The Lion King of Middenland, Warhammer

() The sky in the northern land of Palag in the Kislev Kingdom is gloomy, gray dark clouds piled up layer by layer, until the end of the mist and hills far away on the horizon, the sun can't be seen, only the bone-chilling cold The wind whizzed past from far and near, bringing up dead grass and dust.A mournful murmur on the plain.

It was a late autumn morning. The late autumn in the Northern Plains was only a thin line away from winter. The grassland had withered and turned yellow under the cold wind, and the scattered trees had already shed their leaves, but the snow had not yet fallen.There is very little life on the endless yellow and gray plains. The sword-horned deer and argali herds that were active in summer have migrated to the south in a hurry. Occasionally, a few black woolly grassland mammoths are still wandering in the grassland. The huge body stands like a black stone statue between the north wind and the wild grass, giving this cold wasteland a little color of life.

"The dark cloud of war is very thick, but it is not an ordinary dark cloud. I feel that above this cloud, there is a special omen gathered in the high sky. This is not an ordinary omen. I saw the morning star of the ancient god descending on the world, and The blood and fire of chaos are intertwined together, or the starlight burns the blood and fire, or the star is swallowed by chaos. I saw the golden fearless lion walking under the light of the morning star, followed by leopards and doves, wolves, The bear and the big eagle, but there are also the charming purple snakes, appearing and disappearing beside the lion! Marius, do you see anything?"

The person who spoke in a low voice was an old man in blue robe. He was tall and wore a dagger at his waist. The years had written vicissitudes on his face with criss-cross grooves. His long white hair Draping down from his shoulders, the same snow-white beard fluttered in the wind, but under the eye sockets covered with crow's feet, there were a pair of deep blue eyes full of vitality not commensurate with his age.The pattern of double-tailed white comets and swirling stars embroidered on the blue robe marks his identity --- a university student who masters one of the eight winds of magic, a prophet who obtains prophecy from the sky --- Imperial Nebula Master of Aegir.

"If the omens can always be determined and traced, then the earls should choose you as emperor. When the next time the elector meeting is held, remember to ask me to help you blow open the gate! My old man, dozens of It's been years, haven't you got rid of your habit of dropping book bags in front of me?"

Following this unrestrained voice, a big hand rested on the shoulder of the old man in blue robe, and slapped it hard twice.The owner of the big hand is an old man with broad shoulders, wearing a sleeveless red robe and a mithril breastplate, with short straight blond hair and beard like needles, a red face and sparkling eyes like flames.He carried a golden cross epee on his back, the guards were eagle wings spread out, and the blade was a curly wave.He held a huge and mottled iron staff in one hand, and put the other hand on the shoulder of the nebula magician, laughing loudly.

"Marius, the Great Instructor of the Blazing Sun, you can still be so relaxed at any time! I envy you very much, but I know that you have also seen the omen, haven't you?" the old man in blue robe replied lightly,

"Of course, the apprentices of the eight winds of magic will feel fate and the future to some extent, but you are a philosopher who pursues fate, and I am a warrior who fights against fate. It has been decades, and fate cannot change me, even if it is fate. That sinful evil god descended in front of me, and I too———burn the underwear of that evil god first!" The old man in red slammed the ground with his staff.

"At least check whether he is a man or a woman! This is something that even the knowledgeable Karios can't predict."

The humor of the Blazing Sun Master made the serious old Nebula Master Karios smile. He deeply understood his friend, Marius, the Imperial Blazing Sun Master who controls the flames, is a What a brave, resolute, fearless man, and of course, his humor.It seems that nothing has changed since we met in di du when we were 15 years old.

It has been more than 60 years since they met at the Academy of Magic in Adolph, the capital of the empire, and became close friends. Karios and Marius have stood together on the front line of the imperial army and faced many vicious enemies.Whether it is the orc warlord of the Iron Claw tribe, the green-skinned maniac of the steel eater, or the chaotic army of Bela, the lord of the chaotic magician, Karios uses his wisdom and magic to fight beside the commander and the earl, Marius used his fire and blazing flames to bring the wrath of the gods down on the enemy array, turning the mighty trolls and beasts into flaming torches, and turning the entire enemy army into ashes and dust.

The Chi Yang Master and the Egil Nebula Master, they each have their own fighting styles and personalities, but this does not hinder them. They are close friends and comrades-in-arms for decades.Today, they gathered in this foreign country, the northern plain of Parag, not for nonsense, but for fighting --- Emperor Feng of the Empire.The order of King Weiher III to assist the empire's expeditionary army to aid the empire's human allies - the Kislev kingdom in the north.

