The Sun King's Evidence

"Duwu~~~"

"Duwu~~~~~~~"

The sound of horns from the south spread into the city.

"Duwu~~~~~~~"

The sound of ancient horns sounds from far to near.

The imperial troops who were still fighting a bloody battle in Brunswick couldn't help but turn their attention to the south.

Nurgle's army outside the city, the three Grote brothers also set their sights on the south.

Even Festus, the Chosen Champion of Nurgle who was planning to defeat the Cemetery Rose and execute Frederick in the city, was looking south.

Unfortunately, I couldn't see anything in the heavy rain, and the rain was so loud that I couldn't hear anything clearly.

However, the sound of the horn reminded Festus. The Chosen Champion of Nurgle remembered the current primary task assigned to him by his loving father, which was to destroy the Great Temple of Thalia in Brunswick. The punishment for Leah's regretful marriage (?) is Nurgle's top priority, taking precedence over everything else.

Thalia, the goddess of mercy, has two main temples. The largest one is in Britannia. It has gradually declined since the archbishop was kidnapped and sacrificed by Arkhan. Now the largest main temple is in Brunswick. Nurgle hates weddings. In return for his failure, his loving father will completely destroy the main temple of Salia!

Look at the enemies in front of you, a high-level death wizard in the sanctuary, the natural enemy of life (referring to Nurgle), a dragon, and the son of the sun holding a rune tooth and howling like a little tiger, Faith Tusi knew that it would take some time for him to win over them. The Nurgle God-chosen champion finally spat out his disdain. He waved his hand to signal the Nurgle demons to rush forward, while he stepped back. It was time to help his loving father share his worries: " Uncle Ga!"

"Feizi!" Kugas carried six steam tanks, a team of Nur armored troops, three Hellstorm rocket launchers, two Hellwind rapid-fire cannons, a light magic vehicle, four battle mages, and two battle priests. , two teams of Nur Musketeers, and the attacks of two Gray Knight veterans, the chief demon of Nurgle was too big, and it was too conspicuous.

It is so big that even ordinary imperial militiamen with a blunderbuss would have a hard time hitting it, let alone elites like the Nur Armored Army.

"Uncle Ga, let's retreat. We can't make ten thousand here!" Festus signaled to retreat.

"Okay, Uncle Ga listens to you. He will never do anything for the sake of face. It doesn't matter whether he makes money or not!" Kugas was really shocked, especially the silver bullets of the Nur Armored Army, which were either filled with mercury or not. It was soaked in holy water, which hurt it a bit, but Nurgle gave it special strength, but that's not what it's for here!

"Yes, just be happy!" Kugas punched Petain into a house, then slapped Fu Xi into the ground and embedded him.

The two guys Fei Ga immediately retreated and led the Nurgle legion towards the middle of the rich area in the south of the city, leaving behind a large group of Nurgle low-level demons.

As soon as these two guys withdrew, the pressure on the Nuer army suddenly dropped by several levels, and more reinforcements had arrived.

The roses in the cemetery rose, and the Supreme Dean of Amethyst Academy said to Frederic: "You'd better hope that your father is here with someone."

"What if not?" Frederick was still recalling the fear just now. He was now just a legendary junior strongman, and Festus was already close to a demigod. The huge gap made the Baron know that he still had There is a long way to go.

"Then we are all going to die here today." Elspeth said a cold joke, and then she confirmed the scarlet dragon's injuries: "Leave this place to me."

"Okay!" More Nuer troops were approaching from behind holding swords, shields and halberds. Frederick no longer hesitated. He nodded and rushed to the castle. After confirming that the Nurgle demons in the nearby neighborhoods had temporarily retreated, Tyr Commander Beatz ordered the gates opened.

"Frey! My son, are you okay!" Emilia quickly ran over and hugged her son. The Imperial Baroness said in shock: "Did you hear the horn sound? Is it your father here?"

"I don't know, the rain is too heavy and I can't hear clearly!" Frederick was dirty, and the Baron shook his head.

"Tirpitz! Telescope!" Emilia immediately became as fierce as a lioness, she screamed: "Quick!"

"I saw some queues, my Baroness, two or three thousand people...and horses, Baroness, I saw the horses!" Tirpitz came to the top window of the castle with a fine monocular and looked through the heavy rain. Look.

"Yes, Commander Tirpitz is right." Frederick also took a few glances, and the Baron nodded: "It's a horse, but it's too small, so I can't see clearly."

"Is that Zaneac's reinforcements?" Outside the city, Otto, the eldest brother of the three Grote brothers, shouted in the heavy rain: "Second brother, can you see clearly?"

"I think that's Zan Ek's reinforcements. Judging from the time, they should have arrived!" The second brother Ezerak nodded desperately: "Yes, they must have arrived~"

"But that could also be the Sun King Ryan and his Chivalrous Knights Crusaders!" Otto shouted.

Ezerak stopped talking, and only his third brother Gu Ruit didn't care.

