Warhammer Throne

Chapter 1200: , Man bald head Anjuping 5th Road

The five-way army attacked Silvania at the same time, which was a huge challenge for the undead's plan to resurrect Nagash.

The Lich King Arkhan must support Nagash’s resurrection ceremony, and his army of tombs must be guarded at the ceremony site outside Dunkenhof Castle. Therefore, the important task of fighting the five-way army was given to Manfred. -Von Kastein.

Facing the simultaneous attack of the Five Route Army, Manfred was obviously more excited than anxious, and happy than fear. The last earl of the vampire soon held a "sworn meeting" in Dunkenhof Castle and called a part of the von- The vampire of the Castine family.

What displeased Manfred was that only less than half of the von Kasteins came to the castle to be summoned by family vampires. The last vampire count was angry and embarrassed for his lack of charisma. He swears. When the ceremony was successfully launched, he stole Nagash's power as planned, and he wanted to let those disobedient people taste his power.

Similar to Ryan's idea, Manfred also divided the five-way army-which are our primary enemies, which are less important enemies, and which are objects that can be isolated.

First of all, Manfred is convinced that if these five armies are united, Sylvania is probably finished, Nagash and Akhhan are also going to be finished, and even he is expected to hide again. Go in the chaos wasteland or the roof of the world mountains.

However, only humans and high-precision armies are united in these five armies, and the rest are fighting separately.

This is easy to deal with, Manfred immediately prioritized screening out the two most noteworthy enemies.

Karak-Kadrin’s army of the Butcher King dwarves, this army is the most threatening, as many as three to four thousand dwarves not only carry a large number of firearms and equipment and war machines, but also the King of Butcher himself, Agrim -The fighting power of Iron Fist is known to the whole world. After his resurrection, Manfred has been very careful not to provoke the butcher king under any circumstances, otherwise he and his army of butchers will once again fulfill the ancient alliance with the empire. Brings Silvania a fatal threat.

Then there is the dark prophet Marago’s army of orcs. This army of tens of thousands, and also constantly getting new recruits from the dark forest, also makes Manfred feel jealous. The number of orcs is too large. Fred did not have the confidence to win the battle.

However, Marago and its army of Beastmen have a fatal weakness, that is, this huge army of Beastmen can hardly be called an "army". The chaos of its command makes them more like a mob, Marago As the Great Neighing Shaman, the binding force on the Beastman is limited to the "Oracle declaration" to the Beastmaster and the following Neighing Shaman, and it can hardly control this army except for its own guard.

In the back is the coalition of humans and high-precision forces. The coalition composed of the Knights Templar and the high-precision army is barely powerful-but the number of elites is too small, and Manfred has the abundance of defeating high-precision and human beings. Experience, in his opinion, it is not difficult to defeat them again.

As for the weakest, it is undoubtedly the wood elves legion of Aralos-few people, few elites, weak fighting will, Sylvania this place is very cursed for the wood elves' life magic.

In this way, when the Five Route Army simultaneously launched an attack on Sylvania, Manfred followed his ancestor Vlad and used all his talents to make a careful plan and performance.

No matter how many ways you come, I will only go all the way!

Von Kastein's army, dispatched!

The red sun is shining all over the east, and the ancestor **** of the dwarves is singing indulgently~

Although the dwarves set off last, as in any case, the army of the butcher king Agrim-Ironfist arrived and entered Sylvania first, symbolizing the king's flag of the butcher Agrim-Ironfist standing in the air. In front of him, the Beastmen and Greenskins fled.

If it were in the past, Agrim-Tekken would only laugh at this scene, showing off the glory and power of the Butcher’s Fort, but now the situation is different. The female dwarf priest of Valaya told the Butcher King, the oldest and primitive Evil is waiting for rebirth in Sylvania.

This question was also verified at the Meeting of Eternal Peak Dwarf Kings a few months ago. When the dwarves heatedly discussed whether to seal the mountain for self-defense, the High King Thorglin mentioned a battle in Nagashza. , The high elves have lost their little queen. The news that the little queen might be in Sylvania made Agrim-Tekken realize that perhaps going to help the elves this time is the same for all order races. A good thing.

