Warhammer Throne

ps: 5500 words in this chapter, a large amount of management, I wish you all a happy reading!

All along, the Goblin Wolf Cavalry Corps led by the Goblin warlords has continued to harass the expeditionary army ’s transport team, causing a lot of trouble and trouble for the expedition of the Bafeng Mountain, but Ryan and Bellega are certainly impossible. Come back to solve this harassment force, because if this is really the strategy of Skasnick!

And now, Francois' plan is to solve this huge Wolf Cavalry Corps.

The Goblin Wolf Cavalry Corps led by the Goblin warlord Gite-Sour Stomach is huge. According to the scouts, there are at least five hundred greenskin pigs, five or six thousand Goblin cavalry, brother The Brin Spider Knight, Goblin Squig Rider, as well as five or six thousand Goblin infantry, and a small number of Goblin infantry, are expected to add up to at least more than 12,000, lacking heavy armoured infantry and siege equipment.

But the army in Francois' hands was only three or four thousand people, and it was mainly a heavy cavalry composed of knights and knights. The impact was very strong, but it was impossible to catch up with this Goblin Wolf Cavalry Corps in speed.

"This wolf cavalry regiment is indeed a big tumor, which must be eradicated, but ... what should be done?" Gerold asked: "We don't have enough troops, and we don't have enough long-range weapons. If we are in the field, we are very It is easy to fall into the situation of being called back. "

Everyone in the arsenal of the arsenal was waiting for Francois' next order. His chief courtier Chassis-Morning Star was making black tea for Francois.

"Erase, isn't it ..." Francois paused. Duke Winford kept his elegant movements and grace. He took the tea cup from the prophet of the lake **** and took a sip.

"Lord Duke!" Outside the large tent, Baron Lucie, the spire of the palace, was in a safe and armed manner. He knelt down on one knee: "Duke, there are only 121 guns in the arsenal, and there are no bullets. too much."

"How many dwarves have crossbows?" Francois was calm, and he even looked at Lucien with some kindness.

What few people know is that Lucien and Francois are related by blood. He is the illegitimate child of the nephew who was killed by Francois in the first battle of La Maisonnel and the only descendant. Francois not only promoted him vigorously, but also arranged him to Ryan. In this expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountain, Lucien was responsible for staying in the arsenal.

"There are not many dwarf hand crossbows, there are more than 500." Lu Xian continued.

"Well, I know." Francois nodded.

"Duke, what are you going to do?" Sir Gyal Knight Bayar seriously asked: "We all obey your orders, but ..."

"But if according to our current strength, it is impossible to win this victory, right?" François said calmly, the old man even smiled gracefully, his eyes full of wisdom. : "Lucien?"

"Your Excellency the Duke!" Lucien knelt on one knee, and he raised his head in doubt.

"I ask you, what determines the victory or defeat of the battlefield?" François sat quietly on the throne, the old man at the peak of the sanctuary was calm, he even took a few points of the school's teasing, lightly Stroking his long goatee.

"This ..." Lucien didn't know how to answer.

"Huh! The number of troops and the power of the muskets are all of secondary importance." Francois stood up. "What really matters is the timing and geographical position, as well as our piety and belief in women, as long as there are women The protection and strength of our Britannia Knights have no reason to fear war! "

"Oh !!!" The knights in the big tent all burst into excitement. They can't wait to show their virtue and strength under the watch of the fairy in the lake!

"Gather the army and get ready to go!" Francois stood up. "Three thousand people, enough!"

"The Goblin Legion ’s tactics are simple and clear. They want to lure the enemy deep, siege, and then eliminate." Francois said very calmly: "In this case, we deliberately delve deeper to lure them to attack us. Take a whole day off, tomorrow, arrange a fake supply team that I prepared in advance, ready to go! "

"Yes!" All the knights stood up and took the command loudly.

In this way, three days before the wood elf army arrived at the stream outpost, Francois led three thousand troops and many civilians. On the surface, it was carrying a lot of weight and logistics supplies, and it was forbidden along the evil water, It seems that this is a vanguard, the destination is to march towards the steel rock and then go south.