For several months, Kislev's letter eagle and black swan, as well as the walkable Ugol knight, have sent one letter after another for help to Adolph's Imperial Palace, Middenheim's White The Temple of the Wolf, and even the Maritime Council in Mariaburg.For the great spirit bear warriors, the descendants of Esun, Daha and Thor, and the proud Kislev nobles of the North to bow their heads so eagerly for help, it is naturally not a trivial matter, and of course, it cannot be A small matter, but an event that shocked the empire and the entire North of the Old World—the Chaos army rolled southward, swept across the entire Kislev Kingdom, and besieged the capital city of Kislevgrad!

Most of the warriors of this chaotic army are composed of North Norse and Kugan tribes who were still biting dogs not long ago. As for how these bloodthirsty and vengeful barbarians have forgotten the hatred of killing and plundering among themselves, and The heads of our own people who were dried by the other side... I have to ask the leader of this chaos army---Lostari, a wicked chosen woman warrior from the wasteland of northern chaos, and her banshee and chaos warriors They are gone.

The incident can be traced back to nine months ago, a battle was launched on the edge of the Norsca Peninsula and the Northland Grassland. On one side of the battle were [-] soldiers wearing two-horned helmets, eye protection visors, and chains Armor, a burly warrior holding a battle ax and a javelin --- a coalition army of North Norse people, commanded by the great leader Lard from the Esslinger tribe.On one side is a short and sturdy Kugan army of [-] riders, wearing suede caps, fur robes or scale armor, riding long-haired dwarf prairie horses, and holding double-curved horn bows and machetes. Khan of the Nine Tribes, commanded by Agrisa Marfa.The warriors of both armies are filled with hatred and rage, determined to impale, shoot, and split their humble opponents, drive their heads on poles, and reduce their bodies to ashes!These two sturdy barbarian warriors have had many years of hatred and war. This time, it's time for them to confront each other again.

A drama is about to unfold that would make the Empire or the kingdom of Kislev very happy - the Norse and the Kulgans are hateful northern raiders, followers of the Chaos God, and their infighting couldn't be better.However, the drama was not staged according to the normal script. Just when the two armies were close to a distance of two hundred steps, they were raising their javelins, drawing their bowstrings, and raising their shields——the female warrior Lostali, the chosen one, Being in front of everyone changed everything.Also casts a curse on the Empire or the Kingdom of Kislev.

It is said that this evil god's chosen one, a beautiful girl with purple hair and a perfect and moving body, rode a gorgeous and dazzling chaotic horse, and galloped directly to the Norse's javelin throwing axes and kulgans. Between the human gods and arrows, a pink vortex lightning shocked the two armies that were about to fight, and then showed her charming dancing posture and singing voice to tens of thousands of stunned barbarians on this battlefield, making people The call of the great God of Emotion was reflected in their hearts, which made the Norse warriors and Kugan warriors forget their hatred, put down their weapons, and listen to God's revelation.

Of course, not everyone is like this, things are not as simple as rumors, there are always diehards.What's more, among the Norse people, there are quite a few believers in the ferocious blood god, the evil god of Khorne.As we all know, in the eyes of the blood god Khorne, the evil god and his despicable disciples should be cut off as soon as possible and completely, and their heads should be sacrificed to the throne of the blood god.

So natural—————The loyal warriors of the blood god roared, and while cutting off the heads of the cowards who were confused by the stinky bitch, they waved their battle axes and military flags, expressing their contempt for the uninvited guest, the vicious witch. The exposed, arrogant and seductive demon girl is so young, she doesn't look like she is too young, the warriors who believe in the blood god, how can they be confused by this little bitch who is alone!Of course, this is not necessarily an act of wisdom.To challenge the invitation of the Chosen One, there is bound to be a price to pay, a terrible price.

So Lostali, the Chosen One, showed a sweet smile, and invited the warriors who dared to challenge the beautiful messenger of Sharis, the great goddess of passion, to come and fight one by one, no matter if he was Noth or Kugan, or he was bleeding and on fire, it was stupid and ridiculous , the lowly woodcutter slaves of the worthless defeated dog Red Dog --- this is the name Lostari gave to the loyal warriors of the Blood God.

In order to enhance the effect, she smiled and jumped off the horse, stretched out her soft chest, on which the gold and silver ornaments and the azure magic eye stone jingled, and her white fingers twirled the nine snakes blessed by sin With a thin sword, a beautiful necklace decorated with purple jade and fine gold is wrapped around her slender neck, and a thin silver chain is wrapped around her gracefully curved belly. In the middle of the blood-stained battlefield, waiting for the arrival of the challenger, this is really very beautiful.However, for the blood god fanatics, it may be an unprecedented insult and provocation.Of course, they won't be able to see it in the future, because none of them can leave this battlefield alive!

Twenty-five believers of Khorne fought against Lostari successively, eighteen of them were the leaders and champion warriors of the Norse people, and seven were the tribal chiefs and blood-sworn guards of the Kugan people. None of them survived the battle More than 25 minutes --- even the mighty Chaos Warriors with mutant arms or weapons blessed by Khorne.With a cute smile, the beautiful messenger of the God of Emotions avoided their furious battle axes, javelins, sharp claws, and scimitars lightly, and then elegantly pierced their bodies and armor with the nine-snake crossed sword, cutting Get their heads down and step on them.

