Warhammer Throne

At night, above Turis Castle, a group of knights shouted loudly.

"The Blood Red Duke confers the head!"

"The Blood Red Duke confers the head!"

"The Blood Red Duke confers the head!"

The Poseidon knights rode their horses and galloped around in the castle. The head of the flag officer held up the head of the Scarlet Duke and encouraged the defenders everywhere. The defenders in Turis Castle saw that the Scarlet Duke was dead, and their morale was high.

Outside the castle, an army of vampires was gradually approaching the castle. When the army of vampires attacked, neither drums nor loud noises were made. Everything seemed so quiet.

The huge army of zombies and skeletons approached Turis Castle silently. What is quite strange is that this army is almost composed of zombies and skeletons, and even the number of guards in the desert is very small.

The undead army gradually approached, and the army guarding the castle was still immersed in the joy of destroying the blood red duke. They did not pay any attention. Only a few sergeants took out their long bows, lit the flames on the arrow tips, and shot them towards the other side of the river.

"Shoo~" This is what the defenders must do when defending at night. Every minute or two, rockets will be shot from the wall to detect nearby movements.

The rocket fell and fell into the interior of the undead army, piercing the shoulder of a zombie, the corpse oil was ignited, and the zombie was immediately reduced to ashes in the flames.

"Enemy attack!" There was a stern cry from the castle, and the human army responded quickly. They regrouped, the serf archers pulled the short bows, the long spear infantry regiment and the swordsman infantry regiment gathered, and then Crowds of ranger knights.

The prolonged confrontation allowed the defenders to react quickly. When the ladder of the zombie army had just been erected on the city wall, the defenders in the castle were fully prepared for battle.

A fierce war is inevitable. The difference is that after more than half an hour of fierce fighting, Boderick and François felt strange, and even the serfs felt something was wrong.

The vampire’s offensive seems very fierce, but in fact, it is very weak. There are indeed a large number of zombies and skeletons. But after fighting for a period of time, the defenders discovered that the undead army completely lost the figure of the senior soldiers. The powerful grave guards, undead knights, and bloodthirsty ghosts all disappeared.

Their enemies are only the endless wave of corpses and the skeleton army.

The strength of these armies even the serfs can crush them, because the necromancer's control over zombies or skeletons is extremely weak, as long as they receive any damage, these undead will immediately fall to the ground and lose control.

The serfs became more confident as they fought, and their morale increased. They firmly contained the momentum of the undead army on the walls and gates. If it weren’t for Boderek’s fear of traps, he would not attack. The serfs even felt they could do it. These undead offal rushed to the bottom of the river to feed the fish.

"Fire~Cannon~~" Dwarf engineer Dugan yelled, the heavy cannon was launched, and a round of artillery flew out and blasted a straight line in the formation of the undead army, and dozens of zombies were blown to pieces.

No matter how you look at it, the defenders firmly have the upper hand, but the undead has always maintained the current refueling tactics.

"The situation is very strange." In the inner castle, Boderek and François watched the battle surrounded by the knights, and the Duke of Poldero said strangely: "Blood knights and bloodthirsty ghosts, bloodthirsty bats It's understandable that the wolf doesn't enter the battle, but the vampire won't even have a guard of the grave? I will lead the seagod knight to deal with these messy things in one charge."

"I don't know, the Red Duke is dead. I don't know who is commanding these undead army now. I can't tell whether the other party has another arrangement or a well-designed trap." Francois shook his head slightly.

Duke Weinford is known as the enemy of the undead. Heinrich Kemler, the necromancer, was defeated by him. François knew well that vampires who had lost the Duke of Blood and the siege weapon were no longer able to conquer the castle. The conditions are met, so François's idea is to consume, relying on the high walls and city defenses, the undead will definitely collapse first.

The war entered a stalemate stage, and the battle on the wall was very lively, but not tragic.

The night battle lasted until dawn. After the first wipe of the white belly was revealed on the side of the day, the undead army began to collapse and retreat. When Bo Derek appeared on the city wall, an unbelievable scene happened before him.

