The Sun King's Evidence

"It is rumored that there has always been a White Wolf Paladin in the Osterland. The great monk known as the Sage of the Wolf and the Mentor of the Wolf punishes evil and eliminates evil here, fights against all evil, and even assists the Elector to completely cleanse an entire country. All the filthy things in the Shadow Forest, I think this wolf sage and wolf mentor is talking about you, right? One person single-handedly challenged five chaotic mammoth war elephants and taught Oleg von Ruko Isn’t it you that this mysterious person who is a strong man in the Holy Realm is you?”

The first one to react was the Butcher King. Agrim Iron Fist carried the Ax of Dagor on his shoulders and said to Leman Russ, the Primarch of the Space Wolves.

"Yes, it's me." Leman Russ raised his head triumphantly. His voice was full of hoarseness and vicissitudes, but Russ still retained his original wildness and vitality: "You guessed it right! Dwarf !Want a sip of Fenris Mead?”

"Oh, I understand. You are the one who ate eight cows in one meal, rode a manticore in the Shadow Forest, had sex with twenty-five women in one night, and collected Oster's corruption tax. He spent the most unforgettable night in his life by stripping naked and locking him in the pen of a rutting bull. He also tricked a group of righteous pilgrims and ascetics into going for a winter swim in the freezing cold. Finally, he stuffed a gecko into the Bull Knights' building. Inside the lining of the armor of the mentor Leopold von Zhukov, watching him jumping around and almost falling off the city wall because of itching?" The Butcher King took a small note and then asked: "I understand, yes. Is it you who is said to have no virtue?"

"Yes, I did it all, I admit it!" Russ was even happier. He put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly: "You are a dwarf who can talk a lot!"

Aralos felt that the guy in front of him might have some brain circuit problems. The wood elf originally wanted to scold him, but considering that he had already incurred Lilith's anger because of his mistake, he decided to keep silent. The wood elf hero even had some I am happy to see this scene, that is, the Butcher King Agrim Iron Fist is facing off against the strong man in front of him.

Best to fight.

Sure enough, the always very straightforward Butcher King said directly: "The people of Ost are falling into the biggest crisis in history. The disaster caused by Chaos has tortured this ancient land. What are you doing at this time? Be an animal tamer. ? Or are you proud of your own stupid actions?"

"I got his order to go to the Far East to look for this ancient animal." Russ didn't pay attention to the Butcher King's sarcasm. He pointed at the two black and white giant bears that were eating fresh animal meat: "My The journey took more than a year and I came back late.”

"It's late, but it's not too late. We still have things to do." The Butcher King motioned for Russ to follow him: "Very good, the two of us, plus this forest elf boy, let's see what we can do for Wall." What's Finburg doing?"

Russ snored in dissatisfaction and whimpered a few times in his throat. As a Primarch, he never obeyed the orders of anyone except the Emperor, but now the overall situation is more important, and the Butcher King did not regard him as a subordinate. Ruth finally nodded.

"By the way, elf boy, what's your name?" Agrim Iron Fist then remembered that they had walked together, and the Butcher King didn't know the name of this wood elf yet! They usually call each other using nicknames such as "pointy ears", "dwarf", "elf boy" and "little short legs".

Sure enough, a black line appeared on Araloth's head: "Araloth! Araloth - the brave man, the divinely chosen champion of Queen Alaire of the Royal Court of Esrail Woodland! Lord of Tasien Woodland!"

"Araros? There is no such person?" Agrim Iron Fist took out a small note from his body and searched it carefully.

Phoenix King Fenuba, 460

Everqueen Alarielle, 553

Warlord Tyrion, 616

High Archmage Teclis, 564

Imrik, Prince of Caledor, 326

Prince Aerys, Eltharion, 435

The Butcher King searched through the group of names but couldn't find Aralos's name. Agrim complained: "I understand, the unknown person is talking about you, right?"

"Fuck me..." Aralos felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his head.

"Okay, now is not the time to argue. Come with me." Russ was very interested in this scene at first, but he soon realized that now is not the time to talk about this: "Are you planning to come to help the empire?"

