Warhammer Throne

s, the second one, please ask for votes!

In the early morning, when the first ray of morning light entered the camp, a fierce battle was reaching its peak.

The whole camp is full of fighting beasts and human armies.

Gunpowder, fire, and ruined walls, all human beings took up weapons to fight, even the eldest lady of the duke’s family was also fully armed, holding a knight sword in both hands and yelled: "Succumb to death!"

A spear horned beast was chopped into two by the female knight's long sword, and the filthy beast's blood was oncoming.

The plate armor on Su Liya gleamed, and the enchanting energy formed a thin shield to help her block the filthy blood. The female knight raised her knight sword and praised the fairy in the lake. name.

A sacred white light radiated from the sword, expelling her exhaustion.

Her knight sword has the enchantment of the prophet of the lake god, which can speed up the recovery of her physical strength.

"It's dawn." Su Liya felt that her mental and physical strength was approaching her limit.

Look up to the camp.

The tall people, horses and beasts are raging in the camp with their iron hooves, and the minotaur with dual tomahawks roars loudly, harvesting the lives of serf soldiers.

Raising her head, a giant minotaur slashed towards the female knight's battle axe. Suria raised the knight's sword and barely resisted. Sparks splashed on the blade. Relying on the enchantment and the female knight's own wrist strength, Suria reluctantly retreated. A few steps defuse the offensive.

"Miss!" Suria's maid Silvia exclaimed. She immediately gave up the entanglement with the inferior beast in front of her and rushed to Su Liya's side: "Miss, are you okay?"

"Wow! Wow! Humans are dead!" The minotaur panted heavily, and was about to rush towards the two female knights again.

"Suria!" Julius, who was being besieged by several horned beasts, yelled anxiously when he saw that his sister was in crisis.

The minotaur’s thick hoof was only halfway through, and a long sword with white flames and light blue light passed through its chest. The minotaur screamed and crashed to the ground. The ranger knight next to it Immediately came up to make up two swords.

"Miss Suria!" With sweat on Ryan's face, he pulled the nemesis from the Minotaur, and then quickly reached out to the female knight and pulled her up.

"Your Excellency Lane, thank you." The female knight reluctantly stood up.

"Protect your lady and retreat!" Ryan immediately ordered Silvia, the maid nodded, and she helped Su Liya to retreat.

"For Madam! For Wein Ford!" The soldiers of Wein Ford's fugitive regiment rushed forward with fearlessness. A row of spears pierced the underhorn beasts who came to support from behind. The whole camp was covered with blood, and they couldn't tell the difference. Which is human blood and which is animal blood.

Hundreds of corpses covered the ground.

Just around three in the morning, the Beastman tribe launched another attack on the right-wing army led by Ryan. Minotaurs, centaurs and even harpy have joined the attack.

The knights fought until dawn, and their tenacity ensured that the orcs never defeated the army.

"Woo woo woo" was unable to attack, the horn sounded from the depths of the forest, and the beastmen retreated. Like humans, the beastmen were very exhausted during repeated harassment and failed to make surprise attacks. The situation will only be more unfavorable for them if they continue to fight. .

This time the orcs really retreated very cleanly. The knights sent out scouts and found that no orcs were seen within a few kilometers.

With a rare opportunity, the right-hand army immediately rose from the camp. After forcibly marching for about five kilometers, they found a valley where they were stationed. The knights counted the number. The original army of more than 6,000 had only more than 5,000. , More than a dozen knights buried the bone in the forest.

After setting up the camp, many knights fell asleep tiredly, and Ryan took the opportunity to take a good rest after confirming that there were no beasts nearby.

By the time he was woken up, the sky outside was already setting sun and it was close to dusk.

It was Olivier. The young and optimistic knight looked in a bad shape. His face was pale, his eye sockets were sunken, his left hand hung weakly on his chest, and he was obviously injured: "My baron, Marquis Gabriel Ask the Marquis of Julius if you are awake, and they want to hold a new military meeting."

"Okay, I'll come right away! Olivier, is your injury okay?" Ryan stood up and took a few breaths and asked about Olivier's injury.

"Fortunately, it's much better after resting for a long time." Olivier said that it was no longer in the way. The ranger knight was injured in a surprise attack early this morning. He was slashed with a Beastman's machete on his left arm.

"Take a good rest, there is still a battle to be fought next." Ryan stood up and wiped his face with a basin of water.

