Warhammer Throne
Chapter 42: , Alpine Fortress (Part 2)
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The underground tunnel is a masterpiece of the dwarf. It can be traced back to a thousand years ago. During the heyday of the dwarf, the Emperor Charlemagne and the dwarf supreme king Kazzadni agreed that the plains and hills of the mainland belonged to humans. Many terrains that are not suitable for human habitation belong to the dwarves. Humans and dwarves are closely related. Any human beings who come to the country of dwarves will receive a warm reception. When dwarves come to the human empire, they will also receive the hospitality of the local nobles.
So the dwarves in their heyday built a huge project. They built numerous underground tunnels to link most of the mountains in the world. Thanks to the huge underground tunnels, the dwarves’ footsteps spread all over the world. Created a brilliant and brilliant Ming.
Until the green skin appears.
The appearance of the green skin brought a heavy disaster to the dwarves. The result of the war that lasted for hundreds of years was that the dwarves collectively returned to the roof of the world mountain range. Instead, the underground tunnels were used by the green skins, bringing countless bitter fruits to both dwarves and humans. The underground tunnels are now filled with a large number of green skins, some of which hide them and expand them into dark elves, and some try to recover some of the tunnels. Dwarf Expeditionary Army that reuses them.
God knows that there will be enthusiastic dwarf friends, nasty black-skinned pointed ears or **** green-skins that will pop out of this big pit? Ryan can't take this risk.
"I will inform the Royal Court of Nord, asking them to send someone to blow up the cave with gunpowder. Let's take a look at it now." Ryan left the **** basement.
As the two of them were walking down the stone stairs, Ryan suddenly asked with interest: "Ester, don't you guys like close combat?"
"Because melee combat is originally an evil way, a symbol of barbarism and violence. A truly honorable duel should be a person with a bow and a bag of arrows, showing his skills and speed to his heart's content, isn't it?" Esterer complained. Said: "Using melee weapons is really rude and barbaric, and it is easy to cause casualties."
"Hey, hey, in front of you is the White Wolf Knight..." A black line appeared on Ryan's head. The White Wolf God of War, Urik, hated long-range weapons and advocated that pure men should fight in close combat, so the White Wolf Knights always try their best. Avoid using long-range weapons to upset Yurik, even Ryan occasionally throws a throwing knife or something.
You say that in our White Wolf Knights, you are going to be treated as a heresy.
"So you don't have melee units in the forest? They are all ranged? Impossible, right? Are all woodland guards made up of archers?" Ryan was a little puzzled. Ester was born in the land of wood elves, and wood elves are very mysterious. , But with your knees, you can know that the army can't only have long-range soldiers. This is a death-seeking war in the war.
"Of course, the woodland guards are made up of archers. As for the melee soldiers of Ryan, they are called eternal guards, armed with huge shields and fighting with spears and scimitars, but everyone is also a good hand with bows and arrows." Estelle shrugged and followed Ryan. The gray stone wall beside him was damaged in many places due to disrepair. The cold wind blowing from the shooting hole made the half-elf shrink his neck: "The rest I can't tell you more, you just need to know that although the Eternal Guards fight melee, they are not inferior to the Woodland Guards even with their bows and arrows."
"But the eternal guard needs a longer time to train, right? Take a square, based on the ten-year training time of the woodland guard, then the eternal guard may take thirty years? Thirty years, enough time for two beasts to be born Twenty Beastmen have been fighting, and I now understand why the wood elves’ army is far better than those Beastmen in terms of quantity and quality, but it is still plagued by those Beastmen, because you fully support it. Can't afford to spend a long time in war, am I right?" Ryan spit out one step at a time.
"...As you said, although the forests have always been able to win filthy wars for decades, our population and army numbers are declining, and... the tree people have been increasingly corrupted in recent years. Seriously, it’s hard for me to imagine that the treacherous elders are the amiable and intelligent elders of fairy tales." Estelle shook his head with disappointment: "We have to form more patrol teams and eternal guards. Troops, to make up for the loss of combat effectiveness."
