Warhammer Throne

Just to the east of the Morros Plain, the Holy Grail Knight Federmond and Poseidon Knights’ Deputy Commander Holf led an army of more than 30 knights slowly out of the forest. His gaze was fixed on Gillam's body, and there was only endless hatred in Federmond's eyes: "Gilam! Traitor!"

"Damn it, it's the Knights of the Holy Grail!" The rogue knights were obviously lacking in confidence when they saw Federmond's appearance, but the group of rogue knights immediately discovered that the enemy had only more than thirty rides.

There are more than one hundred rogue knights led by Gillam, plus more than three hundred knight attendants.

The absolute superiority in numbers gave the rogue knights headed by Gillam feel confident. The leader of the rogue knight said loudly, "Okay! Let us defeat this group of Poseidon knights first. This will make us famous. first step!"

"Oh!" His subordinates responded loudly. These rogue knights are people who long for fame. Their desire for wealth and honor does not belong to the knights of other human kingdoms.

"Go ahead!" The rogue knights urged the horses. Hundreds of knights raised their spears and pulled the reins. The horses neighed. On the broad and flat Moros plain, they directly and without shame, launched a violent knight confrontation with the more than thirty knights. !

Speed, strength, glory! The Poseidon knights led by Federmond shouted in the name of Poldero and faced their powerful enemies!

On the plain, brightly dressed, the blue and yellow Poseidon knights faced the rogue knights. At the moment when the cavalry confronted, the sound of rifle breaking broke the tranquility of the morning.

"Kill!" Federmond's lance pierced the chest of a rogue knight, and he immediately drew his knight sword from his waist: "For Poldero! For Mannan! For the lady!"

"Roar!" The Poseidon knights were in high spirits, and those who broke their lances or tridents pulled out their scimitars, raised their shields, and slashed them in close combat. The blood soaked their robes and armor.

The whole journey was just a blink of an eye, and more than 30 rogue knights fell off the horse, but this group of Poseidon knights lost only five people.

Federmond’s eyes were electric, his knight sword drank at least the blood of five rogue knights or knight attendants. This wave of charge ended, and the holy grail knight raised his sword to signal the seagod knights to hesitate. Reorganize the army and prepare to fight again.

The morale of the Poseidon knights was high, and they sang ancient ballads.

"Come on, cheer up, my lads, let's steer to glory."

"Head up high, we dispel fear."

"For honor we call you, as a free man, not a slave."

"Son of Poseidon, never surrender!"

Hearing this song, there was a slight commotion in the rogue knights' team. This song was so familiar that many rogue knights looked ashamed and could no longer hold their weapons.

This song is called "Heart of Oak" and is a military song of the Poseidon Knights.

Among the group of rogue knights gathered by Gillam, there were many Pouldro people. They grew up listening to this song. When the song sounded, the hearts of these Pouldro people were shaken.

Is it really glorious to be a rogue knight, betray the motherland, and betray your hometown?

No matter how they persuade themselves, deep down in their hearts, a sense of sadness still looms over the hearts of the traitors. They know that even if they succeed in the future, they will never be recognized by their hometown.

This is the price of betrayal.

Gillam turned blue. He raised his weapon and shouted: "We have no way out, my soldiers! Don't you want glory? We are facing a holy grail knight!"

"Go ahead!" Federmond didn't give Gilam another chance to speak, he raised the knight sword: "Go ahead! Poseidon knight!"

"Go forward!" The horses hooves stepped on the ground, and the neatly organized Poseidon knights lined up again and launched a charge. Although there were only two dozen people left, their charge was more powerful than a thousand horses, each Poseidon. The knights shouted in the name of Poldero.

As they said, the son of Seagod, never surrendered!

Between the lightning and flint, the second confrontation ensued. This time, the Poseidon knights fell four people, and the rogue knights lost nearly 20 people.

The second wave of confrontation ended. At this time, after two consecutive face-to-face charges, the rogue knights began to show a trace of fatigue, and the Poseidon knights were almost all injured.

Gillam, the leader of the rogue knights, had a stern face, and he raised his hand to signal the rogue knights to stop.

In the two rounds of clash, his men have lost fifty people! This loss really exceeded his expectations, and if he continued to fight like this, even if they could completely wipe out these Poseidon knights, their own losses would be too great!

In short, he didn't want to fight anymore.

Gillam didn't want to fight, but Federmond didn't intend to let them go. The holy grail knight was bloody. There was no emotion in his eyes. He just raised his knight sword: "Poseidon knight, go forward!"

"Go forward!" The remaining Poseidon knights appeared somewhat exhausted after two rounds of charge, but under the leadership of the Holy Grail knights, they were full of energy and prepared to move forward again.

Gillam felt his hands trembling, and the leader of the rogue knight knew that he must not retreat at this time!

So the third round of assault continued, with broken armor, splashing blood, and broken limbs, the war was so cruel.

This time the Poseidon knights finally couldn't hold on. The original 30-member team is now less than half, and everyone is injured. The whole body of Federmond and Holf is covered with blood, almost becoming blood people. .

