The Sun King's Evidence

PS: Sorry for being late, it’s really difficult to write at the end.

"Go forward~~~!"

On the left wing, Berhemond personally led the knights of Bastogne to charge at the front. Two hundred knights of Bastogne formed the vanguard of the front. They were shouting and shouting under the leadership of Berhemond himself. , the cavalry swept across the lowlands. With the blessing of the fairy in the lake, the knights' horses' hooves were as smooth as the ground, and they rushed forward bravely.

In terms of the three-way battle, Bohemond's road was relatively easy. Gotrit's army of spitters had already lost most of its elites in the process of fighting all the way from Nord. Although it later added a lot of beasts, The human army, but Duke Bohemond is known as the "Beast Killer". He is the nemesis of the beastmen. The knights of Bastogne under his command have never lacked wars with the beastmen in their ancient history, and compared with the beastmen, they are difficult to deal with. Followers of Nurgle, the Beastmen's line is thinner and more fragile.

"Kill! Kill! For the lady, for Bastogne!" Duke Bohemond waved his giant mace called the Red Dragon Scepter. He smashed the head of a Minotaur in one stroke, and the brains were splashed everywhere. The old Duke was covered all over, and the knights' impact had been exhausted. However, relying on Berhemond's unparalleled bravery and the light of the goddess that enveloped him, the left-wing army progressed relatively smoothly.

The right-wing knight army also passed through the storm under the leadership of Raun. Their opponents were the three brothers of the Maggot Cavalry. Compared with Duke Bohemond, the attack along this route was much more difficult. The army of the three brothers of the Maggot Cavalry They also experienced a tragic defeat at the gates of Talabheim, but they later made up for it. When Talabheim was destroyed, Nurgle tasted supreme joy and gave the three lovely brothers more troops and better services. blessings, more powerful mark magic, and the Nurgle Demon Legion of Nurgle's Clerk.

Everything went well at first, but the right-wing army was the first to fall into the trembling quagmire. The Nurgle demon used his giant sword to chop down the kingdom knights who rushed at the front, pulled them off their horses and chopped them into several pieces. These bodies The wounds of the guys who were blessed by Nurgle's heavy rain healed quickly, leaving the knights to fight against the powerful enemy.

Charging again, the Kingdom Regent Raun, who was riding the hippogryph Biquis, closed his eyes and let the hippogryph fly into the sky for the fifth time. Then he opened his eyes. Raun noticed that on the battlefield with thousands of horses galloping, The left-wing army advanced smoothly, and the center army was slaughtering all the way under the leadership of Ryan. Only his right-wing army made slow progress. The regent of the kingdom couldn't help but become anxious, because he knew very well that if he could not use this momentum to overwhelm Nurgle's army, what would happen next? The tug of war and war of attrition made the Bretons hardly a match for Nurgle.

The momentum of the charge could not be sustained forever - absolute numerical superiority would sooner or later delay their progress.

No! Lawn felt furious, he had failed before, and failed many times.

He failed to complete the first Holy Grail Crusade and returned to the castle in rags to ask for his father's aid.

He did not save his comrades, and all but him died in the battle against the Necromancer.

He failed to fulfill his duties as a father, Mathhubad, and he was forever scarred in his heart. He paid the price for his youthful and ignorant impulse. Because of this, he is still alone and refuses to get married.

He failed to recapture Mousilon, and was seriously injured by Mahhubard. If it were not for the blessing of the goddess, he would have died long ago.

In this life, Lawn knew that he had failed many times, and many of those failures were unforgivable failures.

It is this sense of responsibility, this sense of shame, this sense of pain that keeps Lawn strong in fighting spirit, enterprising spirit and supreme virtue. When Ryan came to the throne and appointed him as regent, normal people Everyone would choose to refuse because there were many stains on his body, but Lao En chose to accept it, just because he planned to wash away the stains on his body and start over.

Although I have failed many times, I have also succeeded many times!

