at the same time to prevent all living people from entering the Hades to steal secrets.

There was a long silence next. Renn glanced at the Black Guards of Morr who were still preparing silently not far away. He seemed to understand that Morr and Nisu might have a great connection. Although Nisu is the elven god who is responsible for extraditing souls, few elven souls enter the Underworld. Ulthuan has a guiding stone system. Druchi only cares about life and does not care about after death, whether to go to the Underworld or to Slaanesh. That is not something you should think about when you are alive.

Just like Lilith, but somewhat different from Lilith, in the southern city-state, Nisu evolved into Mor under the research and belief of humans. Later, it spread from the southern city-states, and finally moved northward through communication. In Bretonnia, it occupied a position in the empire's pantheon system. How to explain More's spouse, children, and brothers...

While Ren was thinking, Maranur, who had been on the city wall before, came over. He stopped thinking about the problem, because it was just a conversation after dinner and had little practical relevance to him. He turned to look at Maranur.

"coming."

"Like before?" Cowell tried to confirm.

"No! We will attack in fifteen minutes!" Maranur responded after thinking for a moment.

As previously arranged, Maranul's team assumes the role of a free agent on the court. Whether it is chasing or covering, it is up to him to decide based on the actual situation. After watching for a long time, he found that the Cold Lizard War Group did not suffer huge losses during the first two attacks and had sufficient strength to deal with the so-called Blood Knights.

Although Maranur wanted to fight the Blood Knight, he didn't want to attack now. Although he was a warrior and a commander, there were some things he couldn't do anything he wanted to do, and that wasn't his character. When leaving the city, there is a high probability that he will directly run into the attacking Blood Knight before deploying. Then he will be stupid. Not only will he cause heavy losses, but the entire deployment will be disrupted, making it impossible to take care of both the beginning and the end. The cold lizard war group is out of touch.

Maranur did not want to write down the battle that took place in future training books and battle examples, otherwise his name would become a symbol of stupidity. He didn't want to be given a stupid title. Being Darkus' cousin was already stressful enough.

The most important thing is that Maranur knows that even if his team is spread out, it cannot withstand the impact of the blood knights. His team only has Talos riding a giant stag, and the rest are him and Kewell riding elves. War horses, and some elves in the team can only ride horses, but cannot fight on horses. Just like Tolandil, riding and shooting is okay, but letting Tolandil charge with a spear is a bit whimsical. Tolandil has not received relevant training at all. If something happened to Tolandil, how should he explain it to his sister.

Of course, there is also the triceratops commanded by Kalien, but Maranur knows the situation outside the city. If he lets the triceratops take the forward position, the elf warhorse will not be able to charge at the speed of the triceratops. This idea simply does not hold true, and the tactical mission of the Triceratops is also to charge, but to destroy the opponent's large targets. Then there are the small number of Morr Black Guards. This is a temporary team. Although they are called the Raven Knights of the Morr Cult, when they are coordinated...

Maranur believes that his team is not suitable for hedging, but is more suitable for back-up charging. For example, after the Cold Lizard War Group entangles the Blood Knights and the Blood Knights lose their impact, his team takes on the task of annihilation, so as to reduce the losses. Go to the lowest level and maximize the results.

Time passed by minute by second, and Maranur stopped thinking. He raised his head and stared at the magic signal released by Enil on the city wall. It was a beam of shining light, like the Big Dipper in the night sky, guiding the way forward. direction. There is nothing to worry about at this moment. There are only two options before the vampire, one is to attack, the other is to retreat. There is no third option.

Maranur's eyes flashed with determination. Now that he had made up his mind, there was no need to hesitate. He raised his arms. His movements were resolute and decisive, as if conveying a firm belief to the elves around him. His eyes were looking into the distance. It was the Morr Black Guards, silently waiting for the next order. After seeing him raise his hand, the Morr Black Guards leading the horses bowed their heads to greet him, and then the free people With the help of others, he got on the horse.