When he saw the head of his number one warrior being cut off by the witch with a smile on his face, Lard, the leader of the North Norse people who is known for his bravery, couldn't stand it anymore. He let out a wild battle cry and rode on his black horse Ironclad Warhorse, raising his proud artifact, a huge Chaos double-bladed battle ax said to be blessed by Khorne, rushed from behind like a mad buffalo.But Lostalli just turned her head and smiled, and her graceful and graceful body passed between the cavalry's legs--after about ten seconds, Lalder and his armored cavalry were still in a daze Standing, and then splitting from the middle together, it became four pieces, eight pieces, 16 yuan, and fell to the ground.The Khorne Chaos Battle Ax also broke into two pieces and fell into the dust. Blood flew like a waterfall. This was shocking enough, but there was no blood stain on the clean and clear skin of the beautiful purple-haired God Chosen. There is only a faint drop of blood rolling on the tip of the golden and silver intertwined Nine Snakes crossing their heads.

"The great god of passion, beauty and art doesn't like the blood of dirty followers." She raised her pink lips, and gently blew off the blood on the tip of her sword, weaving a thin golden chain and blue The jewel's purple hair fluttered beside her soft cheeks, the corpses and heads of the challengers piled up in hillocks under her slender feet, the blood was emitting heat, and some of the severed mutated arms were still unconscious in the blood the tic.

"Are there still ignorant loser believers who want to fight against God's revelation? I'm having fun and don't care about adding more."

She twitched her slender eyebrows, pinned her arms around her slender white waist, and asked the stunned North Norse and Kugan battle lines.After a short period of silence, the Khan of the Nine Tribes of the Kugan, Agrisa Mafa lowered the military flag, and was the first to dismount to show his allegiance to the chosen messenger of the God of Love. This was not only out of fear, but also out of joy— ——It is really gratifying to see one's old rival, hated enemy, the leader of the North Norse, Lard, turned into a ridiculous pile of meat.Or, in this situation, can you work with the Chosen Messenger to chop up all the leaderless North North red-haired beards?

"O Messenger of the Great God of Love and Beauty and Art, your humble servant, Khan of the nine tribes of Kugan, Agrisa Mafa, pledges allegiance to you. Your servant has seven thousand tents and ten thousand tents under his command. Six thousand warriors who can ride horses and shoot arrows, two thousand warriors on angry horses who wear bronze scale armor and can break through the battle line with spears in their hands, and sixteen chiefs and their blood-sworn guards, they are all yours The longbow and the scimitar. To celebrate this beautiful moment, please order that we chop up those lifeless North Norse red-haired apes into pieces and sacrifice them to your great god."

Agrisa Marfa knelt down on one knee, raised the bow bag and scimitar with both hands, and asked the Chosen One in front of him, the dazzling alluring body and the shining gold and silver magic ornaments in front of him, especially the The indescribably beautiful face of the goddess made his whole body tremble.

"This is not allowed. Before the execution of God's revelation, the strength of every warrior is precious. The battle between Kugan and Noth is over. The great god of passion, beauty and art does not need meaningless sacrifices , his warrior's sword is only used to slay his enemies, and following God's war and marching south is the right way for you."

Lostalli denied Agrisa Khan's request without hesitation, which made King Khan's face darken slightly.

"I forgot to tell you that I am not alone. God Sharis gave his Chosen an army. This army represents the will of the Great God of Love and Beauty in the North. It is for the crusade against the corrupt and dispirited unbelievers in the South. And when you go out to fight, the warriors who obey this chaotic army of beauty gods will be honored, and those who want to fight will only die!"

The beautiful evil God's Chosen put away her smile, and made a sound as firm as steel. She turned over and boarded the chaotic one-horned warhorse covered in gold armor and silver ornaments, and picked up the horse hanging beside the saddle, which was decorated with silver texture and green The pink horn inlaid with se gemstones blew three times into the northern sky, and the long scream went straight into the clouds.

Soon, the same scream came from the valley in the distance, and there was a harmonious response, followed by the heavy and deep sound of horseshoes and footsteps, one side was long and thin, with fluttering pink tassels and gold The military flag of the right mark gradually rose from the horizon among the distant valleys.

"This is, the real Chaos Warriors of the Northern Wasteland, are these the ones who are truly blessed by Chaos?" Agrisa Khan's voice trembled with his body, and the army in front of him made him fight with his Together with his subordinates, he felt his own insignificance.

