Warhammer Throne

The old world is celebrating the Winter Veil, celebrating the passing of another year.

Humans have temporarily forgotten the threats of green skin, chaos, and undead, and put their attention to the festival wholeheartedly.

This is true not only for humans in the old world, but also for humans in the new world.

New World, Ruthia Isthmus, Pioneer Coast, Marauder Harbor.

The expeditionary forces from Tyril have opened a huge port town here. The port is mainly used as a fishing port. There are many people in the town. Many troops are patrolling on the walls of five or six meters high.

Just as far as the naked eye can see, the lush tropical rain forest covers all of the sight. Although the time has come to the Winter Veil Festival, the average temperature here is still around 18 degrees, and it can reach more than 30 degrees in summer. The high temperature and rain made the Tyrille Expeditionary Forces uncomfortable. They have been here for ten months. They have established a fairly strong colony stronghold and ensured that they can be self-sufficient through hunting, fishing and farming. Many young The soldiers ca n’t wait to enter the forest to find the endless treasure left by the legendary ancient saint.

The Tyrille Expeditionary Force consists of dozens of galleons, a total of five legions, and consists of approximately 12,000 people. It took many months to travel across the ocean and join the dark elf pirate, tomb king pirate, vampire pirate and nature (referring to (Sea storm) After many battles, there were less than 8,000 people left when landing on the Blazers Coast, about 6,000 soldiers and more than 1,000 enlisted personnel, including more than 800 women.

Just after landing on the trailblazer coast of Ruthia, these greedy and cunning mercenaries and conscripts had mutiny. The troops attacked each other, robbed supplies, brutally killed their compatriots, and were curious about the new world. Replaced by the fear of being far away from the civilized world, after several attempts to explore the forest and going back and forth, the remaining soldiers began to be full of fear of the forest, and the expeditionary forces fell into division and panic.

The Expeditionary Force soon found themselves trapped on all sides. To the northeast of their landing site was a chaotic belief in a barbarian tribe called Skoggi. The cruel Nosca tribe settled here somehow. The expeditionary forces looked at them and wanted to use these expeditionary forces to give the dark gods a rich sacrifice ceremony.

To the northwest, is an unfathomable tropical rainforest, and all explorers have nowhere to go.

To the southeast, Lupi Tribe is moving around.

On the coastline, vampire pirates frequently attacked and looted this group of expeditionary forces.

After two consecutive battles, the expeditionary army's morale became very sluggish, and they faced a shortage of supplies, and gradually fell to the brink of collapse.

At this moment, a tall man with a handsome look like a standard man in mythology appeared in front of the soldiers of the expeditionary army. His long silver hair was smooth and beautiful without split ends. , The beautiful man called on everyone to unite and obey his command.

His name is Fugen.

The speech given by a man named Fuegen was ridiculed by many people. Some veterans ridiculed that you should go to the senior club in Tilil to sell ass, instead of staying here for expeditions. You should n’t be here at all. Go back to your mother ’s bed and have milk.

After listening to it, the beautiful man was neither angry nor concerned. He just used his flawless performance to shut up the expeditionary army. When a chaotic champion of the Skog tribe led a large group of barbarian soldiers to attack the expeditionary army At the camp, Fugan held the flag high and beheaded the chaotic champion with a sword, and ensured that no barbarian had successfully retreated.

On the battlefield, this beautiful man ’s godlike performance made all the soldiers who wanted to achieve success in the entire expeditionary army convinced, no matter how dangerous the battle situation was, no matter how fierce the barbarians ’offensive, Fuggen always held the flag high in the army. In front of him, this person's silver hair flew freely on the **** battlefield. The long sword in his hand swallowed the blood of several barbarian marauders. His elegant posture was spotless even in the center of the bloodiest battlefield. Containing his extreme self-confidence and pride, no barbarian could stop him with a sword. In the **** battle of Fugan and the supervision of his eyes, because of the low fighting power of fear and infighting, the constantly defeated expeditionary soldiers felt a kind of Deep into the shame of the soul, it seems that abandoning this person to flee will be a stain that cannot be washed in a lifetime.

The forgotten sense of glory and mission finally ignited again in the hearts of the soldiers of the expeditionary army. The soldiers released the roar in their hearts and turned back to the battlefield. Even if the quality of human soldiers is far inferior to the barbarians, the front line often collapses. The situation, but under the direction of Fuggen, they were reorganized again and again under the banner of the army, and finally defeated the attacking barbarian.

