The Sun King's Evidence

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Dark clouds are hovering in the sky, black mountains are swaying, and clouds are flying around the ancient battlefield.

Blackfire Pass, the only way for the greenskins to invade the empire, a battle is taking place.

The sky with lightning and thunder was filled with the sound of spells exploding. Wizards from the empire were engaging in spell duels with green-skinned shamans and goblin shamans one after another. When the empire's artillery roared, When the sound was heard, the greenskin's trebuchets and goblin throwing devices also fired at each other, each time plowing deep trenches in the opponent's formation.

"Waaagh!"

"Waaaagh!"

"waaaaaaaaaaagh!"

Rushing like the sea, as majestic as the mountains, and endless as the starry sky, countless green-skinned armies rolled in from the other side of the Blackfire Pass. How many were there? No one knew the number of people, but everyone could only see within sight the vast and endless tide of green skins swarming towards the human military formation.

At this time, Frederick was riding a pure-blooded elf war horse and stood among the Blackstone Guards and the Nuer Iron Armor Army. The Baron held the reins of the war horse and faced Jubal Fok, the commander of the Nuer Iron Armor Army, who was standing behind him. Justice Noor Theodor Bruckner said with a smile: "He is indeed a green-skinned guy. He is known as the tumor of the world and the cancer of the world. Look at this huge number, not to mention goblins, even the green-skinned guys. There is just as much water as there is sea water, and we are like fine sand on the shore."

"We will be the rock on the cliffs of the coast, my baron." Jubal Fogg, just as Geert had judged in his heart, had some objections to Frederick's "dog-licking behavior". Fortunately, he was also like Geert. As Walter judged, Frederick was young and vigorous after all, and everyone could barely accept it.

"Don't worry, my baron, any enemy, I will tear them to pieces!" Justice Noor said coldly and calmly.

"Very good." Frederick looked at the big scene in front of him. Thousands of Orcs were already engaged with the human army. Halberdiers and pikemen formed a thick battle line, covering the green-skinned The charge was firmly suppressed on the narrow road in the canyon. The musketeers and crossbowmen fired continuously. The bombardment of artillery fire swept across the field. Hundreds of meters of greenskin were blown to pieces in this round of volleys. The sound of the steam tank cannon is so special, like sweet music, and rows of greenskins fall with every hit.

"Waaagh! Smash this piece of shit for me!" A group of green-skinned boys approached a steam tank with weapons raised. They forcibly withstood the firepower of the small steam cannon on the tower base and blasted the rough battle ax against the thick steel plate. , with a bang, the weapon was bounced away, and then, the steam tank retreated slightly, then suddenly moved forward like a pig.

Seven or eight greenskins were instantly swallowed up by the tracks of the steam tank, turning into a large mass of flesh and blood mixed together!

"Oh my god, this iron lump is really evil!" The remaining green-skinned boy quickly backed away.

The imperial scouts and pistol cavalry led all the greenskins to the Blackfire Pass as much as possible. The imperial army knew very well that if they did not stop the greenskin frenzy here, they would sweep across the entire Iveyland until The whole empire.

Unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable.

"Giants!" Several giants rushed into the battlefield under the shouts of the green-skinned warlords. They waved their big sticks and swept them to the ground. A row of several meters long halberdiers were blasted into the sky. The imperial provincial corps Looking at the behemoth in front of him with fear, how fragile the tiny human beings looked in front of this giant.

The giants hardly use any tactics. They only need to raise their big sticks and sweep hard, and two or three rows of infantry will be blasted into the sky. The human formation becomes chaotic, and the green boys and goblins take the opportunity to rush forward. At this time, the human army will have to pay more casualties.

"Ultimate Alchemy!" Finally, Galt appeared. The royal chief wizard raised his staff of Wolan, and the Pegasus flew across the sky like a rainbow. The giant was concentrated by the metal torrent, and it covered its legs in horror. , the scorching golden molten flow engulfed its knees and cut his body into two pieces. Then Galt chanted the magic spell again, and several golden retrievers appeared out of thin air, tripping the giant to the ground: "Go up! Soldiers of the Empire We! For the Emperor, for Holy Terra!"

"For Holy Terra!" The Eldrad Guards rushed forward bravely, and dozens of fine iron spears penetrated the giant's eye sockets and skull, killing the giant. Then the great alchemist waved his magic wand, and a curtain of light appeared. Shrouded in war, as the greenskins rush through the veil.

Ten Hellwind rapid-fire cannons have been activated under the control of Nuer engineers. The barrels rotate rapidly, and the tongues of fire are like meat grinders, blasting the green boys into pieces.

