Warhammer Throne

The first to face the impact was the left-wing army led by Ryan. The halberds and eternal guards at the forefront began to turn fire with the Skeleton Legion, followed by a large group of desperadoes, beasts, and trolls. Furiously assaulting the left-wing front line.

The soldiers were connected in a pile every sixteen, and their sharp spear points were aimed at the enemy. They formed a tight formation to resist the attack of the tide of the undead with flesh and blood.

The skeleton warriors could be chopped down easily, but the guards of the deserted graves smashed through the makeshift fortifications. The not-so-sturdy fences were easily chopped down by these heavy armored fighters, and the battlefield was bloody. The wind, human screams and broken arms were flying in the air. The serf infantry regiment from the Earl of Glamorgan quickly defeated. Straw was harvested by the grave guards.

The offensive of the desolate guard army once penetrated deep into the left-wing army's front. They were like a tide of destruction, slaughtering all enemies that opposed them, rusty machetes, halberds, and large axes that reaped lives without emotion. .

Until they encountered obstacles, rows of dwarves hid behind the serf infantry regiments. They had raised their battle axes and were ready to meet the enemy.

Those are the dwarf warriors of the Angland clan, the most powerful of which are the dwarf iron shard warriors of the "North Star Axe Group", the dwarf hammer warriors of the "Brotherhood of Steel" and the dwarf chief of the "King of Loen" The veterans, under their command, the dwarves threw their grenade and detonator towards these undead trivialities.

"Boom~ boom boom~" The attack of the deserted grave guards was resisted. The dwarf warriors joined the battlefield in large numbers and stabilized the situation. The dwarves with long beards cursed the filth of the undead while shouting. In the name of Grimmnir, he vowed to fight to the end.

"Hey! Undead! Let the horse come here! The undisputed king of the Eight Peaks Mountain-Bellegar-the hammer is here! May the ancestors bless me and wait!" Bellegar has come to the front line, the dwarf king raised his hammer, he The runestones underneath gleamed brightly, and the ancestral souls of the Angland clan responded to Bellegar's call. All the dwarf warriors received unparalleled encouragement, and they shouted to join the battlefield.

On the other side, the eternal guards and halberd soldiers gathered together. These eternal guards held huge shields to resist the charge of the undead. They were well-trained. As one of the guards of the wood elf queen, Alain, they swear no matter what they encounter. Under no circumstances will it retreat. Alalos has also joined the battlefield. The world-famous wood elf hero takes away a grave guard with every arrow. He and his army will fight to protect the forest.

The tragic battlefield turned into a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

On the flanks, on the field outside the monastery, Ugoll archers from Kislov galloped through the field. Behind them were chasing many undead knights and those chaotic mutants. The archers from Ugor kept on Using the riding and shooting skills they practiced from birth, they attracted the attention of many undead troops, including those mercenaries. These horse-shooters from the wild, under the command of the captain "Terror Ivan", turned on their horses: "Fight back!"

A rain of arrows harvested the group of chasing soldiers that leaned on them, but it also attracted the attention of the enemy. A terrifying light struck from a distance, instantly drowning and exploding the figures of more than 20 Ugore archers. At the end, only a pile of dry bones remained in place.

Afterwards, two consecutive magical rays were emitted from the direction where Kemler was, forcing Ivan, the leader of the Ugol archers, to shout sternly: "Disperse!"

The Ugol archers quickly dispersed, away from the battlefield, and reorganized.

The retreating archers let the undead's flanks greatly reduce the pressure. Gul stood on a rock and raised his battle axe: "Continue to attack!"

The crowds of undead continue to attack. The tall trolls rush into the eternal guard team. The mace in their hands can solve an elf. The sky is full of arrows and the dwarf rangers continue to release arrows. , The troll fell quickly in wailing, the sergeant Denis from Bastogne led the longbowmen to throw, attacking the subsequent undead army in the distance, trying to prevent them from joining the battlefield.

It's no use, the undead will not feel pain at all. They announce the dead will eventually rule the world by releasing a terrifying howl, and the brave soldiers will retaliate through loud curses.

"Closer...closer...well, that's okay!" The chief engineer of the Angland clan, Halhav-Goldman, has determined the best shooting distance with the help of the dwarven engineers: "Fire. !"

The burst of beans sounded on the high wall of the monastery. The volley of thunderous musketeers of the dwarves sifted the bandits, beasts, chaotic mutants, and many other creatures that rushed forward. A row of cannons and organ cannons fired continuously, and the roaring shells swept across the gloomy night sky and swept all the dense areas of the entire undead army. The power of gunpowder and explosions blasted Kemler's proud legion. God, every crater is filled with blasted undead.