"Of course!" The Butcher King raised his ax and roared: "The dwarves will always remember the Holy Alliance!"

"That's right, this is Lilith's intention." Aralos said awkwardly, "before she changes her mind."

"Then come with me!"

Under the leadership of Leman Russ, this elite group of more than 300 people moved much faster, because Russ was very familiar with the Shadow Forest. He led everyone quickly through the forest, along many hidden paths. and shortcuts in the forest, and the dwarves and wood elves followed.

After spending several hours, after the sky had completely darkened, everyone hid in a stream and canyon in the forest.

In the forest and snowfield, an army of more than 100,000 people is marching. They are huge and the army is covered in darkness to the end of the sight. There are hundreds of barbarian warbands, dozens of chaos warbands and chaos warbands. , hundreds of Chaos Champions and Chaos Gods Chosen, a dozen Chaos Demon Legions, hundreds of Chaos Monsters and Behemoths, as well as a large number of Demon war machines and siege towers, the Chaos army is moving in the direction of Wolfenburg go ahead.

"Oh my god, Mr. Granny, how many are our enemies? Fifty thousand? Eighty thousand? Or one hundred thousand?" The Butcher King looked at the size and direction of the Chaos army from a distance, and he was very excited: "What a glorious day. It’s coming soon!”

"It is impossible for the defenders to defend Wolfenburg." Alalos' focus was not there. He said to everyone: "We only have more than 300 people and the enemy has at least 100,000. We should advise the defenders to abandon Wolfen." Fort.”

"A real man would not make such a suggestion, you eggless coward!" Leman Russ sneered unceremoniously: "Pointy Ears is so stupid, thinking about retreat and escape all day long, I'm here We knew that during the Great Crusade.”

"Then what do you think we should do?" Aralos felt like he was going to get angry when he stayed with these two guys.

"We can't do anything." Russ narrowed his eyes, his amber pupils showing caution: "I can deal with three hundred, five hundred, seven hundred or even one or two thousand such Chaos Warriors. But even I can't deal with so many enemies. The wolf must learn to choose its own prey, otherwise it will not be a qualified alpha wolf. What we have to do now is to rush back to Wolfenburg as soon as possible and tell Varmir and Ole The situation here, damn, if my wolf guards were here..."

"In three days at most, this army of chaos will arrive at Wolfenburg Castle." The Butcher King agreed.

"Then we must hurry."

"No rest, leave as soon as possible and arrive at Wolfenburg as early as possible. This will give us more time to understand the strength and defense of the castle."

"Well, I hope Wolfenburg has enough food. I don't like eating dry food soaked in water."

"You'll have enough food."

After everyone made their decision, they stopped talking and rushed towards Wolfenburg.

One day later, on the outskirts of Wolfenburg, the Leinster Gorge was only five kilometers away from Wolfenburg.

"What?" Aralos and Agrim were extremely surprised by what the powerful and wild human in front of them said: "Knight King Lion Malcador is your biological brother? Dear, brother?!"

"That's right, brother, what, is there a problem?" Russ squinted his eyes, his face full of indifference: "I don't know why he wanted to give me more brothers, but since father said he is, then That's it, fortunately, watching his rise is not an embarrassment to our brothers, but he still has a long way to go before he can stand alone."

"How many brothers do you have?" Araros couldn't help but ask: "The old farmer named Angron? Or the purple phoenix named Fulgrim? Or the demigods of different colors at Ryan's wedding? ?You guys look nothing alike.”

"They are all." Russ smiled and showed his fangs: "There were originally twenty-one people who could fight like me, but now there are only sixteen left including Ryan."

"Well, brother, Angron, Fulgrim..." Agrim Iron Fist quickly took out another small piece of paper and retrieved the value given by the High King.

Fulgen, 666*

Angron,??6* (limited information)

"Don't look, little dwarf." Ruth's wild voice sounded: "Wolfenburg, we're here."

"You are only young, your whole family is young!" Agrim muttered angrily.

After saying that, Leman Russ slapped the black and white giant bear he was sitting on hard. The giant bear howled a few times, took steps, and rushed towards the gate of Wolfenburg.

