The Sun King's Evidence

The fate of the old world has always been unresolved, but the fate of the dwarves has changed.

Since the End of Time, all the dwarf fortresses in the Roof of the World Mountains have been attacked to varying degrees. The Skaven know the weaknesses of the dwarves very well. Butcher's Keep, Eight Peaks Mountain, Haimen Pass, and Torrent Pass are the key fortresses under siege. .

In the far north, the dwarves still hold on to Karak Kaderin. The stone halls of this city are surrounded by traces of the fierce battle - cannonballs and bullets are deeply embedded in the ruins of the walls, and the floors are stained. It's coagulated blood and broken bones.

Nestled in a sunken valley and rising from the valley is the dwarf fortress: Kharak Kaderin, also known as Butcher's Keep.

In the prosperous days of the past, caravans from the empire gathered here, and it became an important trade stronghold for trade between the empire and the dwarves. However, times have changed, and now there are only uninvited invading armies, wandering monsters and wild beasts. To the Skaven, this place is feared to be called Death's Peak, for more than one army has tasted the bitter consequences of defeat here.

The Butcher King Agrim-Ironfist has made final preparations. During the siege of the city, Agrim-Ironfist personally led the dwarf butcher army to fight out of the underground secret passages of the city again and again, destroying Skaven. Skaven siege engines.

But the number of Skaven is almost endless. The Butcher King Agrim-Ironfist continues to inspire his people, making them believe that reinforcements are on the way. According to the instructions, Butcher's Castle had prepared a huge amount of reserve materials early on, enabling the entire city to persevere.

Even so, after the long siege, Butcher's Castle waited until the coalition forces composed of troops from Bafeng Mountain, Haimen Pass, Tiefeng Castle, and the Badland Three Guards successfully relieved the siege. The Bafeng Mountain army led by Belega personally Appeared from behind and attacked the Skaven and released a flare. Upon seeing this, the Butcher King immediately attacked and defeated the Skaven with cheese sandwiched between two sides.

In desperation, the Skaven sent out the most powerful Wheel of Woe troops. These powerful war machines proved to be a weapon against the dwarves - their powerful mobility and armor-breaking performance could cause devastating blows to the dwarves. It is not afraid of being trapped in the dwarf's shield wall, and can effectively avoid dwarf artillery.

The Wheel of Disaster has accomplished its mission very well in many previous battles, forcing the Butcher King Agrim-Ironfist to retreat. The dwarves really have no good way to deal with the weapon of the Skryre family.

But this time Leman Russ is here. The Wolf King can't do anything else. He can't fight against such a high-speed moving thing. The Skaven dispatched three Pit Abominations for this, but they couldn't stop Leman Russ. Destroying the war machine position, as if intending to wash away the previous humiliation, Leman Russ tore off two Pit Abominations in a rage, and the remaining one was blown up by Belegar and his men. With no choice, the Skryre family ordered a retreat.

The siege of Butcher's Castle was solved, and the dwarves also suffered heavy losses. King Baiernov-Dragonhammer of Haimen Pass died in this battle, and his son Bagenov succeeded him as king of Haimen Pass.

"Unexpectedly, we have always helped you. This time, it was you, Belega, who came to save us." The Butcher King Agrim-Ironfist held a grand banquet to celebrate the victory in the defense of Butcher Castle. Kaderin finally It was defended.

"Oh haha, things are turning around~" Belega held his belly proudly. The King of Eight Peaks felt great now. He pretended to be noble: "The dwarves are all one family, regardless of each other, Agri Mum, you helped me before, now it’s my turn to help you~”

"Hey, in the name of Granny, when I helped you, I didn't expect you to help me one day. After all, no one thought you could take back the Eight Peaks Mountain..." Agrim Iron Fist really wanted to give Baelor Adding an iron fist to this stinky, smug face, he opened his mouth for a long time, and finally said: "Anyway, thank you... thank you."

"Then our previous enmity has been wiped out! Including your assistance to me?" Belega clapped his hands: "I already knew that you were besieged for a year and lacked fresh food. This time I brought five hundred goats. , two thousand barrels of beer, enough for everyone to enjoy."