The trebuchet threw the boulder blessed by the prophet of the lake god. The holy girl of the lake Esmer-Baumont sang the awakening of the earth spirits. The thick forest arms stretched out from the ground, tearing the fragile undead to pieces, powerful The regeneration technique healed the wounds of the human soldiers, even though it was only a drop in the bucket.

The eyes of both parties noticed the power of the artillery, and Kemler's voice hoarse exhausted: "God ghosts! My terrifying beast! Go and fix those artillery! Destroy them!"

Two terrifying beasts and a group of bloodthirsty ghosts responded. They flapped their wings and planned to attack the walls of the monastery from the air and destroy the long-range artillery.

"Brothers of the Swift Skyspear Society! Ladies need your guns and swords!" The Holy Grail knight Pierre-Holy, who was in charge of guarding the monastery, sat on the Pegasus. Behind him were eighty Pegasus knights: "Tell me , What will you do?"

"For Madam! Defend the land that Madam gave us!" The Swift Sky Spear will be under the leadership of "Ghoul Slayer" Fastrick. It should be loudly that the Pegasus knights blew up from the city wall and fought with the undead air forces. In a frontal fight, in the first round of confrontation, five heavenly ghosts and three pegasus knights fell and fell from a high altitude.

No mercy, no mercy.

The air battle continued. On the right flank of the defending army, four undead knight regiments and a team of blood knights led by Mahhubard also joined the battlefield. In chaos, many undead armies stood in front of Mathieubad and the undead knights. Duke Moussilon's order was to crush the things that hindered the knights from charging into dregs.

The rain of arrows and cannonballs flying from the side exploded the undead knights led by Mahhubard to the point that the undead knights who lacked a long-range army had to face fire suppression before the battle. The undead knights formed a ride The speed of the gun array slowed down, but Mathieubad didn't have the idea to stop. He held the banner of the golden snake on the black background high, preparing to start his own revenge.

The cold-faced Count Antelm of Kuilau also raised his lance, and the knights of Weinford united tightly, preparing to compete with the Legion of Undead Knights.

The collision of steel began.

As far as the Chinese army is concerned, the first line of defense of the Chinese army led by François has collapsed. Only the veterans of the Weinford Fugitive Regiment are holding on. François is keenly aware that he needs a second line of defense. Orders were issued by the Duke. The elite walking knights of the Duke Winford family led their retinues from behind, and the walking knights and foot soldiers in bright armor were holding two-handed swords and shouting to the lady. In the name of advancing in the tide of the undead, those deserted grave guards, tomb evil spirits, and tomb ghouls who first rushed into the Chinese army immediately realized that they had to face far more powerful enemies than they had imagined. The holy watchmen of Masonel wielded their swords and wooden shields blessed by the prophet of the lake **** and entered the battlefield. They never retreated, and engaged in **** battles with the undead in enthusiasm.

The second line of defense was temporarily stabilized.

And Kemler’s answer is also very simple. The undead wizard drove his black carriage and the undead chaotic god-chosen warriors that belonged to him to join the battlefield. Kemler raised the chaos grave digging sword in his hand and chanted magic: "The curse of the years!"

The more than one hundred serf soldiers and several knights shrouded in magic quickly turned white, with dry skin, and withered bodies. They finished their lives in one minute and became a mass of corpses. In this group of undead With the addition of the chaotic gods of choice warriors, the battle was reversed again and it became advantageous to Kemler.

The battle situation gradually escalated. The ancient high elven ruins of La-Messenel Abbey witnessed the **** battle. The coalition of human dwarf wood elves guarding the monastery gradually deformed and was forced to retreat under the attack of Kemler, despite the long-range firepower. With the support of, the defenders tried to launch a counterattack to restore the situation, but the undead always fought more and more. Seeing that the battle was gradually benefiting him, Gul, standing on the boulder, raised his black giant axe with one hand, and vented wantonly. The desire and satisfaction for blood and skull, under his command, a new round of destruction and killing is coming.

Then, the chaos four gods champion will personally end.

The war fought from the ground to the sky, and the situation on the left wing saw that the grave guards and the tomb evil spirits were still entangled with the dwarves, while the eternal guards of the wood elves and the halberd soldiers had been exposed, but Gul was angry. , Because the number of his army is also rapidly decreasing.

What are the bandits, bandits and beasts doing? Gul looked behind his army, and the scene in front of him made the dead man very angry.

The robbers and bandits have long been scared by the battles of this war, and the Beastman tribe has eaten their stomachs on the corpses of the human army. Before no one is paying attention, these mobs have already left the battlefield. Don't want to be liquidated by the despicable Kemler afterwards.

In the middle of the battle line, a flame skull that was ten meters high and several meters wide swept across the undead army. Everything evaporated in the way it passed. The undead's front line was torn apart by the flame skull, and the attack was no longer continuous, so that The defenders had precious time to regroup. Gul was about to order his army to regroup. A terrible sense of crisis engulfed Gul, he jumped off the boulder without hesitation.

