The Sun King's Evidence

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The scarlet eyes of the Norscan High King Varmir-Aislin in his black horned chaos helmet are looking at the burning city in the distance.

The Norse Mountain Legion's onslaught lasted seven days and nights.

Even High King Aislin was in awe of Mrs. Keesler's tenacity.

However, admiration is admiration. Aislin will not give Mrs. Keesler any mercy. For the Norscan barbarians, the best and most respectful way is to grant the other person a decent death and hang the other person's skull on one's body. .

The giant siege towers slowly advanced under Aislin's orders. Each siege tower was loaded with hundreds of Norscan Berserkers and Chaos Warriors who were waiting for fighting and glory. They banged their weapons desperately, Unleashing their own fury, Norscan shamans and warlocks chanted the sorcery of Chaos, summoning lightning to whip the resisters, and hundreds of monsters twisted by Chaos twisted their deformed bodies eager to carry out God's will. , rows of warriors marching towards the target with deafening drumbeats, as well as the twisted abandoned people and the large groups of beastmen tribes that later joined Norsca. These monsters that have no longer human form are heading towards like madmen. The city wall rushed away, just to make the dark gods love me again and look at me again.

"For the chaos!" The attacking troops are endless. They are unstoppable without considering casualties. Even if the defenders use bows, arrows, muskets and artillery to knock them down in pieces, more guys will rush up behind them. .

On the city wall, the guards and the Red Navy launched a resolute counterattack against the enemy. Ballistas and muskets would tear up those who came close. Wave after wave of attacks failed with heavy losses, but many of them still reached the bottom of the city wall. , they either took out their brass claws and tried to climb the city wall, or the world used its own mutated crab claws and tentacles to forcefully climb.

These monsters and beastmen played a very weak role. They did not achieve any greater results other than consuming the ammunition and energy of the defenders. But Aislin didn't care, because even the Norscans themselves looked down upon these rubbish. They are cannon fodder responsible for dying.

Soon the wall turned into a hell filled with corpses. The cannon fodder's attack diverted the energy of the defenders very well. Now several siege towers are gradually approaching. The cannons on the city wall kept firing. Chaos warriors and barbarian champions The warriors were bombarded by artillery until they were killed in one blow. Many phalanxes were even blasted with holes, but soon more Norscans filled the gaps in the phalanxes.

When the siege tower leaned against the city wall, the battle finally heated up and the sky seemed to be on fire. Many siege towers have been destroyed, and the warriors they carried were turned into ashes. At this time, corpses inside and outside the city have spread a black layer on the ground. The siege tower lowered its springboard, and countless crazy Nos. The Ka people roared and stepped onto the city wall. Although the defenders were exhausted, they still struggled to organize resistance.

The fearless figures of the Red Navy showed their power on the city wall. No matter how ferocious the offensive the Norscans organized, they were eventually defeated by the navy that came ashore in Kislev. One after another, the siege towers were destroyed. Burn.

After another whole day of futile efforts, High King Aislin finally felt impatient. The High King of Norsca finally chose to seek help from the Chaos Dwarves and was forced to accept the conditions of the Chaos Dwarves.

Three Chaos Hell Cannons came to the front line, and with roars full of pure malice that twisted the soul, the powerful demonic machines unleashed their fury.

Countless Kislev captives and slaves were brutally stuffed into the Chaos Hell Cannon amidst the shrill cries. Their flesh, flesh and souls were devoured by the Chaos Demon's wanton chewing. The flames of Hell were in these The terrifying creature exploded in its belly, and fireballs streaked across the mountains and plains. Thousands of attackers smashed into the city that was suffering from nightmares. The solid northeastern city wall of Erengrad was blown into powder under this blow, and the hell cannon The fire ball even exploded among the densely guarding troops in the city after destroying the city wall, ravaging the wailing crowd, spreading melted gravel and rubble everywhere, and the troops defending the city suffered heavy losses.

"Get up, soldiers, don't be afraid! Esun, I will always be with you!" Esun High Priest Bagration stood on the ruins of the collapsed city wall. The Bear God High Priest chanted the magic: "Forever, with you!" We are in this together!”

"Esun's Strength!"

Bagration's prayer was answered by the Bear God. The sky in Kislev was filled with light. All the defenders felt the Bear God's will envelope them. Infinite national pride and blood rose from their chests. For thousands of years, Kislev has never fallen, and he won't fall this time either!

Chaos sorcerers and shamans were surprised to find that their spells were temporarily ineffective, and these Chaos Chosen even more frantically ordered their armies to attack.

"Forward! Davarisi, for the motherland!" The Red Navy turned into black devils. They launched the most tenacious counterattack, fighting hand to hand with the Chaos Warriors and Barbarian Berserkers. The Chaos Army advanced amidst ashes and gunpowder flames. Unexpectedly, they could not resist it for a moment, and the front group was wiped out collectively, while the rear group was driven out of the city again in the charge of bear cavalry and wing cavalry.

Erengrad still stands.

What followed was another three days and nights of non-stop onslaught.

Erengrad still stands.

