The Sun King's Evidence

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Headhunter Queek, surrounded by the Scarlet Hunters of his bodyguard, the Stormvermin Legion, observed the situation on the battlefield. The Skaven warlord, who had numerous military exploits and great reputation, squinted his eyes and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

Frankly speaking, Headhunter Quark is actually not willing to ally with the greenskins, especially with the treacherous and cunning Skarsnik. From the bottom of his heart, Headhunter Queek does not want to form an alliance with Skarsnik, because in its view, This kind of alliance and temporary alliance under the city is destined to be torn up and destroyed. Therefore, Quik dismissed this so-called alliance. When Skarsnik refused the request for alliance, the headhunter was still very happy about it. In its view, , whether it is Belegar-Iron Hammer or Skarsnik, they are destined to be dominated by it to show its power and glory.

For the Horned Rat!

However, forming an alliance with the greenskins was an extension of the Horned Rat's will. When that lord appeared in front of Quick, even the headhunter Quick knew that it could not refuse the other party's proposal, so Skarsnik made up his mind. After a decisive battle and a request for alliance, Headhunter Quik could only agree.

The covenant between the greenskins and the ratmen was signed in this way, and the two parties negotiated peace, and jointly stated that this covenant was called the "Unbreakable Alliance."

Now, the headhunter Queek has arrived with his army, and Queek's army comes from the south.

This army consists of fifteen rat trolls, five Skaven plague trebuchets, a fleet of Skaven warpstone bearers "Eye of the Eater Death", and a team of warprat tlinguns. Since the previous five Storm Rats and all the Warpstone Lightning Cannons had been destroyed in the Wallaya Gate, Headhunter Quick also immediately sent a request for help from the Moss Clan base in Karak-Red Cloud Mountain.

Gnodor, the leader of the Mors Clan, responded quickly. He immediately selected two Stormvermin legions from the Mors Clan, namely the Stormvermin Legion "Iron Guard" led by the Skaven warlord Lik-Flayed. The Stormvermin legion "The Fang Regiment" is led by the Skaven warlord Thok-The Fang, and Gnodor also hired a death-throwing force from the Plague Clan of the four major Skaven families (referring to the warpstone). The Poison Mist Chapter with poisonous gas bombs comes to support Headhunter Quark!

Of course, the Skaven also have an army of clan rats and slave rat cannon fodder as numerous as river carp.

"Forward! For the Horned Rat!" Headhunter Quik waved his sword angrily and pointed at the Bafeng Mountain Expeditionary Force: "Destroy the enemy! Destroy everything!"

A huge golden bell made of warpstone was pushed onto the ground by the rat trolls.

That's the Skaven's artifact, the Calamity Bell!

This big bell rings with blessings from the Horned Rat! An extremely ominous light flashed above the bell, and in the middle of the bronze bell was a series of ominous runes full of powerful magical power. It seemed to have a magical power that affected everyone's minds, making them dizzy and almost crazy.

Dooooom~!

As soon as the Disaster Bell rang, some kind of change occurred on the entire battlefield, and a desperate pressure enveloped the entire battlefield at the same time.

The human army was relatively far away from the Skaven, and the dwarves were as resolute as ever. They barely withstood the terrible bell, but the wood elves were immediately affected by the bell, and many wood elves roared in pain. , blood flowed from the nose on the spot, and the sensitive souls of the elves suffered tremendous pain. Even Aralos covered his head and took a few seconds to recover.

Fortunately, the green-skinned people were also affected by the impact of the bell. The green-skinned boys and the green-skinned big guys could barely bear it while rubbing their heads, but the large group of goblins were unable to resist the terrible bell. Black blood spurted out from Brin's nostrils and ears on the spot, and even the weaker head exploded.

On the contrary, this terrible bell is simply a sound of nature to the Skaven. This is the power of the Great Horned Rat, and this is the blessing of the Great Horned Rat! The descendants of the Horned Rat shouted yesyes and marched into the battlefield.

