Warhammer Throne

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"Brother, what's the matter with you? Don't care about your own weapons?" Clark-Sterner said in a bad tone: "A soldier who doesn't respect his weapons will pay the price in the end."

"Didn't I hear the news?" Ryan hurriedly made a smile. These dwarven runecraft masters are notoriously stubborn and stubborn, because the power of rune has penetrated into their souls, and the dwarven runecraftsmen will not accept anything. Threatened, they will only do what they like.

"Well, I added three runes to this pair of battle axes, which are "Return", "Tear" and "Bloodthirsty". As for your warhammer... just follow your request and name it Thor's Hammer. "Clark is also habitually complaining, this is the problem of the dwarves with long beards, the older dwarves like complaining and chattering most.

The silver warhammer was handed over to Ryan's hands. The length of this warhammer was about 1.8 meters. It was painted with various golden patterns and many marks of dwarves. The head of the warhammer was blunt on one side and pointed on the other. There are lightning wing patterns on both ends of the hammer head, and three rune stones are inlaid on the handle of the hammer.

Starting with Ryan, he could feel the huge weight of this warhammer and the explosive energy surging in the hammer body. He gripped the hammer body and injected psionic energy into the handle of the warhammer, and the golden patterns all lit up until it was filled with The whole hammer body.

"Your needs are obviously different from your brother. Your brother's weapon focuses on lethality, and you obviously want your weapon to focus on armor-breaking ability and defensiveness, so I give you the runes and the meat-cutters with The Ripper is completely different." Clark motioned to Ryan to put down the warhammer: "I added three runes to your warhammer."

"The first is'Granny's Endurance'. The warhammer is different from the battle axe. The important thing is durability. The endurance rune can ensure that your warhammer can survive a long battle without requiring maintenance. A typical example is the imperial emperor. The symbol of Gael Malaz Warhammer, that warhammer also has this rune, and users never have to worry about repairs."

"Very good." Ryan nodded in satisfaction.

"The second is'Grimnir's Bravery'. Obviously you have a special power on your body. Dwarves are not a race that is good at magic, but we have bound the power of the magic wind for thousands of years and then imprinted it on As far as the weapon is concerned, it is also for you. As long as you enter your energy into this warhammer, you can also achieve the effects of energy absorption and energy cutting."

"Finally, this kind of rune is'forbidden magic'. In battle, we will inevitably encounter enemies with powerful magical abilities. Therefore, I have attached a forbidden magic rune to the head of the warhammer for you. Enemies using magical defenses cause miraculous effects, and a huge amount of additional damage is added."

Ryan was shocked by it. Only the dwarves who can combine rune enchantment and forbidden magic have been studying forging for tens of thousands of years.

"The weapons that your brothers asked us for the dwarves to help make have been completed. The dwarves don’t owe you anything anymore, but I want to say that this cooperation is pretty happy. If you have similar drawings and pledges next time, I’m willing Run again." Looking at his work, Clark finally smiled. The president of the Rune Craftsman Association hasn't smiled for a long time.

After more than five hundred years, Clark finally mastered two brand-new weapon manufacturing methods, and he also recovered a lost rune. Clark had no reason to be unhappy. He and the more than one hundred dwarves and bearded men who brought him from Lion A lot of benefits have been gained here. Of course, the proud dwarf will not directly thank you, and it is always okay to say a happy cooperation.

"Master Clark, please don't leave in a hurry. Please be sure to attend my wedding. I will treat you as VIPs and invite you to taste our human food and wine." Putting away the warhammer, Ryan bowed politely and said, moving towards this. The group of dwarves issued a grand invitation.

Ryan has an extremely high status in this country, and his reputation has spread far and wide. His invitation like this seemed to give the dwarves a lot of face, and the beards discussed it when they saw it.

"This human being is still somewhat sincere."

"Long beards like this kind of polite human."

"Able to kill'Red Eye' Egil, he is somewhat capable, he is still a hammer star."

"My beard tells me that this little brother has something."

The rune craftsman Clark-Harshman originally planned to stay here for a while longer, because during the inspection, he found that Deron Feynson, a young rune craftsman, had a good foundation, and was planning to spend some time teaching Deron to have a deeper grasp. Rune engraving technology, now that Ryan took the initiative to invite, Clark just under the steps, the white-bearded rune craftsman said: "Since the Earl is kindly invited, the dwarf will give you a face!"

This long-bearded dwarf lived here. Because Lane has accepted two dwarf clans one after another, the dwarves have established a fairly large-scale settlement here, and this group of long-bearded dwarves don’t worry about finding a place to live. place.