A full two weeks have passed, and all the Kislev citizens of Erengrad have united. Fifty thousand people have died in the battle at the top of the city. The remaining 350,000 Mrs. Kisler still refuses to give up. Refusing to surrender, even old men and women climbed onto the city wall. With their blood and iron will, they kept the Norse Mountain Legion from being able to move forward.

The Norscan Mountain Legion also paid a heavy price, with 20,000 people killed in the siege. However, reinforcements from the northern wasteland and Norsca continued to join Aisling's army, and the number of the Norscan Mountain Legion still remained. 45,000 people, however High King Aislin of Norsca realized that his legion's attack power was declining.

After a long siege with no results, the Chaos army was almost destined to habitually desert and slack off. The barbarians were tired of this long siege. They could not obtain enough heads to sacrifice to the God of Darkness, and Still unable to obtain enough trophies, there were already complaints in the camp, and the cohesion of the army was losing.

Aislin himself was also dissatisfied with the tasks assigned by Motkin. The barbarians did not like to chew on such hard bones. They preferred to kill and rob at the same time, and plundering all the way across the border was enough.

Seeing that Mrs. Keesler was going to resist to the end, the High King of Norska could not help but hesitate. Aislin once besieged Dulong City for thirty-five years and still failed to return. Now he is considering whether to give up. Siege Erengrad and join Black Iron Motkin who is passing through the Kislev border.

However, just when Aislin began to hesitate about the battle, a guy came to his camp.

He was the former Kislev Hussars General Vlasov who finally surrendered to the Norscans in the Battle of Zedevka.

That night, the sound of a war horn suddenly sounded, and the loud and rough sound even drowned out the sounds of fighting on the battlefield. The sound of cannons and urgent cries rang out from the port of Erengrad, and the place soon fell silent again.

But soon after, the guards were horrified to discover that the Norscans had launched an attack from a hidden water gate in the depths of the lake in the Erengrad port and rushed into the harbor. Admiral Kuznetsov hurriedly ordered the Red Navy to intercept .

Not far away, a big explosion suddenly occurred at the foundation of a destroyed city wall in the north of Erlengrad. Accompanied by a huge explosion and the sound of metal twisting and breaking, a section of the wall in the northern part of Erlengrad collapsed, with flames and smoke. Swallowing the entire area in an instant, some huge beasts covered with shaggy hair crashed through the ruins, leading the Chaos army to charge into the city. Behind them were thousands of screaming warriors with horned helmets and ferocious Chaos dogs. , the battlefield to the north immediately turned into a one-sided massacre.

The defense battle of Erengrad has become fierce. The northern city wall has fallen into the enemy's hands. The defenders rely on the streets and temples to resist desperately. Mannann Temple, Witch House Shop, Valena Temple, Justice Mansion, Thor Temple and Commander All Frost Houses were caught in the flames of war, and the Norscans poured into the city like a black flood that opened to release water.

Amidst the flames and ruins, the bodyguards of the High King of Norsca and the "Eight-Pointed Star Pattern" Legion of Chaos God-given warriors lined up in two rows to gloriously greet their High King and the self-proclaimed Emperor of Chaos, the Chosen of the Four Gods of Chaos. As Valmir Aeslin entered Erengrad, the Norscan High King rode his Chaos Steel Bull and strode over the corpses of Kislev soldiers and civilians. Arrows and bullets hit his black armor. Momentarily fragmented or stagnant.

He walked through the shattered gates, coldly taunting the miserable losers.

Vlasov got his wish, and the former Winger General was promoted to Champion of Chaos, following Aislinn.

The addition of the High King of Norsca dealt an almost devastating blow to the defenders of Erengrad. Soon, the stubborn Temple of Mannann was turned into ruins under Aislin's attack. The centuries-old "Western Palace" "It was also plundered completely by the Norscans, and just when Aislin planned to give the final blow to the defenders of Erengrad, on the dark street, a man shone in the firelight and divine light. The warrior stopped in front of Aislin.

That was Bagration, the high priest of Esun and the chosen one of the Bear God. He was holding a large skull-crushing hammer, with the Bear God's badge hanging on his chest. He was wearing a bearskin cloak and a bearskin hat. Wearing the half-plate armor of Esun's Blessing, he led a group of Boye nobles to repel the attack of the Chaos Warriors.

"My Lord, I call you in the name of Esun. Unparalleled evil is threatening mortals. Chaos barbarians are raging in Kislev. Please guide me, please lead me to the right path!" The Bear God's Chosen Calling out the name of the god.

The sky that was originally shrouded by dark clouds suddenly opened a crack, and the entire Erengrad was illuminated by the light of hope. Like daylight, hundreds of holy white-gold glows fell together with the heavy snow, pouring straight into the bear. The body chosen by God.

Bagration's body underwent an astonishing change. His eyes radiated golden light, and a giant bear mark began to appear on his face. His whole person's aura was suddenly shocked, and it was a kind of energy that almost spread throughout the world. The power of the entire land of Kisler and the will of the bear god Esun spread throughout the city. He is as powerful as Mrs. Kisler’s blood and fighting spirit hidden deep in the blood, protecting people and fighting against evil. He combines the warmth of a father with the brutal strength of the weak.

