Warhammer Throne

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In the early morning, when the first rays of morning light entered the camp, a fierce battle was entering its peak.

The entire camp was full of warring beastmen and human troops.

The smoke, the fire, and the broken walls, all humans took up weapons to fight, and even the young lady of the duke's house was fully armed, holding a knight sword in both hands and drinking: "Stop it!"

A spear and a bad-horned beast were cut into two pieces by the knight's long sword, and the filthy beast blood was coming.

The plate armor on Surya's body shone brightly, and the enchanted energy formed a thin shield to help her block those filthy blood. The knight raised her knight's sword and chanted the fairy in the lake. name.

A sacred white radiance radiated from the sword, driving her fatigue away.

Her knight sword has an enchantment of the lake **** prophet, which can speed up her recovery.

"God, it's bright." Surya felt that she was approaching the limit of both mental and physical strength.

Looking up at the camp.

Tall humans, horses and beasts are moving their iron hooves to wreak havoc in the camp. The bullheads with double tomahawks roar loudly and reap the lives of the serf soldiers.

Lifting his head, a giant minotaur slashed towards the knight's battle axe. Surya raised her knight's sword to barely resist. Sparks splashed above the blade, relying on the enchantment and the knight's own wrist power, Surya reluctantly retreated In a few steps, the offensive was resolved.

"Miss!" Sylvia, Suria's maid, exclaimed. She immediately gave up the entanglement with the inferior unicorn in front of her and rushed to Suria's side: "Miss, are you okay?"

"Woo! Wow wow! Humans ... die!" The Minotaur's nostrils gasped and rushed towards the two female knights again.

"Surya!" Julius, who was under siege by several beasts, shouted anxiously when he saw his sister in crisis.

The Minotaur ’s thick hooves only reached halfway, and a long sword with a white flame and a light blue light passed through it. The Minotaur screamed and fell to the ground. The Ranger Knight beside Immediately came up to make up two swords.

"Miss Suria!" Ryan had sweat on his face. He pulled the vengeful goddess from the minotaur, and then quickly reached out to the knight and pulled her up.

"Lord, thank you." The horsewoman barely stood up.

"Protect your young lady from retreating!" Ryan ordered to Sylvia immediately, the maid nodded, and she helped Suria back.

"For ladies! For Winford!" The soldiers of the Winford Ford escaped rushed up fearlessly, a row of long lances pierced the inferior horned beasts who came behind to support, and the blood was spilled over the entire camp. Which is human blood and which is animal blood.

Hundreds of corpses covered the ground.

Just after three o'clock in the morning, the Beastman Horde launched another attack on the Right Army led by Ryan. This attack was no longer a small attack, but a group attack. The horned beast group, the big horned beast, Minotaurs, humans, horses and beasts, and even Hawks have joined the attack.

The knights fought until dawn, and their stubbornness ensured that the beastmen could never defeat this army.

"Woo ~ oooo ~" Even the attack was unsuccessful. The sound of the horn came from the depths of the forest. The Orc retreated. Like humans, the Orc was very tired after repeated harassment. Even more unfavorable.

This time the orcs were really retreating very cleanly. The knights sent scouts and found that there were no beasts within a few kilometers.

The opportunity was rare, and the Right Army immediately pulled out of the camp. After forcing about five kilometers, they found a valley, where they were stationed, and the knights counted the number. The original army of more than 6,000 people only left more than 5,000 people. , A dozen knights buried in the forest.

After setting up the camp, many knights fell down and fell asleep. After confirming that there were no beastmen nearby, Ryan also seized the opportunity to take a good rest.

By the time he was woken up, the sky outside was already setting in the sun and approaching dusk.

It ’s Olivier. This young and optimistic knight looks very bad. His face is pale and his eyes are deep. His left hand is hanging weakly on his chest. He is obviously injured: "My Baron, Marquis Gabriel And Marquis Julius asked if you woke up, they want to call a new military meeting. "

"Okay, I'll be here right now! Olivier, is your injury okay?" Ryan got up on one turn, he gasped and asked about Olivier's injury.

"Fortunately, it's much better after taking a half-day break." Olivier said it was no longer in the way. The ranger knight was injured in this morning's surprise attack. He was injured by the beastman's machete on his left arm.