The vampire army position on the other side of the river was empty. All the troops were withdrawn. The remaining undead tribes were abandoned. They lost control and became real corpses.

After a long battle, the human defenders of the entire castle felt extremely exhausted. They were no longer able to chase the army of vampires. Boderick ordered the corpses to be burned and the battlefield to be cleaned up.

Ryan also came, and Boderek, François, Ryan, and Julius looked at the vampire army camp that had been evacuated and remained silent for a long time.

Julius said solemnly, "It looks like... the vampire has retreated?"

"No... from what I know about vampires, it doesn't seem that the other party will give up so easily. Even if they really plan to retreat, they won't be in this way." François was strange: "Generally speaking, If the vampires plan to retreat, they will simply squeeze all their forces into a battle. If they really cannot win, they will choose to use a large group of corpses and skeletons..."

Suddenly, François thought of something. He first looked up at the head of the Red Duke hanging on the banner of the city wall, then looked at Ryan, and then looked at the vampire camp.

The Duke's face changed drastically: "That's okay! This is not a retreat for the vampires. This is a strategic move. They want revenge, and they want to avenge the Duke of Red! Ryan, it's not good, the vampire army must be leading people toward your territory. NS!!!"

François loved Sulia very much. The Duke, who realized that his daughter was in danger, was even a little confused. He opened his mouth for a long time and looked anxious: "They must have left overnight. Damn, you are now guarding the emptiness of the territory. We May not catch up with the undead."

"Quick! We summoned the knights and went to chase immediately. You helped me before, but now it's my turn to help you!" Duke Poldero also immediately realized the matter. No, he immediately said to his lieutenant Sir Holf : "Call all the knights immediately, and we will force the march to chase the army of vampires!"

"No." Ryan waved his hand to indicate no.

"Why?" Julius, who was worried about his sister, said first in doubt.

"Let them go." Ryan gave a meaningful expression: "They can't get to my territory."

"Never, never arrive, and never, never come back."

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Time came to the afternoon of the next day.

The banquet in the Chalong Forest, the forest valley, and the open-air courtyard continues. Grilled browned tuna steak, delicious butter beer, fresh broccoli, these foods that are common in the old world are for the emperor and Kiliman. It was a rare delicacy. The emperor even said that he hadn't tasted real beef for 20,000 years.

The open space of the open-air courtyard was filled with various food debris, as if several griffins were crossing the border.

Sunlight shone through the forest on the wooden table, and the emperor was discussing matters with Kiliman and Anglang.

"You said you trusted us, so you gave us the great expedition, and you want to return to Tyra to continue your plan. When we asked what your plan was, you didn't trust us, so you didn't mention anything. Instead, he deceived us with the so-called imperial truth." Anglang sipped a big mouthful of butter beer and complained endlessly: "Father, you should be responsible for the fall and betrayal of Horus."

Killiman's hands trembled a little, the Ultra Warrior Gene Primarch, the current imperial regency looked forward to something, and some trepidation turned his gaze on his father, waiting for his answer.

The emperor's face was as cold as the eternal frozen ground of the far north, but he still spoke.

"The Primordial Gene is the life I used to serve as my deputy and subordinate after I created it. My original purpose of creating you was because I couldn't do so many things. I hope someone can help me." There was a long silence. The emperor said.

Kiliman and Anglang both nodded to express their understanding, and all the gene primitives had a consensus on this point.

"But as you know, something unexpected happened. When I made you, I used the power of subspace. This made my plan known to the Four Chaos Gods. After you were made, the Four Chaos God launched a terrible subspace storm and swept all of you away." The emperor picked up the coffee cup, added milk and a little sugar, and continued: "This is one of the reasons I launched the great expedition. You are mine. My child is also my proud work, and I must get you back."

"After the great expedition, I will retrieve all of you who have grown up one by one, but many of the gene primitives have been deeply corrupted when they were swept away by the subspace storm. I tried every means, but in the end, my doctor told me that unless I kill you, I can’t remove the Butcher’s Nail from your body.” The emperor’s expression changed a little: “You have become a Madman, a complete madman, but I can't kill a killer. I always think that maybe I will find another way in the future. Many Primarchs are like this."

