Warhammer Seal

Chapter 165 The New Enemy of the Empire
The mortars couldn't hit the vampire cavalry who were still moving at high speed. They could only watch them attack the side of the imperial army.

The musketeers who reacted could only fire a round of bullets, but only seven or eight of the black knights fell down.

The rest of the black knights were not affected in any way at all, the skeleton horse under the crotch advanced rapidly in an instant, and pierced the flank of the imperial infantry by scalding the iron into butter.

It's like a thousand layers of spray, but the spray is all blood.

Dozens of spearmen were directly knocked into the air by the huge impact force, and luckily landed on the human side's phalanx, and a partner held a hand to stop the bleeding at the same time.

The people who were rushed into the orc phalanx were completely overwhelmed by the green tide, like a stone sinking into the sea.

The most frightening thing was being trampled on by the black knight's skeleton horse until his body was trampled to pieces by the ferocious hoofs, but he still held the crooked and weak spear in his hand.

At this time, the impact force of the black knight had been completely absorbed by the spearmen, and without any hesitation, they immediately pulled the horse and began to turn around.

They want to break away from the phalanx of human soldiers, regroup outside the battlefield, and charge again.

"Surround! Surround! Don't let them get away!"

Karl and Wende shouted such an order at the same time, but unfortunately the battle line was too long, and the left and right sides were being broken by the black knight.

Azhan had already been stabbed off the back of the Wyvern by Karl, and he fell heavily to the ground, wondering if he was still breathing.

Although they had never fought together, their instincts on the battlefield allowed the two to clearly define the division of labor.

Wende immediately went to the left front that was closest to him, while Karl rode Deathclaw towards the right front to help defend.

The spearmen obeyed the order and surrounded them one after another, making it impossible for the black knights to accelerate their horses, and they were firmly restrained in the crowd.

Use the long sword in your hand to slash the spears you want to stab, and at the same time, you can take the time to slash and kill the human soldiers around you.

The infantry's phalanx was too thin, and they could break through the line if they continued to slash.

A musket shot at close range can penetrate the plate armor, and the head of a skeleton horse was directly blown away by the musket bullets. Without the shackles of black magic, the black knight fell directly from the horse's back, and was subsequently shot by nearby teammates. Stepped into pieces.

"Shoot a man first and shoot a horse."

While reading, Wende stuffed a new bullet into his gun barrel, and then continued to aim and shoot.

He is not like an ordinary musketeer who will be blocked by his teammates.

As long as there is a gap in the crowd, even if there is only a small gap, his bullets can pass through and hit the target.

Constantly reloading and shooting, they actually killed the entire black knight team.

In terms of swordsmanship, Wende is definitely no match for these black knights who have been wielding long swords for more than ten years during their lifetime and continue to train after death.

But gunpowder weapons are different. A musketeer who has been trained for three months can easily kill a knight who has been trained for 30 years. The truth of the empire is steel, gunpowder, and faith.

You don't need all kinds of strange magic, let alone fancy swordsmanship, just shoot and explode!All shot!
All the black knights on Wende's side have been killed, while most of Karl's side have slipped out.

Don't worry at all, they need to run a certain distance before they can turn back and charge, how can they find time to charge again?
When they broke away from the human infantry phalanx and turned their backs, the musketeers finally found their chance.

"Cumshot!"

A round of bullets shot straight at the black knight's back, losing the protection of their shields and causing them to fall off their horses one after another. Only a few escaped, but they also trembled and fell to the ground because they lost their magic restraint.

"Won!"

The musketeers erupted with excited voices, but at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, as if there was a whole piece of dark cloud covering the sun.

Endless ferocious bats flew from a distance, like a huge curtain that dissipated the sun's rays.

A number of terrifying dire wolves ran out of the forest, bared their teeth, and dripped various strange green liquids from their rotten throats.

Behind the dire wolf were dozens of bloodthirsty sky ghosts, tearing at the corpse they had just found, but immediately throwing the corpse aside, there are living humans in front of them, and today they can finally feast on their mouths.