Sure enough, the Goblin warlord Gite-Sour Stomach immediately led the entire Goblin Wolf Rider Legion, just like smelling a **** shark, rolling in, Git-Sour Stomach saw the other soldier less, and Carrying a lot of weight, I ca n’t wait to swallow the whole army in one go.

Fortunately, Gite-Sour Stomach remembered Skasnick's instructions and did not march forward rashly. It was always accompanied by Francois and his army, looking for opportunities across a river of evil water.

At this time, it was already November, and the evil water river was in a dry period. The Goblin Wolf Riders could easily cross the river directly, but the cunning Jit Sour Stomach never took the initiative to attack. It was waiting for the opportunity.

Similarly, the march is not fast, and even some slow Francois is waiting for the opportunity.

On the night of November 12, at the edge of the Badlands, on the banks of the Badwater River, the army barracks of Francois.

It is very abnormal that the sky is pouring downpour.

Under the influence of heavy rain, the army's march was difficult, and the knights were also suffering. The transport team was stuck in the mud. Francois ordered the army to camp and rest. The Duke and several knights were fully armed, Just sit in the big account and hide from the rain.

"Shashasha ~" The heavy rain poured on the whole riverside land. Francois walked out of the big account alone. He looked up at the dense raindrops, holding the sword of the unicorn in his hand. The age-old artifact blades shone with pure and flawless white light and platinum-gold flames. Even in heavy rain, there was no sign of extinction. The pure daytime horse family coat of arms belongs to the Principality of Winford and belongs to Françoise. The individual unicorn coat of arms of Wa and the family coat of arms of the many knights who came to rescue this time fluttered back and forth in the heavy rain. The rain hit the armor and soaked the lining, exuding the bone chill .

"Cousin, it's raining heavily outside. You should come in and avoid the rain." Gerald came out of the tent. The paladin stood behind Francois. In the heavy rain, Francois' broad back, just Like a city wall: "It's warmer inside."

"War, it doesn't matter whether it's warm or cold." Francois turned around, and he looked gently at his cousin, Sir Gerald: "So is Greenskin."

"Green skin?" Gerrod's long blond hair was already wet by rain.

"Well, green skin." Francois was still standing in the rain. He raised his head and looked at the dark night sky under the heavy rain: "You must understand, Gerard, how to play our strengths in the war, How to circumvent our shortcomings, how to concentrate our superior forces to eliminate the enemy, and how to judge when is the right time to launch an offensive. "

Just behind Francois, all the tarpaulins on the supply carts were lifted! It is filled with various wooden fences and rejection horses! And a huge number of crossbows!

The civilians have already started their work. In the heavy rain, under the scolding and command of the master knight, they nailed the wooden fence deep in the muddy ground, and arranged the resisting horse array neatly.

It did n’t take long for the entire camp to be armed like a hedgehog.

"This is?" Gerald opened his eyes wide. "My Duke? Is it Green Skin ?!"

"Bayar and Pierre have each led a thousand knights out." François's face showed a cruel and cold smile: "Today, it is the Green Goblin Wolf Riders, end!"

"Ready to fight!"

"Ready to fight!!!"

The melodious and majestic horn sounded throughout the camp.

In the rain curtain formed by heavy rain, the Goblin warlord Gite-Sour Stomach also heard the horn.

It is leading the entire Goblin Wolf Riding Legion across the evil water, preparing to take advantage of the rainy night to attack the canned shrimp army and their transport team from afar.

"Hee hee, the enemy is annoying! Enemy is tired, I am waaagh!" Gite-sour stomach squeezed his facial features hard, so that his expression would look more awkward: "I, I found a chance! Little ones , Follow me today with a real waaaagh! "

"Waaaagh!" Thousands of Goblin wolf cavalry scrambled across the River of Evil Water, followed by the green-skinned pig pigs who rushed to the front, behind them were more Goblin Squig riders and spider riders, There are also large groups of Goblin troops.

Git-Sour Stomach has been waiting for the fighter, now, it is waiting.