King Butcher’s army quickly entered Sylvania. At first, the dwarves encountered some institutional resistance from vampires, but only the confrontation between the army of the vampire Count Waldner and the army of the dwarves could be called a war. The invincible count of vampires went up two times, and was split his head with Dago's axe by the butcher king. The undead army under his command was scattered and turned into smoke and dust.

Manfred immediately realized that the dwarves were indeed his greatest threat after losing a good man. It would be a disaster if the Butcher King's dwarf army broke into the depths of Sylvania.

To this end, Manfred did not hesitate to throw in three vampire barons and their army-as usual, one man with one axe, three vampire barons were also beheaded on the spot by the butcher king with the Dago’s axe, perhaps Sylvania was beheaded. The cursed land can make humans and elves feel extremely uncomfortable, but the dwarves are not affected by the wind of magic. The advance of the butcher king is relatively smooth. Agrim-Ironfist immediately sent a messenger to tell the wood elves and Gao A coalition of elite humans, they will meet at Taranhof Castle.

However, King Butcher did not realize that everything was in Manfred's plan.

Manfred's sacrifice at any cost quickly attracted the attention of the Butcherburg army to another place. In that place, there was also the Dark Prophet Marago's army of wild orcs, which was chaotic. Unbearable, almost all the orcs were acting with instinctive hunger, and Manfred easily attracted the army of the orcs.

When Agrim-Iron Fist smelled the smell of the Beastman's unique stench in the air, he hurriedly signaled the army to prepare for the battle. Just after the Dwarven Artillery had established a position, when the Dwarven Warriors had just lined up their shield walls. At that time, starving beasts appeared, the big horns and the horns charged together, the minotaurs used giant axes to test the dwarves’ shield walls, and the dwarven cannons and organ cannons plowed out **** blood in the Beast’s army. In the deep ditch, the dwarf butchers shouted the butcher's oath, trying to find their own relief and the most glorious sacrifice.

In the middle of the battlefield, the butcher king Agrim-Iron Fist, he slew the Dago's axe back and forth, jumping around, sweeping, the hot blood of the orcs sprinkled on his cloak, Valaya The holy emblem was so hot that it injected endless energy into King Butcher's body.

"Twenty-two!" The axe scraped across the neck of a horned beast.

"Twenty-three!" The Minotaur's forehead split open.

"Twenty-four!" The flame belonging to King Butcher on Dargo's axe pierced the breastplate of a big horned beast, and Agrim-Iron Fist roared happily, "Son of Grimmnir! Let's have a good fight. !"

"For Kadrin, for King Butcher!" The dwarf butchers rushed forward frantically and fought with the beasts ten times more than their own. The Dark Prophet Marago summoned a swarm of crows and a scorpion. Tail lion.

"Drink!" The rune craftsman hit the doomsday anvil with a hammer, smashing the crows to pieces.

On the battle line with a diameter of more than a thousand meters, the war between the Beastmen and the Dwarves has begun.

"War!" The Butcher King charged forward, his body turned for two and a half weeks in the air, cutting off the limbs of a group of Beastmen like a spinning top, and then seizing the opportunity to chop down a Beast King who was commanding with an axe, the Butcher King roared Signaling the dwarf soldiers behind to come up, he saw that a large group of minotaurs had broken through the shield wall of their compatriots, and Agrim saw a dwarf mustache bitten off by the minotaur.

"Ahhhh! Valaya is on, the son of darkness must pay the price!" The Butcher King yelled, his body like a cannonball, drawing an orange rainbow under the dark sky of Sylvania. An axe in the air chopped off an arm of the Minotaur: "In the name of Grimmnir, I declare you to die!"

"Boom!" An amber spear that flew from the side hit the butcher king's body, and Agrim was blown out and fell into a piece of mud bombed by artillery fire.

"Hmm~" The butcher's tattoo on the butcher king and his Valaya cloak protected him. He tried to get up with an iron fist. He shook his head vigorously, trying to expel the dizziness and confusion.

"Roar... big mouth... meat... dwarf... meat... strong... delicious!" A big horned beast was sturdy, and walked quickly in front of the butcher king.

