Warhammer Throne

ps: I finally caught up, it's not easy for me.

"I need your blood dragon blood to swear here, never return to the Knight Kingdom." Ryan was blinded by money, he swallowed a mouthful of water, and said with some difficulty: "Otherwise, this agreement is meaningless."

"Yes." Abbot Wallace's face is full of arrogance and self-confidence. Ryan has rarely seen someone with such extreme self-confidence and arrogance. Abbot Wallace counts as one, and his brother Angelan counts as one. , Landuin counts as one.

The blood dragon ancestor in front of him has absolute self-confidence in his own strength. The self-confidence in his eyes is enough to support him to make any decision and complete any idea. In short, Abbot Wallace and Anglang Like Landuin, they firmly believe that their force can break through all difficulties and destroy all enemies.

Only people who have gone through thousands of trials and withstood all the tests in their imagination can produce this kind of self-confidence.

Ryan suddenly felt regretful, and he couldn't help but recall the unfinished duel between him and Landuin.

That's right, the unfinished duel.

In fact, the duel between Ryan and Landuin was not fair. This unfairness was reflected in the duel of Landuin with the strength of the demigod at the peak of the sanctuary and Ryan, a holy grail knight at the beginning of the sanctuary. As a living person, Ryan's physical strength and injuries can be infinitely recovered, which is determined by his strong resilience as a genetic original.

Kolanduin will not recover whether he is physically strong or injured, because he is already a dead man, and the divine power of the fairy in the lake can only revive him temporarily, and can't make him really become alive. This is destined for Landuin. He will become weaker and weaker, his injuries will only get worse and worse, and his physical strength will only become more and more exhausted.

Therefore, it’s not easy to say that Ryan relied on being able to fight and forcibly exhausted Landuin’s stamina before reluctantly defeating the opponent. If Landuin is alive, then I really don’t know how long it will take to decide the outcome. .

"In that case, let's make a deal." Ryan was relieved when he saw Abbe Wallace nodded, and he muttered: "How are you going to take away your blood? I know, there are more than one in Musilon. Only the vampires of the blood dragon family, I only promised to let go of the blood dragon descendants vampires, but did not promise to let go of all the undead."

"When you break through Mu Xilong, I will naturally enter the city and take away all my blood." The blood dragon ancestor has absolute confidence in this, and his voice is full of indifferent: "You can attack the city. ."

"I see." Ryan nodded, and he looked at the blood dragon ancestor with some caution, as if he was hesitating whether to leave now or call someone to move the wealth away.

"Leave it to me." The green knight's ethereal voice came: "I will transport these wealth to your castle in Genen with the lost children."

"Thank you very much! Your Highness the Green Knight." Ryan quickly expressed his gratitude to the Green Knight.

"Go, go to conquer Moussilon and complete Landuin's last wish. This land has been lost for too long and it should be redeemed." The green knight nodded slowly, and he signaled that Ryan could go to prepare for the siege.

"Young knight." Just as Ryan turned and left, the blood dragon ancestor said: "I look forward to a duel with you. There will be a duel between us."

"But it won't be now." Ryan looked back, and he knew that Abbot Wallace was delighted by the hunt.

This is the blood dragon. Abbot Wallace’s life creed is the perfect control of the art of fighting. For other vampires, they love to enjoy, desire to rule, and learn magic, but these are secondary to the blood dragon family. Importantly, the only thing the blood dragonborn really cares about is fighting. They believe that the purity they pursue will bring them everything. They will become the ultimate warrior and beyond the shackles of vampires, touching the realm of gods.

It's like Abe Wallace standing on the top of a mountain, raising the red fire dragon with mortal arms and throwing it down the cliff.

"Don't try blood is not a sharp edge."

Blood Dragon ancestor Aibo Wallace

"Yes, it won't be now." Abbey Wallace's voice was filled with excitement: "I have already played against those golden corn cobs in your territory. This makes me feel very happy, I I like such a worthy opponent."

"?????!!!"

"Go, go and break through Mu Xilong, I will naturally appear at that time." The blood dragon ancestor no longer said, he signaled that Ryan can go: "Except for my heirs, Mu Xilong and the other undead are at your disposal. ."

"I understand." Ryan couldn't help but glanced at the amazing wealth in the box again. He laughed self-deprecatingly, and a little enlightenment flashed in his eyes. He understood why even the emperor would compromise on some issues. .

