The Sun King's Evidence

Although Prince Sigvald is dissolute and obsessed with pursuing happiness in the mortal world, this does not mean that the Chosen Champion of Slaanesh does not have basic military level and military literacy. He knows deeply that his army has been in Zed since After being severely damaged in the Battle of Fka, the strength of the barbarian warriors who came in as reinforcements was not as strong as the direct troops they originally brought from the Kurgan Prairie.

Furthermore, Prince Sigvald could vaguely feel that Black Iron Motkin, the new Eternal Chosen One, was missing something. The Chosen Champion of Slaanesh didn’t know what it was? Is it a firm will, a determination to win, or a big strategic plan?

I don’t know, it seems like nothing is lacking, and yet everything seems to be lacking.

The Chosen Champion of Slaanesh has thought in his mind more than once that if Black Iron Motkin, as a Chaos Champion Lord, is destined to bring the Oracle of the True God of Chaos to the mortal world, there is no doubt that he is an outstanding Champion Lord. He had accomplished his goal, which was to bring endless pain and suffering to the mortal world.

However, the Eternal Chosen of Chaos should do more than that, but Motkin seems to be too obsessed with revenge. In fact, this Chaos invasion was extremely successful at the beginning, which is when it should be great.

But Motkin was obsessed with attacking the Osterland. He gave up the opportunity to go deep into the heart of the Nord Kingdom to burn, kill and loot. He gave up quickly defeating Bekafen and heading south along the Tarabek River to take Talabheim. Even Brunswick gave up the opportunity to gather an army of more than 100,000 beastmen by taking advantage of the resurrection of the Beastman Supreme Beast King Gotwal the Cruel. He also gave up the opportunity to fight with the group in the Chaos Sanctuary of the Brass Fortress in the Central Mountains. An opportunity for the Chaos warlords to unite.

After a successful start, Motkin had only two goals left in his mind. The first was to attack Von-Zhukov Castle, and the second was to attack Wolfenburg.

This is actually unreasonable to Prince Sigvald. Among other things, the defense of Von-Zhukov Castle is extremely strong, with powerful guns and more than 100,000 imperial defenders stationed inside, but Mott Jin insisted on fighting, and the result was that the Chaos army, which had plenty of troops, lost at least 100,000 people after forcibly capturing the Von-Zhukov Castle.

If the capture of Von-Zhukov Castle is of certain strategic significance, at least it will open the door to the Oster Territory, then Sigwald really can't think of Motkin's insistence on attacking Wolfenburg. Understood.

Wolfenburg is located on a huge rock and in a deep valley at the foot of the Central Mountains. It was originally a large fort built by the dwarves. The dwarves in the Central Mountains abandoned it for unknown reasons and was taken over by humans. It was originally A fortress designed to withstand long sieges and siege battles, this large castle had no strategic value, and there were no important treasures, artifacts, or cathedrals for the weak gods of the south worth mentioning. Mortkin had to go again. Why hit it?

Is there really a life-and-death hatred?

Even if you complete your revenge, you, Motkin, have spent so much energy and manpower just to kill the Elector's family and dig up their ancestral graves. Is it really worth it?

The Chosen Champion of Slaanesh couldn't understand Mortkin's thoughts, and Sigvald thought that all day long was revenge, wdnmd! Our Chaos army breaks into pieces and plunders everywhere in the empire, enjoying ourselves while robbing, how about having a banquet? Isn’t it good to enjoy every day in a state of drunkenness and dreams? Wouldn't it be nice to dress up beautifully and dance and massacre at the same time?

However, the orders of the Eternal Chosen God of Chaos are absolute, and Sigvald's adoptive father Slaanesh also asked his beloved son to obey Mortkin's orders. Sigvald had no choice but to carry out the siege of Herzig with complaints and dissatisfaction.

To sum up, the Chosen Champion of Slaanesh never planned to fight here from the beginning to the end. His plan was for the beastmen to ambush Ryan and then retreat to the central mountains.

