Warhammer Throne

"Forward, InthenameoftheUrsunandTor!"

When the 1st Guards Lancers rushed into the battlefield under the leadership of Marshal Rokosovsky, the defeat of the Beastmen was already irreparable. For these beasts, they fled when attacked on three sides at the same time. And collapse this is biological instinct.

Exquisite equipment, pointed kite feather helmet, gorgeous breastplate and burqa, wings fluttering behind him in the woods, wing cavalry attacking the fragile waist of the beastman from the side, sharp spears and thunderous horseshoes, in the forest Echoing among them.

Marshal Rokosovsky personally charged forward. He drew the saber from his waist and faced the sky. Hundreds of lances were raised horizontally. The red and white flags were floating near the tip of the spear. It was a beautiful picture. A scene of blood surging, it is the pride of the cavalry and the unyielding glory from mankind. Nothing can inspire the morale of the army more than the neat array of the cavalry, the dense spear array and the roaring in unison.

"Go forward! Go forward! In the name of the bear **** Ursun and Thor!" Rokosovsky finally got his chance as he wished. The marshal loudly ordered the wing cavalry to charge, as the middle mounted cavalry, these wing cavalry brigade There is no such heavy equipment and inconvenient steering as the knights. On the contrary, the wing cavalry is best at turning quickly in battle, and they skillfully avoid the enemy's siege.

The red and white army flag held high and the giant bear and iris flower pattern on the army flag indicate that the winged cavalry that frightened the old world are not dead!

Rokosovsky drew his machete, flashed its axe at the oncoming big horned beast, and slashed it on its back. The big horned beast's back spewed a stream of fishy blood, and it had no time to avoid it. , The next spear has pierced its shoulder, and the wing cavalry’s iron hoof has knocked the big horned beast to the ground, stepping into a mass of mud!

When the winged cavalry entered the battlefield, the Beastman's middle army was cut off in an instant, and the army was instantly trapped in a three-sided siege, and the remaining Beastman's remnants of less than a thousand people had been defeated by the winged cavalry's charge.

But it is not the Wing Cavalry that decides the victory. Even if they are attacked on three sides, there are still a large number of horned beasts, big horned beasts, and several minotaur war gangs fighting against the trapped beasts. They rushed under the leadership of the Beastmaster and tried to kill. Make a gap.

At this time, behind the human army, a familiar singing sound from far to near, this song evokes the fear engraved in the DNA of the beasts, when the soldiers wearing bearskin hats line up in an array, like an artistic drumbeat When Shengzhong joined the battlefield, even the elite Bighorns and Minotaurs in the Beastman's army could not help but retreat subconsciously.

"I love fried onions~ of course this is a good onion."

"I love onions, I love onions, I love onions~"

"Comrades-in-arms go forward! Comrades-in-arms go forward, go forward, go forward!"

"Get out of the pot and burn oil, fry an onion, and eat the onion, as brave as a lion (Lane)!"

"Get out of the pot and burn oil, fry an onion, and eat the onion, as brave as a lion (Lane)!"

"Comrades-in-arms go forward! Comrades-in-arms go forward, go forward, go forward!"

The old guards drove into the battlefield and dealt a fatal blow to the orcs. These veterans of a hundred battles came to clean up the situation relentlessly. They waved the halberds produced from the dwarf man-made workshop to stir the big horns. They used two-handed swords to chop down the armor of the Minotaur. Their array was so strong that the elite Beastmen, who were clearly superior in physique and strength, retreated in front of the old guards, half of them were The power is invincible, and the other half is fear.

Skar, the horned bull, the king of beasts, screamed angrily. It personally joined the battle scene against the old guards, rampaging on the **** and chaotic battlefield. The dark runes on its battle axe exuded white scorching destructive energy. , The hard bull's head and four giant horns forced the old guard's line away, and flew out five old guards with a broken arm. Then the battle axe fell, and the two old guards were split on the spot. Two halves.

The commander of the halberd battalion, Raymond, came to face this violent monster. Raymond’s Seiko rune halberd was bounced off by the bighorn bull’s rune tomahawk in the first confrontation. Raymond’s hands were numb with this shock. , He subconsciously threw the halberd away, took out the blunderbuss, and shot the giant horned bull Skal in the head: "Bang!"

"Boom!" The bullet hit the bull's head, which was harder than iron, and only a spark was wiped out on Skal's head. The Beastmaster proudly released a proud roar, indicating how you can Hurt this big...

