Warhammer Throne

PS: I finally caught up, it's not easy for me.

"I need your blood dragon bloodline to swear here, never to return to the knight kingdom." Ryan was blinded by money, he swallowed a bit of saliva, said with some difficulty: "Otherwise this agreement is meaningless."

"Yes." Aibo Wallace's face is full of arrogance and self-confidence. Ryan has rarely seen a person with such extreme self-confidence and arrogance. Aibo Wallace counts one, and his elder brother Angler counts one. , Landuin counts as one.

The blood dragon ancestor in front of him has absolute confidence in his own strength. The confidence in his eyes is enough to support him to make any decision and complete any idea. In short, Aibo Wallace and Angle Like Landuin, they firmly believed that their force could break through all difficulties and destroy all enemies.

This self-confidence can only be produced by those who have gone through all the hard work and have withstood all the tests of imagination.

Ryan suddenly had some regrets, and he couldn't help but recall the unfinished duel between him and Landuin.

Yes, the unfinished matchup.

In fact, the duel between Ryan and Landuin is not fair. This unfairness is reflected in the fact that Landuin is due to the strength of the Sanctuary peak close to the demigod. As a living person, Ryan's physical strength and injuries can be restored indefinitely, which is determined by his strong resilience as a genetic precursor.

Klanduin will not be restored either physically or injured, because he is already a dead person, the divine power of the fairy in the lake can only make him recover temporarily, and can not make him really become a living person, this is destined to landuin The weaker he is, the more serious his injuries will be, and his physical strength will only be exhausted.

Therefore, it ’s not good to say that Ryan reluctantly defeated the opponent by being able to carry and forcibly exhaust Randuin ’s physical strength. If Randuin is alive, then I really do n’t know how long it takes to fight to win. .

"Since that is the case, let's deal." Ryan sighed in relief after seeing Aibo Wallace nodding. "How do you take your blood? I know that there is more to Musilon in the city." Only the vampires of the blood dragon family, I only promised to let go of the blood dragon vampire, but did not promise to let go of all the undead. "

"When you break Mu Xilong, I will naturally enter the city and take away all my blood." Blood Dragon ancestors have absolute confidence in this, and his voice is full of indifference: "Despite your siege . "

"I know." Ryan nodded, and he looked at the Blood Dragon ancestor with some caution, as if hesitating whether to leave now, or asking someone to move the wealth away.

"Leave it to me." The Green Knight's ethereal voice came: "I will transport the wealth to your castle in Jean with the lost children."

"Thank you very much! Your Green Knight." Ryan quickly thanked the Green Knight.

"Go, conquer Musilon, and fulfill Landuin's last wish. This land has been lost for too long, and it is time to be redeemed." The Green Knight nodded slowly, indicating that Ryan could go to prepare for the siege.

"Young knight." Just as Ryan turned and left, the Blood Dragon ancestor said: "I look forward to a duel with you. There will be a duel between us."

"But it won't be now." Ryan turned around, and he knew that Abbott Wallace was pleased to see it.

This is the blood dragon. Aibo Wallace ’s life creed is the perfect control of the art of battle. For other vampires, they like to enjoy, desire to rule, and learn magic, but these are second to the blood dragon family. The only thing the blood dragons really care about is fighting. They believe that the pureness they seek will bring them everything. They will become the ultimate warrior and transcend the vampire's bondage, touching the realm of God.

It's like standing on the top of a high mountain, raising the red fire dragon with mortal arms and throwing it down the cliff.

"It's not a knife to taste the blood."

——Blood Dragon Ancestor Aibo Wallace

"That's right, it won't be now." Aibo Wallace's voice showed excitement: "I have played a few golden corn cobs in your territory, which makes me very happy, I Like such an opponent worth fighting for. "

"????? !!!"

"Go, go to break Mu Xilong, then I will naturally appear." Blood Dragon Patriarch said no more, he signaled Ryan to go: "In addition to my heirs, Mu Xilongbe's undead is at your disposal. . "

"I get it." Ryan looked at the amazing treasure in the box with some restraint. He smiled ridiculously. A little enlightenment flashed in his eyes. He understood why even the emperor would compromise on some issues. .

Because the situation is stronger than human beings, even the lord of mankind will encounter painful choices on many issues. Many times the ideal is just a slogan. If you cannot be grounded, everything is empty talk.

