The Sun King's Evidence

The Brittanians were a little nervous about the appearance of this army. At this time, the knight army and the greenskins were evenly matched. With Ryan's order, the Old Guards were thrown in, and they had a slight advantage. But if they were attacked from the side now, To attack, even this battle-hardened iron army will only end in defeat.

Humans are far more fragile than elves.

But humans are far tougher than elves, especially Knight King Ryan here!

"My king, what is that?" Kalad has already returned from killing a circle. The Holy Grail has killed fifteen green-skinned warlords or shamans today. Wherever he appears now, the green-skinned ones are terrified. Run away, shouting that the warlord killer is coming.

Kalad liked the nickname as much as he liked the string of green-skinned warlord heads hanging from the back of his horse.

"Listen to the horn sound, that's the dwarf army!" Ryan looked towards the northern hillside. He raised his warhammer and shouted: "Soldiers, my knight brothers, the reinforcements are here! The dwarves are coming to support us!"

"Long live the king!" The morale of the knight army was greatly boosted, and they fought back the greenskins in one go.

At Titan's Gate, Skarsnik's expression changed slightly. The Eight Peaks Mountain Warlord first angrily scolded the headhunter Quirk and his Skaven army for being a bunch of idiots and incompetent guys. He focused his gaze. After carefully identifying the arriving troops, his expression became even more ugly.

"The dwarf of Iron Peak Castle." The Eight Peaks Mountain War General whispered feebly: "The Anvil Brotherhood, and the Royal Black Hammer Guards."

"Du~wu~du~wu!" The sound of the thunder horn kept ringing, and with the sound of neat steps, a dwarf army appeared on the northern hillside. They held high the banner of Iron Peak, just like this on the hillside. Array above.

"Advance, sons of Grunnni!" the dwarf chiefs ordered proudly.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The dwarf army of the Angland clan burst out with even more fervent cheers than before. The successive horn sounds once again ignited the fighting enthusiasm of the dwarves. Even Belegar was delighted: "We're finally here, Iron Peak Castle, and he's here in person."

The dwarf king of Iron Peak Castle, Khazadur-Dragonhammer, is a strong, legendary pinnacle warrior wearing the ancestral rune plate armor of Iron Peak and a pointed winged helmet. He stands proudly on the hillside, leading his own troops. The Black Hammer Guards appeared first, followed by Thorek Ironbrow, the dwarf runemaster of Iron Peak Castle, and his Anvil Brotherhood. They were like a steel shield wall, slowly and unstoppably. Start moving forward.

King Khazadur is hundreds of years old, which is considered old among dwarves. His serious and cold face has no expression, only indifference and hatred for the greenskins. Over the centuries, , he lost his queen and his son. Even though he joined forces with the High King and conquered the Black Rock Castle, and was given the head of Brandygolf, King Khazadur no longer had the vitality of his youth, but he was still strong. , still brave, but no longer full of blood and passion, only coldness and determination are left.

Near the King of Iron Peak Castle, his Royal Black Hammer Guards followed the king's footsteps with hammers in hand. In the middle of this group of hammer warriors, King Kazrael's nephew Kazrael was standing there. He proudly held the battle flag of Tiefengbao and shouted the slogan of Tiefengbao.

On the other side, the dwarf rune craftsman master Thorik Ironbrow also appeared. This dwarf rune master is already the most outstanding rune in the dwarf world except Clark the Harsh, the president of the Dwarf Craftsmen Association who stays at Eternal Peak. Master, he has devoted his life to discovering the lost fortress of the dwarves, restoring the past glory of the dwarves, and retrieving the long-lost rune technology. Therefore, he has always been committed to supporting Belegar in his great cause of regaining the Eight Peaks Mountain. It was he who persuaded King Khazador to personally lead the Iron Peak Castle army.

Thorik-Ironbrow, like all dwarf runesmiths, has a very, very stubborn character. He has refused to accept apprentices for hundreds of years because he always believed that the mustaches were careless and unreliable. Until a few years ago, News came in the year that Master Clark had taken on the rune craftsman Delon Feinson, who had been named the royal chief craftsman by Knight King Ryan, as his apprentice. Thorik Ironbrow, who was unwilling to admit defeat, reluctantly accepted a few An apprentice, he brought all his apprentices with him to this war.