Although I can't turn the tide like Ryan, I can still do something for the country with my sword and my wisdom.

This is enough.

This is enough!

Raun-Leo Cornwall raised the Sword of Curona, and the family-herited artifact reflected round after round of light under his power, illuminating the surrounding darkness. Looking for a target in Nurgle's army, they aimed at a huge plague troll that was staggering among the crowd, salivating and furiously rushing towards the gap in the city defense. The regent of the kingdom pulled the reins, and the hippogryph Pyquis spread his wings and glided down. A group of Pegasus knights followed the sword pointed by the regent of the kingdom: "Leon Cole! Leon Cole!"

The hippogryph leaned over, and Raun stood up. The Sword of Korona shone with light as it slid. The plague troll noticed Raun's approach. It opened its bloody mouth and flowed out bursts of mucus. The giant sword in its hand The mace hits the ground for a second to indicate acceptance of the challenge.

However, Raun ignored its statement at all. The hippogryph lowered its body as if it had a tacit understanding with its master, and let the big stick hit the ground very close to him. Then it spread its wings and soared. Raun sent out the long sword, The sword blade accurately cut across the plague troll's throat. The sacred power of the Lake Fairy dispelled Nurgle's blessing and cut its arteries. The dirty black blood spurted out. The troll covered its throat in pain. The fragile and weak legs swayed crookedly, and the giant hammer fell to the ground from the twitching fingers. Then its back hit the ground hard and stirred up a foul airflow around it. About 30 Yankees were crushed to pieces by the troll's body.

The surrounding Pegasus knights took advantage of the situation and attacked. An entire war gang of Chaos Warriors was swept away, and the abandoned ones behind were also in trouble. Lawn looked at his results with satisfaction, but then the regent of the kingdom realized that this war We are still far, far away from victory. Not to mention completely defeating Nurgle's army. Even if we want to get in front of the three brothers of the Maggot Riders, the knights still have several kilometers of battle lines to break through. And if they want to fight against the enemy in the city, The Imperial troops stood shoulder to shoulder, so the effort they needed to expend was staggering.

There must be something else, there must be some way. Raun pulled up the reins again and signaled the hippogryph to take off. He could feel that Piques' wings were tired.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, my good friend!" Raun struggled to observe how to reverse the situation in the heavy rain. He soon discovered that a powerful Nurgle Demon was leading an army of Chaos Demons. Pounce towards the main temple of the Goddess of Mercy in Brunswick.

If the Great Demon of Nurgle could be defeated, there might be hope for everything. An idea suddenly came to Raoun's mind. As long as the Great Demon of Nurgle was banished, the entire Chaos Demon Army would collapse without a fight. The Nuer Army will be able to free up its hands, and both sides will attack together... The battle on the right wing may still have a chance of success.

"Brothers! Those who can fly!" Raun raised the Sword of Krona again and roared: "Follow me, the big prize is in the city!"

"Rush, cross the city wall, the big one is coming!"

In the heavy rain, Raun personally led two teams of Pegasus knights to cross the city wall. The command of the battlefield was immediately handed over from Raun to the White Horse Marshal Sir Amanric!

This is enough.

I will try my best!

In the heavy rain, Lawn made his choice.

The wars on the left and right wings are going on separately, and in the middle is the central army of the Holy War led by Ryan himself.

At the sound of the assault horn, Ryan personally led the army of knights and galloped northward under the first ray of the rising sun shrouded in smoke. The great griffon Imperius spit lightning from his mouth and swept his claws across the plate armor of the Chaos Warriors. Powered by Lion's power, Imperius's claws were sharper than the chainsaws of Khorne's warriors, piercing both plate armor and flesh.

"It's Ryan! It's Ryan ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Lian is here! Ryan is here!"

"Nurgle, my loving father, please save us!"

"Lian is invincible, Ryan is invincible!"