Under the purple army flag of the Great God of Emotion and Beauty in the North, four neat square formations were spread out. They lined up and silently walked towards the battlefield.The first two are cavalry, and the last two are infantry. There are not many people, and the total of the four phalanxes is no more than a thousand people, but they are all extraordinary, very different from ordinary warriors.So much so that the proud warriors of Kulgan and North bowed their heads.

Their horses are fit and tall, two fists taller than the best horses of the Norsemen. The horses are all covered with purple plate gold armor densely covered with swirling textures and ancient runes. The edge of the armor flowed, white fur and colorful silk covered the towering saddle, and the harness and stirrups were all silver chains, inlaid with lapis lazuli rings.The riders on the horses are all slender and handsome, like marble statues.

The radiance of the Philosopher's Stone casts a haze on their figures, the protruding sharp blades and sharp horns shine on their shoulder armor, and on the metal breastplate imitating the muscle structure, beautifully intertwined male and female bodies and selves are exquisitely carved The symbol of Shalishi, the god of evil, the white and pink feathered helmets stand up in arcs from the back of their semicircular helmets, and the silver snake pattern on the forehead of the helmets is coiled with a chaotic eight-pointed star.

The first phalanx cavalryman held a seven-foot-long sharp two-handed machete. The handle was slender and ivory white stone. The female body was coiled with a bronze viper. The changing brilliance of the curved blade proved their mighty strength. Enchant Weapon Identity.The cavalry in the second phalanx held twelve-foot-long flag spears, fluttering pink tassels and white feathers hung from the slender spears covered in runes, and the brass gauntlets had silver textures.The third phalanx is the warriors on foot, the largest number, with the same gorgeous armor, carrying a broadsword and a mithril round shield decorated with emeralds, none of them wear a helmet, and their silver and gold long hair On the shoulders, it is simply tied with a metal headband surrounded by double snakes and curly leaves. In the middle of the smooth forehead is the exquisite engraved symbol of the God of Sin.

The first three phalanxes slowly stepped across the blood-stained battlefield. Their brilliance dazzled the barbarians, while the fourth phalanx was even more unusual. But their pink hair protruded huge curls, pointed horns with jewels and pointed ears with silver rings, and slender and recurved legs under their white and soft thighs and knees. Purple animal hooves, decorated with golden metal snake rings.Horny sharp bone knives protruded from their elbows, and brilliant gold and silver chains hung from their white chests, rustling like silver bells in the wind.

Walking in the middle of the phalanx are their flag bearers. These proud servants and witches of the god of passion, beauty and art all wear black fur cloaks embroidered with the seal of the purple sarishi god, and tie their hair with jewel rings. Form into a flying ponytail.They held high fourteen-foot-long multi-bladed halberds, densely packed like a golden forest moving.On each halberd hangs a blood-red helmet with two large curved jagged metal horns. In the center of the helmet is the secret seal of the blood-dripping Khorne. The owners of these helmets were once fierce and sturdy Chaos warriors. , the chosen one of the evil god of Khorne, has now become a sad trophy hanging on the Sharis golden halberd.

And the military flag they guarded was decorated with even more terrifying trophies - two crimson demon heads full of horns and thorns - the heads of the War Demon Bloodletter, one left and one right, a twisted and shining silver snake Sharp blades protruded proudly from the withered eye sockets of the servants of Khorne, shining on both sides of the purple evil army banner.

But this is not all the trophies. On the top of the golden flag spear of the military flag, there is a head with huge horns, long beard, and high nose, which is as fresh as if it has just been cut off from the body --- shining The magic seal fluttered around the head.This head is not human, nor is it a demon, it is the head of a Lord Chosen of Chaos Khorne!She is also the chosen one of the great god of passion and beauty, the best gift for her master!

"Look up, my new warriors, and take a look at what is the power of the god of passion and beauty and art!"

Lostalli steered her horse to come under the banner of beauty and terror, and pointed her slender arm covered with gold rings to the head on the banner.Tens of thousands of Kulgan and North warriors who had been stunned were shocked by the sound, and many of them almost dropped their weapons to the ground, but the heads of the Lord of Khorne's God's Chosen and the demon on the military flag focused all their sights on it. The noisy battlefield became as quiet as midnight, no one dared to speak, and even the horses were dumbfounded. Only the breeze occasionally rolled up the gold chains and silver bells on the tassels of the military flag, making subtle sounds.

"The one on it is the head of a stupid believer. His name is Balman. He once claimed to be the Lord of Khorne's chosen champion of the Northland Copper Ax and Fire Skull Battle Fort. He has repeatedly tried to challenge the relationship between passion, beauty and art God - Glory to my great master Salax. At that time, the lost believer felt very good about himself, thinking that he was the invincible warrior of the Red Dog of Khorne."

