Warhammer Throne

"Beep~"

"Beep~"

The sound of the horn from the south spreads into the city.

"Beep~"

The sound of the ancient horn goes from far to near.

The imperial troops still in the **** battle in Braunschweig couldn't help but turn their eyes to the south.

The army of Nurgle outside the city, and the three Grote brothers also turned their eyes to the south.

Even Festus, the chosen champion of Nurgle, who was planning to defeat Cemetery Rose and executed Frederick in the city, looked to the south.

It's a pity that in the heavy rain, I can't see anything, the rain is too loud and I can't hear anything.

However, the sound of this horn reminded Festus that the champion of Nurgle God’s Choice remembered the first task that his father had given him, which was to destroy the Great Temple of Saria in Brunswick. Liya regrets the punishment of marriage (?), this is Nurgle's first task, which takes priority over everything.

The goddess of mercy Saria has two main temples. The largest is in Brittania. Since the archbishop was kidnapped and sacrificed by Arkhan, it has gradually declined. Now the largest main temple is in Braunschweig, and Nurku hates the wedding. For the hot water, the benevolent father wants to completely destroy the main temple of Salia in return!

Look at the enemy in front of you, a high-ranking death wizard in the sanctuary, the natural enemy of life (referring to the scum), a dragon, and the son of the sun who is holding rune teeth and howling like a tiger, Faith Tuss knew that it would take some time for him to win them. The champion of Nurgle God's Choice finally took a sip to show his disdain. He waved his hand to indicate that the Nurgle demons rushed up, but he stepped back. It's time to help the loving father." Uncle Ga!"

"Feizi!" Kugas wore six steam tanks, a team of Nur armored forces, three Hellstorm rockets, two Hell squall rapid-fire cannons, a light magic vehicle, four battle mages, and two battle priests. , Two teams of Nuer Musketeers, and two Grey Knight veterans attacked, Nurgle's chief demon was too big, it was too conspicuous.

The figure is too big, not to mention the elite of the Nur Iron Armored Army, even if the ordinary imperial militias take the lead, it is difficult to hit it.

"Uncle Ga, we retreat, we can't earn 10,000 here!" Festus signaled to retreat.

"Okay, Uncle Ga listen to you, never do anything about face, it doesn't matter if you earn or not!" Kugas was really stunned, especially the silver bullets of the Nur Iron Armor, which was filled with mercury or After being soaked in holy water, it hurts a bit when hit, but Nurgle gave it special strength, but it was not used here!

"Yes, just be happy!" Kugas punched Bethan into a house with a punch, then slapped Fuxi into the ground with a slap.

Feiga immediately retreated and led the Nurg army toward the middle of the rich district in the south of the city, leaving behind a large group of Nurg low-level demons.

As soon as these two guys withdrew, the pressure on the Nuer Army dropped to several levels, and more reinforcements had arrived.

The cemetery rose up, and the Supreme Dean of the Amethyst Academy said to Frederick: "You better expect your father to bring someone there."

"What if not?" Frederick was still recalling the fear he had just now. He is now only a legendary elementary powerhouse, and Festus is already close to a demigod. The huge gap made the baron know that he still There is a long way to go.

"Then we are all going to die here today." Elspeth said a sneer, and then she confirmed the scarlet dragon's injury: "Leave it to me here."

"Okay!" More Nuer soldiers approached from behind holding swords, shields and halberds. Frederick no longer hesitated. He nodded and rushed to the castle. After confirming that the demon of Nurgle in the neighborhood had temporarily retreated, Tyr Commander Bitz ordered the door to be opened.

"Frey! My son, are you okay!" Emilia hurried over to hug her son, and the empire said in shock, "Did you hear the horn? Did your father come?"

"I don't know, it's too rainy, I can't hear you!" Frederick was very dirty, and the baron shook his head.

"Tilbitz! Here comes the telescope!" Emilia immediately became as violent as a lioness, and she screamed, "Quick!"

"I saw some queues, my Countess, two or three thousand people... and horses, Countess, I saw the horses!" Tirbitz took the Seiko monoscope to the top window of the castle, through heavy rain. Look over.

"Yes, Commander Tirbitz is right." Frederick also glanced at it, and the baron nodded: "It's a horse, but it's too small, I can't see clearly."

"Is that Zan Aike's reinforcements?" Outside the city, Otto, the eldest brother of the Grote brothers, called out in the heavy rain: "Second brother, can you see clearly?"

"I think that's Zan Eike's reinforcements. According to the time, they should have arrived!" The second brother Ezerac nodded desperately: "Yes, they must be here~"

"But it's also possible that the Sun King Ryan and his chivalrous knight jihadist army!" Otto shouted.

Ezerak stopped talking, only his third brother, Gurit, didn't care.

"pray!"

"Um?"