No barbarians escaped, and the chaos and chaos paid the price of blood. When all the soldiers of the Expeditionary Army shouted victory in a messy battlefield, they felt that they were reborn, a sense of freshness from the beginning of life Lingering in the hearts of all soldiers, the soul seemed to be purified.

The day after the end of the war, the soldiers launched a rebellion, killing three heads of mercenary regiments who did not want to obey Fuggen and several of their cronies, and thousands of people outside Fuggen ’s tent Shouting Fuggen's name together, asking him to be their leader.

Fuggen agrees, he reorganizes the remaining five thousand into a legion, named the "Ashes Legion", he becomes the head of the army, and the only head of the mercenary regiment who is willing to submit is called Fernan Pilazzo , This legendary strong man is experienced and fierce, and has rich combat experience. Fugan appointed him as the deputy commander.

The Legion of Ash has since taken root on the Trailblazer Coast. The flag of the Kingdom of Tyril was torn into pieces by the soldiers and thrown on the ground, replaced by a pattern of a fire hawk claw. This is the new Legion of the Legion.

The new head of the army, Fugan, did not rush into the forest for the first time. Fugian quietly stated that in terms of the current strength of the expeditionary army, ten times more is also a ration for the mysterious ancient races in the forest. All the expeditionary forces are required to gather for new training, reclaim the farmland, raise livestock, build fishing boats to fish, and first build the expeditionary camp into a town until they can guarantee self-sufficiency and produce some simple weapons.

It took months. The soldiers of the Ember Legion received a completely different training. Everyone became skilled at using sword shields, spears, and crossbows. They learned to form a tight formation and were unwilling to obey. The soldiers and rogues were screened, severely punished, civilized, and exiled. The remaining 5,000 troops began to have a strong fighting power. When the green-skin tribes in the south came to harass, the legion even paid the price of more than a dozen injured. They defeated this group of wild orc kid raiders.

At night, the hot weather finally became cooler, and a salty sea breeze blew over the coast of Ruthia. The experienced mercenary chief Pirazo ended the day's patrol, and the bright moonlight fell on the ground of the pioneer coast. Pirazzo is already in his forties this year. The legendary high-level strength guarantees that his appearance is young enough. The scar on his face shows that the mercenary leader has experienced many battles.

Pilazzo is the only one of the heads of the five mercenary regiments who is not the mercenary nobility of the Kingdom of Tyril. He is just a mercenary leader employed by Pogir, the siege of Prince Miragleno. After Fugan's unspeakable strength and charisma, Pilazzo did not refuse surrender like the heads of the other three mercenary regiments (and one who died in a voyage on the ocean). He did not hesitate to immediately Fuggen allegiance.

Pilazzo never thought that he would kneel so seriously in front of an unknown young man, willingly be his subordinate, and fight for him.

Whenever thinking of this, Pirazzo smiled with self-deprecation, then shook his head, constantly shaking his head, trying to throw out the stupid things he had done before.

Sense of honor, responsibility, mission and even conscience, these things have long been thrown by the heads of the mercenary mercenaries, far away, Fugan let him know that although these things were thrown by Pilazzo, but Remain in the world, you can also pick it up.

At Fugan ’s call, the mercenary chief picked up these things and put them back in his chest. He became proud and proud to become Fuggen ’s deputy, helping him manage the territory, training the army, and he became his most loyal. For his subordinates, for Pirazzo, the appearance of Fugan made him understand the meaning of his life, that is to fight for Fuggen.

The mercenary leader's leather boots stepped on the beach. This pair of crocodile leather boots he carefully crafted in the past is the pride of Pirazzo. After more than a year of going to sea, he has become tattered. He still likes to wear these boots.

Just a few months after the Ember Legion arrived, the supplies were always tight.

"Sand ~ Sand ~" The sand of the beach was very soft. Pirazuo returned to the town along a small path. The wooden door was half open. There were many soldiers holding crossbows on the city wall. The patrol came back, and the soldiers let them in.

Most of the low-rise wooden houses in the town were newly built after the trees were felled. Many chimneys were burning smoke in the chimneys, and Pirazzo smiled: "Soldiers, today is hard, go back and sleep Just feel it. "

"Yes, deputy commander." The soldiers stood up and saluted.

The layout of the town was planned by the head of the legion. He led the expeditionary army ... It can no longer be called the expeditionary army. Since Fuggen appeared and led the soldiers to unite, the soldiers have long forgotten what the kingdom of Tyril is.