"Meteorology!" The voice of Veronica, Laine's courtier, followed the cheers of the soldiers one after another. Storms gathered in the sky, and a dozen or so fire and falling rocks fell into the undead army. Gul’s army was harvested in patches, and a bloodthirsty manta wolf behind Gul was hit by the hot lava falling rock on its head. The giant beast wailed a few times, and its head was melted by magma and flames. The headless body fell aside.

The undead army gradually became chaotic, and the originally tight formation became chaotic.

At this moment, a loud horn sounded from the left-wing army formation, a red and white coat of arms, a silver sword passed through a book, and the family coat of arms with the holy grail pattern and ribbon on the book was held high: "Beep~ Beep~beep~"

"See the power of the lady who chooses the champion!" The hopeful voice resounded in the left-wing defending army. The Holy Grail knight Armand held up the flag of Ryan's family coat of arms, and the knights from the Earl of Glamorgan gathered together. Behind Ryan, hundreds of knights led by Ryan himself to join the battlefield at the most critical moment!

Ryan, who was neatly dressed, rode on a pureblood elf warhorse. He clenched Thor's hammer with both hands. There was a silver flame burning on the hammer head of the warhammer. Only coldness was on his handsome face, and anger was lingering in his blue eyes. There is also a touch of psychic light and shadow.

"Knights! My brothers!" The earl commanded loudly. His preaching was so powerful and charming. All the knights in his army gathered behind him and lined up.

In the gray and black tide of undead, the knights' figures are so conspicuous and eye-catching. Under the shining of moonlight and torches, the armor is reflecting, and the cloaks and robes are hunting and hunting in the cold wind and smoke of gunpowder.

"In the name of the lady, in the name of the kingdom, knights, let us prove to everyone our courage, our belief, our glory, let us ride together and fight together to protect the land that the lady has given us!"

"If we fail here, the undead will sweep the whole country. The darkness will extinguish the flames of hope, but we will not fail! Because I, Ryan Macadoo, will be with you to usher in victory and dawn. arrival!"

"Use our courage to break through the darkness!"

"For Madam! For Bretania!"

"go ahead!!!"

Riding the gun flat and closing the mask, the knights finally prayed to the fairy in the lake, and then pulled the reins, they shouted: "For the lady! For Britania!"

The soldiers gave way, and the silver torrent swept through the army of the undead like a gust of wind and raging waves. Ryan took the lead. Any enemy was hammered into meatloaf or bone residue in front of him, torn by lightning-like assault formation. Shattered all Gul’s efforts to reorganize his army, roaring and roaring in the muddy air filled with the fury of war, the silver torrent swept all enemies, and the skillful lance technique accurately pierced the target, and the sharp lance entered The sound of flesh or bones sounded densely, tearing a terrible scar in the tide of the undead.

"Psionic storm!!!" Ryan rushed to the front of everyone, only anger remained on his face. The god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake released a large psychic storm, and the light blue lightning was on the undead. The queue exploded, tearing the enemy to pieces. The Thor's hammer in his hand first smashed the head of a tomb evil spirit from its neck, and then his hammer hovered in a circle, and the undead flew into the sky. .

Following Ryan's charge, the knights shouted loudly, and together they shredded the enemy. This offensive was fierce. The knights will use their pride and martial arts to guard the land of the goddess.

"So I like the knights of this country..." Bellegar stood on the oath stone. He watched Ryan's unstoppable momentum and laughed: "It's just the blood irises blooming in the cracks of the stone."

Aralos used a spear to pierce the grave guard in front of him, his face turned pale, and he suddenly realized that his performance was not good enough, at least not good enough.

Immediately, Queen Alair’s face turned red, and he suddenly realized what shameful thought he had made, and immediately, Alalos was ruthless in his heart: "I must have a better performance, otherwise. Lilith will be looked down upon by Lilith!"

The momentum of the charge is almost endless under Ryan's leadership. The knights don't have to worry about slowing down. The blade and the tip of the spear are harvesting the undead. An inverted slaughter has been inevitable, but the commander of the undead feels deeply. A sense of pleasure and excitement, he uttered a silent anger, and the blue soul fire in his mouth sprayed out more than a meter high, and then he ordered the army to make way for him.

He wants to deal with Ryan himself.

At the same time, Ryan also noticed Gul, the champion of the Four Undead Chaos Gods, who was nearly three meters tall, was holding a black giant axe at him with one hand, and issuing a silent challenge to him.

He knows what it is.

It was an invitation to a championship duel, just like when he played against Birie the crushing bear in Mijordenhaven.

"Then, come on!"