As a result, thousands of beastmen collapsed without a fight the moment Ryan appeared. Thousands of people faced Ryan and some of his vanguard troops without even resisting. In this way, the entire army was defeated, with more than half of the casualties.

"Idiot!" Sigvald was standing on the commanding heights outside the city. Seeing this scene, the Chosen Champion of Slaanesh yelled: "Just twenty minutes! Just twenty minutes! What do these beastmen do? Even if it was eight thousand pigs! It took the Brittanians seven or eight hours to catch them all! In the end, they all collapsed in less than half an hour!"

"Master's beloved son, there are many enemies, very powerful troops, and very rich combat experience." Azazel, the demon prince of Slaanesh, said to Sigvald: "My master is not a god who is good at fighting. , Our troops are insufficient. At present, it is best to consider retreating for the time being. I told you, Ryan Malcador, is the brother of Fulgen, the purple phoenix of the new world. I failed once in the hands of Fulgen. Ryan I'm afraid it's even harder to deal with than Fulgrim."

"How come I don't know! But it's too late to retreat now!" Prince Sigvald's judgment is still very accurate. Now the Brittanian knights are rolling towards the Slaanesh Army. If they retreat at this time, they will It is a total collapse. The Slaanesh Legion is not as fearless as the followers of Khorne, nor is it like the Nurgle Legion who is particularly good at positional warfare and stupid warfare, nor is it like the Tzeentch Legion who has a lot of magic and tactics to protect them. .

We must make full use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses in order for the Slaanesh Legion to escape unscathed from this war.

Prince Sigvald first sent an order, and the barbarian warriors came to the front row with spears, axes and shields, forming a very tight formation. Sigvald had always looked down upon these Kurgans and Norscans. To the prince of Slaanesh, these barbarians are nothing more than cannon fodder.

Just as Sigvald expected, facing the Knight King Ryan and the Brittanian knights led by him, the barbarian warriors were undoubtedly defeated, disintegrated, fled in all directions, and lost all their honor, just like Like a bunch of lost dogs.

"Pfft." The champion chosen by Slaanesh couldn't help laughing wildly: "Idiots are really idiots. The role of these barbarians is to offer gorgeous death. Watching them go up and send them is just for fun. Do you really want to perform art? It depends on the Chaos Warriors and the Master’s chosen warriors.”

In the end, the hope of victory still fell on Prince Sigvald himself. The Chosen Champion of Slaanesh once again raised his shield and looked in the mirror: "Who is between me and the Knight King Leimei?"

"How can a Nord countryman be as good as you!" Slaanesh champion Baglai-Twisted Bane showed great courtesy to Sigvald.

"Hmm~" Prince Sigvald then asked the demon prince Azazel: "Which one is more beautiful, me or the Knight King Ryan?"

"A country bumpkin is not as beautiful as a prince." Azazel stuck out his tongue and said twistedly.

The Chosen Champion of Slaanesh was finally satisfied. He drew the Slaanesh Silver Sword, once again admired his handsome face as smooth as an oval under the blade of the silver sword, and then flew down from a high place.

At this time, the first few formations of the Slaanesh Legion had collapsed. The Knight King Ryan and the Lake God Witch Morgiana personally entered the battlefield. Behind them were the Holy Grail Knights and the white wolf knights who followed. The Teutonic guards led by Ulric followed.

The Old Guards, wearing half dwarven fine plate armor and bearskin hats, advanced under the cover of a large formation of knights on both wings. Their walking phalanx was so smooth that it was almost like art, which made the Slaanesh believers praise them endlessly. , and also complained that this group of people was too disciplined and lacked beauty. However, the phalanx of the Old Guards quickly exchanged fire with the barbarian army. There was a puff of white smoke, and in the distance, several rows of artillery units were already loading, and the Sun rocket launchers had already begun firing rockets. The judgment falling under the sky made the already unstable front of the Slaanesh Legion miserable. .