A whole pack of wolves followed quickly behind.

The gate of Wolfenburg was immediately called open by Riemann Russ. As the city gate opened, citizens and refugees gathered to watch the arrival of this powerful mentor.

His return brought endless confidence to the Oster leader who was struggling before the chaos craze.

"He's here! It's him! It's him! It's Mr. Wild Wolf! He's back!"

"Charlemagne! He is back at the critical moment to save us Auster leaders!"

"He's still alive!"

"Your Excellency Wild Wolf, Osterland needs you, Wolfenburg needs you!"

The city was full of rancid stench and people's strong body odor. When the Oster leaders of Wolfenburg saw Leman Russ appearing outside the gate, it was as if they had seen the savior. They crowded up , first excited, then crying.

Leman Russ calmly accepted the praise and help from leader Oster. He nodded around, then spread his hands and motioned for everyone to get out of the way: "Where is that bastard Oleg? Get out of here!"

The wood elves and dwarf butchers looked at the city, which looked more like a barrel filled with pork than a castle. The Butcher King shook his head. He paid attention to the city defense army and found that most of them were temporary conscripts: "Most of them are too old, or too young. What can these guys do without beards?"

"Their eyes are full of fear." Araloth said disdainfully: "The short-lived ghosts are not even ready for war."

The conversation between the elves and the dwarves made the Ost leaders glare at them. No one wanted to rub salt into their wounds. However, considering that they were reinforcements, the stubborn Ost leaders just cursed at them and did not take action.

"Mentor! Mentor!" Oleg squeezed out from the crowd. When Baron Wolfen saw the appearance of Leman Russ, he couldn't help but trembled with his hands. The Norse conqueror no longer had the previous pride, but Like a rooster that has lost a fight, it feels ashamed to see anyone: "It's all my fault. It was my Great Expedition that made things like this..."

"This is not a problem about the Great Crusade, Oleg." Leman Russ looked at his heir coldly, with a reproachful look on his face: "You did the right thing about the Great Crusade, and you did a good job. But you let arrogance and complacency envelope your heart, and you were immersed in the glory of the past. I think I must have taught you that as an excellent wolf, you must always be vigilant. Even when eating, your every You should always keep an eye on what’s going on around you.”

After saying that, Leman Russ walked directly towards the direction of Bull Castle.

"However, no one thought that Kislev would lose so quickly." Oleg chased after him, and Baron Wolfen said reluctantly: "Their failure..."

"It's not their failure! It's your failure!" Leman Russ immediately turned around and grabbed Oleg's collar. The wild wolf roared ferociously: "Don't make excuses! Wolves never Will make excuses for failed hunt!!!”

"Yes...yes." Oleg was so yelled that stars appeared in his eyes. He lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"Where is your father?" Russ knew that it would be useless to criticize his heir now. He took a deep breath, shook off his heir's collar, and asked Oleg.

"Inside the inner fort." Oleg pointed in the direction of Bull Fortress.

"Very good." Leman Russ motioned for everyone to follow him. Araros and Agrim looked at each other and immediately motioned to follow.

The inner castle gate opened.

The elector of Osterland, Vamir von Zhukov, a slightly wealthy elector with two long thin beards and a goatee, frowned and asked Leman Russ. : "An army?"

"The army of Chaos is pouring out and heading this way, Vammir." Leman Russ said to the Osterland nobles in the inner castle hall: "Get ready, they will arrive at the city in two days at most. "

"How many people?" Someone in the inner castle asked immediately, and everyone became excited.

"At least one hundred thousand people." Leman Russ's expression was very calm: "One hundred thousand troops, the essence of the Chaos army, they have only one purpose, and that is to wipe Wolfenburg off the map, just like Von-Ru Just like Corfe Castle.”

Vamir von Zhukov tightened his grip on the rune fang hanging on his waist, and the Elector was silent for two seconds.

"Let them come!"

"Gather all the strong men and distribute weapons! Take the time to train!"

"Wolfenburg will be Motkin's tomb!"

"Or... it's ours!"

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