"Pray to our kind old father and ask him what the **** is coming." Otto roared.

"It's a Breton!"

Above the city wall, Marshal Rick Helberg also heard the sound of the horn. The old man was ecstatic. He slapped hard against the wall. The Rick guards under his command tried to take out their binoculars to look at, but Helberg said excitedly. Don’t stop: "No need, I said no need, that’s the Breton’s clarion call. I used to be stationed in the border area for a few years. I listened every day and I know better than all of you what it’s unnecessary. Look again, it's the Bretons who are here!"

All the imperial troops on the wall burst out with exhilarating roars, and the Bretonians finally arrived!

"It's a Breton." Outside the city, after his second brother Ezerac prayed for a short time, he immediately collapsed with a fat man's face: "The Breton is here."

"Oh, bad." The eldest brother Otto shook his head repeatedly: "Damn, Zanek is defeated, but don't worry about it for the time being, the Breton army is still on Moslieb, and we still have time to break through. This **** gate."

"City gate?" Ezerak shook his head: "The city gate is too strong, our siege weapons cannot destroy it."

"Can't be destroyed?" Otto smiled. He pointed to the Rick Guardian flag on the city gate. The huge imperial flag swayed irregularly in the unnatural wind, hung in tatters on the flagpole. The high-hanging griffin pattern fluctuates with the wind, confirming their confidence: "My brother?"

"Understood." Ezerak squeezed the staff, the bell on it jingled non-stop, and the golden light on the Rick Guards flag flickered, as if he was fighting against something, but in just a few seconds, in Nurgle. Under the heavy rain, the golden light went out, the green flames exploded from the army flag, and the flag fragments of the burning flag scattered amidst the panic and helpless screams of the imperial soldiers.

This was not over yet, immediately after the row of flags on the city wall was on fire, the Imperial Army suddenly became chaotic.

"The gate?" Otto then locked his gaze on the gate. The 6-meter-high city gate was covered with a crossed iron fence instead of the usual oak, and he was waiting. It may be able to withstand army attacks or even magical attacks for a short time, but it cannot resist them at the same time, nor does it have such great power.

The gate had been standing there for so long, and very few people were able to hit the gate. Nurgle had reason to be proud of his child.

The mortal people still cling to every battlement and tower, and the furious determination to persevere, this kind of thought can not help but make Otto smirk: "Of course, the door."

The giant city-breaking hammer was branded with the holy symbol of Nurg, and it was pushed forward under the leadership of seven blind river trolls. The top of the giant city-breaking hammer was the face of the father of the plague, and his antlers reflected the brilliance of the plague. A green fire was burning in his mouth, and the giant city-breaking hammer was slowly advancing in the heavy rain. The surrounding Yankees shouted "Nurg! Nurg! Nurg!", as if ringing for the city. Death knell.

The Grote brothers originally hoped to consume the strength of the defenders more through the heavy rain of Nurgle, but now it is too late, the horns are getting closer and closer, and they must hurry up.

"Break it!"

…………I am breaking its dividing line…………

The sun’s rays stubbornly penetrated the clouds. To the south of the city, at the exit of the Rickwald Forest, one person and one rider rushed out of the forest first, jumping into the border of the swamp plains of Brunswick, wearing a Breeze on his head. The crown of Tania, with an artifact spear on his back, my lord is here, the goddess of vengeance is hung on his waist, and he wears a gray knight master-class power full-body plate armor. On his chest is hung the heart of the Bafeng Mountain dwarf artifact and the goddess of the lake Lily. Heart of Silk.

The pure-blood elf warhorse under the seat raised its front hoofs, snorted, and neighed excitedly.

It was pouring rain not far from Brunswick, but the sun was shining directly above the person's head, and even the dark clouds faded under his power.

Dozens of vague figures soon appeared beside the knight. The gale blew across the plain, and dozens of vague figures had become entities, and everyone exuded a sharp aura. Without any doubt, they are all knights who have experienced battles and fearlessness, and they are warriors who only appear in legends.

They are dressed in gorgeous and bright armor, holding majestic weapons, standing upright like a javelin, guarding the king by the side of the king. The power hidden in the body has broken through the cloud, straight to the sky, and followed them for three times. Thousands of heavy cavalry slowly joined the battlefield, followed by the Kislov cavalry, mule and horse infantry, dwarf infantry phalanx, wood elf phalanx, and the freedmen's army that followed at the end.

With the appearance of the first rider, the horn sounded from far to near, and the Nurgle army outside the city felt great pressure.