Sudden heavy rain has flooded the whole river bank and the canned shrimps can't wash up! And under the influence of such heavy rain, the enemy's muskets will not play any role anymore, hehe hey ~ the perfect opportunity is coming! The Goblin warlord thought of it, he raised his sword: "waaagh!"

"Waaaagh !!!"

The torrent of green skin formed a green ocean and rolled towards the enemy's camp.

This is the reason why Gite-Sour Stomach decided to make a full attack. First, the heavy rain can make the expeditionary army's muskets extremely difficult to launch. Second, due to the muddy environment formed by the heavy rain, canned shrimps can hardly exert the advantage of their group charge. !

We will win this battle!

However, as Gite-Sour Stomach led the green-horse cavalry who could almost cover the entire river beach towards François's camp, the scene that appeared in front of the Goblin warlords opened his eyes!

Wooden fence! Reject the horse formation! Anti-horse barrier!

The whole camp is like a hedgehog!

Before the army was stopped, hundreds of green-skinned pigs rushed towards the hedgehog-like position, and a large number of dwarf hand crossbows transferred from the arsenal began to load in the hands of serf infantry disguised as minions ,volley!

"咻咻 咻 ~" Just in the rain, the crossbows shot at the enemy like a migratory locust, and the green-skinned war pigs who rushed to the front continued to fall down with arrows, just lying in the rain As a result, the mud caused by the heavy rain not only affected the knights, but also the green-horse cavalry. They rushed to the wooden fences and anti-horse fences one after another, and they died down one after another!

"Chong! Chong! I give it to Chong !!!" Gite-sour stomach immediately signaled the cavalrymen behind to keep up! The enemy has only two rows of wooden fences and anti-horse fences. How can they resist as many as thousands of cavalry and several Goblin legions behind? !

"Waaagh!"

"Waaaagh !!!"

With the command of Gite-Sour Stomach, the Goblin Wolf Cavalry and Goblin Squig Riders rushed towards the camp insanely. They stepped on their bodies and rushed upwards, braving the long-range firepower formed by the dense hand crossbows, and vowed to step the camp to the ground!

Two rows of wooden fences blocked the Green Leather Army for a period of time, but it was clearly impossible to stop the Green Leather Army for too long. Arrays and wooden fences, green skins are already close to the camp gate.

"Prepare." François was holding the sword of the unicorn. Behind him, there were thousands of knights and knights obedient. They had already formed an extremely tight shield. The Duke was not panicking. He Towards his own courtier, Chassis-Morning Star, said: "It's time to start."

"Yes!" The Prophet of the Lake God immediately began to chant magic.

"Boom ~" A crackling sound came from the wooden camp gate.

"Boom ~ Boom!" Finally, the humble camp door was washed away. Oncoming were a few green-skinned pigs, and a few Goblin wolves riding, they roared in the rainstorm, roared, rush To Francois and his army.

But they immediately realized something was wrong.

The camp gate is too narrow! Only two or three green leather cavalry can pass at the same time! And the large group of walking knights and knights led by Francois firmly blocked the narrow gate! The Green Leather Cavalry has no way to rush, nor can it start!

The massacre, began!

François personally fought on the front line, Duke Winford walked his gorgeous dance in the green leather group, his body rotated in place, his hands clasped the sword of the unicorn, tightened, turned the waist, exerted force , Jian Feng swept.

A green-skinned war pig kid was cut directly into two sections by him.

Two Goblin Wolf cavalry rushed in. Francois spun around in situ. Goblin's dirty head flew up into the sky in a rainstorm. Then he bowed his head to avoid the wolf's teeth and his sword. Turned over, the two wolves killed at the same time.

With each sword, at least one green leather cavalry is eliminated, and with each turn, a large group of enemies are killed in Francois.

But the old man was not stained with a drop of blood, a little bit of meat, and under the heavy rain, his armor, burqa, and cloak were soaked with rain, but his whole body exuded the terrible light of the lake god, bright , Dazzling, glorious and supreme.

"Follow the Duke! Follow the Duke !!!" Sir Gerold yelled in the rain, and the morale of the Brittany knights surged towards the enemy.

Under the rain, the war continued in the moonlight.

