The Lion King of Middenland, Warhammer

() The huge coalition land and sea forces pressed forward to the nest occupied by the dark sprites, and the forces under the eagle banner covered the horizon.Cannon fire and magic plowed the dark city wall, lead bullets and crossbow bolts were pouring crazily, spears and halberds collided with death sparks, and knights' war horses were entangled with dark elves' cold lizards.Flesh and blood flew everywhere, gunpowder filled the air, and one after another dark colonies were razed to the ground, while thousands of slaves who were freed from shackles and instruments of torture crowded in front of Emperor Julian, shouting indescribable hymns, which made the young Smiles appeared on the cheeks of the Emperor and Marshal.

Eight months passed quickly, and the eagle flag of the empire was planted on the towers of seven dark-jing colonial cities. Tens of thousands of dark-jing were either dead in the city or drowned in the sea. Their military flags and weapons were destroyed. Throwing into the raging holy fire in front of the altar of God Emperor Sigma, their blasphemy marks were completely erased, suppressed with the Sigma Seal and the Ulrich Seal, the brilliance of the Eagle Banner rolled over all the ugly relics, and the shadows stretched out with the old continent. The magic hand seemed to be completely severed.

But the last colonial city - and the largest fortress occupied by the dark forces - Tranberg Fortress is difficult to break through.It has a triple black stone city wall built with the labor and blood sacrifice of [-] slaves. It is full of ballistas and magic catapults like a nest of poisonous bees. It has forty towers that tower like needles. The vortex of magic power is as sharp as The spire of the blade flutters between the gargoyle sculptures. It has a natural harbor between the two mountains, guarded by a huge black ark and sea snakes and monsters undulating between the waves.Its owner is the beautiful and brutal chief priestess of the Dark Pleasure Sect, Tel Shajia, a terrible magician who hides her identity as the evil God's Chosen.

But nothing can stop the will of the young emperor, and the final attack unfolds with an unstoppable rhythm.The bloodthirsty mutated cold beast screamed and fell under the arrows and lead bullets, the towering black castle tower collapsed under the roar of the siege cannon, and stepped over the corpses of countless imperial warriors and shadow warriors, the emperor especially Ryan personally led Rick's guards into Fortress Tranberg from the south wall.The three black stone walls were breached one by one, the blasphemous flag was pulled down and trampled and dusted, Marshal Marius, the Lord of the White Wolf, and the elf army also boarded the north wall of the fortress from the port of the North Sea, and the torrent of the imperial army flowed from All directions rushed towards the last central castle of the darkness, it seemed that the moment of end and victory was coming.

And so the head priestess of the Pleasure Cult went mad, and she made a terrible final decision.Using the pretext of holding the final military breakout meeting and the ingenious use of the charm spell, her sacrificial officers and witches, her chief champion martial artist and male favourite, as well as her own young and beautiful daughters, were all set up by her. Get off the trap, and throw one by one into the sinful altar of desire and torture in the darkness. For 20 years, she has offered thousands of carefully selected, beautiful and strong sacrifices to that altar, but has never received a response. Now, this is the last sacrifice she can make, and it is also the most precious and precious. The most terrible sacrifice.

The precious sacrifice and the devotion of the witch made the Chaos Goddess in the sky smile, and she decided to give gifts and gifts to devout believers.So, between the naked body and the screams of death, there is a giant with horns and pincers, a hideous face of death and a beautiful face of charm, pink skin and black carapace. The monster——the projection of the evil evil devil in the world——the great evil secret keeper appeared in the central castle, pushed away the city wall and rushed towards Rick's guard's gun forest, and groups of little succubi and the evil evil's search The beast, together with a huge ancient multi-legged siren "Kraken", rushed out of the chaotic vortex rising from the northern inner harbor of the fortress, and rushed towards the astonished human and elf coalition.

The vanguard of the empire is in disarray. The giant claws and flames of the Great Demon Keeper of Secrets are unbearable for human beings. The sixty-foot-high castle-like great demon swept everything like a hell of action. Hundreds of warriors fought in her giant The pincers and long whip turned into rain of blood.But the emperor summoned his sun dragon, he climbed on the back of the young dragon, and the seal of Sigmar spread out from his body like a god's wings, and then killed the figurative projections and sins of the chaotic world like a demigod servant. <>The Royal Mages and the Griffon Guard Knights followed him bravely, and that moment was the real epic of the empire.

The unspeakable battle lasted for three hours, and the young emperor was victorious, but it was an unbearable victory.When Marshal Marius and the lord of the white wolf, Earl Rogers, killed the giant sea monsters and succubi who were blocking them and rushed to the emperor, they saw Julian holding the head of the chief priestess standing like a mountain with the wicked demon above the wreckage, but three giant pincers and countless sharp teeth pierced through his body, and the poison of the Dark Jing had already turned half of his body into black.The young emperor of the empire smiled one last time to his friend Mario, and then fell heavily on the battlefield. At that moment, the sun of the empire paled.

