Warhammer Throne

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This is a behemoth whose whole body is wrapped in steel. Its body is composed of steel plates and riveted structures. The muzzle of the steam cannon protrudes from the mouth of this war beast, giving the knights and soldiers of Brittany a strong force. Sense of fear.

The exhaust pipe of the golden griffin spouted a large amount of steam, and the steel armor shell was covered with church scriptures and engraved golden double-headed eagle statues. The imperial engineers stood inside the giant steel beasts, manipulating this incomparable Behemoth.

"For Charlemagne! For the Empire!!!"

The Elector of Umberto shouted, his voice clear throughout the battlefield: "Fire!"

Five steam tanks fired together. The steam cannon shattered the efforts of the Breton army. The Breton knights who were already close to the third formation were seriously injured by the steam cannon and had to retreat temporarily, almost blinking. In between, the balance of victory and defeat was turned again.

On the wall of Hemgart, the electors and their heirs and courtiers are watching the war.

"Casvanne was too conservative. At that time, the Imperial Army team had already shown defeat. If he invested in all the reserves and personally led the charge, then maybe the Imperial Army team was defeated." François wears a blue background with white stripes. The whole body of the plate armor, the sword of the unicorn hung around his waist, and the Duke of Winford said to Ryan, Julius and others who were standing next to him: “At that time, the imperial steam tank had not crossed the river. missed."

"His Excellency Casfan also has his own considerations." Ryan nodded and said, the face of the champion of the lake goddess selection was a little helpless. The precious power of mankind should not be used in the civil war, but in many cases, there is only one war. In order to calm everyone down: "His Majesty Karl Franz's elite knights don't know when they will arrive. Casvanne needs enough reserves to ensure that he will not be overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of the Imperial knights. "

"Your Excellency Ryan is reasonable." Oleg von Zhukov, the heir of Elector Wolfen, said very agreeably: "The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and there has never been an absolutely correct option."

Ryan hates the kind of people who are smart afterwards. These people always like to collect all kinds of reasons for the defeated side, and then wait for others to ask, and talk smartly: Did I say it? If he doesn't do this, he will lose.

Or maybe it's: there are so many reasons, it must be won.

However, this is not the case in many wars. The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. Many times in battles of similar strength, great victories and defeats are instantaneous. Some options were correct at the time, but only afterwards they found out that they were wrong. Some generals are indeed obvious mistakes or too incompetent, this can be blamed, but in most cases this is not the case.

After Casvanne declared war on the empire, there was an argument among the nobles of Breton that Casvanne was not wise to attack the empire when his strength was slightly inferior, but it was in Laine’s view Now, Ka [Literature Museum www.wxguan.xyz] Svanen is very smart. The Duke of Palaon has a barren territory, annual deficits, serious internal conflicts, poor relations with the empire and long-term friction.

If he doesn't do anything, the knights in the realm may target the Duke himself.

As for the remarks of strength, it is even more ridiculous. If the battle depends on the strength of the troops, then there is no need to fight. Everyone is more than the number of soldiers. Ludwig the savior was aided by Bretania, dwarves, and high elves. , Integrated all the forces of the empire, and only formed an army of 300,000 people, while the Chaos Army has as many as 500,000, and ordinary Chaos Warriors can deal with several human soldiers of the same level. In this case, Dewig gave up?

The appearance of the steam tank quickly brought the situation under control. Many of the defeated Imperial forces saw this steel beast finally crossed the river to support them, their morale was greatly boosted, and they regrouped under the call of the Elector Umberto. , Once again joined the Imperial Front.

The morale of the Imperial team, which had shown signs of faltering, stabilized, and both sides fell into a bitter battle. After repeated charges, the ranger knights and kingdom knights of Breton slowed down and were forced to fight in close combat.

The plains in front of the city of Hemgart are full of human troops fighting.

The battle situation still has an advantage for Bretania, but with the help of the steam tank, the Imperial Army held its position like a rock. The knights tried to attack the front but were repelled by continuous artillery fire and musket fire. The steam tank It’s so powerful. Whether it’s an infantry’s long sword, spear, serf archer’s arrow, or a knight’s lance, it can only bounce helplessly when hitting the steel plate of the steam tank. Knights of the Holy Grail can be cut open.

However, the Duke of Palaon’s military operation did not receive the support of the kingdom, nor the support of the fairy in the lake. His army lacked the figure of the Holy Grail knight. Although he was still in the advantage in this war, he relied on the steam tank. With the protection and firepower suppression, Casvan and his army could only continue the melee with the Imperial Army in vain.