Everyone firmly believes that only by following the head of the legion can you have a bright future.

The two-storey wooden house in the center of the town is the largest house in the entire town. This house has been carefully designed to be both airy and full of elegant artistic sense, where Fugin lives.

The sounds of some lute pianos were faintly heard inside the house, which made the cool winter curtain night feel more comfortable. The sounds of the piano were graceful and graceful, revealing the infinite recollection of the past glory, and a new power.

Pilazzo knocked on the door: "Leader of the Legion? I'm Pilazzo. I have something to discuss with you."

"Fernando? Please come in."

"Guru." The door was pushed open.

A handsome man who looks nothing like human beings is sitting in the middle of the room. The firewood on the ground is still burning. There is a large iron pot on the fire, which is cooked with milky white fish soup. Sitting behind the iron pan, he held a lute, fiddled with the strings, and sang the song. The golden double-headed eagle pattern appeared on the wall behind the hall, as if the golden wings were spread behind Fugen. .

Such a sacred, such a great shore, even if every time I see it, Pirazzo has the urge to worship the person in front of him. Pirazzo, who has been in the dead for twenty years, has this feeling. The mercenary leader thought No wonder the soldiers worship their leaders so much.

Seeing Pirazzo coming in, Fuggen continued to play the instrument gracefully. It took him more than ten seconds to draw a full stop to this beautiful nocturne, which put the lute beside him: "My Deputy Commander, have you eaten dinner? "

"not yet."

"Let's eat together." Fuggen smiled slightly, so that the mercenary leader was flattered. The head of the regiment always had a smile on his face. No one knew what he was thinking: "Okay."

I took a pottery bowl from the table next to it. Two people each filled a bowl. The fish soup made of plump arowana and abalone was very nutritious. The very tall Fugen filled a bowl with a big spoon and then changed it. He eats with a small spoon, even in such wild countryside and far away from civilization, he still maintains the elegance and impeccability of nobility.

Pilazzo looked at the golden double-headed eagle pattern on the back wall, and at Fugen again, thinking that the person in front of him must be a certain nobleman of the empire, and certainly a nobleman above the duke, he must not be reconciled It was at the mercy of the family that this came out as an incognito expedition and wanted to start a career.

It must be.

"What's wrong with my lieutenant commander?" After a few bites, Fugan lowered the bowl and spoon, and his long silver hair fell smoothly from his ear.

"Legion Commander, I think we can enter the forest adventure." Pilazzo whispered: "The training of the soldiers has been fruitful, and the time has come."

"My deputy commander thinks the time has come?" Fuggen still smiled.

"Yes ..." I don't know why, Pilazzo feels very unconfident, especially in front of Fugen, in order to cover his unconfidence, Pilazzo emphasized: "I think the combat effectiveness of the army is enough."

"Have you been in contact with those primitive races in the forest?" Fuggen asked rhetorically.

"No ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The first contact with these primitive races was a famous navigator, his name was Leonardo. When he came to Ruthia to explore, we saw this kind of lizard The race of human beings is fighting against the army of dark elves. It was the first time to confirm that there is indeed an ancient race in the forest. "Pirazor explained:" There are a lot of gold and treasures in the forest. Leonardo took advantage of it. When the lizardmen and the dark elves battled, they sneaked into one of their ruins and stole the wealth of a wooden chest. After returning to Tyril, the explorer flaunted his harvest to everyone, which made the kingdom determined to form After the expeditionary forces went away, there were no news after the expeditionary forces went away. Only a few lucky people got rich and returned. In the past one or two hundred years, we are already the fifth batch of expeditionary forces. "

"Well ... that's the case, why do you think that our fighting power is enough to fight against these ancient races?" Fugan just asked, without answering: "Our main task is to develop colonies here."

"But we need an excuse to unite and unite the military. We need to have a goal. The soldiers think that there is gold everywhere in the forest. They need gold. We need it. We need a lot of money to return home and call for more. People come to the new world, and we need support. The army of 5,000 people ca n’t do much in this crisis-ridden place. ”Pirazo persuaded,“ The colony is important, and wealth is more important. ”

"That's it." Fuggen always smiled: "In this case, wait for the Winter Veil to pass, and prepare the soldiers to set off."

"Yes!" Pilazzo knew that Fuggen had agreed to the plan, and the mercenary leader breathed a sigh of relief. He asked his long-standing doubts: "Legion, are you ... a descendant of the great imperial nobleman?"

"Why do you say that?"