Ryan nodded silently. Treants are very, very important combat power of wood elves. Ordinary treants are several meters high, and the tall ancient treants are even tens of meters high. They can make several human soldiers by slightly waving their arms. Flying into the sky, the body reinforced by magic and talisman is not so afraid of all kinds of firearms and bows and arrows, they are the mainstay of the wood elf army.
The two did not continue the topic because the destination has arrived.
In other words, it was not because the destination had arrived, but there was no road ahead. The stairs of the tower were severely damaged. The distance between the broken stairwells was seven or eight steps away. On the opposite side, a solitary wooden door appeared in front of the two people.
After a brief discussion, the two decided to divide the work. Ryan asked Ester to inform the caravan that the fortress was not a suitable resting place. After seeing the half-elf leaving, Ryan returned his gaze to the lone wooden door opposite the broken staircase.
The distance of seven or eight steps is difficult for a mortal to cross, even with the dexterity of a half-elf.
But I am different, I am the father's son.
Wanting to do it, Ryan began to step back slowly. He withdrew from the distance of seven or eight steps, then took his own steps, kicked down with his right leg, and jumped. The powerful spiritual energy gathered all over his body, like the breeze of early spring. Generally holding up his heavy chain armor and body, with the sound of landing, the White Wolf Knight successfully landed on the other side.
The heavy and decayed wooden door was pushed open with brute force by the White Wolf Knight. The wooden doorbolt shattered under Ryan's powerful force. The moment he opened the door, Ryan took a step back, raised his warhammer, and it was done. Prepare for battle.
There was no movement, as he imagined that the hostile attack did not happen. He walked into the room and the furnishings inside were very simple. There was only a table, a simple wooden bed, a window that was sealed from the inside, and a sitting room. One of the bones in the chair.
Judging from the spider silk and dust on the skeletal body, this skeletal body should have been in this place for at least two years. The corpse has been completely decomposed, and its palm is placed in this book.
"The skull is intact, which shows that he is always a human being." Ryan murmured to himself.
Sometimes it’s difficult to explain the empire’s obsession with skulls. All the emblems of the empire’s knights include a skull pattern. The sacred crown symbolizing the identity of the emperor is exactly the shape of the skull, whether it is the emperor himself or a symbol of human strength. The electors of China like to decorate themselves with skull patterns.
When Ryan first came to this world, he thought there was something Meng D Luffy who created the era of the big pirates. Everyone wanted to be the king of the pirates, so everyone liked to use this.
Later he learned that the skull symbolizes purity.
The temptation of chaos is always threatening mankind. Anyone who succumbs to chaos will have terrible changes. As long as they fall, they will no longer be able to change back to their original appearance. Only a pure and flawless skull proves that they have never succumbed to chaos. .
Similarly, the skull is also a treasure cherished by Chaos Warriors, Chaos Champions and even Demon Princes.
With doubts and reconciliation, Ryan picked up the book gently.
The book is very old, the handwriting in some places has been blurred, and the ink in some places has faded because it has not been well preserved. This man's low Gothic language is quite lame, and in many places there are many typos and even forcible spelling. Strange characters, but the general meaning can still be read through.
Low Gothic is a language used by ordinary peasantry, bourgeois and even low-level aristocrats. This language is simpler to understand and easier to master, but the words and accents are not so standardized. If high Gothic can make The great aristocrats on both sides of the mainland can also talk easily and fluently, so the low Gothic language of the Nord Kingdom and Tuscany electoral leaders in the south of the empire is almost two languages from writing to pronunciation.
"Imperial calendar 1469, the third year I came to Scarville Mountain."
Ryan frowned. This was more than ten years ago.
"I encountered a major event today. A brother said that he saw a man washing clothes in Heyuan when he was entering the mountain. Ha, it made us amused. Such a ghost place can actually see people? No one can spend money. I came to this place to do laundry in two days. I think we can laugh at this joke for one day, hahahahaha~"
"Well, I think my brothers are all possessed. Two loyal soldiers told me today that they saw a man washing clothes in Heyuan, but they asked them to describe what this man looks like. I don't know, or I can't speak, I can only say that he feels that he is very tall, very tall, and has long bright blonde hair."