"Lick! Attack! Attack the positions of those pointy-eared things!" Headhunter Quick could feel the infinite courage and strength condensing around him, and he immediately began to command: "Sock, attack the outpost!"

"Attack!!!" The Skaven just attacked the side of the Wood Elf formation from the south. Upon seeing this, Araloth immediately roared: "Eternal Guards! Follow me and form a giant shield array!"

"Yes!" The entire three teams of Eternal Guards immediately turned around and advanced in unison, raising their shields in the direction of the Skaven. The Woodland Guards used bows and arrows to launch a counterattack, and the Skaven Tide rushed towards the Eternal Guards. Their position, they relied on the overwhelming force of rats to rush into the position composed of the Eternal Guards.

And they soon tasted the bitter pill. The wood elves were brave and good at fighting, and the giant shield of the Eternal Guards was like a solid dam that firmly blocked the tsunami formed by the Skaven. The spears pierced the rats' bodies. The body, the sword split the hairy skin, and what awaited the slave rats and clan rats was a massacre.

Araloth rode his stag mount to fight on the terrifying battlefield. The wood elf hero swung his spear with all his strength and stabbed and tore apart more than a dozen Skaven. There was a fire in his heart, especially the fishy and dry one. Dirty ratman blood had splattered all over him, even on his beloved helmet.

The rat tide seems endless. Thousands of Skaven are fighting against the Eternal Guard. Even the woodland guards have drawn their scimitars. The fighting will of the wood elves is not inferior to that of the Skaven. Crazy, but every Wood Elf warrior found himself having to face more than ten Skaven.

The wood elves began to suffer casualties.

An Eternal Guard struggled to hold up a huge shield to fight against the Skaven that rushed towards him. Four or five Skaven saw this and jumped directly onto the giant shield. The Eternal Guard was pushed to the ground and was beaten by the Skaven. The rat man stabbed him to death.

A sword dancer was still showing off his superb sword skills, but the vicious rat people used shields to surround him from three directions, using long spears and short knives to penetrate through the gaps in the shields, going back and forth. Blood splattered, and after being stabbed more than a dozen times, the sword dancer bleeded all over the ground and fell to the ground dead.

At this time, the greenskins had also recovered from the ringing of the bell, and they also launched an attack on the wood elves. The wood elves were suddenly attacked from two sides, and Alaros struggled to command the army to fight against the greenskins at the same time. and the Rat Man, and just when he was trying to use his personal bravery to save the defeat, the sound of mechanical rotation in the distance made Aralos raise his head.

Five Skaven plague trebuchets are throwing huge stones with plague venom sacs towards the stream outpost. The stones draw a beautiful arc in the sky and directly hit the city wall that has been in disrepair. The frail walls and towers were smashed into rubble. The remaining defenders at the stream outpost were still fighting back with muskets and bows, but the headhunter Quark had given the order.

The five-headed rat trolls rushed towards the city wall of the stream outpost with dimensional stone bombs in their arms. They directly used their bodies as explosive bags and hit the city wall to detonate. The sound of the explosion shook the entire battlefield. Following several gaps, large groups of The slave rats and clan rats formed many tributaries, followed the gap opened by the explosion, rushed straight into the stream outpost, and started fighting with the defenders.

Facing this situation, Alalos was a little confused. The wood elves' position was being breached, and the Eternal Guard and the Woodland Guard fell one after another. He swung a knife to kill the two oncoming slave rats, and roared: "Where is Ryan? And where are those dwarves? Tell them that we are fighting on two fronts and we need reinforcements!"

A minute later, a ranger replied: "His Majesty Ryan asked me to tell you to act according to the original plan! The wood elves must persist!"

"Kunos, I insist!" Alaros finally couldn't help but began to roar, his young face full of rage caused by anger and heartache: "I will not use the lives of our people for Humans and dwarves are stepping stones to victory! I told them long ago, defend the city! Defend the city! They just didn’t listen, and now it’s proven that I am the right one!”