As the war horses galloped at extremely high speeds, and as they continued to squeeze away those worthless skeletons and zombies, Wallach discovered that what actually happened was somewhat different from his judgment. The north door did not open, and the human knights did not rush out. What rushed towards him was a group of cavalry that he had never seen before. Looking at the cavalry, which was neatly lined up like a wall, he realized the difficulty of the enemy. These were not human cavalry. In his knowledge, those cavalry were The showy human cavalry did not have the current military quality.

And there are so many opponents, so many that neither the Blood Dragon Knights nor the Duncan Hough Templars can cope with them. A trace of uneasiness flashed in Wallach's eyes, but he had no intention of retreating. His pride did not allow him to retreat. And now, he couldn't retreat even if he wanted to. The war horse had already entered the charging stage, and the opponent was also approaching quickly. The consequences of retreating at this time would be devastating.

Wallach's cold and bloodthirsty eyes reveal a firmness and determination. He knows that now is the moment of decisive battle, and he and his Blood Dragon Knights must go all out. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they cannot be shaken. their beliefs. He stared at the group of cavalry in front of him, took a deep breath, and a blazing fire of battle ignited in his heart. After this battle, he should change his mount. He admired the mount on the opposite side, and he chose the largest one, the one that kept roaring and issuing orders.

"Proud Blood Dragon Knights, listen to my order! Today, we will have a final fight with the enemy. Let us destroy the enemy! Defend our glory and faith!" Wallach's voice resounded on the battlefield, his voice Bloodthirsty and fanatical.

The big guy is very smart. As time goes by, while its size is rapidly expanding, its wisdom is also growing. Its name of Darkus has been extended a lot more than the original little bean sprout. Now it can scold Darkus in various ways, and it can know based on the force with which Darkus slaps its head, which one it sends out will annoy Darkus the most.

The big guy's cruel and intelligent eyes used the previous light to see the approaching enemy in the distance. It didn't need the little bean sprouts on its body to tell it, it knew the opponent's combat power. The first two strikes were like a not-so-palatable appetizer, but this time it was the top priority, and its instincts made it feel threatened.

In the previous battle, the big guy learned a lot. It unknowingly learned that "horses have been racing for ten years". Now it keeps roaring and controlling the pace of its kind, but it does not let its kind run. , but adopted a kind of walking method, running quickly. It had discovered during battles before that no matter how it adjusted, those stupid fellows would still make mistakes. It could tolerate previous mistakes because the previous enemies had no combat effectiveness, but this time it was different.

Under the big guy's adjustment, the cold lizard did not charge with long strides, but adjusted from the previous slow step in first gear to the fast step in second gear. As time passed, the cold lizard war group got closer and closer to the enemy, and it adjusted again, allowing its kind to enter a running state. After adjustment, it is also adapting its pace to the same kind. It needs to control its own pace. It is too big and looks awkward among the same kind. It has to correspond to the pace of the same kind, so that it can keep itself on the same level as the same kind. Only in this way can it live to see Darkus, and then make friendly teasing to Darkus again.

Hemara, who was in the formation, had stood up from the back of the cold lizard like the surrounding Enil shooters. The wind of Urku was flowing from her fingertips, and she kept chanting in her mouth. When leaving Cole Vanas, Darkus had a private chat with her. She could feel the recognition and trust of the Witch King's Hand in her. At the same time, in the words of the Witch King's Hand, she felt It has more meaning, that is her hope to go further.

Now, Hemara wanted to make the most of what she had learned. She cast various spells. After casting the last weak operation, she looked forward. She was calculating, calculating what happened at the moment of impact. Location.

Asperon's heart was excited. He held his spear high and breathed heavily. He could feel his body becoming light and ethereal. He knew that this was the effect of the sorceresses' spells. He could feel the power flowing in his body, which was the magical energy given to him by the sorceresses. With the infusion of magic, his perceptions became sharper and everything around him became clearer. He could feel the energy flowing in the air, hear the faint sounds in the wind, and even sense the direction the enemy's lance was pointing.

"For the Lord of Blades! Go to victory! Or die!" Selire roared, leveling the God's Halberd.