The laughter stopped abruptly.

"Shoo!" The black arrow that had been burning Taer's rage flashed past the bodies of the three minotaurs from a distance and swung around in the air, instantly hitting Skal's right eye, ending the Beastmaster's wild laugh!

"Woo~ chuckle~ oooo~" The giant horned bull uttered a horrible howl higher than a while, and it tried to reach out and pull out the arrow, but the black arrow is easy, the point of the arrow has already penetrated deep into the eye socket. Penetrating deep into the bull's head, the big horn bull's remaining eye turned upwards and fell to the ground to death.

Two hundred meters away, the old guard commander Bertrand lowered Taer's bow and nodded towards Leimen, Taer Chosen began to look for the next target.

the other side.

"Justice ruling!" Petain was chanting a spell. The power of punishment belonging to the Gray Knight enveloped all nearby armies and strengthened their lethality. After that, Petain, Xiafei and Gustave were three of them. The weapons fell all at once, tearing the screaming Shaman Dar to pieces in the gray knight's sacred light, and the screaming shaman's extremely evil magic power was purified under the power of the gray knight recruits.

It seemed that the defeat of the Beastmen was inevitable. The Beastmaster and the Neighing Shaman were killed one after another, and the victory was only a few steps away from the Bretons.

But at this moment, a Ranger suddenly appeared from the rear, and he screamed: "It's not good! Your Excellency Marshal! Behind!"

"What's going on behind?!" Bertrand was shocked.

"There are large groups of dragons and centaur warriors coming here!" The scout yelled anxiously, "There are a lot of them!"

"how many?"

"More than three thousand, among them are more than three hundred wild dragons and three thousand horses and beasts! They are already less than two kilometers away from here!"

"What?!" Bertrand looked at the besieged army of orcs in the center of the battlefield, shaken by the collapse, cold all over!

If it is attacked from the rear at this time, the entire battlefield will be defeated. Not only will it not be able to win, but it may also suffer extremely huge losses.

How to do? ! Bertrand subconsciously wanted to consult Rokosovsky, but saw that Luo Shuai was still leading the winged cavalry and the Lancers to fight in the Beastman battle group, and the old guard commander was forced to calm down. In fact, he was already a little panicked. He ordered the soldiers to reorganize while thinking about countermeasures.

At this time, Raymond made a **** way and came to Bertrand. The battalion commander of the old guard halberd battalion shouted to the marshal: "Marshal, why don't you continue to attack?"

"There are more than three thousand Beastmen's cavalry copied towards our back bread!" Bertrand suppressed his emotions without panic, the marshal said to Raymond, "It's very close here, we can't be attacked by both sides. , Otherwise this battle will fail!"

"Damn it!" Raymond was covered in blood and minced meat from beasts. The old guard battalion commander cursed. He took his halberd from his subordinates and gritted his teeth. He thought about it and made a decision. : "Marshal, send me the halberd battalion of the old guards and that team of rangers, and I will be responsible for dealing with this group of Beastman cavalry! If possible, send me four artillery guns!"

Ryan was so kind to him, a fugitive from Lyonace, who could mix with the battalion commander of the old guards, and get the title of knight. He was already content, and a certain spirit lingered in Raymond's heart. It was a sacrifice in knighthood. .

In order to win, someone has to sacrifice for it.

"But?!" Bertrand opened his eyes wide, and Raymond planned to...

"Mountain, you can't move!" Raymond reached out and took Bertrand's hand. The battalion commander of the halberd battalion showed determination on his face: "Marshal, I have a request."

"Say it!" Bertrand also squeezed Raymond's hand.

"If I unfortunately die here, my brother and mother will be taken care of by you."

"If one day... your mother will be my mother!"

"Thank you" Raymond said silently. He gave an order, and the halberd soldiers of the Old Guards really ordered and prohibited them. They quickly left the battlefield. The Wood Elf Ranger team immediately followed under the leadership of Dess. At the same time, Bei Tron also ordered the four Yaori rockets to steer collectively!

This group of soldiers with no more than five or six hundred people will face the legendary dragon demon and a huge centaur battle group.

Five minutes later, the group of soldiers began to line up between a woodland. The halberds lined up in two thin lines. The rangers were also ready for battle. Everyone knew that this was a very special battle. Dangerous sniper warfare, but the loyal old guards are determined to die.