The beautiful young girl God Chosen glanced at the stunned barbarians in front of her, stroked her purple hair, and cast a mocking smile at the ranks of Norse warriors. She paused, and continued in an elegant voice. said:

"Therefore, my Goddess of Beauty descended upon his pious warrior——I, Lostari Glynn, and bestowed upon me the blade of God and the warrior of God, and sent this defeated believer and his dog Crush with minions and sacrifice to the great god of passion and beauty and art as a meager sacrifice!"

Lostale's voice is elegant and magnetic, but it shakes the hearts of tens of thousands of barbarian warriors like a giant hammer. All people, whether they are leaders, chiefs, or servants, are like the wind blowing through the wheat waves He knelt down and fell on the ground.Their exclamations and prayers rolled over like a sea tide!

"O Shalis, the great god of passion, beauty and art! I pay tribute to you, the noble chosen warrior! Your divine power is as vast as the endless earth and the North Sea, and your brilliance blesses my humble eyes! I Every inch of your soul and body will always obey your will and fight!"

Agrisa Mafa Khan put her head on the ground, shocked and ecstatic to express her loyalty to the girl God Chosen in front of her.He clearly knew that every champion and lord chosen by the Gods of Chaos, even in the hell-like battlefield between the snowfields and ice peaks in the far north --- the Northern Wasteland, was a legendary existence.They all have demonic power, guards and servants given by the Chaos Gods, as well as granite, brass and steel battle castles and terrible armies, writing their majesty and will for the Chaos Gods on the earth!

It can be said that the champion lord chosen by the Chaos Gods is a projection of the power of the Chaos Gods in the world!As for the great warrior who took down the head of the Chaos God's Chosen Champion Lord, what level of evil god's favor did he receive?And how lucky I am to be a subordinate of such a great chosen one!This is the voice of Agrisa Khan, and also the voice of tens of thousands of soldiers on this battlefield!

"Please stand up, my new warriors, God has felt your heart." Lostari smiled sweetly, got off her horse, and replied gently.

"The great god of love, beauty and art, Sharis, is kind and generous. She punishes her ignorant enemies with endless lightning and blades. She rewards her loyal warriors with endless joy and happiness. All the strength is devoted to her, and she will naturally be generously rewarded."

The voice of the girl God's Chosen is so sweet, with a magnetic and indescribable mysterious fragrance, gently echoing in the ears of every barbarian warrior, bouncing their fiery hearts, making them feel dreamy and intoxicated, as if Enter wonderland.

"Did you see? The glorious gods and warriors I brought, blessed by the gods of love and beauty and art, they were also mortals, and I was once a mortal, but because we fought for the god Sharis, God just gave us beauty and strength, armor and blades, and supreme joy and happiness!" She was intoxicated by her own voice, lowered her head and put her hands on her clear white lips. On the chest, make a prayer gesture.

"Whether you are the extravagant khan of the tribe or the poor tribe, whether you are the champion warrior or the humblest servant, as long as you dedicate your loyalty wholeheartedly to the great ruler of passion, beauty and art, as long as you have the courage to serve Sari Fighting with the will of a warrior, God's blessing is fair to everyone! They and I are the best proof, do you understand?"

The girl chosen by the name of Lostalli raised her voice, pulled out the golden rapier of nine snakes and raised it up to the sky, "My new warriors, God's will and way have been pointed out for you! Are you ready to fight for the god of passion, beauty and art?"

After a moment of silence, the entire battlefield boiled up, all the barbarians stood up, and raised their weapons and flags to the sky with her in ecstasy, like an endless dense forest of spears rising up on the empty plain.They beat their shields and battle-axes, waved their shortbows and cutlasses, threw horned helmets and suede caps into the sky, and in their own languages, they uttered ecstatic warhorns, and the boiling and noisy torrent finally merged A voice --- "Sally! Sally! Sally!" The voices of [-] barbarian warriors rolled over the field like thunder, and lasted for a long time.

This astonishing historical drama has come to an end, and the result of this drama is the rolling up of a chaotic storm, which belongs to the chaotic evil god Sharis and her beautiful maiden Chosen.

In this way, Lostari subdued 160 barbarian warriors, trained and commanded them with the [-] evil Chaos warriors she brought, and half of the [-] Sharis' attendant banshees were dispatched as messengers and warriors. The scout, half of the guards are around her and the military flag.From the edge of the Norsca Peninsula and the Northland Grassland, she began her stormy journey destined to shake the earth.

Wherever the purple army flag of Chaos Goddess of Beauty passed by, sinister believers from the North flocked like bees, butterflies and birds chasing flowers. Some came alone, some came in small groups, and some even came together as a whole tribe Come and join.Among them are many well-known warriors in the grasslands and mountains, such as the handsome Norse knight Morseley who once defeated the Wyvern, and the evil wizard Desaline who can control three stone-skinned trolls. Tayan, the chief of the Kugan Cao beast tribe who is good at taming cold horned beasts, rushed from all directions, bowed their heads and knelt under the purple army flag of beauty and terror, all eager to show their loyalty to the evil god of beauty .