"pray!"

"Um?"

"Pray to our good old father and ask Him what is coming," Otto roared.

"It's Breton!"

On the city wall, Marshal Rick Helberg also heard the sound of the horn. The old marshal was ecstatic. He slapped the wall stacks vigorously. The Rick guards under his command tried to take out their telescopes to see, but Helberg said excitedly. Without pausing: "No need, I say no need, that's the Breton bugle call. I was stationed on the border for a few years and I heard it every day. I know better than all of you what it is. It's not necessary." Look again, it’s the Brittanians coming!”

The imperial troops on the city wall all roared with excitement, and the Brittanians finally arrived!

"They are Brittanians." Outside the city, after his second brother Ezerach prayed briefly, he immediately put on a fat face and said: "The Brittanians are coming."

"Oh, no good." The eldest brother Otto shook his head repeatedly: "Damn it, Zan'Ek has been defeated, but there is no need to worry yet. The Breton army is still on Mosrib at this time, and we still have time to break through. This damn city gate.”

"City gate?" Ezerak shook his head: "The city gate is too strong and our siege weapons cannot destroy it."

"Indestructible?" Otto smiled. He pointed to the Reich Guards flag on the city gate. The huge imperial flag swayed back and forth irregularly in the unnatural wind, and hung in tatters on the flagpole. The high-hanging gryphon pattern fluctuates with the wind, strengthening their confidence: "My brother?"

"Understood." Ezerak held the staff tightly, and the bells on it kept ringing. The golden light on the flag of Rick's Guards flashed, as if he was fighting something, but in just a few seconds, Nurgle Under the heavy rain, the golden light went out, and green flames exploded from the military flag. The flaming flag fragments were scattered amidst the frightened and helpless screams of the imperial soldiers.

This was not over yet, and then all the rows of military flags on the city wall were on fire, and the imperial army was suddenly in chaos.

"Gate?" Otto then locked his sights on the gate. The 6-meter-high city gate was covered with criss-crossing iron fences instead of the usual oak, and he was standing ready at this time. It may be able to withstand the invasion of the army or even magic attacks for a short time, but it cannot resist them all at the same time, nor does it have such great power.

The gate had stood there for so long, and so few people had been able to reach it, that Nurgle had reason to be proud of his children.

The mortals still stood on every battlement and tower, holding on with furious determination. This thought made Otto giggle: "Of course, the gate."

The giant city-breaking hammer was branded with the Holy Emblem of Nurgle, and advanced under the leadership of seven blind river trolls. The top of the giant city-breaking hammer was the face of the Father of Plague, and his antlers reflected the brilliance of the plague. A green fire burned in His mouth, and the giant battering ram advanced slowly in the heavy rain. The Yankees around shouted "Nurgle! Nurgle! Nurgle!" as if they were ringing the city. Death knell.

The three Groat brothers had originally hoped to use Nurgle's heavy rain to consume more of the defenders' strength, but now it was too late. The horn sound was getting closer and closer, and they had to hurry up.

"Crash it!"

…………I broke through its dividing line…………

The sun's light penetrated the clouds tenaciously. In the south of the city, at the exit of the Reikwald Forest, a man and a horse took the lead in rushing out of the forest and leaping into the border of Brunswick's swamp plain. He wore a bridal jacket on his head. Tania's crown, carrying the artifact spear behind her back, my lord is here, hanging on the waist is the Nemesis, wearing the Gray Knight's master-level precision powered full body plate armor, and hanging on the chest are the dwarf artifacts of the Eight Peaks - the Heart of the Mountain and the Lady of the Lake. Artifact - Heart of Lilith.

The pure-blood elf war horse under the seat raised its front hooves, snorted and neighed excitedly.

It was pouring rain in Brunswick not far away, but the sun was shining directly above the visitor's head, and even the dark clouds faded under his power.

Dozens of vague figures soon appeared next to the knight. The strong wind blew across the plain. Dozens of vague figures had turned into entities, and each of them exuded an extremely sharp aura. There is no need to have any doubt. They are all knights who have experienced hundreds of battles and are not afraid of death. They are warriors who can only appear in legends.

They were wearing gorgeous and bright armor, holding majestic weapons, standing upright like javelins, guarding the king. The power hidden in the body that was ready to be released had broken through the clouds and reached the sky, following behind them for three whole days. Thousands of heavy cavalry slowly joined the battlefield, followed by Kislev cavalry, mules and horses, dwarf infantry phalanx, wood elf phalanx, and finally the free folk army.

With the appearance of the leading cavalry, the sound of horns sounded from far to near, and the Nurgle army outside the city felt great pressure.