The Chaos Warriors ran into the lance formation led by the King of Knights himself. The gryphon Imperius took the lead in breaking through the Chaos Warriors' halberd formation. Its armor with a green salamander pattern was so hard that even Chaos Neither the warrior's halberd nor the sword could break through its defenses. Imperius opened his mouth and lightning swept past.

The Brittanian knights took the opportunity to charge forward. They followed the king they admired and loved, preparing for another glorious victory. The sound of the hooves of the Brittanian war horses was like the bells of doom on the battlefield. There was a resounding sound, killing the barbarian warriors and chaos warriors to pieces. Morgiana summoned chain lightning and a large forest of thorns, exploding and restraining the chaos warrior group. Veronica called from the sky. Meteors bombarded the assembled Chaos Warriors, while Aurora and Teresa were busy applying protective magic to the Old Guards and Knights. On this day, the knights and Old Guards who were at the forefront all enjoyed the ice. Barrier protection.

But the Slaanesh Legion did not sit still. The demon prince Azazel released a crazy and sharp howl, and a super-large Slaanesh magic caused a group of hundreds of knights and knights' retinues to fall into madness and despair. , they threw away their weapons, seemingly intending to enjoy the feeling of being alive for the last time before the end, frantically scratching their skin with their hands, tearing their burqas, and helplessly begging for the lady's salvation.

This time, their goddess did not disappoint them, shedding the redemptive light of the Lake Fairy from the sky. The goddess's magic shrouded the knights, helping them drive away corruption and restore their sanity. The fairy's beautiful figure flew in the sky, and the white-gold light she shed allowed the knights to temporarily get rid of the influence of Slaanesh's large magic and continue to charge.

In front of him, the Slain Legion could not withstand Ryan's attack. In Herzig City, Elector Edbrand decided to personally lead the Drakwald patrol battalion out of the city to fight after briefly discussing with General Scharnhorst for a while. To support Lane's army, the Elector himself went out with two thousand men, but then ordered Herzig to close the drawbridge and close the city gates.

"I can die, but this city must not fall." Edbrand told General Scharnhorst: "Unless we defeat the Slaanesh Legion, we must not open the city gate! No one can open the city gate. Not even possible!"

After saying that, the trumpet sounded, and the Elector himself led the personal guards onto the battlefield.

"...Yes!!!" The imperial general complied with the order with tears in his eyes, and then he angrily shouted at General Kuchler of Nuer: "What are you still looking at? Fire! There are many people in Chaos. Fight somewhere!”

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The knight army once rushed deep into the hinterland of the Slaanesh Legion, but now their offensive seemed unsustainable. Prince Sigvald, the Chosen Champion of Slaanesh, personally joined the battle group. Between the lightning and flint, the Slaanesh Silver Sword in his hand He cut through the throats of three knights, and behind him were the chosen warriors of Slaanesh who had roamed the northern wasteland for hundreds of years - the Mirror Guard Legion and a large group of Slaanesh demons.

The demons of Slaanesh have soft bodies and graceful steps. They twist their bodies, showing a kind of enchanting beauty. Every move they make is full of charm. Incomparably twisted, soft and melodious songs come from their mouths, even though The varying noises are enough to drive a mortal into confusion.

Even though the knights were determined, they still wavered and hesitated for a while after receiving such a demonic voice. The momentum of the attack slowed down, and the Slaanesh Army got a brief opportunity to reorganize. Prince Sigvald and the Demon Prince Azasay Er regrouped his troops, and Ryan now drew the Nemesis from his back.

The dazzling bright light pointed directly from the sword to the sky, lighting up the sky, and reflected the power of the fairy in the lake. White-gold ripples swept across the battlefield. Slaanesh's magic failed, and the knights and infantry regiments only felt themselves. His body was warm and his wounds were healing.

"We must unite!" The flames on the Nemesis burned, and Ryan pointed the Nemesis at the Mirror Guard towards the Slaanesh Legion: "For the lady and the king! For Britannia!"