"Hey! Belegar! I, Thorek Ironbrow, am here!" Unlike the silent and solemn King Khazadur, Thorek Ironbrow looked at the beacon fire in front of the Eight Peaks Mountain and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Let us Join forces with your fellow knights and smash these green bastards and disgusting rats into the ground!"

"Yeah yeah yeah!!!" The expeditionary army once again burst into thundering cheers. Now the morale of both the knights and the dwarf army skyrocketed, and the greenskins were a little panicked. Skarsnik's greenskins After several hours of hard fighting, the army still failed to defeat the expeditionary force's defense line. Instead, it suffered heavy losses. The greenskins' fighting spirit had gradually been drained away, and those gold cup cans were too terrifying.

On the hillside, Thorik-Ironbrow roared and said to King Khazadur next to him: "Please give the order, Your Majesty, the enemy cannot support fighting on two fronts."

"Well, very good. It seems that Belegar and his people really have hope to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain." King Kazadur took the water bag from his subordinates, which contained beer. The king took a swig. It was a pity for the dwarves that He threw the water bag directly to the ground with his eyes, the foam of beer dripped down the hillside, and the king himself blew the thunder horn.

The sound of the king's legendary trumpet sounds more like a heroic king in his prime than an old king racked by grief.

Just like that, the dwarf army of Iron Peak Castle rushed down from the side, approaching Skarsnik's flank. King Khazadur personally charged forward with his own rune battle axe. Just behind the king, a team of A group of dwarf warriors with determined expressions followed closely behind.

Although the dwarf army in Iron Peak Castle is less than 3,000, the greenskins still maintain a numerical advantage, but the dwarves are obviously better at fighting. Although the dwarves do not march fast, the greenskins have enough time to prepare for the battle, but they are attacked from two sides at the same time. , even Skarsnik knew very well that if it stopped doing something, it would fail completely.

The situation was extremely critical. Skarsnik noticed that Headhunter Quik obviously did not intend to invest any more elites. The Eight Peaks Mountain Warlord finally made its most important decision in this Titan Gate battle.

It ordered the Black Orc warlord Ugrok-Broken Fang to lead the most elite Black Orc Legion and the Night Goblin Legion "Eight Peaks Mountain Outlaws" to fight.

The Black Orcs are a very scary green-skinned species, very scary. No one knows the origin of the Black Orcs, because the Green-skinned ones never record history, but in the mouths of the bull-skinned kings of the Chaos Dwarves, Skarsnik once Learned that the Black Orcs were most likely a modification of the Chaos Dwarfs trying to enslave the Orcs, which were stronger, bigger, stronger, and waaagh! The Orks are even smarter, and don't like to kill each other, but like to taunt the losers.

Obviously, the transformation of the Chaos Dwarves was successful, but the enslavement failed. These terrible nightmare-like black orcs became an elite force that made the world tremble. They all wore heavy plate armor and held giant axes.

The other elite group is the Night Goblin Legion "Eight Peaks Mountain Outlaws". This legion has been serving under Skarsnik since the beginning of his fortune. After receiving Skarsnik's order, The madmen of Bafeng Mountain held high the banner of Evil Moon and marched into the battlefield. They waved big iron balls. Whether it was the plate armor of the dwarves or the enchanted armor of the knights, they could smash it into pieces with just one blow!

The storm of chain balls continued to rotate, harvesting the soldiers of humans and dwarves. Amidst the majestic horn sounds and fierce war drums, Skarsnik went to battle in person. The Eight Peaks Mountain War General stood proudly in front of the Iron Peak Castle army and the expeditionary army. , looking around, the Black Orc Legion entered the battlefield from behind. The Black Orc Warlord Ugrok-Broken Fang personally led these heavily armored warriors to charge.

The serf infantry in the front row were quickly slaughtered by the black orcs. Within a few minutes, the entire regiment was nearly wiped out. The remaining serf infantry fled screaming, and Bertrand immediately ordered the Old Guards. They were on top, but this time even the well-equipped troops like the Old Guard were defeated in front of the Black Orcs. The entire infantry company at the front lasted for no more than five minutes and lost more than 60 people. People, and all of them were dismembered, without any injuries.