Frederick had studied in Nuer for many years and was well versed in the doctrine of fire superiority and cross-fire. Relying on the cliff terrain, he asked the musketeers to cross the formation and deliberately released a narrow passage. When the greenskins thought they were looking for When the gap finally reached the point where they could fight hand-to-hand with the human shrimps, what was waiting for them was the volley of Nur armored troops. These Nur prides opened fire like a violent storm, and the greenskins were firmly blocked. No advance.

A giant Anaknari Queen Spider roared forward, and the Goblin Shaman above howled like a little waaagh! Magic, a green light hit an imperial captain. The imperial captain immediately danced. He desperately tried to reach out through the armor to scratch the itch on his body. But the moment he relaxed his vigilance, a green captain Pi Xiaozi came down with an ax and dented his helmet. A stream of bright red liquid poured down his forehead and face. The Imperial Captain fell to the ground and was then disemboweled and chopped into several sections.

"Give me the musket!" Frederick grabbed a long-barreled rune gun from the attendant. The baron raised the gun, held the scope, and pulled the trigger two seconds later.

"Boom!" Two hundred meters away, the Goblin Shaman's head exploded like a watermelon. Accompanied by the excited shouts of the human army, the Giant Spider Queen lost command and was immediately engulfed by the flames of the artillery.

"Take it!" Frederick threw the blunderbuss into the attendant's arms, and then immediately shouted at the cannon gunner next to him: "Move the cannon body eight degrees and twenty minutes to the right, and move the elevation angle up one degree and eight minutes!"

"Yes!" The engineer immediately moved the cannon. He quickly turned the cannon's muzzle and adjusted its elevation.

Next, the cannon opened fire, and the whizzing solid rounds blew a Goblin dive-bombing catapult in the distance into a ball of scrap metal.

"The Godfather is back!" The fight in the sky came to an end. A bipedal flying dragon smashed into the green waves with wounds all over its body, killing several green-skinned boys, a dozen goblins and a Goblin Wolf Chariot. It was smashed into pieces, and the green-skinned warlord fell down at the same time.

But on the other side, the largest gryphon in the empire, Deathclaw, was also crumbling. It tenaciously spread its wings to allow itself to land easily, and at the same time, the emperor of the empire, Karl-Franz, who was riding on him, could land safely.

"It's the godfather!" Frederick looked at his godfather. In the chaos of the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people were fighting at the same time, the death claws were so conspicuous. The baron's expression quickly turned bad: "Oops. Deathclaw is wounded!"

The emperor's best helper was obviously seriously injured, but under everyone's attention, it still landed smoothly. The giant beast blew a hurricane in the air and twisted around in the sky of Black Fire Pass for a long time. After that, he finally landed smoothly among Rick's guards. Amidst the cheers and shouts of these loyal emperor's guards, Emperor Karl-Franz had just got off the gryphon when he was killed by Marshal Rick. Heilberg and Flag Officer Schwartzhammer surrounded him.

The emperor was covered in blood. He had just defeated a big greenskin warlord, but the opponent was obviously not the leading warboss, so the emperor's efforts only made the greenskins' offensive slightly slower.

The emperor actually had some regrets in his heart. He felt that he should not have personally gone out into battle and fought hand-to-hand with the green-skinned warlord riding a wyvern on the opposite side, causing the Deathclaw to be seriously injured. Even if the great griffon's life was not in danger, the emperor had to face it. He was about to lose his best helper in this war.

"Your Majesty, how is the Death Claw?" Marshal Rick Kurt Helberg asked the emperor. The Death Claw was loaded onto the luggage cart. It will set off immediately and be sent back to Brunswick by the Emperor's attendants. Go.

"It will definitely be able to fly again." Karl-Franz wanted to force out a smile, but the emperor quickly realized how ferocious his smile would look now, so the emperor did not try again, he just stretched out his hand to the attendant. There was a large glass of ale, and he drank it down in one gulp. Then he took the reins from the Rick guard, turned over and mounted his own half-blood elf war horse: "How's the battle going, Curt?"

"We are resisting the invasion of tens of thousands of greenskins." Marshal Heilberg frowned: "The current situation is still under control. Our soldiers are all warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. My military will As tenacious as steel, each of our men can fight one against five. The greenskins may never realize that their ranks are too dense for our fire to lose. Our artillery can find the best As long as we can hold our position at Blackfire Pass, let the greenskins do it!"

After hearing this, the emperor felt a little relieved, and he immediately went to a high place to observe the situation.

