Warhammer 40k: Shattered Steel Soul

On this day, the man in black went to a city that worshiped the prairie eagle. When he saw the summer rain hitting the white lotus flowers and the green leaves pouring tears, he took advantage of the rain and sat down on the white stone steps under the eaves to eat by the water. The fruit it brings.

This fruit is small and round, covered with a layer of paper as thin as a wing. When you peel it open, it turns out to be as clear as gold. It has a slightly astringent taste, a sweet aftertaste, and makes a rustling sound when you bite into it. The man in black thought that if Perturabo was here, or if Rogal Dorn was here, he would not know whether he would dare to eat the fruit with a familiar appearance or not.

The rain gradually subsided, and in the very distant horizon, a line of red light floated upwards around the black smoke. The man in black counted the time, and it was exactly the sky-reaching fire that was igniting on the wall of the Paladin King's capital. He smiled slightly and walked slowly in that direction.

Even the war drums could not be heard, the long streets were still empty, and every house had its doors locked. After walking for another two or three hours, we left the small town and found a grassland with lush weeds and few tall trees.

The original straight road connected to the city gate tower was smoothed by carriages and horses, and it looked like a long road with an earth color background and a mixture of rich green. It was placed into the entire wilderness, and it was a long and thin road. Silk ribbon.

The man in black listened attentively, stepped aside from the straight road, and walked leisurely through the weeds.

Not long after, the whole fleet came in a hurry. Judging from the decorative image, it was a dome-shaped carriage with a bare carriage and a bright horse. The horse was carrying dry food on its back, and the carriage was carrying bundles of silk, and there were several more. The porcelain bottle in the box looks like a wealthy businessman doing business.

The man in black kicked a piece of gravel from the ground and broke a wheel rim. The carriage suddenly flipped over and smashed the porcelain bottle sideways into the soil. The people inside rolled twice and fell out of the wooden door. Fell horizontally on the loess.

This man was dressed like a wealthy character, with a jade belt around his waist, a silk robe, and a fat belly. When he saw him, he burst into tears and said, "My... car has been buried in the soil, and I can't do business. This After fighting for days and days, we finally managed to get together..." After that, he started howling non-stop, shaking like chaff.

"You do recognize me," the man in black said with a smile. He pulled out a vermilion wood shaft on the bicycle frame and beat the man to the ground. "Why are you crying? Dahan broke into your home." went?"

"Yes, yes, Chagatai Khan demolished all my houses. Oh, it's better to let me die!" Now the man really began to cry, begging for mercy.

The man in black had a frosty face. He wanted to have fun by exposing the stupid lies of the fugitive Paladin prince, but when he cried like this, his interest was completely dissipated with nausea. He raised his hand to kill the man, shouted, and asked the group of servants to disperse and run away to avoid the disaster.

After he had left a few miles away, a breeze came in, and he heard bottles and jars being overturned and silk being torn. A group of men and women in coarse linen clothes came back boldly, picking up many valuable items from the carriage and taking them away.

The man in black didn't care, just stared at the fire that was getting stronger on the horizon, made a secret in his hand, and communicated with the coming golden soul.

All the way to the north, going by the wind, thousands of feet of blue plains were thrown under my feet, and in an instant, I crossed thousands of miles of Xuanhai. In about half a day, I arrived at the royal capital of Paladin.

This is a luxurious scene of beautiful buildings, pavilions and corridors, with water waves surrounding the pavilion and wind lingering on the luxurious boat. God knows how many people’s support and support and the lives of skilled craftsmen were spent to build this pavilion hall. .

Now when I look at it, the appearance has changed drastically. I can see that the pavilions are destroyed, the pavilions are in ruins, and there is a blazing fire everywhere. Lightning flags are fluttering. Instead, it has a majestic aura of ruins in flames.

The palace gate has been broken down, the shouts of killing are fading, and there are charred corpses and split thick armor everywhere. After receiving Chagatai's military order, the grassland people did not have the courage to disobey it. Privately, they did not dare to carry out private looting. They focused on besieging the fleeing nobles and guarding each door with a knife.

There are many people under the Khan's tent who know the man in black. Before the decisive battle, he has told the legendary story from the wind rising under the Qingping Cliff, the unification of Olympia, to the acquaintance of Zaitin Alanga in a foreign country, and then to To be friends and enemies with the stone, to find the warrior from the bones of the dead, to meet the only young king with a complete family, and to fall into the deep devil's cave...