"Have a good rest, there is still a fight to fight next." Ryan rolled over and wiped his face with a bowl of water.

Walking out of the tent, a breeze blew across the face of the holy grail knight. He saw a large number of casualties lying in the camp and screaming. Many serfs were bandaged. Logistic and military personnel were boiling water and cooking. More People just find a place casually and sleep in their heads, and they don't care about anything.

"Lord Ryan!" Many serf soldiers saw the appearance of the Holy Grail Knight and greeted quickly.

"It's a good fight, boys, hold on, we can win." Ryan noticed that many serfs had been injured. Many serfs looked at him with expectation and admiration. He was a little sad in his heart and had to inspire the soldiers Morale: "Hold on."

The encouragement of the Holy Grail Knight is very effective, and the morale of the serfs is relatively stable.

Came to the open space of the Chinese army, Gabriel and Julius were already there, Marquis Connelly was injured, and did not participate in this military meeting. Instead, Surya replaced him for the meeting, the female knight I found a chair and sat down, looking mentally unhappy: "Lord Lord?"

"Hmm!" Ryan nodded, and the four stood beside the small pond in the valley, discussing the next move.

"Gentlemen, I have two good news and one bad news to tell you, which one do you want to hear first?" Baron Gabriel smiled very ugly: "The first good news is that our food is now very abundant. . "

Both Lane and Suria smiled bitterly, and after experiencing such downsizing, food was naturally sufficient.

Only Julius kept his face blank and said nothing.

"The second good news is that the beastmen seem to have really disappeared. The scouts we sent did not find any traces of the beastmen, even ordinary animals. After so many years of battle, you know, you What does this mean? "Gabriel's eyes sparkled:" This is bad news, which means that the next attack will be a full-scale war between the beastmen and us. "

"Total war ..." Ryan frowned. "Can you predict when the Orc will attack?"

"It's difficult." Julius said: "We can't speculate about the actions of the beastmen. I can only say that they will attack when we are the weakest or most unexpected."

"The weakest, the most unexpected when attacking ..." Several people fell silent.

So, when will it be?

The Orcs and the Green Orc Orcs are not a race.

The fighting style of the green skins is called life for fighting and death for war. The beastmen are closer to the revenge action that makes the opponents feel painful.

Now, the beastmen were dormant in the dark, waiting for a fatal blow to this exhausted army.

Ryan did not intend to sit still. The soldiers still had the power to fight. The knights would never succumb to these chaotic evil beasts.

But when will the beastmen launch this fatal blow?

This army cannot be in a state of vigilance and standby forever, so they will collapse themselves before the beastmen appear.

There is only a thousand days to be a thief, there is no justification for a thousand days to prevent thieves.

Several people can feel that the heavy courage is pressing on their shoulders. In this world, the actions of the commander often affect the entire battle situation, and each of their decisions is related to the life and death of thousands of people.

If there is no way to tell when the beastmen are attacking, this unit will have to fight like a startled bird, how can this battle continue?

"Apply for reinforcements? Let Marquis Angsie of Central Road join us?" Ryan made another suggestion.

The cool breeze of the evening blew across the faces of several people, and the knights' eyes were all placed on Marquis Gabriel.

He has magic tools made by the lake **** prophet, which can carry out magic communication.

The third son of the Duke of Bastogne hesitated and took out a long silver prop like a short dagger: "Ask now?"

"It's effective to ask early." Ryan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "You can also know the answer earlier."

The Marquis Gabriel no longer hesitated, he took out a gem, pressed it on the magical communication prop, and then motioned everyone to be quiet.

After about ten seconds, the communication was connected.

"This is Angsy Desmond, is it the right wing? Please report your situation." The young voice of Marquis Angsy came from the props.

"This is Gabriel de Bastogne. We are in trouble ..." Gabriel told the coach the plight of the Right Army.

The energy required for magical communication is huge. The Marquis Gabriel described the current predicament in a few words. A precious gem has been bleak.

The Marquis Aung Xi was silent for a while, and did not speak until the energy of the gem was nearly exhausted: "Maybe we can't support you anymore, I'm sorry, Gabriel."

"Why ?!" Gabriel said anxiously.