Walking out of the tent, the breeze blew across the face of the Holy Grail knight. He saw a large number of wounded men lying in the camp screaming. Many serfs were wrapped in bandages. The logistics and military personnel were boiling water and cooking. People just find a place and go to sleep with their heads covered, and don't care about anything.

"Your Excellency Ryan!" Many serf soldiers greeted the appearance of the Holy Grail knight quickly.

"Good fight, lads, hold on, we can win." Ryan noticed that many serfs had been injured. Many serfs looked at him with expectations and admiration. He felt a little uncomfortable and had to encourage the soldiers. Morale: "Hold on."

The encouragement of the holy grail knights is very effective, and the morale of the serfs is relatively stable.

Arriving in the open space of the Chinese army, Gabriel and Julius were already there. The Marquis of Connelly was injured and did not participate in this military meeting. On the contrary, Suria participated in the meeting instead of him, the female knight. I found a chair to sit down, and it looked bad: "Your Excellency Lane?"

"Yeah!" Ryan nodded, and the four of them stood on the edge of the small pond in the valley, discussing the next move.

"Gentlemen, I have two good news and one bad news to tell you. Which one do you want to hear first?" Baron Gabriel smiled very ugly: "The first good news is that our food is now very abundant. ."

Ryan and Su Liya both smiled bitterly. After such a reduction in staff, the food was naturally sufficient.

Only Julius remained stern and did not speak.

"The second good news is that the orcs really seem to have disappeared. The scouts we sent did not find any traces of the orcs, not even ordinary animals. After so many years of fighting, you know, What does this mean?" Gabriel's eyes gleamed: "This is the bad news, which means that the next attack will be an all-out war between the Beastmen and us."

"Total War" Ryan frowned: "Can you predict when the Beastmen will attack?"

"It's difficult." Julius said: "It is difficult for us to speculate about the actions of the Beastmen. I can only say that they will attack when we are weakest or most unexpected."

"The weakest, the most unexpected time to attack" several people fell into silence.

So, when will it be?

Beastmen and the green-skinned Orcs are not the same race.

The fighting style of the greenskins is called life as fighting and death as war. Beastmen are closer to revenge actions that make their opponents feel painful. They will do their best to torture and humiliate the enemy.

Now, the Beastman is dormant in the dark, waiting for a fatal blow to this exhausted army.

Ryan and the others do not plan to sit still, the soldiers still have the power to fight, and the knights will never succumb to these chaotic beasts.

However, when will the Beastman launch this fatal blow?

This army cannot be in a state of alert and standby forever, so before the Beastmen appear, they themselves will collapse first.

Only a thousand days are a thief, there is no reason for a thousand days to guard against a thief.

Several people can feel the heavy courage pressed on their shoulders. In this world, the commander's every move often affects the entire battle. Every decision they make is related to the life and death of thousands of people.

If there is no way to tell when the Beastmen will attack, this unit will have to tremble like a frightened bird, then how can this battle be fought?

"Apply for reinforcements? Let the Marquis of Angshi in the middle meet us?" Ryan made another suggestion.

The cool evening breeze blew across the faces of several people, and the knights' eyes all fell on the Marquis Gabriel.

He has magical tools made by the prophet of the lake **** on his body, which can be used for magical communication.

The third son of the Duke of Bastogne hesitated, but took out a long silver prop that looked like a short dagger: "Ask now?"

"Ask early and it will work." Ryan shook his head, and he said with a wry smile: "You can also know the answer sooner."

So the Marquis of Gabriel no longer hesitated, he took out a gem, pressed it on the magic communication prop, and motioned everyone to be quiet.

After about ten seconds, the call was connected.

"This is Unshi Desmond, is it the Right Army? Please report your situation." The young voice of the Marquis of Unshi came from the props.

"This is Gabriel de Bastogne. We are in trouble." Gabriel told the coach about the current difficulties of the right wing army.

The energy required for magical communication is huge, and the Marquis Gabriel described the current predicament in a few words, and a precious gem has been bleak.

But the Marquis of Anche was silent for a long time, until the energy of the gem was almost exhausted, he said: "Maybe we can't support you, I'm sorry, Gabriel."

"Why?!" Gabriel said anxiously.