The tenacious vitality of Emperor Julian supported him through the last two hours.Facing the faces of the electors and nobles with different expressions, he calmly dictated his last last words. The original text of the last words is as follows. It has been engraved on the wall of the temple of the empire to this day, leaving thousands of people to think about it. nostalgia.

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"My friends, now that my life may well be at an end, I thank holy Sigma and the gods, who, as the highest reward, grant death to those who are virtuous. I know that I have received this reward because I did not give in to difficulties, nor did I humiliate myself. I overcame all difficulties and obstacles; because experience tells me that difficulties will only conquer those who are cowardly, but those who are determined and brave will surely overcome difficulties!

I have no regrets for what I have done to-day, and no grave wrong recollection to make me regret; in my humble and poor days, as in my lordship, I have kept my soul pure, as The first moments when Holy Sigma empowered me were average.I always think twice when dealing with state affairs, and I always think twice before going to counterattack wars.But well-thought-out plans do not always produce sure success, because chance always dominates the results of all plans.

I tell you frankly, I knew long ago that God said that I would die on the battlefield.So I thank the gods, I didn't die from a dark conspiracy, from plague and disease, nor from a useless old bed, I left this world noblely after winning great honor and the favor of the true God!As for those who should not die but try to die in every way, those who are about to die but do everything possible to avoid death, they are no different from those weak and cowardly cowards.

ah!I know this is my last voice, and I am not afraid of death, but I can no longer finish the responsibility entrusted to me by the gods.Although the bloody hands of the dark police have been cut off, the land of the motherland is still full of wounds and alien enemies. I have not been able to make the people live and work in peace, but I hope you can do this!I hope you will remember that your sword is forged to slay the enemies of the empire, not to humiliate and trample the weak. I never want you to use it to kill each other and be stained with the blood of the people of the empire!The pace of the Great Holy War is always only to drive out the invading aliens, demons, and beasts.I trust this will be engraved on your hearts, for this is my last plea to you.

My life is simple and I have no personal property. The only precious thing is the [-] troops belonging to the motherland, because she was built up bit by bit with my hands.I entrust Marshal Marius with the scepter of this army. He is my most trusted brother and friend. I believe he will hold this scepter in his hand to win the empire.For no one knows better than I the talent and courage of Marius, who alone could raise the standard of the Great Holy War.My wife and only daughter also entrusted Marshal Marius to be their guardians. I promised to marry my daughter to the marshal's son before I set off on the expedition. My words are over. Please step down, except Marius. "

In this way, the young emperor calmly dictated his last words, then held the armored hand of his young brother Mario with his last strength, and passed away quietly.Tears rolled down Marius, he kissed the emperor's hand, half-kneeled before the body of his great brother until dusk fell, then he stood up again, raised the emperor's eagle banner and issued orders to the electors, His voice lit up the dark sky like wildfire.

"I will fight for the ideals of His Majesty Julian, and I will fight to expel the enemies of the empire! Her Royal Highness is now the new queen, and the hundred thousand soldiers of Rickland and I will always be loyal to her. In the empire The Great Crusade will not end until the ugly enemy is destroyed, God Emperor Sigmar's fire burns all the demons, and His Majesty Julian's soul will guide us forever!"

The noisy voices rolled across the earth like thunder, and the dissatisfaction of the nobles was obvious.But the Lord of the White Wolf silently walked up to Marius, bowed his head to show Middenland's loyalty, and Rickland's army also let out a roar like thunder. The power of this iron army made all dissatisfied feel intimidated.So among the purifying flames, the electors and nobles held a funeral for the emperor.

Although the emperor is dead, the Holy War is not over, and the empire is not divided, because Mario's sternness and Rickland's sword make all the conspirators feel terrified.The young marshal loyally raised the eagle flag high, and fought for Julian's unfulfilled ideals. In 20 years, the army of the six holy wars shocked the entire old world. The army went south to Tyrell and once again destroyed the invasion of the dark elves. Sweeping the army of countless green-skinned orcs, using the head of the horned rat as a sacrifice to the Temple of Sigma, clearing away the conspiracy of the night goblins, flattening the advancing fortress of the Chaos dwarves, turning the army of Chaos going south into ashes, until they crossed Leigh The waves of the Claw Sea joined hands with the high elves to conquer Naggaros!All the enemies under the Eagle Banner were all terrified, and the reputation of Marshal Marius shook the entire empire.

But the merits of the marshal who is honored as the father of reinvention are not limited to this. He formulated the sacred imperial law code and civil code, as well as the rituals of the nobles and the royal court. He knew the dangers of chaos, so he had to use discipline to fight checks and balances.The empire can no longer be a mess, the empire must have its steel soul.