These mighty warriors were warmly welcomed by Lostale. The beautiful girl God Chosen gave out a sweet smile, held their arms with scented hands, and welcomed them into layers of fur, silk and gold and silver. The decorated tent is lined with witches, servants of the god of passion, beauty and art.She toasted with them the dreamy amethyst wine, gave them enchanted weapons and armors blessed by Sharis, and promised them the bright future of the God's Chosen, which made the warriors who had toiled and trekked enchanted. Fans, all hold up their weapons and wine glasses, dedicated to the great ruler of love, beauty and art in the chaotic sky.

When the devout believers of Sharis in the Northland sang and celebrated, their neighbor Kislev Kingdom hastily prepared for war. As we all know, when the storm of chaos rolls up, Lady Kislev is often the first to bear the brunt. This is Kislev. Sif is closely bordered with the Chaos Believers in the North, and the tragedy of a plain without danger is determined by geography.

But Kislev's preparations for war by no means represent their cowardice. This barren northern kingdom was able to survive on the grasslands full of ferocious beasts and chaotic nomadic barbarians. It was not because of timidity, but because of firm fighting and perseverance. ——Of course, the support of the Southern Empire is sometimes needed, but the proud Kislev nobles don’t like to mention the second point too much.It wasn't long before they had to mention the second point, though.

Madam Kisley's courage stems from their strength.They are warriors who believe in Esun, Daha and Thor. They hold high the banner of the bear spirit with a red background and a white war bear, and they are at odds with the followers of chaos.Their aristocrats ride ferocious royal war bears and can cast powerful ice magic, or freeze enemies with sudden blizzards and icy waves, or crush enemies with conjured snowmen and ice golems.

The most famous warriors under the banner of Mrs. Kisley's War Bear Army are the windwing cavalry --- a kind of white and red wings on the back, wearing chain mail and light breastplate, using super long 14-16 feet long Excellent light cavalry with flag spears and sharp nomadic scimitars. Their horses don't wear armor, but are painted in red and white colors. They have the blessing of wind magic, and their movements are as agile as lightning.

"They are so fast, like wind and electricity! One moment, the Windwings were still on the horizon, and the next step their spears have been inserted into your chest!" This is how the barbarians on the Northland Grassland commented on the Windwing Cavalry .The power of these cavalry's high-speed impact is astonishing. Even the fat and tall ogres are often pierced fiercely by the banner spears of the Wings and Wind Wings, who are galloping like lightning and stabbing!

In addition to the wind wings and bear cavalry, Kislev also has a large number of Ugol cavalry shooters, including an elite long-barreled musketeer cavalry, which can shoot through plate armor at a distance of a hundred paces.As for the infantry, most of them were brave warriors wearing short leather jackets, who could use horn bows to shoot far away, and raise two-handed axes to fight.Of course, there is no shortage of well-disciplined spearmen and halberd spearmen. These warriors use curved-blade halberd spears and armor-piercing long cone spears that are longer than imperial spearmen and halberds, and wear fine steel locks with panels Armor is the backbone of the front row array of the infantry front.And the elite samurai who bares his upper body after drinking hard alcohol, shouts the divine inspiration of Thor, and wields a pair of knives wildly into the enemy's line, is the key role that often turns the tide when the front line is in crisis.

As for firearms, Kislev is by no means short of them. They have not only long-barreled snake guns purchased from the empire, but also homemade curved mortars hired by dwarf technicians, as well as a large number of double-barreled long guns, all of which are of high quality and power. It is said to be superior. As for the bronze bear chariot with guns and guns built from oak and bronze to imitate the imperial steam tank under the guidance of the imperial wandering technicians, although its strength is far from being comparable to the imperial artifact, it is still not satisfactory.In addition to these, all kinds of ferocious monsters captured or hired from the land of trolls, non-human mercenaries, also often become part of Kislev's army, involuntarily or voluntarily as Kislev's white war bear banner with red background fight for glory.

Generally speaking, the army of the Kislev Kingdom is a very effective army, and it is also a guarantee for their survival on the northern border.For hundreds of years, they have defeated the invaders of Chaos many times and guarded the kingdom.The nobles of Kislev are full of confidence, and they want to start a contest with the chaotic storm of the evil god---but, sometimes, courage and confidence may not be able to solve the problem...

The current white tsar Boris IV is a brave battle mage, he is not yet 35 years old this year, he is not only good at ice magic, but also has excellent fighting skills.He, together with his White Bear War Cavalry, Windwing Brown Bear and Windwing Gryphon horse guards, had explored deep into the land of trolls five times, and killed a large number of monsters, trolls, and even a scorpion-tailed griffin known for its ferocity. .On the battlefield, he also performed outstandingly. He once commanded [-] windwing cavalry, and killed [-] orc troops and fled with their heads in their arms. , Its head boiled with spirits is still hanging on the wall of the Red Palace in Kislevgrad, the capital of the kingdom, and has become a witness of the great martial arts of the White Tsar.