The following days were quite leisurely for Ryan. There was no war in the whole kingdom. The nobles were busy recuperating and licking their wounds, and there was no time to initiate court conspiracies. This war exhausted Bretania.

The production and development of the northern part of the kingdom have been severely affected. The new Duke of Lyonace, Aldelaide, soon discovered after taking office that he could control only half of the duchy, and the new duke had to The royal court and the aristocrats in the south asked for help, but the aristocrats in the south did not refuse and sent a lot of food and supplies.

After another two weeks, autumn arrived.

The weather is getting cooler, and it is getting closer and closer to Ryan’s wedding. The Lake Fairy Girl’s Day is arranged in the late autumn season. Ryan is very simple during this time, and he lives calmly according to his own rhythm of life, and arranges his housekeeper, Carson. Berg and Tax Officer Gasparton prepare to get married.

Occasionally, he would go to the Tower of Dawn Wizard. Targris was teaching Veronica and Teresa something, but Ryan did not understand most of them. The magic that Targris taught was too esoteric, Ryan After listening to it a few times, he gave up.

The warm wind of early autumn blew through the Earl of Glamorgan. Unknowingly it was another year of harvest. This year, the Earl of Glamorgan has grown to 28 villages, with a population of nearly 80,000, with more than 1,000 standing troops and more than 100 people. The Cavaliers, the Dwarf Musketeers and the Novi Green Iron Shard Warriors.

The territory was filled with a festive atmosphere. The serfs knew that their beloved earl was about to get married. The lowly serfs were destined not to attend the earl’s wedding ceremony, but they could still bless the earl’s marriage in their hearts.

What no one knows is that another distinguished guest who intends to attend Ryan's wedding ceremony has arrived.

Several carriages full of dwarf cargo drove into the Earl of Glamorgan. Engineer Dugan Tiehan and Bafeng Mountain King Belega sat on the front of the carriage, watching the golden wheat waves along the way, enjoying the refreshing wind. , Drinking a refreshing ale, quite comfortable, behind the carriage was followed by dozens of iron and hammer warriors, they are the guards of Angland Vow, they are Bellegar's most loyal subordinates.

"Cheers~" Dugan took out the mug, filled Baylor with ale and filled himself with it, and then drank it in full: "Happy hour, a glass to ancestor Granny! A glass to us Anglang Ruen-Hammer, the first king of the German clan!"

"Come on! Dugan! Ale!" Dugan-Tiehan's support greatly eased Bellegar's dilemma. He relaxed a lot. After the rest of the tribe were settled, the King of Bafeng Mountain took this opportunity. When he came out and walked, Bellegar took the initiative to explain to Rorek that he wanted to contact humans. Relying on Dugan-Tiehan's leadership, Bellegar followed him to Ryan's territory.

"Tons, tons, tons~" After another glass of malt, Bellegar burped, thinking that he hadn't drank malt so happily in a long time.

It's so cool!

"Earl is a very capable person. From the time he took in our dwarves, I knew his talents, especially his ability to fight. Needless to say, the heavy cavalry team led by the Earl himself is even more powerful." Du Gen-Tiehan went on to introduce: "Whenever we fight with the earl's army on the battlefield, we no longer have to worry about enemies circling our flanks and backs. We just need to use the musket to shoot as much as we want."

"Heavy Cavalry..." Bellegar's eyes lit up and he touched his white beard: "I heard that the knights of Breton are known as the number one heavy cavalry in the old world. They are stronger than the Knights of the Empire, I don't know. Do you have a chance to see it this time."

"There must be a chance." Dugan took out the toasted wholemeal bread with vegetables and ham in it, and it was delicious: "But I have a bad thing to say first, Bellegar, you are our king. Noble status, the earl will definitely see you, but I hope you don’t..."

"I know I know." Bellegar sighed in a low voice, "Dugan, I still have to thank you this time. If it weren't for the big car you sent, we still don't know how to spend this winter. I really don't I am ashamed to speak to Rorek again."

"Bellega...I told you when you first set out on the expedition that an army of 8,000 people is not enough to regain Bafeng Mountain after decades of accumulation." Dugan also sighed: "There are too few troops. Regardless of the Skasnik of the Xieyue clan, even the black orc army under Skasnik has more than one thousand, and even if we really regain the Bafeng Mountain from the hands of the Xieyue clan, we will guard Don't stop, there is Quik and his army of rat people under the Earth Vein Network."