In the distance, a large group of Beastman cavalry was approaching, and the sound of beast hooves reached the soldiers' ears.

Raymond was standing in the military formation. At this time, the battalion commander was calmer than ever before. Dess, the ranger, stood beside him, only to hear Raymond chewing a word.

Your Majesty has been teaching us that the old guard is a mountain.

Not moving like a mountain...not moving like a mountain...not moving like a mountain.

There is it! Raymond suddenly slapped his thigh: "There is a way!"

"You guys, think you are dead! Don't move your position anyway!" The battalion commander strode across the array, and he issued the command: "Under no circumstances, you can't move!"

"Yes!"

The old guards lined up in two rows, standing on the spot, being firmly attracted like a magnet, motionless, these loyal war veterans were ready to sacrifice.

Rangers have also entered the deployment.

Two minutes later, when more than 3,000 Beastman cavalrymen met Lei Meng army in the forest from far to near, Beastman half-man Beast King Gallo-Warhoof was surprised to find that its outflank was seen through by the enemy!

That is the legendary old guard! The line is already lined up and waiting for them here!

"Human... lies... Garol... deceived!" The centaur beast king raised his great axe to signal the flood of wild orc cavalry to stop temporarily, wanting to observe the situation, this time outflanked from the rear Has the plan succeeded?

I saw that the number of humans could not be seen clearly, thick smoke and dust filled the forest, and only the first two rows could be seen.

Jialuo-Warhoof recognizes them, they are the legendary old guards, the elite of human beings.

Moreover, these elites were motionless, their expressions were very cold, and even seeing so many centaur and even dragon demon appeared, they didn't respond, and they didn't even plan to adjust their formation.

A general stood in the middle of the army. He wore a cap with half crooked feet, and he was even eating fruit when he had time.

It feels wrong!

Jialuo-Warhoof has yet to be seen again. At this time, hundreds of feather arrows flew out of the smoke, and wave after wave were thrown towards the Beastman, and the sound of artillery was heard from a distance.

No, there is an ambush! The centaur Beast King Galo immediately realized that there was a deceit. If a cunning beastman rushed forward, he was very likely to be ambushed by humans. The Beast King Galo immediately signaled the army to retreat: "Retreat... Humans... Despicable, Gallo... not stupid. !"

"Retreat...retreat!" The Beastman cavalry retreated, braving the bows and arrows of the rangers.

The Beastman cavalry retreated arrogantly, and a ranger subconsciously planned to go up after seeing this. Raymond suddenly threw the fruit on the ground and yelled: "Don't move!!!"

The roar stopped everyone, and the soldiers gave up moving and were firmly nailed to the spot.

Seeing that humans always seemed to be confident, the Beastman no longer hesitated, the whole army retreated, and more than 3,000 Beastman cavalry ran away in an instant.

A few minutes later, the scout confirmed that the Beastman cavalry had retreated. Raymond was soaked with sweat. Hearing this news, the old guard battalion commander finally let out a sigh of relief and almost slumped to the ground, and hurriedly ordered the retreat.

In the end, this encounter in the depths of the Ardennes ended with a sound victory of the Breton army, and the Knights of the Army escaped from the siege of the beasts in a very beautiful retreat.

More than 700 people were killed in Bretania and more than 2,000 were injured.

One Beastman killed one Beast King and one screaming shaman, and lost more than 7,000 people, with almost no wounded or captured.

On the way back to the class, when the Chivalry army passed by a niche and spring of the fairy goddess in the lake of Musilon.

The masterpiece of the lake god’s light illuminates the gloomy winter sky. The fairy in the lake emerges from the light. The goddess is wearing an edelweiss cedar double-color off-shoulder silk dress, holding the Holy Grail in both hands, towards victory The returning soldiers smiled.

Everyone knelt down, thanked the goddess for giving them this glorious victory, and praised the name of the goddess of beauty.

However, the fairy in the lake shook her head slightly, her delicate face hidden in the mist smiled faintly, in the platinum divine light, the jade hand gently pointed towards the old guard, motioning him to come out.

"Sir Raymond Mountbatten, please get out."

"You have used your bravery, your wisdom, and your virtues to prove your chivalry spirit. Now, please come over."

"I will bestow you, Sir Raymond Mountbatten, with the highest glory of the Holy Grail!"