This is a matter of course, this lineup is too star-studded - the knight queen Surya who defeated Sigvald, the lake goddess Morgiana, the red dragon Duke Bohemond, defeated Kemmler twice - Heinrich's Francois, the wise and courageous Regent Raun, the brave and hot-blooded Kalad who shocked the old world, the grassroots Marshal Raymond, the Czarina Katalin, the famous Kislev general Zhukov, the wood elf Twilight Sisters, Araloth the Valiant, Lord of Tasien Glades, Baldur the Crimson, Lord of the Norscan Dwarves, Veronica, Speaker of the Sorceress Assembly, and Caldo Diego, who joined halfway but shocked the world. .

Two hundred Holy Grail Knights followed closely behind.

Which one of these people is not a person whose name is passed down through the ages, and which one is not a hero with great military exploits.

But now no one can compete with the knight who is leading the charge, standing proudly at the front of the 30,000 cavalry. As the sun shines on him, everything about him is shrouded in a halo.

Ryan Malcador stretched out his hand to signal the knights to stop. His face was calm and his brows were slightly furrowed. Within his sight, Brunswick was burning, and at least seventy lines of black smoke were rising from the east and south walls. Nurgle's army was as numerous as the sea water, and also like a swamp forest covered with reptiles. During the heavy rain, the walls of the city were blazing with flames, jumping and undulating on the towering rocks like sails facing the wind, in the violent wind and rain. Spurred on by , poisonous plague flowers cling to the once glorious giant sculptures, and the magical light echoes the evil moon of Mosrib.

Braunschweig is like an island in a storm, a rock under a tsunami.

The fleur-de-lis flag was fluttering, the lion flag was shining in the sun, and the icon of the Fairy in the Lake always exuded a holy light. The knights saw with their own eyes the coming of the power of destruction. They saw that the heart of the empire was burning, and the city gate Deformed by the giant battering ram, many people had never seen such a huge enemy. At least half of the Crusaders had never left Britannia, and they couldn't help but hold their breath.

"Line up." Until Ryan's calm voice sounded, everyone woke up as if from a dream. The knights urgently and quickly assembled the army. The knights from all the principalities were now mixed together. On this day, they were not Lyonnassians or Mousillons. , Wynfort, Bordeaux, Carcassonne or other principalities, all are Bretons.

Ryan rode Grape II and flew past the front line like lightning.

"Berhemond, attack the left wing."

"yes!"

"Laun, attack the right wing."

"clear."

"François, Kalad, follow the king's flag and charge with me!"

"As you command!"

"The knights charged first, the mounted infantry covered the flanks, the dwarves and wood elves followed, and the elite infantry regiments and the Old Guard stayed behind to follow up."

"yes!"

A series of orders were issued, and the Chivalry Crusaders formed an army at an extremely fast speed. The attendants also brought Ryan his war mount, the great griffon Imperius. Ryan turned over and mounted the griffon, full of wildness. Imperius stretched his wings vigorously.

"Knights, my brothers, after a long journey, we finally arrived here." Ryan's voice passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and the King of Knights laughed loudly: "Now, what is left to us is extremely pure, my brothers , you have all seen that opposite is the famous Nurgle army. Their number is several times ours, and their strength is also several times ours. I know that many people are very tired after coming all the way. I have already told you I have asked for a lot, a lot, but today I still have very high demands on you, just because we are the Knights of Brittany! We have a duty to do so, and we take it for granted!"

"For the lady!" the knights burst into cheers: "It is our duty to do so, of course!"

"We are the best knights in the world, let us prove it now!" Ryan watched the Pegasus knights take off one after another, watched the enthusiastic and violent smiles on the faces of the 30,000 heavy cavalry, and listened to the sound of the mountains and rivers erupting. The roar made him feel satisfied: "Knights, where are your lances pointed?"

“Wherever the King points, we point!”

"Knights, have you ever been afraid!"

"My Lord is here, no fear! No fear! No fear!"

The exciting shouts penetrated the clouds, and the figure of the fairy in the lake appeared in the clouds. The goddess smiled appreciatively towards her brave knights and shed tears for them. She silently recited the holy words, divine power surged, and the sun shone on the earth. , on this day, every soldier of the Holy War received the blessing of the goddess.

The lance brigade was ready, and Lion looked at his people with great pride and sadness. The Sun King knew very well that many people would die here today.

But those young faces, those brave, passionate and vivid souls will always shine with gorgeous heroic appearance in this decaying and decaying world. This is immortality.

"Then let us rush to Charlemagne's throne and the city walls of Brunswick together, follow the king's banner, follow me, Lion Malcador, to start this ultimate chivalrous battle, and let us use our lances to stab Through Chaos, let us slay evil with our swords, and let us teach Nurgle and his minions what terror comes from Britannia!"

"This is the final war, let us unite until death, until the end, until the end of the world!"

"Forward! Forward! Forward!"

"For the lady! For Britannia, for the old world and all civilizations, knights, follow the king and use our courage to break through the darkness!"

"Until the end!"

"Onward, Sons of Britannia!!!"

"Duwu~duwu~" the horns sounded.

The land of the Old World is once again boiling with the sound of the hooves of the sons of Britannia.

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