Warhammer Throne

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The ten-meter-long terrifying beast with its wings spread swept over the gray sky. The position where Raymond was located was covered by shadows. After that, the giant beast swooped into the human army and made the mortals fragile to resist. Turn over directly.

With dozens of compatriots, Raymond was hit by this giant beast and swept into the sky. In panic and shaken, Raymond fell to the ground, and he felt his internal organs shifted.

The halberd fell not far away. The young halberd fell on the ground like a piece of rag. Fortunately, the damp green grass and muddy ground greatly cushioned the impact of landing, otherwise Raymond Knowing that he might fall to death on the spot.

Before he woke up from the dizziness of landing, something that made the young halberd soldier extremely frightened happened. After the giant beast landed, he discovered his existence. Its giant bat-like skull opened its mouth and dripped inside. A large string of saliva.

The fishy smell filled Raymond’s nose. He squirmed on the ground in horror, and slowly backed up, his legs were weak, he supported the ground with his hands, and moved desperately backwards in the mud and piles of corpses: "Don’t ...Don't come over, don't come over, ah ah ah!!!"

"Hoo~Hoo~" Frighten beast lay on the muddy ground of the battlefield. It fell on the ground with its feet on the ground, opened its mouth, and rushed towards Leimeng step by step.

This behemoth seems to be enjoying the fear of the soldiers. It likes to feel the fear of mortals and the awe of it amidst all the fears, which makes it slow down the pace of attack.

It felt very happy to see the appearance of human soldiers like Leimen constantly wriggling in the mud.

Um? What is so bright?

Frightened beast instinctively looked up.

"Soul Flames!" A soft drink penetrated the entire battlefield.

A scene was reflected in Raymond’s blue eyes. A white laser beam penetrated the body of the beast from the side. A whole piece of flesh and blood was evaporated under the energy of the purifying beam. The behemoth wailed and turned over. On one side, two halberd soldiers were crushed to death.

"Flame storm!" The second spell was then released, and a red flame storm swept the entire battlefield. The battle between the undead army and the human army was covered by flames, giving the human army that was retreating a respite.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'

Resisting the pain on his body, Raymond barely got up. He could feel his arm dislocated. His internal organs were so painful that the corners of his mouth were bleeding. He almost wanted to lie down on the soft muddy ground. Close your eyes and rest.

But he got up anyway, he found his halberd and called on the soldiers to gather together again.

On the chaotic battlefield, the remaining more than one hundred halberds gathered together, all of them wounded.

"Go! For the lady! For Britania!"

In Raymond’s sight, the Bretania’s counterattack began. A torrent of steel composed of knights overwhelmed the entire undead army, and Duke Francois of Winford, with a blue background and white enchanted armor, charged at the forefront. , He sang sacred slogans, led a thousand troops to round the side, and confronted the undead knight army.

"For the lady! For Winford!" François's unicorn sword burst out with a dazzling glare, the knights' gorgeous armor flashed dazzling reflections on the battlefield, and all the undead within five meters of his body The knight was purified on the spot and burned into a mass of ashes. Then, the duke's unicorn sword slashed two undead knights in succession, and the excalibur with platinum flames was held high again: "Madam grants me victory!!!"

The undead knight within five meters of him burned into a mass of ashes again.

The Legion of Undead Knights could not fight against François' powerful forces.

There were cheers from the Chinese army. Obviously, the Legion of Undead Knights is not the opponent of the Breton knights. The golden leaping horse statue on the head of François cross helmet sacredly and proudly proclaimed his glory, riding The Great Spear Array under his leadership tore through the entire line of defense of the undead, and the allied knights of multiple principalities were like sharp knives, piercing deeply into the entire undead army.

The iron hooves belonging to the most powerful knights in the old world are slaying towards the army of the Kofun Legion with the mighty mountains and rivers. The horse hooves lifted up the mud and pierced any undead creatures that tried to stop them, and any attempt to escape from the goddess. The sanctioned undead creatures were soon trampled and harvested by war horses.

On the right flank, the dwarven army led by Bellegar-Hammer dealt with the Kofun Legion’s offensive with ease. The dwarves have always been a determined race. They are so stubborn that they are unwilling to retreat or give up. Under the leadership, the dwarves are like solid stones, blocking the offensive of the undead knights.

The two desolate guard corps deployed on the right flank were once high hopes by Kemler that they could defeat the dwarves’ defenses, because the necromancer determined that there were no guns and artillery weapons in the dwarves’ army, and there were only a few teams of rangers.

Crossbow arrows can't break through the iron armor guarded by the deserted graves!

But the dwarf taught the necromancer a lesson by his own means.

When the grave guard army gradually approached the solid line of the dwarves, under the loud command of Angland's Oath to Guard, all the iron fragment warriors and dwarven miners took out the grenades and detonators from their bodies, and lit the fuse.

"Zizizi~" The sound of the ignitor igniting the gunpowder fuse sounded almost at the same time in the dwarven army.

"That's the brave Grim Neal! He committed suicide by himself~!"

"That's the beloved Valaya! She cut a cloak by herself!"

The dwarves sang loudly, and then, overwhelming grenades and detonators flooded the grave guards. The successive explosions and thick smoke completely defeated the undead's right-wing offensive, the iron dragon cannon was activated, and the spewed fire dragon swallowed the undead's tide.

The bravest is Bellegar himself. He stood on an ancestor's runestone that he had regained from Bafeng Mountain, and chanted loudly the past glory of the Angland clan. Under the protection of the ancestor's soul, he simply Turned into an incarnation of vengeance, a blood knight was killed on the spot by him using Angland's hammer.