When the news that the chosen witch of the evil god of chaos, Sharis, summoned the army to go south reached the ears of Boris IV, he quickly made a decision at the court meeting. The brave White Tsar clearly pointed out that he must not sit idly by. As the chaotic storm gathers, the only way to quickly summon the army is to launch a pre-emptive assault and kill the chaotic demon in the cradle of gestation!There is no other choice.

Boris IV told his dukes and ministers that the border between the Kislev Kingdom and the northern grasslands is thousands of miles long, and most of them are plains and a small amount of coniferous forests. In fact, it is impossible to defend, and it is impossible to predict the enemy Where will it enter from.Mrs. Kisly was an excellent cavalryman, but not a very good defender. Although the capital Kislevgrad and several other large cities surrounded by red brick walls and bronze gates were very strong, most other towns and The fortress is just a simple defense surrounded by rammed earth and wooden walls. It is very different from the huge granite walls of the empire's states. It cannot withstand a siege by the Chaos army at all——so, it must be attacked!

In addition to these, there is another reason that may be more important----The White Tsar is eager to show his courage and feats, if a little girl who believes in evil gods will scare the great Boris like a ghost hiding in a hole Badgers dare not go out of the city walls like that, so what dignity does Boris IV have to issue orders to his subjects?As for the rumors about the demon lord, we all know that demons are cunning, so it may just be a silly illusion cast by the little witch to fool those stupid and stupid barbarians...

The Supreme Tsar was unquestionable, and the dukes and marquises, governors and warlords assembled at Kislevgrad with infantry and cavalry to join the royal army, sixty thousand men, cavalry and infantry They accounted for half of them, wearing shining chain mail, holding countless colored banners and holy images of Esun, Daha and Thor above their heads, and marched mightily to the north.

The White Tsar Boris IV rode on the White War Bear wearing the Holy Talisman and the Blessing Armor of the Bear Spirit, holding an ice six-leaf enchanted hammer, and walked confidently surrounded by the Windwing Brown Bear and Windwing Gryphon horse guards. At the front of the line, before leaving the city, he drank a glass of strong wine served by the noble girl, swallowed the ceremonial bread and salt on the silver plate, smiled and said to the crowds on both sides of the road————

"In a few months, I will return triumphantly with the military banner of Changsheng. It will be an exciting moment."

These were the last words of White Tsar Boris IV in Kislivgrad.In a sense, this statement is not wrong.Because, only three months later, he really returned with the military flag——but it was with the mighty army of Chaos Goddess of Beauty.

All that was left of the brave White Tsar was a dead head, which was well preserved with magic, and the military flag was held upside down, with the seal of the evil god painted on it with blood, and it was held on a black-clad In the hands of the witch, the servant of the god of lust, beauty and art, this furry hair is so exciting that everyone in Kislevgrad is frightened, like the coldest ice storm in December Coming normally.

"Your tsar is worthy of being a tsar. He is a very capable person. He is much better than that red dog and defeated scum---the big leader Lald. He hit me a lot. Ah, I seem to like him a little bit, but unfortunately he has too much beard, which is not my type."

The beautiful girl God-Chosen Lostali held the head of Boris IV in her hands, and rode a magnificent chaotic one-horned steed, smiling as she stood in front of the bronze city gate of Kislevgrad carved with the sacred bear spirit. The smile is so sweet, and her gentle voice exudes magnetism and fragrance.But every word she said hit the hearts of every defender on the city of Kislevgrad like a chill.The great White Tsar died tragically at the hands of the Chaos Witch, and the mighty kingdom's army was wiped out in the chaos storm. Could it be that Madam Kisly's fate has come to an end?

As if seeing through everyone's hearts, Lostali smiled slightly towards the city, and put her slender fingers on her lips, "Soldiers of Kislev, don't be sad, I'll show you the way." She The soft voice sounded again, with incomparable magnetism.

"My great master Sharis is extremely merciful and fraternal, and is completely different from the bloody red dog Khorne Gotha. As long as you take off the false images of Erson, Daha and Thor, the unchanged Piously dedicated to the great master of love, beauty and art in the great chaotic high sky, throw yourself into the great chaotic storm with her, and dedicate your soul and body without reservation, then, not only can you keep your lives and cities , you can get endless joy and happiness. Open the city gate and pay homage to my great master."

The young witch's voice was as seductive as her suggestion, and it silenced the red walls of Kislevgrad until a thunderous thunder broke the silence.

"You brazen witch of chaos, don't tarnish the glory of Kislevgrad with your treacherous and despicable lies! Your bloody bloody hands killed our heroic king, my dearest brother Boris, killed Kislevgrad! Thousands of warriors of Slive, will they come to insult our souls today?"