Casfan regrets in his heart. If he throws all the reserve teams into the battlefield at the start of the war, he may have defeated the Imperial Army before the arrival of the steam tank, but the Duke knows that regret is useless now, and he leads the remaining preparations. The team plunged into the battlefield.

Seeing Casvann finally led the final reserve team into the battlefield, the elector of Umberto smiled.

"It's time! Fire a flare!" the Elector yelled at the Imperial Engineer.

"A flare occurred!" The imperial engineer pulled out the flare gun and shot it into the air.

"Shoo~" The flare gun pierced the sky.

At this time, the time has come to around 8:30 in the morning, and the troops of Casvann and Umberto have been fighting fiercely for an hour and a half. The battle situation on the plain battlefield is still inextricably difficult to solve, and the army of Brittany has an obvious advantage in knighthood. , A large group of ranger knights and kingdom knights formed a combat force suppression, and the Imperial Army formed a solid line under the cover of the steam tank, and there was no sign of collapse.

A beautiful rainbow hung from the Doom Mountain to the sky.

Afterwards, there was the sound of thunderous horseshoes.

The unique call of Karl Franz's mount "Death Claw" came from the trails of Doom Mountain, and at the same time, there was also the neat shout of Rick's guard.

"Rick Guard! Defend the country! Defend your Majesty!"

"For the emperor!"

"Fortheemperor!"

The emperor’s banner was held high in the sky by the flag officer Ludwig, three hundred rick guards, more than one hundred half-griffon knights, and hundreds of imperial knights gradually appeared from the mountain roads of the Doomsday Mountain.

The morale of the imperial army was shaken, and the soldiers shouted in disbelief.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty did not abandon us!"

"Your majesty's knights are here to rescue us!"

"For Karl Franz!"

Casvann let out an incredibly loud roar: "Impossible, it is impossible for Karl-Franz to complete the detour of the mountain road in just one and a half hours. Impossible, this is impossible!"

On the trail of the Doom Mountain, Emperor Karl-Franz held the warhammer Gail Malaz in his hand. He watched the battle on the plains below the Doom Mountain and confirmed that the Imperial Army was still insisting. The Emperor nodded: "Umberto chooses The emperor is fighting alone. They persisted until now and created opportunities for us. Now, it is our turn to support them."

"Your Majesty, please allow me to open the way for you, and the rest is up to you." The great alchemist Baiershaze-Geert appeared from behind the emperor riding a Pegasus "Swift Silver".

It was this great alchemist who, through his own golden wind spell, turned countless small intestine paths on the mountain path that could only accommodate one person into two horses, which saved the knights astonishing time.

"Thanks, Gelt, do what you should do, and then leave the rest to us." The emperor nodded slowly.

So the great alchemist began to cast a spell. The energy required for this spell is so huge that even knights who know nothing about magic can feel the harsh tearing sound and the golden magic wind visible to the naked eye.

"The Great Spell of Devout! Ultimate Alchemy!" After a five-minute long casting process, the great alchemist Galt held up the golden staff. Weaving and being guided, the light of gold spilled across the sky, and the rainbow in the sky was twisted and re-melted under the mana of the great alchemist.

A rainbow bridge made up of golden wind appeared from the mountain road. It erected a sky bridge and directly led to the battlefield.

Karl Franz leaped on a Griffon and landed on the brilliant Rainbow Bridge.

The emperor raised his warhammer, and in the morning sun, among the mountains of the gray mountains, above the light curtain of the Rainbow Bridge, with all his strength and expectation, he roared loudly and the mountains resounded.

"For the Empire! For Charlemagne! For the glory!!!"

"For glory! For the empire!"

After that, the emperor is riding the death claw, flapping the wings of the griffon, flying on the rainbow bridge, and rushing towards the battlefield. Behind him, there are a thousand elite knights ready to go. When the emperor is with his knights, any Strong enemies will lose in front of them.

He firmly believes.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty has crossed the rainbow!"

"Follow Your Majesty!"

"Go forward! Empire Knight!"

"For Charlemagne, for the Empire!"

The thousands of knights followed Karl Franz and jumped onto the Rainbow Bridge without hesitation. They are full of courage, faith and determination to win, rolling towards the battlefield.

The thousand infantry regiments that tried to resist the emperor and his knights were shocked to see the imperial knights crossing the sky. Their morale collapsed and they threw away their weapons and fled in screams.