Because the situation is stronger than that of human beings, even the lord of mankind will encounter painful choices on many issues. In many cases, ideals are just a slogan. If you can't be grounded, everything is empty talk.

This is what the old father-in-law has always taught Ryan. In diplomacy and internal affairs, you have to insist on some things, and you have to learn to compromise on some things.

At this juncture, Ryan needed too much money, and he had to compromise in the face of so much money.

Allowing the blood dragon ancestor to take away his blood is a compromise.

To make them swear never to return to the Knights Kingdom, this is persistence.

"Rite has the experience, and also has the right." Ryan murmured, and his figure disappeared in the depths of the forest.

"Perhaps you are right." Abbot Wallace's face was reminiscent: "He changed this kingdom."

"...This kingdom needs new power." The Green Knight's voice was a little sad: "Landuin has entrusted everything to Ryan, and time will prove everything."

…………I am he who changed the dividing line of the kingdom…………

Three days later, inside the army camp of Mu Xilong Siege.

Several large thorny iron **** were placed in front of the dwarf craftsman. The dwarf engineer Dugan-Tiehan had a gray face, and his body exuded a strong smell of black powder. Many onlookers suspected that as long as there was a little spark, the dwarf engineer It will explode directly on the spot.

Opening the cork of the glass bottle, the last bit of black powder was poured into the big iron ball. Dugan-Tiehan nodded: "Then, that's it."

"Hahahaha~ this is all our inventory, enough for the **** undead to taste the wrath of the dwarves." The chief engineer of the Angland clan, Halhav Goldman, also said on the side: "This is the magic of the dwarves. "

"Ah? I heard that the magic of the dwarves is not rune magic?" Ryan watched the result from the side.

"No." Bellegar stroked his long beard, and the king of Bafeng Mountain shook his head: "In history, there has been a dwarf magician. That is a very old story. It was built in the early days of Bafeng Mountain. At that time, you know, Brother Lane, Bafeng Mountain was the first fortress of the dwarves. Its history is older than the current Karaz-A-Karak."

"Uh-huh~ So what caused you to lose your magic in the end?" Wood Elf Lord Alalos hates this temporary workshop full of steel and gunpowder, but Allais’s champion of choice really feels about this history. curious.

The history of wood elves is basically passed on through word of mouth. Whenever they eat and drink, the Esleys will gather together to light a bonfire and start telling stories. This is how their history has been passed down, but it has been evolving over a long period of time. Among them, the history of wood elves has been deliberately distorted and severely modified, and all wood elves know this in their hearts.

Because even the most pure-hearted wood elves still have a stand. Those disgraceful and disgraceful pasts will be gradually erased and omitted by the "Spring and Autumn Brushwork", and for those glorious, interesting, and full of The history of commemorative significance will be continuously exaggerated and enlarged, and then many details will be artificially added.

And Aralos was the victim of this kind of thing. When he and Lilith met, he told all the wood elves in one breath because of being too turbulent. So this story has evolved into countless versions. It is said that the goddess was moved with Some people say that the goddess was moved to dress up the wounds of Alaros, and some said that the goddess was moved to **** with him in the wild on the spot.

Aralos is proud and frustrated with this kind of thing. On the one hand, he has a kind of goddess that really favors me, and the pride that I am locked with the goddess, on the other hand, he is actually in the moonlight with Lilith. After strolling for a while, the Moon Goddess of the high elf told him about her plans for a "new world" and hoped that Aralos could become the Asu Yan of the new world.

It's a pity that Aralos was still too young, too innocent and naive at that time, and didn't understand what Lilith was talking about.

On the contrary, the dwarves are much more reliable about the seriousness of historical records. The dwarves often use their own language to record all the events encountered by their family on the slabs and scrolls. However, most of the history recorded by the dwarves is sincere and credible, especially in the book of hatred.

"Because the wind of magic is not close to the dwarf." Bellegar muttered, "Even if the magic is barely used, the dwarf magician will turn into a stone in a short time."

"This is the same as many spell-setters of Esso Loren." Alaloth murmured: "Some of the spell-setters fail to cast the spell and even summon Chaos Demon."

"But the ancestors discovered that magic does not necessarily have to be the body as a medium, nor does it necessarily have to be used to attack the enemy." Bellegar nodded, thinking that although the wood elves are very annoying, Aralos is not that difficult to touch. Well: "So, someone tried to fix the wind of magic on the stone and anvil, so there is..."