This is what Lao Zhangren has always taught to Ryan. In diplomacy and internal affairs, there are some things that you must persevere and some things that you have to learn to compromise.

Now at this juncture, Ryan needs money so much that he has to compromise in the face of so much money.

Allowing Blood Dragon Ancestor to take away his blood, this is a compromise.

Ask them to swear not to return to the Knight Kingdom, which is to persevere.

"The rites have the scriptures, and they have the right." Ryan muttered, his figure disappearing into the depths of the forest.

"Perhaps you are right." Aibo Wallace's face recalled a little: "He, changed the kingdom."

"... This kingdom needs new strength." The Green Knight's voice was a little sad: "Landuin has entrusted everything to Ryan, and time will prove everything."

............ I am the one who changed the dividing line of the kingdom ............

Three days later, Mu Xilong was inside the army camp.

Several large barbed iron **** were placed in front of the dwarf artisan. The dwarf engineer Dugen-Tiehan was gray. His body exuded a strong black gunpowder smell. It will explode directly on the spot.

Opening the stopper of the glass bottle, the last bit of black powder was poured into the big iron ball, and Dugan-Tiehan nodded: "So, this is almost the same."

"Hahahaha ~ This is our entire stock, enough for the **** undead to taste the dwarf's anger." Halhave-Golder, chief engineer of the Angerand clan, said: "This is the dwarf's magic. "

"Ah? I heard that dwarf magic is not rune magic?" Ryan watched the result from the side.

"No." Bellega caressed his long beard, and the king of the Eight Peaks shook his head: "Historically, there have been the appearance of dwarf magicians, which is already a very old story. It was built at the beginning of the eight peaks. At that time, you know, Brother Ryan, Bafeng Mountain is the first fortress of the dwarf, and its history is older than the current Karaz-A-Karak. "

"Uh huh ~ Then for what reason did you lose your magic in the end?" Wood elf lord Aralloth hated this temporary workshop full of steel and gunpowder, but Allaire's magic champion really felt these history curious.

The history of the wood elves is basically passed down by word of mouth. Every time they eat and drink, the Eisles will gather together to set up a bonfire, and then start telling stories. This is how their history is passed down, but it has been evolving for a long time. Among them, the history of the wood elves has been deliberately distorted and severely modified, which is clear to all wood elves.

Because even the most pure-hearted wood elves, they still have a position. Those disgraceful and glorious past will gradually be erased and omitted by the "Spring and Autumn Brushwork", and for those glorious, interesting and full of The commemorative history will be continuously exaggerated and enlarged, and then artificially supplemented with many details.

And Alaros was the victim of this kind of thing. When he and Lilith met, they told things to all the wood elves in one go because of too much chicken, so this story evolved in countless versions, saying that the goddess moved Some people said that some people said that the goddess moved * to dress his wounds to Alaros, and some said that the goddess moved to the spot with him in the wild.

Alaros was proud and aggrieved of this kind of thing. On the one hand, he had a kind of goddess that really favored me, and I was locked in a sense of pride with the goddess. On the other hand, he was actually with Lilith under the moon. After strolling for a while, the Goddess Moon Goddess told him his plan for the "new world", and hoped that Araras could become Aso in the new world.

It was a pity that Arallas was still too young at that time, too simple and too naive to understand what Lilith was saying.

On the contrary, the dwarves are much more serious about the historical records. The dwarves often use their own language to record all the events encountered by their family on the slate and scrolls, although they ca n’t talk about the special guests. However, the history recorded by the dwarves is mostly sincere and credible, especially in the book of hatred.

"Because the wind of magic is not close to the dwarves," Bellega said dumbly: "Even if the magic is used reluctantly, the dwarf magician will turn into a stone in a short time."

"This is the same as many of Aesororen's spellcasters." Alaroth spit out: "Some spellcasters fail to cast spells or even summon chaotic demons."

"But so the ancestors discovered that magic does not necessarily have to be mediated by the body, nor does it have to be used to attack the enemy." Bellega nodded. He thought that although the wood elf was very annoying, Alaras was not that hard to touch Well: "So, someone started trying to fix the wind of magic on the stone and the anvil, and that's it ..."

"The birth of the rune blacksmith." Lane understood: "It turns out that the rune blacksmith came like this."