"Now the enemy situation is unknown, the army is just on the road, and our scouts have also detected signs of orcish activity. We are not sure whether you are encountering the main force of the orcish person. This is probably a trap, so we ... … No ... I will be a teacher, just like ... "At the end, the voice of Marquis Angsy was blurred.

Then the communication was interrupted.

"Unsurprisingly." Gabriel lowered the communication prop and sighed: "I didn't expect him. When he assigned us together, I knew we could only rely on ourselves."

"Let's discuss when the beastmen will launch a full-scale attack on us."

"This is the only way."

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The discussion of the Kingdom Knights continues.

Aside, the serfs were working hard. Under the orders of the master knights, they were chopping wood and then igniting a fire to prepare for cooking. Many serfs were setting up fences and building wooden walls to strengthen the defense of the camp.

Deny performed well in today's encounter. The Orion's son fought bravely to kill the enemy in the battle and also blinded the left eye of a unicorn.

In order to reward his bravery, the knights assigned him to work and care for the knight master elf warhorse near the camp.

This is a very high honor for the serf, who can shovel the noble elf warhorse. If Deni can live back to Bastogne ’s home, he can brag about it in the village, and the old folks He will definitely look at him differently.

This is a serf shoveling **** for the knight master elf warhorse! He is no longer an ordinary person!

If he could live in a horse barn with elf warhorse at night, he might be the most powerful serf in the village. The next villager was destined to be his.

The son of Orion chopped wood hard, just like the serfs around him.

At this moment, the words of the Holy Grail Knight came into his ears: "When will the beastmen generally attack?"

"The attack of the beastmen is often related to totems and celestial phenomena."

"But we don't have a sky mage or a star mage here. We can't predict changes in the sky or predict when the orc will attack!"

"Damn, the weather this season is always changing."

The wood-cutting axe stopped, and Denny remembered something, his eyes brightened.

The serf next to him slammed his shoulders hard: "Oh! God! Deny! What are you doing?"

"Is it September 3, right?" Denny immediately recovered, and he confirmed the date to the serf next to him.

"Yes! Yes, Deny, work fast, remember, you must keep your focus on the work in front of you, otherwise you will be punished by the knight master!" The serf said impatiently, but the next The scene stunned him.

The ax fell to the ground.

A serf rushed towards Len who was discussing military affairs.

"Master Grail Knight! Master Grail Knight! I have a message to want ... Ah!" Denny rushed halfway into excitement, and a young Ranger knight stopped in front of him: "Slave! What are you doing!" Pay attention to your identity! "

After that, the Ranger Knight slapped him in the face.

After a sudden pain, Denny was dizzy with this slap and fell to the ground. He tried hard to get up, swollen half of his face, and said indistinctly: "Well ... some news ... ... want to tell ... Master Lane. "

"Asshole!" The Ranger knight kicked on Denny's stomach. The young knight was so desperate that this lowly **** wanted to talk to the Holy Grail Knight. What was he?

The serf screamed on the ground, holding his belly.

The military discussion stopped, and several of Ryan looked over: "What's going on?"

"Damn! This dog mongrel! Actually disturbed several of your lords' military discussions." Another ranger knight rushed over, grabbed Deni's neck directly, lifted him up, and pressed it to the burning flame Near the firewood pile, he said loudly: "It's okay, His Excellency Ryan, His Excellency Gabriel, a lowly serf is talking nonsense, I will make him have an accident! Let him have an accident!"

"stop!"

"It's okay, he will have an accident by himself. It's not what we did. It's an accident by himself ..." The Ranger Knight didn't hear what Ryan was talking about ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ He pressed Danny's head into the flames Washed away, want to make this serf suffer a little bit.

"I said, stop!" Ryan yelled angrily: "Bring him over!"

"Yes ... yes!" The Ranger Knight was frightened by the horror of the Holy Grail Knight. He quickly brought Denny to Ryan: "My Baron?"

"Let him go!" Ryan continued, beckoning everyone to make way, and walked in front of Deny: "Look up and talk!"

The rangers and knights let go of the serfs, a swollen face, and a bruised Denny kneeled in front of Lane: "Lord Baron!"

"What do you want to say in front?" Lane looked at the serf in front of him. I can see that he wants to tell himself in a hurry.

"Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

"It will rain tomorrow night, my baron!"

It has been updated, and the second one has changed today.

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