As Selire's voice echoed on the battlefield, the final charge began. The sound of galloping shook the earth, and the hearts of the knights ignited a fierce fighting spirit. Their eyes shone with determination and determination, and they were not afraid of death in order to win. They put down their leveled lances and spears, and the spears and sword blades that had been imbued with mental razors shone with terrifying light. They found that the leveled weapons had been extended, and there was an extra section in front of the spear tip. They might have more Or less aware of the horror of this extra step, thoughts and rationality can crush all enemies standing in front of them.

As the weapon was raised levelly, the big guy let out an unprecedented terrifying roar. As it roared, the cold lizards no longer maintained their previous silence and roared in agreement with it. Along with the roar came the cold lizards. With the pace getting faster and faster, the cold lizards changed from running in third gear to attacking in fourth gear.

Wallach's eyes widened. As the distance continued to get closer, he became more and more aware of the enemy's terror. When he was about to open his mouth to say something, he found that he had entered a fog, and his mount was still there. He was running, but he couldn't see anything anymore. He felt the power inside his body draining away. He felt a panic. His eyes looked around in the fog, but he could see nothing. He could only feel the galloping of the mount and the loss of power.

An indescribable depression surged into Wallach's heart, and he realized that he was in some kind of threat. The loss of strength made him feel weak, his thoughts began to become confused, and it was difficult to concentrate. In this fog, he felt as if he was trapped in a dark trap, and an overwhelming feeling of despair surged in his heart. He knew that he had to get rid of this fog as soon as possible, otherwise he would face the fate of destruction.

However, before Wallachi could pass through the fog, he saw fierce flames penetrate the fog, like the breath of a furious dragon, and the arrows did not illuminate the chaos and panic in the fog. Every arrow carried the power of destruction, looking for the enemy's weakness. He saw an arrow accurately shot into the eye socket of the blood dragon knight beside him. Before the blood dragon knight could do anything, the arrow The magic attached to the arrow caused the head inside the Blood Dragon Knight's helmet to burn.

The Blood Dragon Knight let out a deafening scream. He tried to drop his shield, grab his helmet with his hands, and pull out the arrow. However, everything he did was in vain. The burning power of magic had spread rapidly. Even if he was wrapped in solid plate armor, he could not stop the invasion of the flames. In the merciless flames, his body began to burn, the flames devouring his skin and flesh, and the painful screams echoed in the mist, as if they were death chants, as if they were More's ridicule.

Every inch of the body's skin was twisted in severe pain. The Blood Dragon Knight felt the searing pain, but could not escape the shackles of the flames. As time passed, his shouts gradually died down and eventually fell silent, leaving only the flaming remains of his mount. His war horse felt the pain and fear of its master, and began to run wildly uncontrollably, trying to escape from this sudden disaster. However, the war horse did not escape the fate of its master. An arrow hit the chest and the gap in the armor of the forelimb, and the war horse It also burned.

The Aenir, who are extremely skilled in archery, do not shoot ordinary spark arrows, but an enhanced version of the arrows. Adhered with the holy oil from Cain Valley, the liquid Aquisha Wind will be ignited by sparks and burn brightly after hitting the target. It is the nemesis of vampires and undead who are afraid of fire. In addition to the holy oil, in preparation before the battle, Alyssa applied oil on the arrows that could hit the spirit.

The scene in the mist became more and more terrifying. As arrows continued to strike, the burning magic filled the mist, and the flames dyed everything red. In this chaos, the boundaries between life and death become blurred, and only the flame that burns everything is eternal.

This moment passed very slowly, so slow that the arrow could burn the Blood Dragon Knight to death, but this moment was so fast that at the moment when the Blood Dragon Knight was burned, the Blood Knights had already rushed out of the fog. However, what faced them was the sharp tip of the spear. The two forces collided at an unprecedented speed. The violent collision sounded through the sky, as if it was about to tear the entire battlefield apart.

The knights on both sides waved their weapons and attacked each other with all their strength. The blood knight's lance intertwined with the cold lizard knight's spear, and the firelight and blood mist intertwined. Plate armor and plate armor kept colliding in this life-and-death struggle, with sparks flying and blood mist filling the air, creating a heart-stopping picture.