Lao Zhangren was guarded, and the green skins could not break through the entrance of the camp with hundreds of deaths and injuries. Beside the Francois and the large group of walking knights, there was a sea of ​​dead blood.

Two green-skinned warlords rushed up one after another to try to solve this shiny canned shrimp. The solutions were all caused by François, they could not even support a round in front of the Duke.

The raindrops hit the ground, as if playing an exciting music. The green cavalry hit the camp gate in vain. The front was slaughtered, the middle was stuck, and the back could not rush in.

"For ladies! For Brittania !!!" The knights roared ecstatically and went into battle.

"In order to engage Brother Gemao and the little ones, give me a duck! Hit, hit the canned shrimp with shiny body, hit it !!!" Goblin warlord Gite-Sour Stomach still shouted angrily, it The army of the army lacked siege equipment and was in heavy rain. Now, the entire group of green-horse cavalry are huddled together by the river bank, and even the paving cannot be spread out. The Goblin warlords are instructing the cavalry to spread out When the wings flanked the enemy's camp, a Goblin Wolf Cavalry rushed in the rain: "Boss! Boss! Not good ~~~!"

"What's wrong?" Git-sour stomach wiped his face hard, and the rain continued to flow down his face.

"In the east, there are a lot of canned shrimps! Ride over on horseback!"

"What ?!" Git-sour stomach hasn't had time to respond, and another Goblin Wolf Cavalry ran over to report: "No good boss, there are a lot of canned shrimps rushing over to the west! And these shrimps are so fast, good Quick, quick, faster than red! "

"Ah! Little ones, we are ambushed!" Gite-sour stomach finally realized that the situation was not good, and he quickly signaled: "Retreat! Retreat !!! Withdraw to the other side of the evil water river, retreat !! ! "

Greenskin gave up the siege camp and began to retreat, but when the Goblin Wolf Legion braved heavy rain and muddy to withdraw to the other side of the evil water river, the surging river and turbulent rapids blocked their Retreating, hundreds of green-horse cavalry who tried to cross the river were washed away directly by the river.

"It's bad." Jit-Sour Stomach felt that something was wrong, and now it and its 10,000 army were blocked in the northern bank of the evil water river, and it was in a mess, messy, timid Everyone in the Goblin raced to cross the river. The ending was washed away by the raging water.

The Goblin warlord raised his head and looked into the dark distance.

In the East, there are countless canned shrimps on horses, assembled in a large lance, and are rushing towards a chaotic green army.

In the West, a large array of canned shrimps is approaching.

In the north, Francois had already turned his horse, and the knights formed a large rifle behind him. The eight-ring magic of the Lake God Prophet "Galloping in the Cloud" has been set on the knights. In the torrential rain, the old knights also walked on the ground.

Lake God Prophet Chahis-Morning Star continued to cast spells, and the night sky was as bright as day.

"The story of this Goblin Wolf Riding Legion will be in my hands today, it's over." Francois sneered, he raised the glowing unicorn sword in his hand and shouted: "My knight brother Guys! Go forward! For the ladies! "

"For ladies !!!" In this way, the three-way knights in three directions launched a charge toward the Goblin Wolf Riders crowded by the river.

It ’s night ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ A huge brutal massacre against the green cavalry began, and the Brittany knights, led by Francois, chased out a dozen along the river of evil water Kilometers, when dawn comes, the whole evil water river is almost filled with blood and corpses of green skin.

In addition to the green-skinned warlord Jit-Sour Stomach, who led more than a hundred rides and flies to death, the green-skinned Goblin Wolf Riding Corps, which has more than 12,000, has become the history and knights ’ Military Medal.

At a price of less than three hundred people, Francois won a great victory, his name made the Orcs excited, and the Goblin feared.

This war is called "The Battle of the Evil River".

A week after the Battle of the Badwater, before the throne of the world's ridge mountains, the dwarf ancestral hall of the Eight Peaks, and Skasnik.

Goblin warlord Ji Te-sour stomach knelt in front of the general Fengfeng Mountain, crying with a sad face: "Not good! Boss!"

"Wolf Riding Legion is over, it's all over !!!"

"What! It's all done ??"