The Nuer Army and the Thor Army on the left had a relatively easy time. Thanks to the extremely terrifying firepower of the Nuer Army, the tenacious fighting style of the Thor Leader, and the endless Qianmen spells of the great alchemist Galt, the green-skinned The offensive was firmly contained.

Rick's army in the Chinese army is still holding on. Two legions have lost more than half, and five legions have suffered more than 30% casualties. However, thanks to the power of the steam tanks and the unremitting fighting of the Franz Guards Legion, the morale of the Imperial Army is high. .

On the right wing, the protagonist is a powerful ogre mercenary. This is the famous Big Maw tribe mercenary. They accepted Marius's hiring and came to fight for the Iveyland. The ogre headed by The warlord wore an oversized mandarin jacket, trousers, and an enlarged and widened kite-feathered gentleman's hat. It was like a god of war sweeping over the weak green-skinned boy.

"I'm thinking this big guy is so awesome! Kids, come with me." A big green-skinned guy greeted a large group of green-skinned guys. It raised its strong arms: "Let's go, let's go." Let’s go, let’s walk east, west, south, and don’t look back until we bump into the south wall!”

"Hoo~" General Big Stomach took a deep breath, and it spit out a large ball of flames that surged like a huge wave, blowing the entire group of greenskins into flaming residue.

"For the big stomach god! For eating, eating, eating, eating, eating!"

"For the Gourmet God!" The ogres marched forward bravely.

Marius Leitdorf actually let the ogre mercenaries take the lead. It was a very strange decision, but at this time this decision had a miraculous effect. The greenskins were afraid of the powerful fighting power of the ogres, and Ivey The leader's army was able to get a chance to breathe and reload space. Twenty-eight cannons and fifteen mortars opened fire at the same time under the squealing order of the Elector Marius. This time, hundreds of greens were eliminated in one salvo. Skin.

"If we can persist like this, we will definitely be able to win the final victory." Heilberg is confident about this.

The situation seemed to be favorable to the imperial army, but the emperor was still frowning. He asked Marshal Rick: "It doesn't look right. Why are there only green boys and goblins attacking us, and the behemoth army only has giants and a small number of soldiers?" Giant Spider, where are the other elites? There is no way that a hundred thousand green-skinned army would not be without the green-skinned big guy, the green-skinned war pig brigade and even the black orcs."

"It's not clear. Maybe the green-skin elites are still on the way, or have turned to attack elsewhere?" Heilberg shook his head. Marshal Rick always remained optimistic about the battle situation: "We are heading towards Torrent Pass, Horn Keep, Eternal Peak and Eighth Route Army." Fengshan has sent out documents asking for help, maybe the dwarves are fighting with the green-skinned elites."

"I hope so." The emperor was still worried, and he quickly said seriously: "Where are my Rick guards?"

"Right behind you!" Heilberg roared loudly, and hundreds of Reik Guards were ready to go. They shouted together: "For Charlemagne, for the Empire, for Gael Maraz!"

"Where are Ivan and his gryphon knights?" the emperor asked next.

"They are already hiding in the forest over there, ready to attack the enemy from the side at any time, just waiting for your order, my majesty." Heilberg continued.

"Very good!" The emperor finally felt relieved. He knew very well that the empire's heavy cavalry were not riding the kind of good horses from Britannia. They could not keep their physical strength by repeatedly charging back and forth. Therefore, the emperor's plan was Hammer and Anvil tactics, the imperial infantry regiments hold the line, use long-range firepower to consume and attack the greenskins, and then use the Riker Guard to bypass the flanks and hit the greenskins on the rear like a heavy hammer, and finally use the side charge of the Griffin Knights. Decide the outcome of the battle.

The battle in the next few hours may be the emperor's most difficult battle since the Battle of Blood Pines. The imperial army is like a steel line of defense, firmly blocking the green tide's attack. The surging green tide is rolling in like a flood. Come, shouting a ferocious war cry, Gorge Mao's strength even overwhelms the praise of the Emperor Charlemagne, waves of thousands of goblins and orcs fall down, and huge savage monsters attack There are well-trained imperial infantry in array.

The human army was not just passively beaten. When the greenskins were firmly blocked by uniform pikemen, sword and shield soldiers or halberdiers, the musketeers behind the military formation warmly welcomed these greenskins with one volley after another. Guys, the flashing light of black powder and the loud explosion in the barrel are accompanied by the death force of bullets shot out from the black hole of the muzzle. The goblins often scream and retreat when they see the volley. These guys who are greedy for life and fear of death are very interested in shrimps. Not as scared as their bullets.