With Ryan's personal appearance, the elites under the command of the three Groat brothers were in large-scale chaos. Even the Nurgle demons in Norsca and even the realm of chaos have heard of this guy's reputation for a long time. Seeing the appearance of Ryan himself, the army of the three Groat brothers began to waver.

But that's all, their loving father is watching them, and they can't let their kind father Nurgle down!

No matter how much Ryan there is, the brilliance of our Lord here is shrouded in heavy rain, and all the heavy rain of Nurgle is evaporated in the brilliance of Ryan. The loyal knights follow their king, just like the great expeditions and glorious victories, just like A siege hammer burning with the fire of the Lake God penetrates into the heart of the enemy.

As Ryan approached, a brief moment of panic burned in the savage eyes. When they realized that the danger was approaching, the lances had already charged through the crowd.

“For the old world!!!”

Ryan's roar captured the primal pleasure in the surging charge. Behind him, more than ten thousand knights galloped behind the king, sweeping across the fiery plains in formation. The knights all drew their guns and rode their horses, driving their mounts to lock the target accurately, accompanied by loud noises and dizziness. , mixed with the cracking sounds of stumps and lances and the trembling of bones, the two forces suddenly collided, and the psychic bombardment exploded in succession in the array of the Chaos army. With each explosion, severed limbs flew into the sky, and pieces of meat were scattered all over the ground. Ryan Withdrawing the spear that penetrated the two Chaos Warriors, a spiritual black hole was pulled into a straight line, opening a horrific wound on the torso of the tribal army.

This was not over yet. Ryan rode alone to face the oncoming Nurgle God's Chosen Warriors and killed them. No one could defeat him wherever he passed. Behind him, Kalad and Francois led each other. With an arrow, they followed the battlefield swept by the Sun King and his knights and made continuous attacks. The most powerful among them were the Holy Grail Knights who cut through the thorns and swept the battlefield.

"This is a wild hunt! Knights! In the name of the lady, for the old world!!!" Knight Queen Surya skillfully wielded the Angel Alliance. For this holy sword, it can cut through the armor of the Chaos Warriors. It was like cutting tofu, but it was not over yet. Every time Sulia waved the Angel Alliance, the two thousand knights around her would burst into platinum light. The lost physical strength was instantly restored, and the bleeding parts of the injured parts were replaced by light. , the power of the Angel Alliance healed the wound, and when the Nurgle believers were illuminated by this light, black smoke immediately erupted from their filthy bodies, like meat on a frying pan, oozing out stinking fat. Oil.

"Wild Hunt!" the knights shouted loudly: "For Queen Surya!"

Even if there are still most of the enemies, their king and queen are still there, so what else is there to fear?

After the knights continued to charge, the momentum gradually slowed down, and Ryan was looking for the three Groat brothers. Ryan knew that as the three beloved sons of Nurgle, if he could defeat the three Groat brothers here, , then the main force of Nurgle will collapse, and there will still be a chance of winning the Battle of Brunswick.

So, where are the three damn Grote brothers? While slaughtering Nurgle's army, Ryan couldn't wait to find the location of the three Groat brothers.

"Second brother! We should put down the handsome flag!" Otto, the eldest brother among the three brothers, saw that Ryan was coming over and said: "Otherwise, Ryan will come over! The three of us brothers combined are no match for him."

"We are no match for Ryan." The second brother Ezerak nodded: "But we don't need to put down the handsome flag, brother, Ryan can't kill him, he doesn't have that ability."

"He can fly, he can fly!" Otto said angrily.

Not far away, the city gate of Brunswick has collapsed, and Nurgle's army has poured into the city like a tide, and started a fierce street battle with the imperial defenders headed by Heilberg. If the imperial defenders had not been able to fight before, We can rely on the city wall for support, so now we start to enter the street fighting. These ragtag groups, which are mostly made up of improvised recruitment, are vulnerable to the Yankees who are good at recruiting and fighting, and are especially good at chaos.