"The birth of the rune blacksmith." Ryan understood: "This is how the rune blacksmith came."

"That's it." Bellegar said a piece of history that attracted everyone's serious listening. He was very proud of himself, thinking that the background of dwarves is much better than these pointed ears and "inferior goods makers", I said a little bit. A little bit of ancient knowledge, these people only have to listen to it obediently.

Sealing the big iron ball, Dugan-Tiehan said coarsely: "Very well, ready, let's start!"

"Okay! Let's get started!"

Thirty minutes later, the siege army finally sounded the horn of the general offensive.

This time, Ryan did not keep his hands. He ordered the entire army to press on. Both the serf soldiers and the knight masters must participate in this attack, and all the troops must take down Moussilon in one go!

The black was overwhelmed, and the colorful siege army began a total offensive. Several heavy siege vehicles reinforced by dwarves advanced under the protection of the knights. Dozens of artillery fired uninterruptedly. The Empire heavy cannon, the Hell squall rapid-fire cannon, and the Hellstorm rocket launcher. The dwarf cannon and organ cannon fired together, and the howling shells crossed dozens of smoke trails and smashed into the city wall, blasting the defenders on the wall into pieces.

"Fire! Fire!" The wood elves and the dwarves also joined the battlefield. The dwarven thunder gunners were desperately pouring ammunition. The wood elves' woodland guards, forest rangers and rangers did not consider the consumption of arrows at all, and they went at full speed. shooting.

At this time, the weak link of Mu Xilong's undead defenders was finally exposed to the siege army.

That is the vampire, there is no remote, the undead can only be passively beaten.

At this moment, the Taras Warhawk Guard led by Woodland Lord Alaros and the Quinalis Champion Knight Brotherhood led by François also joined the battlefield! The air force riding a giant eagle and a flying horse charged down from the sky, rotating and knocking the undead on the wall into pieces!

"For Olain and Alaire! For Elsuo Loren!" Alaros was riding on the eagle, pulling the bowstring, and the arrow with the power of the spark accurately hit the shoulder armor of a grave guard. The guard of the grave wailed and fell down.

"For Madam! For Musilon!" Ryan also joined the battle personally, waving Thor's hammer in his hand, and the figure of the goddess picking champion in the lake hovered under the sky like walking lightning, and a bolt of lightning struck. The city wall burned dozens of zombies into a pile of debris. Griffon Enpress neighed, and it spit out lightning, rushing around, carefully avoiding the magic released by the necromancers. It just had a good meal. It’s time for an after-dinner exercise!

"Roar! Roar~~~" Even the wood elves' Twilight sisters joined the war, and a forest dragon flew into the sky, spitting out a deadly dragon's breath.

Bellegar also personally led the siege vehicle to attack the gate, and Anglande vowed that the guards squeezed together to form a tight shield wall.

The siege truck gradually approached the gate of Moussilon. The siege pillar with the head of Grimmnir hit the gate hard, and Mu Silon's gate made a muffled sound.

But the city gates are still indestructible. Mousillon Castle has been under the management of the undead for two to three hundred years. The gates here have been strengthened through the generations, and the necromancers are always singing magic to strengthen the gates, even if they are The siege hammer made by the dwarves couldn't shake this city gate.

Standing on the city wall, the vampire baron of the Blood Dragon family yelled again and again: "Go on! Keep on attacking! Mortals! You only have this strength? That's not enough! Not enough!"

"What else do you have, let's show it all!"

The undead of Musilon do have proud capital, because even after this level of onslaught, the castle still shows no signs of falling. As for the air force of the siege army, it is only a short-lived, because the Pegasus knights and war eagle guards cannot be in the sky for a long time. Flying above them, they carry knights or wood elf guards in full gear and will soon get tired.

However, due to the previous series of wars, Moussilon’s number of undead guards dropped to the lowest point in more than two hundred years, and many places were unable to arrange enough guards for protection. Facing the frontal onslaught, it was somewhat convenient. Ignored by the undead.

Mu Xilong is underground, under the city wall, and in the culvert.

The culvert that was originally filled with fierce water has now been completely frozen by the power of the sorcerer, revealing a damp, hollow walkway.

Several dwarf engineers carried large iron **** full of gunpowder into the culvert. They carefully measured the distance and position, as well as the detonation angle.

"Finished!" After careful confirmation many times, the dwarf engineer finally gave a thumbs up: "No problem!"

"let's start!"