"That's it." Bellega said a piece of history that attracted everyone to listen carefully. He was very proud in his heart, thinking that the dwarf's heritage is much stronger than these sharp ears and "inferior goods manufacturers", I said a little With a little old knowledge, these people are only obedient to listen.

Sealing the big iron ball, Dugen-Tiehan said roughly: "Very good, ready, let's start!"

"OK! Let's get started!"

Thirty minutes later, the siege army finally sounded the horn of the general attack.

This time, Ryan did not keep his hand. He ordered the whole army to suppress it. Both the serf soldiers and the knights must participate in this attack, and all the troops must take down Mu Xilong in one go!

The black squadrons began to attack the colorful siege army. Several heavy siege vehicles reinforced by dwarves advanced under the protection of the knights. Dozens of artillery fired uninterruptedly. Empire heavy cannons, **** blast guns, **** storm rockets , The dwarf cannon and the organ gun fired together, and the howling shells traversed dozens of smoke tracks and smashed against the city wall, flying the defenders on the wall into pieces.

"Open fire! Open fire!" The wood elves and dwarves also joined the battlefield. The dwarf thunder gunners desperately poured ammunition. The wood elf's woodland guards, barren forest rangers, and rangers didn't even consider the arrow's consumption. They were at full speed. shooting.

At this time, the weak link of Mu Xilong's undead defenders was finally exposed to the siege army.

That is the vampire, there is no remote, the undead can only be beaten passively.

At this moment, the Taras Warhawk Guard led by Woodland Lord Alaros and the Quinaris Champions Cavaliers led by Francois also joined the battlefield! The air force riding a giant eagle and a pegasus charged down from the sky, rotating and knocking the undead on the wall into the wall in pieces!

"For Olain and Ariel! For Esso Loren!" Araros rode on the war eagle, pulling the bowstring, and the arrows with the power of sparks accurately hit the shoulder armor of a desert grave guard, this desert The grave guard wailed and fell.

"For the lady! For Mu Xilong!" Ryan also joined the battle personally, waving the hammer of Thor in his hand, the figure of the lake goddess selected the champion like a walking lightning circling under the sky, a lightning blast The city wall burned dozens of zombies into a pile of debris, the Griffon Impris screamed, it spit lightning, rushed around, carefully avoided the magic released by the necromancers, it had just been a good meal, It's time for post-meal exercise!

"Roar! Roar ~~~" Even the Twilight Sisters of the Wood Elves joined the war, and a forest dragon flew into the sky, spitting a deadly dragon breath in his mouth.

Bellega also personally led the siege car to attack the city gates, and Angrande vowed that the guards would huddle together to form a tight shield wall.

The siege car gradually approached Musilon's city gate. The siege column with the engraving of Grimmniel struck the gate with great force. Musilon's city gate made a muffled sound.

But the city gates are still indestructible. Musilon Castle has been under the management of the undead for two or three hundred years. The city gates here have been extremely strong after successive reinforcements. In addition, the necromancer has always chanted magic to strengthen the city gates, even if it is The siege hammers made by the dwarves could not shake the gate.

The Vampire Baron of the Blood Dragon family standing on the wall roared again and again: "Continue! Continue to attack! Ordinary people! You have this strength? This is not enough! It is not enough!"

"What else can you do, take it out!"

Musilon ’s undead do indeed have proud capital, because even after undergoing this level of assault ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ the castle still shows no signs of falling, and the siege air force is only a short-lived, because the Pegasus Knight and Warhawk Guard It is impossible to fly above the sky for a long time. They are armed with knights or wooden elf guards and will soon be tired.

However, due to the previous series of wars, the number of Musilon ’s undead guards has fallen to its lowest point in more than two hundred years. Many places cannot arrange enough guards to protect them. It is somewhat convenient under the face of a frontal attack. Ignored by the undead.

Mu Xilong underground, under the city wall, inside the culvert.

The culvert, which was originally filled with fierce water, is now completely frozen by the power of the sorceress, revealing a damp empty walkway.

Several dwarf engineers carried a large iron ball filled with gunpowder into the culvert. They carefully measured the distance and position, as well as the angle of detonation.

"Get it!" After careful confirmation many times, the dwarf engineer finally gave a thumbs up: "It's okay!"

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