Anglang and Giliman looked sad, it happened, and so many years have passed.

"What about Horus? Among us, you trust him the most and like him the most. You also appointed him as the commander of the war, but he finally embarked on the road of betrayal and led to half of the Legion's rebellion." Kiri Man continued.

"Horus was the original body that I valued most and hoped to inherit my will." The emperor remembered the heroic duel, and a trace of pain flashed across his face: "But he After all, I still couldn’t understand my painstaking efforts, because at that time, the four chaotic gods acted together personally, distorting his whole thoughts, and I still have an illusion that Horus did not betray me from a certain point of view, but He can't fight the full power of the Chaos Four Gods."

"I led the Legion of World Devourers to join Horus's team for the first time." Anglang said mockingly: "I was already in madness at the time. I just wanted to satisfy my bloodthirsty desire and revenge. "

Robert Killiman thinks more.

The emperor generously told his son the truth, which gave him more enlightenment. Before, he had always felt that his father regarded the Primarchs as tools, not subordinates, but tools, like The file in the hands of the craftsman.

"You do not completely distrust us, nor do you completely trust us. You have only a limited degree of trust in us, so you can safely leave us and go back to Terra to build the network tunnel without revealing the secrets of the network tunnel. , The only thing you can trust completely is Makado, your close comrade-in-arms." Kiliman's words hit the nail on the head.

"That's because the facts finally proved that you are not reliable. The only truly reliable is Makado, my friend, my closest comrade in arms, and my most trusted servant." The emperor's words also pointed to the point: "The result proves. I was right. Half of the Primarchs chose to betray, and the half under them might be worthy of trust after being tested, but it was too late by then."

Kiriman and Anglang both turned their eyes to Fogen, who was locked in the instrument. Kaul, the Great Sage of the Mechatronics, was tuning the machine. Kiliman felt Kaul must be eavesdropping on their conversation.

This kind of conversation atmosphere makes the two Primordial bodies feel very relaxed. They have the feeling of opening the skylight to speak brightly, which makes them feel very comfortable, and really feel like a father and son.

"Now Fogen is back, too, who is next? Father." Kiliman didn't want to talk about this issue anymore.

"Vulcan is wandering outside the galaxy. He has received my order to return. Clarkson has been found by me. He is now receiving treatment at Tyra." The expressionless expression on the emperor's face was restored. Looks like: "He slammed into the Eye of Fear alone. Fortunately, he was not completely dead when I found him."

"A certain idiot who doesn't like to obey the traffic rules has been in the network of Black Ada for ten thousand years and has not found an exit. If he wants to return, we must wait for us to repair the network. Donn’s whereabouts are unknown for the time being. It's not clear where he went, but he should be alive."

"Where is Ruth?" Gilliman was most concerned about the whereabouts of his brothers, and when he heard Ruth's name, Anglang turned his head a little disdainfully and awkwardly, and turned to deal with his half of the roast chicken.

"Russ is here..." The emperor has yet to say, a forbidden army came to the emperor's side: "Your Majesty, there is an army of tens of thousands of undead coming here, at the current speed, two more They will be close here in a few hours."

"??" The emperor frowned, and he set his gaze on Anglang: "Didn't Ryan go to the front line to fight against the vampire army?"

"Hey, my stupid brother, it's obvious that he messed up things. It seems that it's time for my brother to go out. Hehehe." Anglang smiled disapprovingly, eager to try.

Whatever Gilliman wanted to see, this fellow Anglang couldn't wait to show his talents.

"It seems that some people don't want us to continue this symposium and banquet." The emperor stood up, almost instinctively, Kiliman and Anglang also stood up at the same time.

"Let's go, let's solve the problem, Angelang, haven't you always hoped to have the opportunity to fight with me?" The emperor's sword burning with golden flames came out of its sheath, the lord of mankind said lightly.

"Of course, father."

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