"These big soldiers are really nervous! Today they told me that they saw someone washing clothes while on patrol. What the hell? Did their years of military life teach them to see people washing clothes?"
"It feels like something is wrong. There are more and more soldiers seeing this situation. It seems that there really is a family in the mountains."
"Perhaps I should take someone to see."
Then there was a long blank, several pages of which were torn off, and then a new type of writing was changed.
"In 1472 of the imperial calendar, our fortress ushered in an unpleasant mission knight. These knights from Brittany seemed to have a bad mind. I didn’t know that it was the kid who told him that there was a seal inside the mountain. Rumors of monsters?"
"Something is wrong. The mission knight has been away for more than a week, but there is still no news."
The next few pages are all scribbles, mixed with dust and dirt, and some unknown characters.
"Thank God! It was the mysterious reclusive man who saved us! The damned Breton knight! He actually attracted the terrible gang of Beastmen to show his bravery to his lady! We are fighting hard or outnumbered! At a critical moment, a friend we knew came to rescue us, my God, I have never seen a person with such a tall stature and powerful strength, my head reaches his arm!"
"Our friend wore a very wide body plate armor, a black wolfskin cloak, and a huge one-handed sword. He swung his sword and cut the invincible screaming shaman, letting the Beast King flee, the Beastman. Finally lost."
"We took out the best food and fine wine in our collection to entertain this guest. Our friend was not polite, but he was unwilling to tell us his name and title. He said he was a sinner and it was not convenient to disclose. For the name and title, he asked us about the World Tree. Unfortunately, none of us knows. We can only tell him that there are many elves in the southern knight kingdom. Disappointed, he said goodbye to us."
The following were some running accounts. Ryan strove backwards, and he noticed that the notes and handwriting had been changed to another person, apparently changing to another guard captain.
Turning to the last few pages, the handwriting became hurried: "The Beastmen are here again. There are hundreds of them. They have besieged the fortress. We can't hold on. At most tomorrow, tomorrow morning, if the reinforcements don't come... We will fight to the last person."
"We can't escape. The fierce battle attracted Greenskins. They appeared from the basement. The Greenskins, regardless of the object, directly attacked us and the Beastmen. This gave us a chance to breathe. Desperately using the mechanism to smash the stairs, I retreated here."
"We can't escape."
This is the end of the diary, or military journal.
Full body plate armor? Wolf skin cloak? tall and big? Ryan frowned, and most of the people who would decorate him with wolf skin were knights of the White Wolf Knights. He was wondering whether there was a right person.
Hmm~ The man of sin, the one who retreated from the Beastman war gang, and asked about the tree of the world...
Ryan's eyes gradually lit up.
Yes, it must be him, there will be no one else except him.
The former head wolf, the former head of the White Wolf Knights who was once the "Lord of the Wolf" by the White Wolf God of War, the Sanctuary powerhouse, known as the "Iron Claw" Logan-Frings.
Only in the great holy war one hundred and fifty years ago, Logan tasted a shameful defeat. The White Wolf Knights suffered heavy losses in the war with the Chaos Army. The White Wolf Archbishop also died in honor, even if no one ended the war. After investigating his fault, the great White Wolf Paladin still chose to exile himself. He put down the knight badge symbolizing glory and left White Wolf City alone, and there was no more news from then on.
But why would he look for the tree of the world?
Ryan instinctively felt that there must be a story, and it must be related to the coming of Urik.
What exactly is Logan looking for? Why did Urik lower his incarnation for the head of a beastman?
More and more doubts filled Ryan's thoughts.
Until the savage horn outside pulled his thoughts back to reality, Lionma realized that something was happening outside.
Yes! How come Ester hasn't come back yet! ?
Damn, something happened! !
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