"We'll talk about the enjoyment later." Agrim-Ironfist put the wooden stick with the roasted leg of lamb on it into the fireplace: "We must join forces to support Riptide Pass and Eternal Peak."

"There should be no problem at Eternal Peak. Doesn't Thorgrin claim to be able to solve the problem on his own? We'd better support Riptide Pass first." Belega said casually, and the oil from the grilled lamb chops dripped on his white beard: "Oh, yes Let me introduce this warrior to you, he is..."

"He is Ryan's biological brother, Leman Russ." Agrim Iron Fist waved his hand: "We have met before."

"Yes, we have met." Leman Russ met the Butcher King during the Mortkin invasion: "You are a man."

"And you are a bitch, a loyal bitch." Agrim smiled: "Didn't you say you wanted to go on an expedition to the Far East?"

Ruth immediately and subconsciously wanted to get angry, what the hell? I'm a Fenrisian wolf!

But thinking about it, for dwarves, dogs are compliments. Russ couldn't bear it. He growled a few times. Seeing this, Belegar quickly stuffed a leg of lamb into his mouth: "He encountered something in the Far East. Little trouble."

"What little trouble?" The Butcher King was quite interested in this. He knew that Ruth's strength meant that anything he could call trouble must not be a simple thing.

"Grimgor-Ironhide." At the mention of this name, the atmosphere among the dwarves in the hall of Butcher's Castle suddenly became a bit chilly.

"Grimgor-Ironhide is indeed a huge threat, but we don't need to consider it now. It is like the sand in the ocean at the end of the horizon. We don't know how far away." Dwarf Rune Master Thorik -Tiemei said, he was obviously very stubborn: "Eternal Peak must be rescued. The dwarves will never be able to bear the bad news of the fall of Eternal Peak! This will lead to the destruction of the dwarves!"

"But the technology of Torrent Pass is also necessary." Belega still had some objections to Thorgreen. The King of the Eight Peaks wiped his mouth: "The Eternal Peak is so strong that it cannot fall easily."

"The same goes for Riptide Pass, and it is said that Riptide Pass is supported by an undead army." The Butcher King insisted.

Several kings voted and finally decided to go to support the Eternal Peak. Seeing this, Belegar had no choice but to agree.

"Where is your son?" Butcher King Agrim noticed that Belegar did not bring his son with him.

"Thorgrim is serving with Brother Lane." Belegar said casually.

You are really relieved to send your only child and heir to serve among humans! Agrim-Ironfist thought that this was truly a life-long friendship. He thought about it and motioned for his son to come forward: "Galarim! Come and meet your Uncle Belegar and Grandpa Thorik! "

A dwarf boy with an orange mohawk with sky-high hair, N gold rings pierced on his body, and only wearing a vibranium rune belt and large pants came up and saluted Belegar and Thorik.

Is there something wrong with Agrim's mind? Belegar couldn't help but frowned when he saw Agrim's only son. It only took one glance to tell that Galarim-Ironfist had not only taken the butcher's oath, but also completed the tonsure and butcher training. , and wore a lot of rings on his body. Belegar couldn't help but shake his head when he thought of this. He glanced at Galarim Iron Fist's belt. It was over now. Both father and son took the butcher's oath. Such an operation If not, the Butcher King family will be extinct.

"From today onwards, you will obey the orders of King Belegar. Before you learn how to be a glorious butcher, you must first learn how to be a king." Agrim Ironfist said in a deep voice to his only son: "Don't you particularly like the story of King Belegar regaining the Eight Peaks Mountain, and working with the Brittanian knights to defeat the headhunter Quark and the Eight Peaks War General Skani? Erase all the most important chapters in the Big Book of Hatred A feat?"

"But..." Galarim-Ironfist is still obsessed with seeking a glorious death, but he is also yearning for Belegar's feats.

"It's okay. From today on, you will obey the orders of King Belegar. Before you learn how to become a qualified king, I will not allow you to be a butcher anymore. Do you understand?" Agrim-Ironfist roared. road.