"Sir, what should we do?" The front line was broken through again. Fortunately, the Skaven soon collapsed again due to casualties and chaos. The ranger drew the arrow from the quiver on his back and shot an arrow through a clan member. Rat’s forehead: “Please give me an order!”

"...We withdraw!" Aralos' face was uncertain. The wood elf hero gritted his teeth and made a decision: "We withdraw! We return to the Fangxi Outpost! That is our foothold here! This outpost is absolutely perfect. We must not be captured by the enemy. Send an order to all troops to immediately return to the stream outpost and let the Spellsingers come to break up the rear!"

"But..." The ranger was still hesitant, and he whispered: "This is different from what His Majesty Ryan discussed."

"Return to the stream outpost immediately, return to the stream outpost immediately! Soldiers, the rear team becomes the front team. Spellsingers, cut off the rear immediately!" Araloth ignored the ranger and the wood elf hero immediately ordered: "Soldiers , return to defense!"

The wood elf army began to retreat in an orderly manner under the command of Araloth. When the Skaven and greenskin army tried to pursue them, the spellsinger gathered the last bit of mana and released a terrifying great spell.

"Isa's Guardian!"

Dozens of thorns rose from the ground, stretching out more than ten meters to the sky. All the pursuers were stopped by the thorns. These terrible poisonous plants directly entangled and tore all the pursuers. Then the forest guards and patrols Lin Ke and the deep forest scouts all pointed their big bows towards the sky under the command of Aralos: "Let go!!!"

At the moment when the great spell disappeared, a waterfall-like storm of arrows swept through all the enemies. Whether they were goblins or Skaven, they collapsed in the terrible storm and fled in all directions, relying on the terrifying With the long-range firepower, the wood elves retreated calmly.

However, as the wood elves retreated, Belegar and his army were exposed to the Skaven craze!

The retreat of the wood elves caught Belegar and his Angrond clan unprepared. At this time, the Angrond army had successfully withstood the frantic charge of the greenskin army, and slowly but surely step by step, slowly but surely, the greenskin army pushed back. Pi's front was pushed back, but now facing the wave of Skaven rushing from the side, even Belegar was shocked.

"Betrayal! Shameless betrayal!"

"The Pointy Ears have betrayed us once again!"

"Shameless person! Extremely despicable!"

"Walaya on top! The cowards have escaped!"

The angry roars of the dwarves could not stop the rat-men's frenzy. Belegar knew that if they were flanked by the Skaven like this, the dwarves fighting on two fronts would not be able to hold on for long!

"My King!" The chief engineer of the Angrond clan, Halharver-the Gold Digger, had just led a group of dwarf thunder gunners to retreat. When he saw the Skaven charging from the side, the engineer yelled: "I'll go with my people!"

Belegar was now covered in green-skinned blood and minced flesh. The King of Eight Peaks looked at his chief engineer in silence and nodded slowly. He never said a word.

"For Belegar, for the Eight Peaks!" Halharver, the gold digger, paid his last respects to his king. The dwarf thunder gunners put away their muskets and replaced them with battle axes. They raised their weapons and bravely Facing the invading rat tide, the dwarves still stubbornly resisted the Skaven attack, even though the Thunder Gunners' front line was very thin.

Headhunter Quik watched the dwarves fighting desperately from a distance, with a mocking expression on his face. He knew the dwarves too well, just like he knew himself. The dwarves would not try to escape. Faced with a desperate situation, The ratmen will flee, the greenskins will flee, the humans will flee, the ratmen will flee, but the vast majority of dwarves will silently choose a firm defense. When surrounded and submerged, they will slowly and silently die away, rather than suddenly erupting like a volcano.

Belegar's head is my prey! Headhunter Quik clenched the sword in his hand, and it let out a bloodthirsty roar: "It's mine~mine! Forward! Skaven, yesyes!"

