Warhammer Throne

After the onslaught on the first day was over, Egil returned to the camp outside the city with a anger.

The king of Scarlins was full of chagrin, which was very rare for Egil, but he knew that his son was in Breton hands now.

Chaos wizard Chakoy walked in from the door and comforted his adoptive father: "Father, don't worry, the Bretonians abide by the chivalry, they will not hurt women and children easily."

"Okay, let me be alone for a while." Egil motioned Chakoy out.

Seeing that Egil was angry, the Chaos Wizard couldn't persuade him anymore, and bowed out of the big tent.

Egil is thinking.

First of all, the castle of Lyonasse must be broken, otherwise he will lose his dream son forever. This is simple. After surveying the waters, he has found a way to break the castle of Lyonasse.

Secondly, he must ensure that the Bretons will not jump over the wall in a hurry and kill mother and child.

Egil tried his best to think about the problem in his head. This is a painful thing for the horrifically selected champion, but after centuries of training, Egil is no longer the kind of idiot who can only hack, his anger It is a means of killing, not an end. He controls anger, not anger controls him.

Egil was still sitting on his skull throne and continued to think about how to rescue his son. He came because of this, but there was a noise from the windshield at the door of the big tent.

"Chakoy, didn't I say to let me be quiet for a while?!" Egil said with full of anger.

"Egil, your stone in the pit, scraps of iron, a mass of disgusting garbage!" It was not Chaos wizard Chakoy who came in, but Chaos dwarf lord Zumara, who was only one meter tall. The four or so dwarves were pale and blood-red. He glared at Egil and shouted angrily: "I'm here to ask you for an explanation."

"Oh? My allies are coming to me to ask for what?" Egil sneered, and he noticed the battle axe in Zumara's hand.

"This is not the same as the covenant between us, Egil!" Zumara shouted at Egil angrily: "Do you remember our original covenant?"

"Covenant? Ah, I remember, why don't you talk about it?" Egil was also furious, thinking that the chaotic dwarf in front of him was looking for death!

"We originally agreed that I will provide you with artillery, and you will provide me with slaves and gold." Zumara was very angry, and he spit out white smoke vigorously: "But we have reached the capital of this human kingdom all the way, you promised Where's the slave? You would leave some slaves for us when you broke the seaside town before, but now you have slaughtered every human being you see, and you haven't protected my artillery!"

"You deserve it if you don't protect the artillery!" Egil yelled impatiently: "Get out of here, Zumara! I don't want to kill you yet!"

"It's you who got out!" The chaos dwarf lord raised his axe: "Enough, you coward, face me!"

"Okay!" Hell's battle axe appeared in Egil's hand: "Since you are looking for death, then I will satisfy you!"

The two men immediately started a duel.

The sturdy obsidian **** battle axe and the **** forged steel for smelting the power of chaos slammed violently in Egil’s tent. The barbarians thought that something happened again, but they soon realized that it was a sacred one. Championship duel.

Championship duel is the only rule that the barbarians have to abide by. Both the Scarlet Guards and several chaos champions gave up interference when they saw it and watched the duel.

Egil is twice as tall as Zumara. The chosen champion of fear of abuse is undoubtedly one of the greatest fighters among the barbarians. Every attack he makes can tear open space, cut blood-colored rifts, and lose. In Aiko's rage, Egil's movements were stronger than usual, and his every blow was enough to smash steel and destroy everything.

But the chaotic dwarf in front of him is not a good crop. Zumara has been in the dark for centuries. The power and martial skills contained in his short figure are also admired by the barbarians who have experienced battles. He holds an axe in both hands, like a mountain that resists the crushing of steel like a strong wind, no matter how violent agile attacks, Zumara will not fall.

This fierce duel hardly left the onlookers with a chance to pause for breath. Egil’s big axe slashed madly towards Zumara. Zumara held his battle axe in both hands to forcibly resist, and his two-handed battle axe squeaked. With a creaking sound, Egil found that he was still unable to advance. He used the battle axe in his right hand to continuously attack the weak points of Zumara's defense, but Zumara could barely escape. On the contrary, the chaos dwarf lord still had to do it for Agil. Give a big gift!