The only problem is that the Holy War outside the city has held back half of the Nurgle army. Now the three Grote brothers can dispatch and command the Nurgle army to attack the city. There are less than 150,000 people, lacking an absolute advantage in numbers. , this battle cannot be guaranteed to be a complete victory.

"Yes, he can fly." Ezerak said with a smile: "My loving father also knows that he can fly."

"Horse meat, horse meat, delicious ~ human flesh ~ human flesh, delicious, open the can, delicious ~" The third brother Gu Ruite drooled, he smelled the smell of the feast.

"He will fly over!" Otto waved his scythe.

"He won't." Ezerak smiled and said: "Ryan Malcador is a loving father. He is even a VIP customer of the Four Gods and a special service object. We have already prepared a big gift for him, right?"

"Ah, yes, a big gift." Otto also smiled.

The army of knights in front was still fighting, and Ryan was killing with guns and swords at the same time. He swung his sword to chop down two heavily armored horned beasts, and the spear pierced the breastplate of a Nurgle champion along the holy symbol of Nurgle. While the Sun King was still looking for the specific location of the three Groat brothers, he heard the piercing sound of the horn from the north.

A denser number of heavily armed warriors are marching into battle, each company holding high a skull-decorated military banner marked with the emblem of the God of Disease.

Behind them, thirty giant Chaos War Mammoths with Nurgle Shrines hanging on their bodies were entering the battlefield under the leadership of their trainers! These twenty- to thirty-meter-tall Chaos War Mammoths were dripping with pus, enjoying the blessings of Nurgle. They came quickly, along with a whole Chaos Ogre warband, three ancient dragon demon warbands, and seven The cyclops, roaring loudly and shaking their bodies, strode towards those holy warriors who dared to challenge them.

Ryan couldn't help but sneer.

Elephant, right? War mammoth, right? Behemoth troop, right?

What script? Do you think I will be killed by a horse? Do you think I'm afraid of this?

Chaos Mammoth? It will never come back!

"Follow me, keep moving forward, defend the capital, and defend the old world!" Ryan then shouted. The knights were full of momentum and morale, responding to the king's call.

However, in the next scene, the sound of horns coming from the forest made the original Gray Knight's expression stiffen. He glanced at the north and lost all the smile on his face.

A Khorne demon with sulfur flowing all over its body was the first to stride out of the forest. Its wings were completely black. It held a large ax in one hand and a brass whip in the other. It was burning with endless anger. The high-level demons of Khorne behind it were shouting. Breathing flames, the big demon came close behind.

The right hand of Khorne, the most powerful bloodthirsty demon, Anglath the Unbound and his Legion of the Brass Throne have arrived!

A two-headed strange bird with a blue body is holding a staff. It spreads its wings, utters incantations, and recites magic. It looks very old, but under the aging skin, the mystery and truth of the origin of the universe surges. Dozens of flying discs behind them carried Tzeentch wizards, and groups of fear monsters and fire monsters jumped around.

The greatest demon under Tzeentch, Carlos Fateweaver and his Crystal Legion join the battlefield!

A tall and slender figure, with skin as delicate, smooth and perfect as a statue, and an incredible graceful figure, danced and sang. It had a sheep's head and a broomstick parted in the middle. Head, four arms holding a spear in one hand, a shield in the other, and the other two crab-clawed arms dancing up and down. Slaanesh banshees screamed in admiration of its beauty. Strange demonic beasts ran on the land, and Slaanesh chariots File after file drove out of the forest.

The most powerful demon under Slaanesh, Shalashi-Demicide, and his legions of hunters have come to join the battle!

"And I!"

The legendary demon "Lord of Corruption" Rotigos under Nurgle arrived with his rain-sowing army. The land squirmed with his generosity, and dirty floods constantly emerged from his swollen and ruined figure, eroding and eroding it. earth.

The great gift prepared by the four gods for Ryan, the four-headed ultimate devil, four times the happiness.

"Don't think you won, Ryan."

"This game has just begun."

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