"Now the enemy's situation is unknown, the army has just started on the road, and our scouts have also detected signs of the Beastmen's activities. We cannot be sure whether the main force of the Beastmen you are encountering here is the main force of the Beastmen. This is most likely a trap, so we don't Meeting the teacher, that's it." At the end of the talk, the voice of the Marquis of Angxi was blurred.

Then the communication is interrupted like this.

"As expected." Gabriel put down the communication props and sighed: "I didn't count on him. When he assigned us together, I knew we could only rely on ourselves."

"Let's discuss when the Beastmen will launch a full-scale attack on us."

"That's the only thing."

The discussion among the knights of the kingdom continued.

On the side, the serfs were working hard. Under the orders of the knight masters, they were cutting wood and then lighting the fire to prepare for cooking. Many serfs were erecting fences and building wooden walls to strengthen the defense of the camp.

Denis performed well in today's encounter. The Orion's son fought bravely to kill the enemy and shot a single-horned beast in the left eye.

In order to reward him for his bravery, the knights assigned him to work near the camp and take care of the elf horse of the knight master.

This is a very high honor for the serfs, who can shovel the **** for the noble elves and horses. If Denis can return to Bastogne’s home alive, he can brag about it in the village, and the villagers too. I would definitely look at him differently.

This is a serf who shovels **** for the knight master's elf warhorse! He is no longer an ordinary person!

If he can live in a stable at night with the elf war horse, then he may be the most distinguished serf in the village, and the next villager is destined to be him.

Orion’s son worked hard to chop wood, just like the serfs around him.

At this moment, the words of the holy grail knight master came to his ears: "When do the orcs usually attack?"

"The attacks of the orcs are often related to totems and celestial phenomena."

"But we don't have a sky mage or a star mage here. We can't predict the changes in the sky or predict when the orcs will attack!"

"Damn it, the weather is always changing this season."

The axe for chopping wood stopped, and Deney remembered something, his eyes lit up.

The serf next to him quickly slapped him on the shoulder: "Oh! God! Denis! What are you doing?"

"Today is September 3rd, right?" Denis regained his senses immediately, and he confirmed the date to the serf next to him.

"Yes, yes! Yes, Deni, work hard, remember, you must always focus on the work in front of you, otherwise you will be punished by the knight master!" the serf said impatiently, but what's next The scene left him stunned.

The axe fell to the ground.

A serf rushed towards Ryan who were discussing the military situation.

"Master Knight of the Holy Grail! Master Knight of the Holy Grail! I have a message!" Denis rushed halfway through his face with excitement, and a young ranger knight stopped in front of him: "Serf! What are you doing! Pay attention to you." identity of!"

After speaking, the ranger knight slapped his face with a slap.

There was a sharp pain, Denis was dizzy by the slap, and fell to the ground. He tried to get up, half of his face was swollen, and he said slurred: "There is some news that I want to tell. Lord Lane."

"Asshole!" The ranger knight kicked Denis in the stomach. The young knight was furious. This lowly **** actually wanted to talk to the Holy Grail knight. What is he?

The serf clutched his stomach and screamed on the ground.

The military discussion stopped, and several people in Lane looked over: "What's the matter?"

"Damn! This bastard! It interrupted the military discussions of several lords." Another ranger rushed over. He directly grabbed Denis by the neck, lifted him up, and pressed him to the burning flame. Near the pyre, he said loudly: "It's okay, Lord Ryan, Lord Gabriel, a lowly serf is talking nonsense, I'll let him have an accident! Let him have an accident!"

"stop!"

"It's okay, he will have an accident himself, not by us, but by himself." The Ranger Knight didn't hear what Ryan was talking about. He pressed Deny's head and rushed towards the flame, trying to make the serf Take a bit of hardship.

"I said, stop!" Ryan shouted angrily: "Bring him here!"

"Yes!" The ranger knight was frightened by the rage of the holy grail knight, he hurriedly carried Denis to Ryan's front: "My Baron?"

"Let go of him!" Ryan continued, he motioned everyone to get out of the way and walked in front of Denis: "Look up and speak!"

The ranger knights let go of the serfs, their faces swelled, and the bruised Denis knelt in front of Ryan: "Your Excellency Baron!"

"What do you want to say before?" Ryan looked at the serf in front of him. I can see that he has something to rush to tell himself.

"Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

"It will rain tomorrow night, my baron!"

Updated, the second one today, please ask for votes.

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