The Bear God Chosen, shrouded in the wind, snow and divine light, roared angrily, and the beast spirits of hundreds of white bears rushed out of the light and tore apart the barbarian front, sweeping away the nearby barbarians.

Then, Bagration and Aislin looked at each other. Both sides could feel the anger and the will of the gods behind them to fight. The bear god picked up the skull-crushing hammer and signaled Aislin to get out.

The High King of Norsca happily agreed. He waved his bodyguards, the eight-pointed stars, to get away. He wanted to have a championship showdown with the Bear God's Chosen One.

Everyone left the scene, and just above the ruins of the streets of Erengrad, Bagration and Aislin launched a championship showdown.

Relying on the possessed power of Ursun, the Chosen Bear God was able to match the power of the High King of Norsca. Such a desperate war allowed Bagration to burst out with unprecedented power. The skull-crushing hammer and Aislin's Talisman When the Wen Demon Sword and the Blood Battle Ax clashed, the sound shook all directions, and the power of Esun and the power of Chaos spread everywhere.

The confrontation between the two sides caused the streets to explode around the two men, and the great championship showdown caused the night sky of Erlengrad to form a colorful curtain of light, as brilliant as fireworks.

After a few minutes of the great championship showdown, Bagration finally seized the opportunity. He slammed the hammer with all his strength, and after blasting away Aislin's defense, he hit his shoulder. The High King of Norsca groaned. He forcefully withstood the attack, and swung his bloody battle ax horizontally with his other hand, directly sweeping towards the gaping chest of the Bear God's Chosen One.

The badge of Ersun's blessing saved Bagration's life. The badge burst out with light, resisted the bloody battle ax and exploded into pieces.

The sharp rune demon sword was thrust forward. The blade exuding the power of chaos was blocked by the skull-crushing hammer only five millimeters away from the bear god's chosen face. Aislin stomped forward hard, shouldering Pressing down, all the strength of his body was pressed down, and the skull-crushing hammer and hands in Bagration's hands were pressed to the ground.

The High King of Norsca hit the high priest Esun's face with his shoulder. Bagration took a step back and swung a hammer to dent Aislin's facial armor. The High King of Norsca made a cry of pain but did not After being knocked stiff, the battle ax in his hand followed, and the rotating ax blade broke through the plate armor blessed by Ersun from the side, tasting the blood of the Bear God's Chosen One.

High Priest Esun was knocked to the ground. He breathed painfully, prayed, and begged his master: "My Lord, please give me strength, please let me continue to fight. Kislev cannot end here, no. "

Aislin was slowly approaching. He raised the Chaos Rune Demonic Sword, and was about to give Bagration the final blow, but the Bear God Chosen suddenly raised his giant hammer, and the hammer body burned with The fire as bright as the sun and the thundering lightning! He actually blocked Aislin's attack head-on!

Bagration's whole body was shrouded in blizzard, and golden flames and the light of the sun burst out from his eyes: "Ahhhhh!!!"

"I am Ersun, the Bear God! For the glory of the Northern God!"

"I am Daha, the God of Fire! For the glory of the Northern God!"

"I am Thor! For the glory of the Northern God!"

The confrontation between the Chaos Rune Demonic Sword and the Skull Crusher Hammer erupted with a series of sparks and bright lights. The power of the three northern gods and the power of Chaos clashed head-on. Aislin was pushed back several steps in succession. The bear god in front of him was the Chosen One. It was so bright that Aislin narrowed his eyes in annoyance. The High King of Norsca spoke coldly while holding the Chaos Rune Demonic Sword against the Skull Crusher.

"Chaos, no points!"

The body of the Chosen One of the Four Chaos Gods burned with colorful flames, and the Chaos emblem on his body constantly flashed the blessing of the God of Darkness. His strength was greatly strengthened, and he withstood the attack of the giant hammer.

Then, Aislin quickly grabbed the blood battle ax with his other hand, and hit the bear god's chosen waist with the axe.

The armor was shattered, flesh and blood were torn, and everything was silent.

The flames on the skull-crushing hammer went out, and the giant hammer flew out uncontrollably.

The incomparably powerful power in Bagration was extinguished by this blow, just like a water pump draining the last bit of water from a lake that was about to dry up. Flames, lightning and sunlight turned into reluctance. Three twisted beams of light struck Aislin, and then returned to the subspace, back to where they came from.

A big hole was blown out of Aislin's chest, which was given by the Chaos God. The ribs and beating heart could be seen in the charred flesh. The Chosen One of the Four Chaos Gods endured the tremendous pain, threw away the battle ax, and held the Chaos tightly with both hands. Rune magic sword.

The Bear God player covered his bleeding waist and tried to fight back with his fists.

The rune demon sword drew an arc and fell.

The head was split open in the middle, blood spurted out, and brains splattered everywhere.

Bagration, the youngest high priest of Esun in the history of Kislev and the chosen bear god, died gloriously on this day and died in Erengrad.

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