"Komanik also has the same opinion. We must first find a way to seize a city fortress, restore production, and then gather the separated people." Bellegar looked at the prosperous plain and was a little surprised: "Our opportunities are running out. The Angland clan will be crushed by hatred."

After listening to Bellegar’s words, Dugan knew that the King of Bafeng Mountain would never give up the cause of regaining Bafeng Mountain. He couldn’t persuade him anymore. Several carriages moved along the road, the axles turned back and forth, and the dwarves confronted the earl. The tall windmills, mills, fertile land and workshops in the collar are amazed.

"It's pointed ears!" The stubborn dwarf with long beard saw the figure of the elf: "There are pointed ears here! And there are many!"

"That seems to be a high elf?!"

"Oh! What a bad luck, how come there are so many elves here?"

"I'm annoyed when I see them!"

Angland vowed that the guards complained loudly that it was normal for dwarves to dislike elves.

The road gradually became congested, too many carriages and pedestrians filled the originally wide road. The dwarf convoy was forced to slow down, and as a result, it collided with a group of elves.

The dwarves don't like elves, and the elves also saw the dwarves.

Both sides indifferently didn't even say hello, and went their separate ways. The large group of convoys moved in an orderly manner, but they were all in peace.

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Brittany, the capital of the Principality of Polderau, Bodreux, Mannan dry dock.

A fleet from the Empire is entering the port, the sails of the galleon are painted with blue coat of arms and white wolf heads, and a white wolf is flying with a war flag holding a warhammer.

"It's Boris Todd Blinger, Elector of Wallrich and Grand Duke of Midland, here." Boldrick, Duke of Polderro, said to Sir Holf next to him: "It looks like there is still white Axel Gris, the head of the Wolf Knights, you will meet me on the dock."

There is not much friendship between Boder and Boris, and the relationship is normal, and Boris does not have the face of Targris. Boder just feels it interesting.

"Yes! My Duke." Sir Holf was about to come up to meet Duke Boderek, but he soon returned: "Duke, Ryan's adoptive parents are here too!"

"What?!" Bo Derek took a closer look. Sure enough, the fully armed Elector of Boris and Axel Gris, the head of the White Wolf Knights, supported a thin old nobleman and a The gray-haired old lady took them step by step to get off the ship: "Your Excellency Norman, Mrs. Norman, slow down."

Almost all in the middle of the hair is bald, and the little red-nosed old man with only a few hairs on both sides obviously has not been on the boat. His face is pale and his feet are unstable. With the help of the Elector Boris, he walked off the boat in fear: "No, Your Excellency Boris, you really make me wonder what I should do. You are a candidate, I am just a hillbilly in the Nord country!"

"What's the matter? I'm like brothers between Ryan and I, and you are my elder! Your Excellency Norman." There was a smile on Boris's face. That's right. Normally, the status of the elector is higher than that of the hillbilly in the Nord country. The lord is five levels higher, but Norman has a good son, this little old man deserves Boris's courtesy.

In the current Nordic Kingdom, who doesn't know that Norman's son is Ryan Macado? That sanctuary powerhouse who can even knock down "Red Eye" Egil? Even Nordic King Harald Frank respected Norman for a three-pointer, and it is understandable that Boris did so in order to establish a relationship.

The White Wolf Urik even issued an oracle to ask Boris to take the Normans to White Wolf City for retirement.

"Really Ryan's adoptive parents!" Boderick couldn't calm down now: "Go! Poseidon Knight, join me to welcome Ryan's parents!"

"Yes!"

Duke Bodrick led a large group of Poseidon knights to personally greet Elector Boris, Axel and Ryan’s adoptive parents, the head of the White Wolf Knights, and arranged them to live in the castle. The Duke stood on the pier with a face. Complicatedly muttering to himself: "Even the elector of the empire is here..."

Behind him came a very unpleasant sound of footsteps. This sound of footsteps was not like a human sound at all, but like the sound of some wooden spikes directly piercing the ground.

"Why did you show up at this time?" Duke Bodrick did not turn around. He just stood in place. Behind him appeared a woman wearing a red headscarf, wearing a torn shirt and shorts, and holding a trident. .

This woman is very special. There are no human legs and feet below the calves of her legs, but made up of wooden prostheses.

"Father ordered me to come to you, I need your help, the champion of my father's choice and the prince of Poseidon, Boderic-de-Poldero." I want to chat with more like-minded people "", follow on WeChat "Excellent reading of literature", chat about life, find a confidant~