"Wow, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Fighting bloodthirsty ghosts, it seems that the knights currently have an advantage, and they are driving a group of bloodthirsty ghosts to run. Every loss of the bloodthirsty ghosts makes the undead great wizard feel heartache.

The battlefield was heated up, and Kemmler and Mathieubad watched the battle on the temporary podium.

Matthew Bard was still calm, and Kemmler was already a little restless.

On the left, Francois’s army of knights and a torrent of steel are crushing the cavalry formed by Kemmler and Mathieubad. The Duke of Weinford is too brave, and the unicorn sword in his hand is more for the undead. It can cause multiple damage. Every five seconds, the dazzling light from the Unicorn Sword will purify all the nearby undead, followed by the cheers and shouts of the knights.

The Chinese army, the undead army and the serf infantry regiment are in a **** battle. The serf infantry regiments composed of various principalities have gradually shown signs that they cannot support it. However, under the cover of artillery fire and a large number of crossbowmen and dwarf thunder gunners, the undead Also paid huge casualties.

The rangers opened their bows and arrows endlessly. The arrows they shot turned into green meteors, killing the guards of the graves in precise locations. The guards of the graves under the protection of strong armor could not resist the arrows. Attacked, they fell one after another.

To make matters worse, the Shizuka-bound spirits, whom Kemler referred to as his trump card, couldn’t resist the ranger’s enchanted arrows. These spirits could only be rubbed by those green hood shots, from Aesop. Loren's emerald green energy will seriously interfere with the stability of the undead in the mortal world, causing huge amounts of damage.

"Ula~Ula~" Archers from Ugol were running around on the battlefield. They were running around, bending their bows and shooting arrows, singing the names of their ancestors.

On the right wing, the dwarves and the undead armies are fighting vigorously, and the fierce war is temporarily unable to see who has the possibility of winning.

"If you don't have more cards, Kemmler, I suggest that we can retreat." Mathieubad looked at the scene of the battlefield calmly: "It doesn't make sense to fight like this anymore. We shouldn't be in your city. It took too much time before."

"What do you mean? Are you going to escape?!" A Kemler's spell instantly blew up a dozen knights on the spot, blowing them into pieces. Then, the wind of death blew the emperor, and hundreds of serf soldiers. Soul flies away.

It's useless. In such a huge battle, Kemler's undead magic can't influence the situation of the war. In fact, the Knights Battalion led by Francois is gradually approaching where their command is located.

"My scout told me that the knightly army led by Raun Leo Cornwall is approaching Mousillon." Mathieubad said to Kemmler: "I took every sword of Mousillon. Come to support you in this war, but the current situation is still not optimistic for us. I suggest that we abandon the Blackstone stronghold and retreat to Moussilon."

"Abandon the Blackstone Stronghold?" Kemmler's eyes widened, and he said arbitrarily: "No, you can retreat, you can never give up the Blackstone Stronghold! My suggestion is that we can temporarily retreat and build a mountain on the gray mountain. New defense!"

"Why? The Blackstone stronghold is only your temporary shelter. Moussilon has accumulated hundreds of years of vampires. That is our true base in this country!" Mathewbad was puzzled by Kemmler's decision. Answer, he asked: "Do you think the mountains are not good for the knights to play? But there are dwarves in their army!"

"So what? In short, I will never give up the Blackstone stronghold!" Kemmler almost stubbornly rejected Mathieubad's view: "Musilon can give up, Blackstone stronghold can not give up!"

"Unreasonable!" Mathieubad's face was pale, and he roared like vent: "What the **** do you have? Master Kemler? Hid in the Blackstone stronghold and don't want others to discover it? There are dozens of Moussilon. The meter-high city wall, can your Blackstone stronghold withstand the onslaught of this army?"

A joke, how can I let you know that I have reached a contract with the Chaos Four Gods? Kemler insisted that he must not retreat to Moussilon and his secrets must not be revealed.

This is why he was eager to return to defense after hearing that Ryan and François' coalition had attacked the Blackstone stronghold.

Akhan, the Lich King, is the most loyal servant of Nagash, the Lord of the Dead.

François and his blue-bottomed white horse gold cup Weinford family coat of arms were getting closer and closer to the podium. Kemmler finally made up his mind. He motioned for Mathieubad to get out and start singing magic.

At this time, there was a certain change in the entire battlefield.

The storm condenses, the wind of chaos blows on the earth, dark clouds cover the sun, all spirits begin to mourn, and lightning blasts among the clouds.

Ryan, who was fighting against the sky ghost in the sky, suddenly stopped, and he felt the power of chaos.

"How is this possible?" Ryan murmured to himself, and immediately he pulled the reins to signal Impris to go down.

The Grey Knight Gene Primarch shook his head suddenly, and the scenery in front of him and the chaotic wind blowing from above the subspace told him the answer. The power of chaos appeared in the army of the undead? !

According to the words that many people love to talk about-this is unreasonable!

But Ryan shook his head and threw the so-called "unreasonable" idea out of his mind.

That's chaos! The most unpredictable and most unpredictable chaos!

What rationality do you talk about with Chaos? !

"Quick! Imprison! Quick!"

A tall undead champion with a height of nearly three meters, wearing a blood-red Barosh cursed armor and holding a black serrated axe, led a team of dead chaotic goddess warriors, appeared, the air was filled with the smell of blood and mud, it With soul fire burning in his hollow eyes, he came to Kemler: "Master, what's your order?"

"Get rid of them! Get rid of all this!"

"As you wish, my master."