Zumara suddenly drew out a hand cannon from behind him. The hand cannon was full of n. He suddenly fought to bounce Egil’s offensive. A grinning smile appeared on the face of the Lord of Chaos Dwarves. The hand cannon aimed at Egil, and then fired four shots in a row.

"Boom bang bang bang" scattered flakes of nn, white smoke, and red flames from the hand cannon. Even Egil was beaten back by the chaos dwarf hand cannon, and then disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

Zumara threw the hand cannon and raised his tomahawk again. He was ready to give Egil a fatal blow.

And at this moment, a red flame was burning in the smoke and white smoke was bleeding in several places on Egil's body. The champion of the **** of fear was not bothered by these wounds. He released the flame of blessing of the fear of abuse. This flame directly broke through Zumara’s defenses, causing the Chaos Dwarf to lose sight. Egil seized the opportunity. He instantly appeared in front of Zumara. out.

"Behead!"

The scarlet arc flashed, and everything was silent.

After a championship showdown was over, Egil pulled out his battle axe from the chased dwarf lord Zumara’s split head. His wounds quickly healed in the blessings of horror, Scarlins’s The king roared: "Who else wants to take this opportunity to challenge me?"

There were many barbarians onlookers, but none of them answered, and everyone was silent.

Egil's red eyes looked around everyone, and the light was brilliant.

He thought of a way to rescue his son.

In the next two days, the barbarians continued their fierce assault towards Lyonasse Castle, and the large groups of knights in the castle also resisted with all their strength. Every section of the wall became a battlefield for the two sides to fight. The barbarians only had simple-made siege hammers. And the ladder, in addition to the last remaining two Chaos Mammoths, they were injured in the Battle of Nanz, and only relied on the Chaos Wizard Chakoi's potion to barely recover.

Waves of barbarian warriors attacked the high wall of the castle like a tide, but they were quickly repelled. Of course, the guards of the wall were the remaining elites of Bretonians, but there was nothing left. The more than 20,000 barbarians who descended are also veterans of the Hundred Wars. These warriors wearing heavy black armor but moving freely also blasted the walls of the castle one after another, and did not give the Bretons a chance to rest.

This kind of offensive method that does not consider casualties not only pains the knights, but also pains the barbarians, but Egil's orders are absolute, and the barbarians have been using their flesh and blood to attack the line of defense of Leonard.

At noon on the third day, Egil secretly took the two chaos champions Kvindev and Haldorn, and led the Scarlet Guard, to the waters near the castle. The sea was beating against the towering city walls and steep rock walls. Compared with the **** battlefield in the distance, this inconspicuous corner is relatively quieter, because a few meters high rock wall stands a dozen meters high city wall, the barbarians obviously will not use this as the main attack point.

And Egil will prove today that the stupid Breton will be completely defeated under his power.

The Scarlet Guard followed Egil into the water. The depth of the water was seven meters, and the shallowness was five or six meters, which could not cause any hindrance to these chaotic god-chosen warriors who were affected by the mutation.

Following a stench, the horrified god-chosen champion found a cave located below the waters. Inside the cave, there were human excrement and domestic sewage everywhere.

The castle of Lyonnaise, through which sewage is discharged into the sea.

This castle has not experienced war for five hundred years. Duke Dalheide was seriously injured. Jules was not familiar with the castle of Lyonasse, and Egil did not intend to give the Knight Commander of the Holy Grail more time to understand the defense of the castle.

Two axes went down, and the iron gate used to seal the entrance to the sewer was cut open by Egil. The great horror **** chosen champion took the lead. He was the first to possess himself and rush into the sewer. The oncoming all kinds of disgusting He calmly faced the dirty water, food scraps, and human feces.

Under Egil's leadership, the Three Hundred Scarlet Guards followed him into the sewer.

Inside the city, the knights are still working hard to resist the barbarian army's attack. The walls are full of fierce battles. The knights guarding the north gate are blocking the gate, and there is a tremor on the other side of the gate. Sound, that is the sound of the siege hammer hitting the city gate.