Faced with the incoming rat tide, Halharv Gold Digger fought with all his strength. He cut down dozens of Skaven alone. The chief engineer was still roaring and beckoning the Skaven to come forward and fight. But how could the cunning Skaven let Halharver, the gold digger, achieve his wish? Several capture nets were sprayed out from the Skaven army, trapping Halharver. Just as the chief engineer struggled to When the net was opened, the Skaven had already rushed up, stabbing the chief engineer hundreds of times.

The blood of the dwarves spilled all over the earth, Harhav fell to the ground, and the chief engineer of the Angrond clan lay helpless on the bloody and chaotic battlefield.

He is going to die.

He hoped that his death would allow the king to regroup his defenses.

The war is still going on, and Belegar is still leading the Angrond Oath Guards to resist the greenskin attack. He coughs softly, and blood is flowing from his face, body, and mouth. The Skaven Feeling that he was dead, or at least no longer a threat, he turned to attack the other Thunder Gunners.

Hal Hafer used his last strength to turn his head, and turned his gaze to the west with nostalgia.

He wanted to see Bafeng Mountain one last time, and see their clan's fortress and kingdom one last time. He was very close to regaining Bafeng Mountain, but he couldn't hold on any longer.

However, after his consciousness gradually faded, Halhaver discovered that whether they were greenskins, goblins, skaven, or even the few approaching ogres, they all fled in extreme fear and panic. He shouted and wanted to leave, but those enemies who were not fast enough had all been cut into two halves.

Among the rebels, an old dwarf appeared. His power was so powerful, his fighting skills were so superb, and his majesty was as majestic as the mountains and the sea. All the enemies retreated in fear, fearing him. The power and the divine light in him.

The dwarves' crisis is over.

The old dwarf lifted off his cloak and robe. He was wearing a rune armor and a purple robe. He had a long white beard wrapped around a golden ring that reached his knees. He wore a shining silver helmet. The old dwarf's armor was flowing on his head. With the brilliance of runes, the giant axes in his hands were also engraved with energetic marks. With a few movements, all nearby enemies were divided into two halves. Then he quickly walked to Hal Hafer and held it. His hand: "Sorry, kid, I'm late."

"Grim... Bryndel." Halharver opened his eyes wide: "White... dwarf?"

"Take a deep breath, relax, my child." The white dwarf held Harhav's already cold hand, his eyes full of hatred and anger: "Gronny, elves, elves again! They betrayed once again Let us, again! Go to the palace of our ancestors with confidence, child, I will make the enemy pay the price."

"The... palace of the ancestors?" the chief engineer murmured to himself, a little doubtful, but also a little relieved.

"It's the best place in the world, with endless amounts of fine dark beer, endless turkey legs and delicious crispy bread, and, yes, a warm fire... and As for gold, countless gold, your tableware is gold, your seat is gold, your weapons are gold, your armor is gold, all our great ancestors, your ancestors, are sitting on the huge In the hall, toast and sing, from the greatest heroic deeds to the most shameful betrayal, listen to the oaths and stories of the ancestors, and enjoy your peace and happiness, child." In the eyes of the white dwarf Exuding anger and sadness, he chanted in his deepest tone: "You are good, they are proud of you!"

Hal Hafer-The Gold Digger couldn't answer any more.

Knowing that the chief engineer of the Angrond clan had returned to the palace of his ancestors, the white dwarf gently put down the engineer's body. He stood up on the spot and raised the Grimnir Ancestral Rune Battle Ax in his hand.

"White dwarf! White dwarf! White dwarf!"

"Grim Brindel!"

The dwarves shouted the white dwarf's name, regrouped under his command, and reorganized their defense line.

At this time, thousands of knight reinforcements sent by Ryan and led by Juan Carlos finally arrived. The knights charged with the justice of justice and the anger of the Lake God. The torrent of steel completely overwhelmed the Skaven, and the tide of ratmen Another rout.

The white dwarf Grim Bryndel nodded lightly to Juan and the knights who came to support him. He held the Grimnir Ancestor Rune Battle Ax in both hands and stepped towards the enemy step by step.

"Compatriots, follow me, the time has come to purge hatred!"

"The oath is here, solid as a rock!"

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