This collision has no beauty at all, but is more impactful, more surging, and more violent, like a pure atrocity, like a life-and-death struggle between a group of beasts, full of endless impact and violence. The collision between them seemed like the vibration of the earth, and every swing was a fight of life. The breath of death enveloped the battlefield, and the entire battlefield was filled with the smell of fire and blood. The roars and screams of both sides were intertwined. Every swing brought death and destruction, and every collision made the battlefield tremble, as if The whole world is shuddering at this brutal battle.

The impact, the huge impact, made Asperon feel that he was dead at that moment. At that moment, he let go of the spear under his arm. The spear penetrated the enemy's shield and pierced the enemy's In the armor, knock the enemy away from the horse.

On the other side, the enemy's lance also penetrated Asperon's shield, but his shield did not break. The lance passed over the shield and hit his body, penetrating his heart. He felt like he was dead, but he didn't. He found that the lance penetrated his body in a strange way. At that moment, he could catch the vampire's surprised eyes, which were like the vampire seeing a ghost. Same. Then a shock from the collision came from his lower body. He screamed and lay weakly on the back of the cold lizard. Then his vision went black and he didn't know anything.

Wallach felt himself burning. The moment he broke out of the fog, the enemy was already in front of him, and his lance exploded. The blade swept in a deadly arc, but missed its target. He felt as if he was burning, a feeling of despair welling up in his heart, and everything he longed for seemed to be moving away from him. He could feel the halberd penetrating his body and burning his flesh and blood. He waved his long sword and tried to slash at the enemy holding the halberd, but the opponent seemed to be out of reach, no matter how hard he tried. , cannot be reached.

Wallach on the halberd felt as if he was trapped in an inescapable nightmare. His vision gradually blurred, his consciousness gradually blurred, and the sword fell weakly from his hand. But he did not give up. He struggled to grab the halberd pole that penetrated him with both hands. He crawled towards the enemy who was out of reach. He could only feel a strong coldness and darkness covering his body. He knew that these might be his last moments.

"Are you Valachi Hakon? The brother of Luther Hakon?" The previous huge impact caused the organs in Selire's body to boil, and blood continued to spit out from his mouth, but he survived. He dodged Wallach's attack and hit Wallach with the God's Halberd in full fire. The expected duel did not happen, and the surrounding environment did not have the conditions for a duel. The knights on both sides were still attacking. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he could tell that the other party might be the captain of the knights. He thought of Dark. He confirmed what Wus had told him before.

"Wallach? Luther?" Wallach, who was crawling with his last strength, was stunned when he heard these words. In that short moment, countless memories emerged in his mind. He grew up in Lahmia with his cousin Lutul, and was chosen by Abbohrash together. He witnessed that cruel night, Abbohrash killed many guards and retinues, and Luturla pulled away and wanted to He stepped forward to stop all this...

"I say hello to you on behalf of your brother. Don't worry, unlike you who is about to die, he is living very well, very well! He can live forever, live until the end of time, live until the world is destroyed!" Blood once again flowed from the Selire's mouth gushed out, and after he vomited out blood, he said sinisterly to Wallachi. Through the vampire's reaction, he knew that the vampire lifted in the air was Wallachi.

Selire doesn't like talking nonsense, especially talking nonsense to people he doesn't know. In his opinion, the enemies he faces today are all a group of monsters and deformities. He has no interest in these monsters at all. Asking Volach is just a completion His nephew's confession to him. After completing the explanation, he tried to throw Wallach out. Wallach, wearing plate armor, was too heavy for him. After shaking it, he found that the halberd's barbed hook had hit Wallach. The plate armor behind Qi.

"You are too heavy!" Selilei had no idea of ​​throwing down the God's Halberd for the time being. The impact continued. He also used the Halberd to deal with the next enemy. While saying this, he drew back the Halberd and drew it. It's within reach of the big guy.

Volachi died. Five hundred years later, Volachi, who defeated Karl Franz at the End and then defected to Khorne, died. As a legend, his end was not good. His plate armor was torn apart by the sharp claws of the big guy, and his body was torn apart by the big guy like a rag doll. Unlike his brother, Lutul Hal, who had always lived, he died. He died in the Battle of Altdorf, in the confrontation with the Elven Cold Lizard Dread Knight.