Relying on the counterattacks of the Black Orc Legion and the Bafeng Mountain fanatics, the knight army suffered heavy casualties and was beaten back again and again. One team after another, the soldiers were harvested by the Black Orcs like straw, and the counterattacks of the knights were also cut by those The Night Goblin's hammer forced him to retreat, and the entire army began to show signs of collapse. The dwarf army of Iron Peak Castle had only reached half the distance. Skarsnik had already personally led the army to resist Iron Peak Castle's attack. attack.

Under the sky of Bafeng Mountain, there was blood and flames.

"The Second Infantry Regiment, completely destroyed!"

“The Belion Principality’s army was defeated!”

"The Second Company of the Old Guard has been routed!"

"The Unicorn Guard can't hold it any longer!"

"Your Majesty Ryan! We can't stand it anymore!"

Urgent reports came to Ryan one after another. The king's hand tightened the reins, but a terrible smile appeared on his face. He said to Count Julian: "Skarsnik lost, this time The battle, we won!”

"My king?" Count Julian did not understand.

"Because the mountain cannot move." Ryan's face gradually became ferocious and cruel. The King of Knights raised his war hammer and looked at the moving Evil Moon battle flag: "The mountain has moved. The glorious achievements of the generals of the Eight Peaks Mountain, It’s going to end today.”

"Veronica!" the King of Knights yelled.

"Understood!" Witch Jialan stood on the light magic vehicle, and the entire witch group immediately began to chant spells.

"Olica!" Ryan yelled next.

"I'm ready, Master!" The dark elf also held the Staff of Erth, and the power of the great spell condensed around her.

"Start!" Ryan took out the scroll of the great spell "Extreme Cold Realm" sent by Aurora from his arms: "Deal with them!"

The Bafengshan fanatics advanced very deeply at first, because no one dared to face off against the hammers in their hands. They directly broke through and slaughtered an entire group of serf infantry, and by the way, dozens of Old Guards and a dozen knights were eliminated. After the master, this group of night goblins suddenly felt the change in the weather.

"Cold! It's so cold! I'm so scared!" Frost novae suddenly exploded in the queue of the Bafeng Mountain fanatics. Hundreds of blizzards of frost energy and ice cones roared in the air, and the temperature was rising at an extremely fast rate. As they descended, the night goblins wailed and were hit by a powerful spell. Most of the goblins were frozen into ice sculptures on the spot, unable to move for a short period of time.

"Meteorite Technique!" Veronica's shout resounded across the battlefield. Dark clouds filled the sky. Three large meteorites with a diameter of more than 20 meters, wrapped in flames and molten flows, fell from the sky and bombarded the fanatics and soldiers in Bafeng Mountain Among the ranks of the Black Orc Legion, explosions like the earth was shattering resounded across the tops of the mountains and the sky.

"Twisted Void!" Orika's dark spell followed, and the endless dark end of the physical universe was torn apart. The chaos, light and void of the subspace collided with each other at the edge of this field, and the eight-peaked mountain was formed. The Zealots and Black Orcs were sucked into the Twisting Nether, screaming and being sucked into it, disappearing forever.

"It's time!" Ryan raised his warhammer and shouted loudly: "Brother knights, move forward, for the sake of the lady, for the sake of Britannia, let us fight bloody! Until death!"

"For the lady and the king! For Britannia!" the knights roared and rallied behind Ryan. Although every knight was covered in blood, they still charged with their king proudly: "Forward! !!”

Horse hooves were like thunder, lances were like forests, Ryan's horn sounded throughout the battlefield, and the steel torrent composed of more than a hundred knights directly impacted the remaining Black Orc Legion and the Eight Peaks Mountain fanatics, and the blood-stained iris flowers were scattered on the battlefield. bloom above.

The lance pierced the armor, the battle ax cut through the plate armor, and the hammer smashed the helmet. The king personally led more than a hundred knights on the battlefield and fought bloody battles with the Black Orc Legion and the Eight Peaks Mountain fanatics. One after another, the knights fell. They were either smashed into meat pies by hammers, or their armor and flesh were cut open by axes, but they had no regrets because they firmly believed that they were fighting for the kingdom, for the ladies, for their sacred beliefs and Fight with supreme glory.