The story had just reached the point of meeting the two-winged holy envoy, and the military situation reached the last hurdle. The man in black had to regretfully close the stall and tell the prairie man who volunteered to write a book for him. It will be a long time coming.

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Within the ruined palace wall and the main hall, soldiers and horses have broken through the palace gate. Jaghatai Khan returned his scimitar to its sheath and looked down coldly, surrounded by his own soldiers, surrounding the Paladin's head and his guards in the palace.

The victory is determined and there is no turning back. Soldiers have been sent to hang the golden thunder and lightning flag of the big tent on the city wall, drive out the irrelevant people, take away the available treasures one by one, and then burn the palace.

He suddenly heard a gentle gust of wind behind him, and said in a deep voice, "You're here."

"I'm here." Morse said, looking at the scene, with a smile on his lips: "When I saw the red light on the sky, I knew that the last battle was being fought here, so I watched you come. Now. What are your plans now?

Khan didn't answer, but took a step forward, the silver light was like lightning, and the blade was unsheathed.

He stared at the guards, pointed his sword, and stood still. Several guards were fighting. After a while, a gray-armored guard at the head shouted with all his strength, raised his long sword, and raised the white blade to his head. Coming from the waist and abdomen of Chagatai.

The Khan nodded slightly and fired the sword from his hand. Just when the tip of the guard's knife was about to stab him, the white tiger knife struck through the air and cut the guard's long knife in two. It fell to the ground with two clangs. , he turned his wrist again, and the blade stabbed diagonally. With a cry, he cut off the guard's neck, leaving the head still connected to the body, saving a whole body.

"Sacrificing one's life for the country and protecting one's hometown is worthy of being a hero." The Khan said proudly, and calmly flicked the red blood from the blade of the sword, and Yin Ran's blood rained down one after another, spreading out in a long arc.

He raised the knife again, his intention was self-evident. Several more guards came up one by one, either stabbing out their swords quickly or turning their swords at an angle. They all tried their best, but they still fell under the Khan's sword one after another. Jaghatai's soldiers lifted the body away in silence.

Soon, there were only two or three guards left in the palace and the prince who couldn't sit up. The room gradually became quiet, and the beacon fire outside seemed to be separated by layers of palace walls, keeping the noise outside. So secluded.

When Khan saw that there was no one to fight anymore, he put away his knife with a swipe and walked away. The prince suddenly rushed forward, fell on the carved crystal stone slab inlaid with gold threads on the ground, and shouted angrily: "Why don't you kill me!"

The Khan turned a deaf ear, and the prince's howling became more mournful and louder: "Chagatai Khan, why didn't you swing your sword at me! Why didn't you take my life with your own hands!"

Khan raised his arm and waved, his expression indifferent and uninterested.

Seeing that the prince had not yet awakened, the man in black added with a smile: "How can you deserve this honor?"

The prince's face suddenly turned pale. He clutched his chest and was so sad that he coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Several soldiers immediately stepped forward and slashed with their swords. The heads of the prince and the guards rolled down one after another and fell into a pool of hot blood. They faced up to the sky with their eyes open.

In a moment, a tongue of flame climbed up the pillars of the palace.

The man in black followed the profuse sweat out of the palace gate. After leaving the high hall, the blue sky reappears above. Clouds have flowed for thousands of years, and the sky has been clear for centuries. During the day, there is a golden crow, and at night, stars circle the moon. This scenery will never change in Chogoris. .

The giant bell on the bell tower rumbled, resounding throughout the city and beyond. The Khan stared at the sky, his face as smooth as an ancient well.

"The war here is over. I wish Khan a great victory." The man in black said.

The Khan came back to his senses, lowered his head and responded: "The battle between heaven and earth is over, and there are still many battles outside the galaxy. Why can't the stars return to one country? I just don't know when I will go back to the wilderness."

A voice sounded. "The road is long, there are many hurdles, the victory song has stopped, the blood has not yet cooled, the fire has disappeared, the war drums cannot be extinguished, and the meaning is not yet fulfilled, it is compared with the light of the sky."

Khan looked towards the newcomer, his eyes filled with golden light, like looking at the sun with tears streaming down his face.

He laughed and said: "When the fire has its end, the green blood changes the history. Should we return or go? The war eagle answers."