"Shoo!" The Arrow of Starfire fell into the big horn beast's eye sockets for an instant. It struggled for a while, and Agrim saw the lump of meat falling on the ground like a hill, splashing a large amount of dust.

who is it? The butcher king looked back quickly.

"Hey! Shorty, are you still alive?" A familiar voice came from not far away.

"Ah! It's you, stinky elf boy!" Agrim heard the other party's voice immediately. The Butcher King was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed brightly.

"Kunos volley!" Six phantom lights sprang out from the green leaf bow, and dozens of spark arrows were split in the air. The beasts in front of the Butcher King instantly fell, and a vigorous green figure fell from the sky. .

The hero of the wood elves, Aralos is here!

He grabbed Aggrim's cloak, lifted the butcher king from the ground like a chicken, and then grinned and said, "Dwarf, you can't do it~"

"Who said I can't do it! Elf brat!" Agrim-Iron Fist cursed, he couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Alaros, but he felt ashamed, so he forced his face: "Who wants you to save! I will immediately It's about to cut off its head!"

"Thank me."

"Um?"

"Thank me." Aralos looked at the rear of the dwarven army with provocative eyes.

The army of dwarves in Butcher’s Castle gave out excited cheers. Behind them, more than three hundred wood elves woodland guards and a hundred deep forest scouts joined the battlefield. The wood elves’ team is not as neat as the high elves, but they are on the battlefield. The wildness and strong vitality of the dwarves gave the dwarves the confidence to win this battle.

There are two teams of woodland cavalry, each team has forty or fifty people. As soon as they saw the Beastman, their faces showed deep hatred and disgust. Without reminding, everyone began to bow and shoot arrows.

"I..." The Butcher King knew that Aralos was here to help him. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything to thank him.

"Thank me." Aralos emphasized again.

"Thanks..." Agrim-Iron Fist reluctantly spit out a note, Aralos immediately smiled, and patted King Butcher on the shoulder very understandingly: "Don't tell me, I know all about it, dwarves. It’s not easy to be able to do this. I accept your thanks. Don’t be so headstrong next time."

"I..." Agrim's face turned red, and the butcher Wang Qianyan was stuck in his throat, really didn't know what to say.

Aralos didn't give him a chance. The Wood Elf hero turned around coolly, his cloak swept across the face of King Butcher, drew out the arrow of the quiver behind him, and aimed at the target: "Esley, volley!"

"For Esso Loren!" The arrow that ignited the power of the spark fell into the orc army like a storm. Hundreds of orcs fell one after another, but these numbers are nothing to the army of the orcs. .

"Draw out the weapon, for Queen Alaire, for the great forest!" Alalos raised his leafy spear, the wood elf hero alone took the lead, facing the horn beast with dozens of spears, Alalos's spear pointed downwards, and will face each other. The tip of a gun that came was rolled up and bounced and stabbed at the same time. The first blow was the taste of blood.

Behind the Wood Elf hero, two teams of war dancers quickly joined the battlefield. They either armed with two-handed swords, or green leaf spears, or swords and daggers, or large axes, shouting the name of the deceiver Loek, and followed With their hero rushed into the battlefield.

The real massacre has begun!

"Ah! What makes the elves rush faster than the most brave and fearless dwarves! I don't think they have longer legs!" The Butcher King Agrim suddenly felt a deep sense of shame in his bones. He raised the axe of Dago: "Boy, let us compare, who kills more? I have already killed 25?"

"Really?" Aralos danced among the crowd of beasts, and the wood elf hero laughed: "I'm already fifty-six, dwarf!"

"What?!" Agrim wanted to scold the impossibility at first, but the Butcher King immediately remembered the previous volley of Poconos, the son of Grimmnir yelled: "I will surpass you. Raya swears!"

"Glimnir, give me strength!" With the rise of the butcher king, the dwarf butchers followed the king to launch an assault. After a full eight years, the wood elves and the butcher fort dwarves once again formed a coalition!

The battle of the Redstone Tomb was on the land of Sylvania, where an army of Beastmen and an army of Wood Elves and Dwarves clashed head-on.

Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, on a dead tree not far away, a red-eyed bat was watching all this with satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, that's right!"

"That's how we fight~"

"The rest to deal with is the high elves and the idiots of the Templars."

"So, how do you solve them?"

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