But it was difficult for the green-skinned boys to be scared away by the muskets. They forced their way into the Imperial army formation, and even with seven or eight spears embedded in their bodies, they still used machetes and axes to cut into the soldiers' simple breastplates and flesh. Cut into two pieces, the Imperial soldiers at this time must struggle to hold on until the hammer and anvil tactics are played, when the Hellstorm rocket launchers and Hellwind rapid-fire cannons fire together, and when the cannons, mortars and Elector Marius make pig noises When they sing in unison, the greenskin's offensive will be temporarily interrupted.

At this time, the emperor will quickly issue orders, and the knights on foot and the great swordsmen will quickly outflank them, completely destroying the greenskin troops that are still entangled with the imperial front.

The arrival of the Nuer army made the empire's firepower advantage so obvious that within a few hours of the war, all the greenskin's long-range war machine positions had been destroyed.

Frederick's artillery genius was fully demonstrated in this battle. The terrifying Baron could directly issue orders for the artillery to adjust the shooting angle by relying solely on visual judgment and mental arithmetic. The veteran heavy cannon "Emmanoli" from Noor "Punch" shattered the head of a river troll with one shot under the baron's personal fire.

"For the Golden Throne! For Holy Terra!" The great alchemist Galt led his alchemy apprentices to release spells everywhere on the battlefield. Metal torrents rolled, and sheets of flames, meteorites, and lightning fell on the green-skinned military formation. Among them, the imperial wizards used very dangerous spells. Unfortunately, many imperial soldiers were hit by their own spells and turned into ashes, minced meat, charcoal, or relatively complete corpses. There was no doubt that the green skinned casualties were greater. Big waaagh that keeps appearing on the battlefield from the beginning! Spells and little waaagh! There are fewer and fewer spells, which means that the great alchemist has taken the initiative in the battle, at least on the magical level.

A few hours later, the greenskin's attack continued, and the Imperial Army began to feel exhausted. The soldiers who came on the forced march only felt that their legs were as heavy as lead, and they could hardly lift the weapons in their hands.

One after another, the legions fell and were swallowed up by the greenskins. One after another, the organized armies were wiped out. The corpses of humans and greenskins were piled together, almost becoming a solid fence.

At this time, only the emperor himself rode a war horse through the military formation, loudly boosting morale, telling the soldiers that no matter how big the empire is, Brunswick is behind us. We have no way to retreat, we can only fight to the bitter end!

Leadership +8!

The imperial army struggled to hold on while crumbling.

But the greenskins also began to lose morale. These crazy beasts had left tens of thousands of corpses in the Blackfire Pass. After several hours of hard fighting, the goblins were timid and refused to move forward. The greenskins began to Feeling boring, they have been attacking for several hours, but they have not entered the vast and fertile plains to burn, kill and loot as the boss promised.

Maybe Brother Gomao didn't bless this war?

The observant emperor immediately realized the chance of victory. He felt that it was almost done. Under his order, more than 500 Rick guards all got on their horses. Behind them, there were thousands of imperial knights ready to go. When the emperor was still hesitating whether to send out the gryphon knights hiding in the nearby woods to end the battle.

In the afternoon, a louder horn sound came from the other end of Blackfire Pass.

The commotion comes from the east.

Under the leadership of more than 800 big green-skinned war pigs, five legions of green-skinned pigs and three legions of black orcs are joining the battlefield at an extremely fast speed!

Behind them, two huge stone statues that are twenty to thirty meters high are walking into the Black Fire Pass in a way that goes against common sense.

It’s the legendary Gomao Stone Statue!

Before the emperor could take a breath, at the front of more than 800 green-skinned war pigs, the green-skinned warlord dominated this giant waaagh! The big green-skinned warboss finally appeared. It was taller and as strong as Ryan's brother Angron. It was the largest warboss the emperor had ever seen. Under its seat was a ferocious giant war pig. Hanging on the bleeding head of a Stirland general, the green-skinned warlord raised his huge battle ax above his head and waved it vigorously while roaring and war-crying, charging ahead with a pig in the lead.

"Waaagh!"

"waaaaaaaaaaagh!"

"Young guys! Your boss is here, here is Wogaz-Ironjaw! Come with me! Charge these shrimps to death! Let us enter!"

"Enter! Enter! Enter!"

The entire battlefield was enveloped by some kind of green energy, and all the greenskins were ecstatic and violent.

Morale is restored!

Brother Gomao is watching us!

"For Brother Go and Brother Mao, Waaagh!"

This is the greenskin's counterattack!

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