Before Casvann's army even had time to set up its position, Karl Franz led the knights into the Bretania army from the side like a giant siege hammer.

The hammer fell, the shield burst, the waves rolled, the Rick guard crushed everything, the half-griffin riders rode powerful monsters to shred their enemies, pierced any resistance with their halberds, and the imperial knights followed the emperor. The charge, the wave of offensive coming from the side, completely destroyed the chance of victory for the Bretonian army.

"It's time to fight back! Golden Fleece Knights! Charge with me!" The Elector of Umberto finally waited for the opportunity he wanted. The Elector held the holy sword and launched a counterattack. The Golden Fleece Knights responded loudly and formed a form. The wave of counterattack.

"This is a perfect side charge. The victory or defeat is already divided." Ryan stood on the wall and said softly.

Francois nodded silently.

After being defeated on both sides, Casvan's army finally collapsed.

"The asylum of the lady has been lost!"

"Help!!"

"We need reinforcements! We need reinforcements!"

"Madam! Please give us strength!"

The Serf Infantry Regiment was quickly defeated from the right wing that was impacted by the emperor, and the rout spread to the Chinese and Left wing at an extremely fast speed. No matter how the knights tried to save the defeat, they were powerless. With the large-scale defeat of the Serf Infantry Regiment and the sergeants, The ranger knights also began to be swept by the wave of defeat. They prayed loudly to the fairy in the lake, begging her to give them courage and strength.

However, their goddess never cared for losers. Only the pious and strong-willed mighty knights could get a quick glimpse of her. The ranger knights who had been shaken and collapsed were naturally not eligible to be favored by the goddess.

By the time it was half past nine in the morning, Bretania had fallen into a complete disadvantage.

At that time, the army was completely defeated. Only a small number of kingdom knights were protecting Duke Casvan of Pallaon, and the lieutenant Count Canel exclaimed: "Duke! The war has failed! You run away, we cover you!"

"Damn! Just give me another hour, just an hour, I can definitely defeat the Umberto Elector and the Imperial team!" Casvan yelled unwillingly.

Just a little bit, the first two battles of the imperial formation had already been defeated, and only the third formation led by the elector of Umberto was still insisting. If it were not for the steam tank to enter the battlefield during the long movement, Casvan and his knights will be victorious.

Even after the steam tank entered the battlefield, Casvan still relied on the number of knights to suppress the empire. As long as Karl Franz failed to lead the imperial knights to return in time, he could still defeat the empire team.

But this is what happened, and now, his army is defeated!

Defeated like a mountain, Casvan knew that he could not be willful now, he must retreat: "Okay! Send my order, the army retreat along the mountain road! Let the sergeants and the ranger knights stand behind! Those who cannot continue to fight are allowed to surrender!"

"Yes!" The situation has eroded to the point of irretrievable. The army of 15,000 can still obey the command of less than 2,000. The ranger knights fled, and the mountains and plains were full of serf infantry kneeling and surrendering, the emperor. The team launched a proud counterattack. Karl Franz is leading his Rick guard and half-griffin riders to sweep the square. The emperor’s bravery really surprised Casvan, because compared to Bretta The knight king of Nia and the imperial emperor are often better politically, but they are inferior in personal bravery and military capabilities.

The imperial emperor changes people every twenty to fifty years, but what about Brittany? Founded for a thousand years, Richard is the ninth knight king.

Casvan still has a back hand. He dispatched two infantry battalions and fifty knights in advance to occupy the retreat road. There is still an army on the mountain road of Doom Mountain that can take them to retreat.

The imperial army is busy catching prisoners, especially ordinary imperial soldiers. The ransom of a knight can be worth their one-year military income. A few kingdom knights took cover, and Casvan led the knights to retreat along the trails of Doom Mountain.

The Duke did not dare to let Pegasus fly, obviously his Pegasus would not be Deathclaw's opponent.

"Your Majesty! Casvan is running away! We can't let him go!" Imperial General Kurt Heilberg noticed that Casvan wanted to escape.

"Rick Guard, come with me!" Karl-Franz was splattered with human blood. The emperor was not so excited about victory. Victory in the civil war of mankind was not something to show off. The emperor just said calmly: "He can't run far, I have already arranged the manpower."

"Manpower? We have other reinforcements?" Heilberg asked suspiciously. "All the troops we brought from Brunswick are here."

"Yes." Karl Franz said calmly: "They will help us stop Casvan."

"Can you take the liberty to ask? My majesty, they? Who is it?"

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