"I know..." The scale in the mind of the Butcher King's only son swayed back and forth, and finally he reluctantly compromised.

"Okay! Assemble the army and prepare to set off immediately to go south to support Eternal Peak!"

"For Gruni, for Grimnir, for Varaya!"

"Dwarves, move forward!"

Ten days later, the Roof of the World Mountains, the Silver Road, the Eternal Peak, the Infinite Mountain, Karaz-a-Karak.

The gate to the dwarf capital is slowly opening. High King Thorgreen personally leads the dwarves into battle. The High King rarely exercised his privileges as the High King. At the meeting, he rejected the offer of the vast majority of people who were waiting for help. Suggestions, urge to go to war.

The strange light of the warpstone extends from the ground to the sky, and an apocalyptic scene can be seen from the lookout hole carved out of the fortress on the mountain.

The black-green arc fired by the advancing war machine streaked across the battlefield, and the explosion shook the entire Silver Road Pass. The flash of forward flames illuminated the hazy battlefield as the battle lines closed in until they met. As a sudden hoarse war cry echoed among the mountains, the soldiers in the first row killed each other, and the canyon was immediately surrounded by the sound of metal collision.

When the gate opened, the first thing the dwarves saw was the rats that filled the entire Silver Pass. Many of them regretted that they were too fast.

For a moment, they were certain that their ruthless king would lead them to destruction. These dwarves are not butchers who seek death on the battlefield to repent of their sins, but warriors and craftsmen who guard their homes.

Ten thousand people, this is the last force that can fight in Eternal Peak.

They knew how unbeatable their walls were and how strong their defenses were. Now they have to throw those defenses aside and confront the boiling rat army on the open ground. In front of them were endless rat warriors and their war beasts stretching to the end of their field of vision.

But they are dwarves after all - dwarves who remain calm in action and war. Undeterred by this seemingly impossible act, they simply raised their shields higher and gripped their axes tighter.

Just because they are dwarves, even if they are destined to die here, the dwarves will fight to the last man.

This time, there is really no way out. This time, the Eternal Peak is really behind us.

High King Thorgreen looked at this scene with both pride and tragedy. From the moment he opened the gate of Eternal Peak, Thorgreen kept reciting the contents of the "Book of Great Hatred" loudly, every line, every piece, every scene. Mu Mu's hatred makes the morale of the dwarves continue to rise, and the eyes of all dwarves are red. Hatred, hatred, maintains the inheritance power of the dwarf family!

The treasure house of Eternal Peak has been completely opened, and every piece of rune weaponry and equipment has been decentralized. The battle axes and hammers forged by the ancient rune blacksmith masters have been respectfully taken out from the Hall of Glory. The skills of making these weapons have been It has been lost, and no one can master the hammer technique that binds such powerful magic power. These weapons do not need to be cleaned, polished, or polished, as the runes on them keep them as sharp as new.

Whole regiments of clan warriors and bearded warriors are armed with weapons once wielded by ancient heroes. Not since the War of Vengeance, the golden age of the dwarves, have so many dwarves marched into battle armed with such powerful rune axes and hammers.

Will this be the last battle for the dwarves? Thorgrin-the Grudgebearer was once extremely sure that his surprise attack had worked. Now the dwarf elites rushing out of the Eternal Peak were harvesting wildly on the battlefield, while the ratmen died like weeds, but all this was not enough, at least for him. To defeat the Skaven once and for all, Thorgrin knew that he and his army had a long battle ahead of them.

The two sides had just fought for a few hours when signal flares rose from the north. With the loud sound of horns, the dwarf troops from the north joined the battlefield, led by a large convoy of mules and horses. The leader was Belegar, the King of the Eight Peaks Mountain. And Agrim the Butcher King!

The dwarves of Eternal Peak suddenly burst into cheers. They thanked Granny and Varaya. Thorgreen finally had a smile on his face. The High King immediately ordered the entire army to attack with only one target, that is The head of the Skaven leader!