Of course, this lineup is too star-studded. Defeated Siegwald's knight queen Suria, the lake **** witch Maugiana, Red Dragon Duke Bohmond, and defeated Kemmler-Hay twice. François of Inrich, Regent Raun who is both wise and brave, Karad who is brave and blood shocking the old world, Grassroots Field Marshal Raymond, Czar Katalyn, Kislov star Zhukov, Wood Elf Twilight Sisters, Tarsian Woodland Lord Alaros-Heroes, Norsca Dwarf Maharaja Badr Crimson, Sorceress Council Speaker Veronica, and Kaldor Diego who had joined the halfway but shocked the world.

Two hundred holy grail knights followed.

Which one of these people is not a well-known figure, and which one is not a hero with great feats.

But now no one can take the lead, standing proudly in the forefront of thirty thousand cavalry, as the sun shines on him, everything about him is shrouded in a halo.

Ryan Macadoo stretched out his hand to signal the knights to stop, his face was calm, his brows were slightly frowned, Brunswick was burning in his line of sight, and at least seventy black smoke appeared on the east and south walls. The army of Nurgle is as large as seawater, and it is like a swamp forest covered by reptiles. Within the heavy rain, the walls of the city wall are blazing, like sails facing the wind, jumping and undulating on the towering rocks, in the storm. Propelled by, spreading everywhere, poisonous plague flowers were attached to the once glorious giant sculptures, and the light of magic echoed the evil moon of Moslieb.

Brunswick is like an island in a storm, a rock under a tsunami.

The flag of the iris was deployed, the flag of the lion was shining in the sun, and the icon of the fairy in the lake always exuded a holy light. The knights saw the power of destruction with their own eyes. They saw the heart of the empire burning and the gate of the city. The giant siege hammer has been hammered into deformation. Many people have never seen such a huge enemy. At least half of the jihadists have never left Bretania. They couldn't help holding their breath.

"Line up." Until Ryan's calm voice sounded, everyone woke up like a dream. The knights assembled urgently and quickly. The knights of all the principalities are now mixed together. On this day, they are not Lyonese or Musilon. , Winfords, Polderos, Carcassonnes or other duchy, all of them are Bretonians.

Ryan rode Grape II, flying past the front line like lightning.

"Berhemond, attack the left."

"Yes!"

"Raun, attack the right wing."

"clear."

"François, Calade, follow the king flag and charge with me!"

"Yes!"

"The knights charge first, the mounted infantry cover from the flanks, the dwarves and wood elves follow afterwards, and the elite infantry regiment and the old guard stay at the end to follow up."

"Yes!"

A series of orders were issued. The Chivalric jihadists lined up at a very fast speed, and the attendants also brought his war mounts for Ryan, the Great Griffon Impris, Ryan turned over and stepped on the Griffon, full of wildness. Imprison stretched his wings vigorously.

"Knights, my brothers, after a long journey, we finally arrived here." Lion's voice passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and the Knight King laughed loudly: "Now, what is left to us is extremely pure, my brothers. , You have all seen. Opposite is the prestigious army of Nurgle. Their number is several times ours, and their strength is several times ours. I know that along the way, many people are already very tired. I have told you I asked for a lot, a lot, but today I still have extremely high requirements for you, just because we are Breton knights! We are duty-bound, we take it for granted!"

"For ladies!" The knights burst into cheers: "It's an absolute responsibility, of course!"

"We are the best knights in the world, let us prove it now!" Ryan watched the Pegasus knights lift into the air, watched the enthusiastic and violent smiles on the faces of the 30,000 heavy cavalry, and listened to the explosion of mountains and rivers. He felt satisfied with the roar: "Knights, where do your lances point?"

"Where the king is pointing, we will point it!"

"Knights, have you ever been afraid!"

"My lord is here, no fear! No fear! No fear!"

Exciting shouts penetrated the clouds, the figure of the fairy in the lake appeared in the clouds, the goddess smiled admiringly at her brave knights and shed tears, she meditated on the word of God, the sun shone on the earth , On this day, every soldier of the jihadist army has been blessed by the goddess.

The lance brigade was ready. Ryan looked at his people with immense pride and sadness. The Sun King knew very well that many people would die here today.

But those young faces, those brave, passionate and vivid souls, will always shine with magnificent heroism in this decaying and decadent world, which is immortality.

"Then let us rush to the throne of Charlemagne, the walls of Braunschweig, follow the king's banner, and follow me, Ryan Macado, to start this ultimate chivalrous battle. Let us stab with our lances. Through the chaos, let us use our swords to destroy the evil, let us teach Nurgle and his messengers, what is the fear from Bretania!"

"This is the last war, let us unite until death, until the end, until the end of the world!"

"Go ahead! Go ahead! Go ahead!"

"For Madam! For Bretania, for the old world and all civilizations, knights, follow the king, and use our courage to break through the darkness!"

"Until the end of the world!"

"Go on, Son of Bretania!!!"

"Beep~beep~" The horns rang.

The land of the old world boils again with the sound of horseshoes of the Son of Bretania.