In the midst of the fierce melee, the Black Orc warlord Ugrok-Shatterfang bumped into a knight. This knight was wearing a fine dwarf plate armor. He raised his sword and fearlessly attacked the Black Orc warlord. challenge.

"Baron Richard, Olivier is here!" Olivier rushed forward and bravely challenged the Black Orc warlord. His lance had broken, so he drew out his long sword with both hands, and his The sword swing was even faster than his battle cry.

Ugrok-Shatterfang smiled mockingly. The Black Orc warlord's battle ax beheaded Baron Richard's horse, and also knocked Olivier off his horse. Olivier had no time to mourn. With his beloved war horse, he swung a sword and hit Uglock-Broken Tooth directly in the chest: "Go to hell! Green bastard!"

But the Black Orc warlord chopped off the finely crafted two-handed sword like a branch with one axe. Uglock-Broken Tooth took advantage of the situation and cut off Olivier's head with a backhand axe.

This warrior, who was introduced by Archduke Schultz of Marienburg and had followed Ryan for more than ten years, died on the battlefield like this, with blood splattered all over the ground.

Ugrok-Shatterfang had no time to collect his trophies. He had already heard the sound of blunt impact. The Black Orc Warlord turned his head. The scene in front of him made him extremely excited!

Knight King Ryan was coming with terrifying anger. He had already jumped off the gryphon. With a sweep of Thor's hammer in his hand, he knocked two black orcs into the sky. The king knew that it was too late to save Olivier, but revenge was not yet available. In the evening, Ugrok-Shatterfang also immediately accepted the duel. The Black Orc Warlord and the Knight King met in a melee. The confrontation between the giant ax and Thor's hammer shocked the whole place and caused a large amount of sparks.

However, this duel ended in an instant. Just when the giant ax and Thor's hammer bounced away due to the impact, Ryan let go of one hand to hold the hilt of the Fury, white gold flames and light blue light. Enveloping the King of Knights, the goddess of vengeance drew a lower semicircle and swung upwards, directly cutting off Uglock-Broken Tooth's right hand holding the giant ax, as well as the entire forearm and the armor on it!

Black blood splattered everywhere!

"Ugh~oooo!" The Black Orc Warlord finally felt the heartbreaking pain. He howled miserably and knelt down on one knee, trying to press the wound with his left hand, but it was no longer necessary.

"Are you worthy of fighting against my champion?" Ryan cut off the head of the Black Orc warlord with a sword in a rage: "You are not worthy!"

The head of Ugrok-Shatterfang was picked up by the King of Knights. Amidst the roars that spread throughout the audience, the God-chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake raised the big head of the Black Orc warlord in the eyes of everyone on the battlefield and shouted Roar of victory.

The remaining black orcs stared at this canned hammer-wielding warboss with fear and trembling. He was so powerful and dazzling. After the general was killed and witnessed Ryan's power, the greenskins who originally shouted for a fierce battle Feeling uneasy and frightened, the black orcs began to fear.

Before it was over, Ryan charged again. Along the way, the King of Knights killed eight green-skinned warlords, more than twenty black orcs and countless night goblins, and took the banner of Evil Moon. No one was his opponent. After the Evil Moon banner, which symbolized Skarsnik's status and glory, crashed to the ground under Ryan's sword, the greenskins finally began to completely collapse.

"The story of the general of the Eight Peaks Mountain ends today!" Belega also witnessed the collapse of the evil moon banner. The King of the Eight Peaks Mountain finally made a decision. He began to sing ancient songs, calling for Valaya's name.

Under the ancient songs and the calls of the ancestors, the four dwarf ancestors are returning to the world in response to the call of the King of Eight Peaks Mountain: "The ancestors are calling us, dwarves, move forward!"

The white dwarf Grim Bryndel also raised the ancestral battle ax of Grimnir. He came to Belegar's side and shouted: "To the King! To the King!"

"Ahhhhh!!" The dwarves were all excited.

"charge!!!"

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