The morale of the knights was low, and they vaguely remembered their defeat in the Nanz Plain several days ago, and now the roar of Scarlins and the sound of war drums continued outside the city.

If the knights can still support, then the serfs have already been scared. No matter how the knights who supervise the battle suppressed, they could not continue to fight. Many serfs fled in all directions. They discussed privately that maybe the city was broken and they would be replaced. Lord Lord serves, so we don't want to work like this.

When the morale of the defenders fell into a trough, Egil, who rushed out of the dungeon, and the Chaos Chosen warriors under him, gave the defenders of Lyonace a fatal blow, and Egil immediately led these elites to the castle. Gate, all the resisters encountered in the middle of s, a Holy Grail knight guarding the north gate and Egil fought a fierce duel. However, the god-chosen champion of fear and abuse walked in the world like the incarnation of the blood god. He did not It took too much effort to kill the holy grail knight, and then smashed the gate of the castle with an axe.

Chaos warriors who shouted glory to terrorism swarmed into the city. Each chaos warrior wrapped in armor declared cruel piety with a **** and fresh skull trophy. Egil and his barbarian army scorned all their enemies. , Armor and flesh and bones turned into powder, and the huge battle axe was shining with flames in his hand, as if he was happy to drink blood with his master. The axe was full of wailing and screaming, and the limbs and heads of every unfortunate enemy flew around. In every life of him, he roared, roared, laughed and sang the Norsca war hymn, reveling in the dying screams, listening to the sweet sound of cutting off the neck bones, shattering the skull and the axe as he cut into the blood.

Until the holy grail knight commander Ulles came forward, he relied on his excellent martial arts to withstand Egil's onslaught, but Ulles could withstand Egil, it is an indisputable fact that the entire castle is falling.

The knights of Breton retreated, and they retreated toward the inner fort of the castle.

Thousands of Bretons were about to be slaughtered, but Egil signaled all the barbarians to stop. Many of the barbarians were puzzled. However, the king's order was absolute, and they had to stop themselves. The Bretons didn’t know why the barbarians did this. They just speeded up their escape. A large number of serfs, civilians, and nobles fled madly into the inner fort until the suspension bridge and the iron gate were completely in front of Egil. closure.

Egil looked at the southerners fleeing with disdain. He just stood quietly, and then motioned to Chaos Wizard Chakoy to act as an interpreter for him, and Chakoy began to speak towards Neiburg.

"I am Egil Steele Bjorn, the supreme king of Skarlins, the soul killer and the Norskars, a weak Breton, please listen to my next words!"

The knights above the inner castle looked at the blood-red tall figure standing under the city wall, and felt the fear from their hearts. The Holy Grail Knight Commander Jules frowned.

Haven't Earl Ryan's reinforcements arrived yet?

"My axe blade drank the flesh and blood of at least ten thousand people. I walked alone in the land of the great gods in the north. I once dived into the deep sea alone to kill a giant sea snake, and it took two days to drag its corpse on. On the coast, I used to choke the Frost Troll to death with my hands. I used to hunt down the giant Chaos Giant in the snow and ice kingdom. I used my power to kill a doomsday dragon demon on the highest mountain in Norsca during the thunder and lightning. , Took its heart out of its chest."

"I am Egil Steelbjorn, the chosen champion of the great blood **** Terror!"

Egil raised his axe full of glory and power and pointed it directly at Ulles who was standing on the wall.

"In my life for centuries, I have never given the enemy a chance, but I know that my ancestor in the past, Svenga of Scalins, was once in Brittany by a powerful Holy Grail knight. Defeated by Coos, I never thought it was a shame, so I now offer the Bretons a challenge, a chance to save your defeat!"

"Send your strongest warrior! We will have a showdown here. If I win, please return my woman and my son! I know she is with you. If I lose, I and My army will give you mercy, and I will sever myself. My army will leave your land and kingdom and never come back again! I swear here in the name of the blood **** terror!"

"I request to have a championship duel with your champion!!!" 9