"Ahhhh!" The morale of the army was high, and the blessings from the lady and the king made them fearless: "For the lady, for Britannia!"

The Imperial Army is also approaching. Elector Edbrand's giant eagle has entered the battlefield. The Slaanesh Army is about to face a double attack!

"Tsk!" Prince Sigvald sneered: "Knight King Ryan! Just wait!"

"For Slaanesh! For Chaos!!!" The demon prince Azazel of Slaanesh spread his wings and headed directly towards where Ryan was. The demons of Slaanesh and the chosen warriors of Slaanesh were suddenly ecstatic, and they sang loudly The Hymn of Slaanesh, announcing in the language of Slaanesh that they have won!

Azazel vowed to avenge his death by Fulgrim, the brother of Ryan. The demon prince's figure was as fast as the wind and shaped like lightning. The King of Knights raised his war hammer to block Azazel's blow to his throat, but he was sitting there. Imperius, who was down, could not withstand the phantom-like confusing swordsmanship of the Demon Prince of Slaanesh, and was forced to retreat. Ryan had to block again. In just one second, the King of Knights resolved six attacks on every vital part of him. Sword skills.

How could the Primarch of the Gray Knight, the Chosen Champion of the Lady of the Lake, and the Knight King of Britannia fail in this situation? Just before rushing into the battlefield, Ryan had prepared his stunt. As he continued to recite the Emperor's Mantra, a spiritual black hole that continued to collapse inward had been formed in his hands. When the blade of the sword was about to pierce his throat, Ryan was already ready!

The devil's time is activated!

Azazel's body was instantly shrouded by the power of Ryan's Bad House. Almost at the same time, the demon prince's body was shrouded in a black hole. Its body began to tear and spurt out blood, forming the basis of its existence in the mortal world. It was disintegrating, and finally split into twisted chaotic energy, and was sent back to the realm of chaos. The expression of the demon prince immediately changed from contented to frightened. In the end, it only had time to glance at the pale Knight King Ryan. , and was drawn into the black hole.

Azazel, the first demon prince under Slaanesh, was once again exiled from the mortal world.

Ryan, who had just dealt with Azazel, was overloaded with psychic energy and was still out of breath, met a hot blue man with shining golden light in the chaos, a beautiful blonde king wearing adamantine armor, and the god Slaanesh. Choose the champion Prince Sigvald.

Both parties recognized each other's identity, and Prince Sigvald was full of fighting spirit: "I recognize you!"

"I recognize you too!" Ryan gasped slightly: "It seems that we are destined to have a duel."

"Yes, our duel was so perfect!" Prince Sigvald suddenly glowed: "So, I decided that I can't enjoy such a perfect duel all at once, I decided to leave it for next time, Otherwise I won’t be able to stand it! Oh~oh oh oh oh! It feels so good! This is the smell!”

"???" Before Ryan could react, Prince Sigvald's magic mirror guards gathered all the supreme magic that unleashed Slaanesh. The strong reflection came towards him, stinging Ryan so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes. The King of Knights They had to reach out to cover their eyes. The knight army and later the Old Guards were forced to retreat in the face of such strong light. They had no time to cover their eyes and were controlled and confused by the illusion. They stood still and fell into dizziness. state.

"It's Sigvald time! The breasts are so perky!" These were the last words Sigvald left on the battlefield. When the bright light dissipated, the Chosen Champion of Slaanesh and his Mirror Guard Army had disappeared. Trace: "I will come back!"

The Chosen Champion of Slaanesh retreated with his bodyguards and a small number of Chaos Chosen Warriors.

Seeing that their coach had abandoned them, the more than 20,000 remaining members of the Slaanesh Legion let out a cry of frustration. The army then wavered and completely collapsed towards the central mountain range.

Ryan: "???"

Asuryan’s prophecy is not reliable either!

What about the exciting and passionate showdown that was promised?

Ran?

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