There was silence on the Morros Plain, and the morale of the rogue knights began to decline severely. A strange scene appeared on the battlefield in the early morning. Gillam and the rogue knights under his leadership seemed to have the advantage and were about to win. One side, but their morale is sluggish and their fighting spirit is low.

At this time, the Poseidon knights were in the east and the rogue knights were in the west, and a state of confrontation was faintly formed on the plain.

The course of this war shocked the Magritte Vanguard who was watching the battle. The deputy commander walked to the leader of the Vanguard Rodrigo and exclaimed: "This is the Knight of Brittany? "

"Now you understand why the knights of Brittany are called the number one in the old world, right?" Rodrigo, the leader of the Vanguard regiment, frowned, "This is glory and faith."

"Commander, when will we join the battle?" The deputy commander whispered upon seeing this: "Didn't we talk to the Bretonians?"

"Wait." Rodrigo was still hesitating.

There are many differences between the mercenary regiment and the official army. One important point is the degree of obedience. As the commander of the mercenary regiment, Rodrigo is not an Estalian army, they are just hired mercenaries. Therefore, Rodrigo was unwilling to put his army into battle prematurely in order to avoid excessive losses.

Even if the morale is frustrated, there are still a considerable number of rogue knights led by Gillam. At this time, if you join the battle, the loss will be relatively large. According to Rodrigo’s idea, he waits for the main force of Breton to appear and defeat the rogue knights before joining. Do the finishing touches on the battlefield to reduce losses.

But things are destined not to be as Rodrigo expected. Just when the mercenary captain was still thinking about it, a huge fireball flew out of the forest, and the fireball dragged a long scorched trail. , Bombarding directly in front of the mercenary regiment, less than 30 meters away, the fireball exploded and blasted a large pit on the ground, and the smell of thick black smoke and burning grass permeated the Magritte Vanguard regiment.

"Cough cough~ Oh, it must be that we have not moved. The Bretons have come to warn us!" The deputy head coughed and said to Rodrigo: "Damn it, if this continues, we will be killed by Oman. President Theo was removed!"

The head of Rodrigo looked erratic. He looked at the big pit left by the fireball technique in front of him, and then at the forest in the distance. He finally made up his mind. The head of the mercenary regiment turned on his horse and motioned the mercenaries of the regiment to listen. make.

Rodrigo waved his arm and turned towards the east, sounding like a bell:

"Justice is in the Eastern Army! Immediately launch an offensive to defeat Gillam and his men! Everyone has a reward!"

"Yes!"

The mercenary group's backwater made Gilam and the rogue knights unexpected, but the sound of gunfire and artillery rang behind him made Gilam, who had already killed his eyes, realized that the matter was not fake. They were betrayed!

The rogue knights who could not react were met with a despicable back attack. Under the attack of muskets and artillery, many knight attendants were killed on the spot, and the morale of the rogue knights plummeted.

"Traitors! All traitors! We have been betrayed!" Gillam yelled, "Soldiers, come and kill with me!"

However, when these rogue knights wanted to retreat, it was too late. Their back path was cut off by the mercenary group, and in the south of the Morros Plain, a large group of Poseidon knights were pouring into the battlefield one after another.

Boderek, Duke of Boldero, raised the sword and gave a passionate speech: "My compatriots! After hard times, we finally caught this group of traitors!"

"They dug up our tomb and stole the Seagod Trident! They are inexcusable!"

"Now, it's their turn to bear our anger!"

"Son of Poseidon, never succumb to the enemy, now, follow me to charge! For the lady! For Mannan! For Poldero!"

Hundreds of Poseidon knights drove into the battlefield amidst the screams of the earth and the earth. Amidst the screaming and tsunami, the iron hoofs of the troops of the Principality of Polderro rolled towards the flank of Gilam, threatening to crush everything!

There was a sharp cry from the sky, a walking lightning rode on the golden griffin, he shouted the name of the fairy in the lake, and the thunder and lightning from the call turned two rogue knights into coke!

It's Ryan and his mount Griffon Impris! This griffin was brought by the Poseidon fleet!

"Withdraw! Withdraw!" Gillam immediately realized that they were surrounded! The leader of the rogue knights loudly signaled the knights to retreat, wanting to escape through the small woods to the north, he let out a desperate cry, and at the same time ordered his cronies to collect the Poseidon Trident and break through with him.

As long as this artifact is there, there is hope for a comeback!

Unfortunately, there are also enemies in the small woods to the north.

The Great Alchemist of the Empire, Baiershaze-Geert, led a large group of Emperors into the battlefield. The Empire Swordsman Group, the Empire Musket Battalion, the Empire Phalberd Corps and a group of Sun Knights led by him are ready. Prepare to fight.

The great alchemist raised his golden staff.

"Metal torrent!"

The pious wind swept across the plain, and dozens of silver torrents swallowed the place where the rogue knights were.

"The Alchemy of Lead!"

Gelt's second spell was released, and the rogue knights were horrified to find that their weapons and armor had all turned into lead and clay!

Before he had time to react, Boderek, Duke of Polderro, had led the Poseidon knights into the ranks of rogue knights. Boderek turned into an ocean storm, and his sword swallowed flesh and blood: "Gilam, you This traitor! Take it to death!!!"

A massacre began. Fupin Chinese