Responsible for the Eternal Peak strategy, the general manager of the marching road in the Rooftop Mountains of the Skaven World is Gnodor, the leader of the Moss clan. At this time, with the blessing of the Great Horned Rat, Gnodor was already a demigod. , but it felt a little bad at this time. The Eternal Peak dwarves would actually open the door and attack with all their troops, and equip all the rune weapons in the treasure house in an attempt to fight to the death. This was something Gnodor never thought of, which led to the arrangement at the end. The more than thirty slave rat and clan rat legions in front were instantly defeated. This was not dwarflike at all! Wouldn't the dwarves only consider launching a Long Live Charge when they defend the city to the last few small strongholds?

At this time, large groups of dwarf troops suddenly appeared behind us. Wouldn't we be attacked from both sides?

Gnodor is in a dilemma. It cannot retreat at this time. If it dares to retreat, the Horned Rat and the Council of Thirteen will tear it apart. The fate waiting for him will be extremely miserable, but if it fights to the death at this time, then it will indeed I don’t have the confidence to fight against the attack from the two dwarf armies at the front and rear. It’s really possible that I’ll give it here today.

what to do?

Before Gnodor had time to think too much, there was an explosion from the Moss clan's personal guards. One of them was wearing a giant wolf head cloak, looking like a giant, holding a giant frost blade and a golden spear. A powerful enemy is coming, and the Storm Rats cannot stop this thug.

Gnodor took out his dimensional stone halberd and was about to deal with this powerful enemy first when it suddenly heard the oracle of the Horned Rat God. The Horned Rat God's voice was exhausted and weak: "My faithful heir, The time has come for you to sacrifice everything for the Horned Rat God!”

"?" Before Gnodor had time to answer, a super strong suction force from the subspace instantly took away the demigod power in its body. This suction force not only took away all the blessing power of the horned rat, He even smoked the entire head of the Moss clan into rat fuck!

It turned out that after the ultimate battle between the snake and the rat, the horned rat was swallowed, but not completely. In desperation, the horned rat god gave up almost all of his power and sent his original god out.

After finally returning to the subspace and his own domain, the Horned Rat was so weak that he couldn't even gather his physical body. He was dying. Let alone interfere with the mortal world, he couldn't even suppress his Disaster Lord. This extremely despicable god of death. At this time, he remembered that he had distributed part of his divine power to all the members of the Council of Thirteen, making them all demigods.

Very good, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is naturally still mine!

You trash! Give me back what's mine!

The Horned Rat didn't care about anything. He immediately activated the contract and withdrew all the power given to the Council of Thirteen!

At the same time, every living member of the Council of Thirteen, all of whom were promoted to demigods, was like Gnodor. Their power was instantly drained, and their souls and all life energy were drained away by the Horned Rat. , only the dead rats were left in the place.

Looking at Gnodor who suddenly died and turned into a rat, Russ was stunned.

Why did you fall down before I even tried my best?

"What's going on with this rat?" At this time, Agrim, who was the incarnation of the wind of fire, also came over to kill him. He saw Russ staring blankly at the rat on the ground and thought to himself that Brother Ryan is so strong. It didn't take long for Gnodor to be dealt with: "Well done, as expected of you, well done!"

"No, it's like this before I even do anything." Ruth was still thinking about what happened.

"Oh, doesn't this show that your marksmanship is accurate?" In the unnatural dusk, the Butcher King shone like a beacon. Flames surrounded his shining breastplate, and his battle cry was a storm of fire. With each swing, Dagor's Ax creates a trail of fire.

Regardless of whether the Skaven fought, stood still, or fled in a swarm, they would all die without distinction. In Agrim's blazing rage, the Rat Man had no choice but to die: "Why are you still standing there, kill the rats!"

"Oh...oh!" Ruth came back to his senses.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights. In the end, the Skaven were defeated. Hundreds of thousands died. The blood of the Skaven dyed the entire Silver Road red. The siege of the Eternal Peak was solved.

Several dwarf armies joined together, and a total of about 20,000 people were obtained. High King Thorgrin immediately made the decision to personally lead the dwarf army to support the empire.

In this way, an army of about 16,000 dwarves, led by the High King, prepared to advance westward.

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