"Good luck guy, good luck Asperon!" Selile shook his head as he shook the fragments of his halberd. He looked to the left and right with his peripheral vision. Apart from him, there were only two other people in the first row. The knights were still fighting, and the two knights were seriously injured. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Asperon lying on the saddle, and he couldn't help but mutter.

Wallach's flesh and blood was torn to pieces, and the mutilated body was thrown far away with the impact of the big guy, leaving a trail of blood. After the big guy tore apart Wallach, he still kept charging without stopping. Its body is like a raging mountain, its muscles are booming, and endless power is continuously released.

The big guy looked to the left and right, and found that many of its kind had disappeared. It knew that it could not adjust and replenish its positions now. The charge was still going on and it could not stop. Otherwise, more of its kind will disappear. It became angry, and its roar echoed throughout the battlefield, as if it was showing its endless violence and ferocity to the enemy. It seems to contain endless malice and destructive power. Every time its hind limbs step on the ground, it is like an earth shaking, defeating the enemy under its huge body.

On the battlefield, Big Brother is like an unstoppable violent beast, mercilessly tearing apart all enemies that stand in its way. It is tireless and fearless. It only knows how to attack and kill.

The big guy roared and used its sharp claws to grab the war horse that wanted to escape its attack range. Instead of tearing the horse apart, it used the claws of its forelimbs to tighten the horse tightly. While lifting the war horse with force, Duncan Hough Knights Templar, a moment later, it felt a huge impact, and the tip of a spear appeared not far from its eyes through the war horse. It knew that its decision was right. , the war horse that withstood the impact was torn to pieces by it, and it started a new round of battle.

The formation was no longer as tight as before, and Selilei could swing his halberd freely. He roared and deflected the sharp blade that struck Asperon. After deflecting the sharp blade, before the Blood Knight could react, the halberd swept out a fatal arc. The halberd blade hit the blood knight's neck, and a smell of blood filled the air. The blood knight was not decapitated, and the neck guard saved the blood knight from death. But the armor did not protect the blood knight from his next attack. He adjusted the halberd, and the halberd with full firepower stabbed directly at the blood knight's helmet. After the blood knight screamed, he drew out the halberd again and put the sword into the sword. The halberd struck another blood knight approaching him.

Selire ignored the amber spears flying around him and the arrows passing over his head. He attacked like a madman. After Obion Island, he had not encountered anyone who could do this for a long time. Enemies are excited. After he deflected the blood knight's sword, he swung out his halberd and tore the horse's neck. Then he raised the halberd and hit the blood knight's chin.

The heavy iron gate made a heartbreaking sound as it vibrated, and the North City Gate was opened by the defenders. Talos, who was riding a giant stag, was like a moving mountain. He rushed out majestically, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble. Immediately afterwards, the elves on war horses formed a silver torrent, breaking through the curtain of darkness. The swords with cold light shone in the dark night, like falling stars.

The Morr Black Guards came out one after another, their black armor flashing with cold light, their eyes burning with the passion for battle, and they faced the coming battle without fear. Finally, the finale is the Triceratops, its huge body casting a huge shadow in the firelight and darkness, and the ground shakes with the vibration of its footsteps.

The Triceratops was free. It opened its big beak and let out a loud roar. The sound echoed in the darkness like thunder. Its roar seemed to be the release of restraints, displaying a majestic and mighty momentum. The earth shook continuously. It seemed to crush all enemies blocking its path into pieces, as if it were a god dominating the battlefield.

As judged before, Maranur's timing was very good, and the cold lizard fear knights were entangled with the vampire blood knights. Under his leadership, the temporarily formed Raven Knights drew an arc on the battlefield and rushed to the rear of the Blood Knight. He wanted to open the distance between the Elf War Horse and the Crazy Cold Lizard. He wanted to block the Blood Knight. On the retreating passage.

"Here we come," said the Aenir Spellsinger under Baine's command.

Instead of bringing his creation out of the Shadow Forest, the cunning Delt Hesnich stayed in the Shadow Forest, if... there weren't so many ifs. He knew the battle on his side was lost, but he still Want to do something.