This angry thunder came from the white-robed female mage standing on the tower of the Bear Spirit Bronze City Tower, Kislev's eldest princess Katarina. Alternating manticore skin short cloak, wearing a tight white bearskin robe, the red magic ribbon on the chest and the towering chest are violently heaving due to anger, her beautiful blue eyes are now rushing with fury, pearls The long golden braids under the crown trembled in the wind.

"Our heavenly Father, our noble Mother! Great Holy Trinity Esson, Daha, and Thor! May your rushing ice storms smash chaos, and may you sweep away sin with holy white snow. May you bestow the immortal battle spirit of the brave spirit bear on his pious descendants, and ignite our hearts to fight against the evil chaos forever!"

Princess Katerina held up the sacred crystal short battle ax engraved with the spirit of the bear and the cross, and prayed devoutly to the three gods of Kislev. After cutting off her ears, she lifted the long braids into the air, and she chanted the ancient spell of ice wind, a white whirlwind instantly rolled up the braids, spread them out, and rose into the blue sky with golden brilliance Among them, straight into the sky.

"Great Holy Trinity! I offer you my hair, which is as precious as my life. This is the purest blood oath of the St. Rurik family. We will always be loyal to you with our lives! Our souls belong only to Esun, Daha And Thor, even if this vast field should be reduced to sea, if this Kislevgrad should be burned to ashes! As long as Kislevgrad has a standing warrior man and woman, we shall never bow our knees to that evil Chaos God!"

This tall and beautiful Ice and Snow Battle Mage solemnly swears to the enemy, her short golden hair fluttering around her resolute face, this oath resounds through the sky with the crystal clear ice wind, stirring every base on the long red city wall The hearts of the Slive fighters rekindled their blood and courage, and re-boiled.All the warriors brandished their axes and spears and shouted "Erson! Esun! Esun!", and the sound reached the sky for a long time.

"Ah, it's so touching, your highness the tall princess, you are my type!"

The Chaos Girl God Chosen under the city giggled, her smile was unusually innocent and sweet, and it formed such a sharp impact with the gorgeous and embarrassing ornaments on her beautiful breasts and the gray roaring head in her hands.Forming an indescribably strange picture scroll.She gracefully bent her waist, straightened her chest, put her hands on her lips, and blew a kiss to the princess on the tower.

"Since you have rejected the benevolent will of the Supreme Love and the God of Beauty, you must pay the price. When our chaotic army of beauty and art invades your red wall, all unbelievers who dare to resist will be sacrificed, and the lovely little The white cat ----- Your Highness the tall Princess, will be tied with chains and bells and become my interesting pet, this is the result of rejecting the favor of the God of Love and Beauty."

Lostalli turned the horse's head and walked towards her army. She took a few steps and stopped again. She twisted her beautiful body on the saddle, narrowed her eyes, and tilted her head towards the princess and warrior on the tower. They smiled a little at last, let Feng Sheng send their beautiful and heavy message to them, then speeded up their horseshoes, and returned to the purple evil army flag without looking back.

In this way, the chaotic storm of evil swept away her first sacrifice. White Tsar Boris IV and his [-] troops were all consecrated to the altar of the evil god. Kislev, the capital of the red-walled king, Gele was also quickly besieged, and the [-] Chaos army criss-crossed the Kislev Great Plain like a raging storm in the North Sea.The towns and villages of Kislev either had to convert to evil gods and donated young men and women to join the Chaos Legion to survive, or they were reduced to ruins and ashes after a short resistance. The power of the Chaos Storm shook the entire Old World, making the Old World The most powerful human kingdom in the world---the great empire of Holy Sigma, had to draw his sword!

The chaotic battle clouds have filled half of the sky, where can the ancient gods find their morning star?What does this omen in the starry sky represent?Why does the savior of the dawn lion become entangled with chaos?This is the question of the great nebula master Karios, but history will answer this question in its own way!In the late autumn of 2880 in the Sigma Era, the history of this old world will open a new page!

A chapter of 2 characters, sincerely present it to friends on New Year's Day!Please look forward to Chapter [-]———The glory of the ancient gods favors the righteous! Our protagonist, Peng Hua, will appear soon!

Annotate two,

1. Regarding the name of Sin, it is generally called Shalishi. According to the setting of Warhammer, the evil god of Sin is half male and half female, but in this book, the believers of Sin Chaos Army regard her as a woman, so Denoted by feminine sarishi.

2. The reason why Princess Katerina cut off her hair as a sacrifice is because the men in Kislev have big beards, while the women have long hair. According to God's promise, deliberately cutting off a woman's hair can even be punished by death.However, if a Mrs. Kisley wants to swear to God to the death, she has to cut off her beard or long hair and dedicate it to God. This is equivalent to dedicating part of her life, which is the most noble and decisive expression. .

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