These terrifying things held back their hunger, and they all took a detour, looking down at a terrifying monster with a size of five meters: the bloodthirsty bat wolf.

Two teams of blood knights in heavy armor lined up one by one on horses. Each blood knight is a vampire lord who can stand on his own. He has strength and endurance far beyond human beings, and he has been honed for hundreds of years in his long lifespan. Swordsmanship and riding.

At this moment, they slapped their shields heavily like servants, shouting a name loudly.

"My lord, the true ruler of Sylvania, Manfred von Carstein."

The appearance of this legendary vampire lord made Burning Feather extremely terrified and frightened, not because of the oppression that the vampire gave her, but because Baldy Man actually appeared on the stage sitting on top of a skeleton dragon.

No wonder many black knights were sent away in vain. It turns out that their strength far exceeds that of the imperial army, so they are naturally confident.

Having just experienced the battle with the orcs, every soldier of the empire is already out of breath, and now everyone has only one choice, and that is to continue fighting.

If you choose to flee, you will be overtaken by the enemy's energetic cavalry and bats, and then the entire army will be wiped out.

Quickly chopped up the orcs who were still struggling around them, and all the imperial soldiers began to change their formations again, and they had to block the first wave of the blood knight's charge.

Bald Man flicked his fingers lightly, and all the undead creatures under him understood the battle plan for the future.

The blood knight will launch the first charge. The spearmen of the empire have already been riddled with holes by orcs and black knights. A single impact can make them lose their armor and armor.

All kinds of flying monsters are also gathered outside the range of the imperial artillery, waiting to advance with the blood knight and attack all artillery and musketeers.

Too much blood on the battlefield has already made a bloodthirsty wolf bat the size of a farm house excited, roaring loudly, and at the same time rushing towards the most well-defended place in the imperial army.

It is the most perfect, but in fact, everyone has wounds on their bodies, and there is no way to continue fighting.

"The loss must be reduced, and the blood knight cannot be lost."

Muttering to himself, Bald Man flew over the battlefield on a skeleton dragon, and waved his hands upwards.

The human soldiers and orcs who died in the battle all got up from the ground. Whether they were missing arms or legs, or lost their heads, these corpses had already picked up weapons and slashed at the front line.

Although it couldn't cause any serious damage, it deeply hit the morale of each soldier, and some people were already preparing to escape.

Karl landed at the head of the line riding Deathclaw, holding aloft the sword known as Reikland Runefang.

"Fight for the Imperium of Man! Fight for Sigmar!"

　Blood knights are all vampire knights, they look down on mortals, only true warriors will be tempted, and they will even give you a drop of blood to turn you into a vampire and become one of them.

　　Duncanhof and all kinds of wild vampire knights and blood dragons are collectively called blood knights, and there is no difference in name.

　　The blood knights of the Stein family are their own transformed vampires, most of whom are descendants of the third or even fourth generation of vampires. Vlad Carstein has 5 descendants (including Manfred, who killed him).

　　These 5 descendants develop 5 more descendants to be the third generation of vampires. The third generation of vampires is far inferior to the first generation of vampires, but they can still hang up and beat the elite knights among humans.

　　Therefore, the blood knights of the Carstein family should be the 5th and 6th generations. Although there are a lot of them, they are not strong (from the perspective of vampires)
　　Vlad stipulates that each vampire can only infect five human beings as his descendants, most of them are men. Of course, Manfred has also created many female vampires (I don’t know what to do).

　　Other families seem to be relatively low-key.

　　The Lamia family has been hiding in the mountains to raise blood slaves and send vampire beauties to mix with the noble circle of the empire. (There are rumors that the Duchess of Wessonland is also a vampire, but this must be false, Wende can testify)
　　The Blood Dragon Clan is mainly practicing one-on-one with a group of martial arts lunatics.

　　The Nicholas family is a group of homeboys who have been studying necromancy for a long time and generally don't do much trouble.

　　The Strigg family is a group of beasts, most of them are ghoul kings, because they were chased and killed by the ancient tomb forces, so they sucked the blood of animals or even corpses when they fled, so they turned into that kind of ghost.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)