As a result, the teams and battalions that were summoned temporarily and half-duly disappeared, replaced by legions, flag teams, wing teams, brigades, and squadrons with stable numbers and well-organized organizations.All kinds of chaotic configurations disappeared. Cavalry, infantry, artillery, mages, and engineers were all integrated into one legion, and the twelve steel standing legions became the core of the sword of the imperial court.When the Great Holy War was called, all the electors had to advance under the banner of the imperial court, and the power of the imperial law deterred everyone.

The scattered demon hunter organization also ceased to exist, replaced by the Imperial Tribunal dominating the northern suburbs of Altdorf, and became a powerful institution directly under His Majesty the Emperor and the Elector Council, responsible for eradicating chaos and vampires pollution, and capture the spies of the spies and ratmen.Countless relics and materials, as well as carefully selected monks, fighters and assassins gathered in the black hall of the Tribunal, and they vowed to use every inch of their souls to wipe out the enemies of the empire.

The strength of the regular army of each elector principality was ingeniously limited. After stipulating that the maximum standing force of each principality should not exceed five legions, a uniform military salary standard for the empire was also formulated, using the purchasing power of food, cloth and iron as the benchmark .This method prevents the impoverished Principality from expanding its military privately, and it also ensures that it has elites instead of a bunch of disheveled mobs.At the same time, the minimum standing force of the Elector Principality cannot be lower than two legions, because the pillars of the empire cannot be weak and useless.

The rights of the major temples, magic academies and knight orders are respected, and the imperial court will never interfere with their territorial autonomy.But the condition is to send personnel to serve the empire on a regular basis, and at the same time, private civil wars with more than ten people are absolutely prohibited.Anyone who does not respond to imperial military service and initiates private wars against other knight orders or temples will be punished without hesitation. Those who exceed three times will be banned from the territory and sentenced to life-long exile, and those who kill their opponents will be sentenced to death.While private fighting is prohibited, a grand racecourse and arena have been established in Di Du, and a three-year Imperial Knight Contest and a five-year Imperial Magic Contest have been established. Formal contests are used to prove the superiority of martial arts and spells , This has also become a grand gathering and ceremony for the empire to select talents and nobles to find spouses, and it has become a beautiful festival.

"When the marshal raised the flag, there was a devastated country under his feet. When the marshal lowered the flag, there was a sea of ​​flowers and a happy motherland under his feet!"

That was the poem that the poet Narses dedicated to Marshal Marius at the ceremony of the Empress of the Empire. This verse was returned by Marshal Marius, but it was well deserved.In 20 years, the empire restored all its territories and cleared away countless entrenched poisonous snakes. The sword of the empire made all enemies fearful!Cities rise from the ruins, wastelands become fertile wheat fields, greenskins are expelled far from the border, darkness is no longer a nightmare along the coast, beasts cannot run rampant, the avenues of the empire are filled with merchants again, farmers can rest assured of sleep. di du Altdorf has restored her beauty, shining like a gem in the center of the empire, and the empire that has been passed down for nearly 700 years since Holy Sigma has once again stood at the pinnacle of the old western world!

The price of all this is that during these 20 years, Marshal Marius dedicated all his vigor and power to the empire, to the young empress---the only daughter of his brother and comrade-in-arms.He was originally lively and hobbies, but now war and government affairs are the only notes in his life. He eats the same meal as the soldiers, stands at the forefront of the battle, and remembers every squadron leader and all the soldiers in the imperial army. The names of the meritorious soldiers are also well known about the economy and finances.He was wounded eighteen times, lost one hand and one eye, was assassinated nine times, was poisoned three times, exploded twice, almost died again and again, but he was still alive like steel, incredible alive, Crush all enemies with his iron hand, whether he is in the light or in the dark.

Finally, all this came to an end. At the ceremony where the Empress of the Empire took power, the 44-year-old Marshall was almost a white-haired old man. His face was 20 years older than his age, but his steps were still full of energy. strength.The marshal in gray heavy armor solemnly raised the imperial scepter, placed it solemnly in the white hands of the 25-year-old beautiful queen---his son's wife, and then raised the cloth The glorious Royal Eagle, full of bullets and tatters, set it beside the Empress's throne, and his heavy voice resounded through the hall.

"20 years ago, on his deathbed, His Immortal Majesty handed over to me the scepter of the motherland, the eagle flag of the motherland, and I understood what His Majesty hoped for me at that moment. Holy Sigma And the gods, now I can proudly say that I have not failed His Majesty's wishes, I have not failed the great trust of the gods, now I can rest."

So Marshal Marius sat down on a chair next to the throne, leaned on the back of the chair with peace of mind, and closed his eyes.The queen didn't bother her father-in-law because she knew he usually only slept for three hours, so she continued the ceremony with a smile and ordered everyone to keep as quiet as possible, so the silent ceremony continued for two hours , until someone notices something is wrong.The undead marshal just sat silently on the chair and fell asleep forever. Even the queen's top-level Sharya magic and her pearly tears could not save all this.

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