Warhammer Throne

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Old World, Brittania, Baron Jean, Redfish Village in the north of the Chinon River.

At the beginning of October, in the late autumn season, the temperature began to become gradually colder, and winter in Brittania was coming.

The autumn wind is bleak, the forest is full of dye, the field passes a long breath from its wide chest, the clear water on the slopes and the dam is clear, the autumn harvest has basically ended, and the tax officer from the knight master has All the harvested grain was harvested, leaving behind a harvest that was barely visible. The serfs began to cut wood and grind flour. At the same time, they had to plough the land one more time in preparation for planting winter wheat.

The cultivation of winter wheat requires a lot of manpower and a certain amount of fertilizer, and most of the food grown is by the lord, so the serfs are generally not very enthusiastic about cultivating winter wheat.

Fortunately, the tax system set by the lord is even seven taxes. The tax set by the Holy Grail Knights is not very heavy. The serfs are able to work and finally have some things left. In addition to the sermons of the Church of the Goddess of Mercy, the serfs know how to use grass and wood Or livestock manure fertilizes the farmland.

Of course, the fattest horse dung also costs money, and the serfs have to go to the local knight lord to serve two to three days a week, at the cost of it, in exchange for the right to use the mill and some special tools. , The old master of the knight allowed the serf to bring a small part of the results back to his home, depending on the situation. For example, after cutting the firewood, the old master allowed the serf to return to his home with a bundle of firewood. It depends on how many serfs there are. Strength, if it is said that the serf greedily took too much and the firewood fell to the ground or could not walk, it would be regarded as disqualified.

There is a big ranger knight in the Red Fish Village. This is a well-known thing in the village. The villagers generally call him Mr. Angler. It is said that this big knight is the elder brother of the Holy Grail Knight Lord Baron, The villagers were a little afraid of him because they had come here to join him.

This ranger knight is somewhat different. For many years, serfs have rarely seen knights who have personally farmed, nor have they seen such a sturdy knight master. He led the army in the territory under the leadership of Lord Lane. After the Dao War, the little Red Fish Village actually became the place under the jurisdiction of this Angrand master.

The life of Master Knight is very regular. He often works at sunrise and ends at sunset. Early every morning, Master Knight gets up and runs to the Chinon River to pour himself with cold water. Many serfs feel cold when they look at it. However, the old knight yelled happily. By the way, he would pat the water of the Chinon River with his hands. Many live fish would be shot directly out of the river and taken home by the old knight.

The knight lord was so strong that he didn't need anyone to serve him at all. The four big trees were cut off by him with an axe and brought home by himself. The farmland was in his Under the direction of irrigation, he developed a lot of fat pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, and patiently made feed for them. Under his leadership, there was a new weather in the Red Fish Village. Under his strict supervision, the serfs did not dare to be lazy. The year of this year was good, and Hongyu Village ushered in a bumper harvest.

The bumper harvest of the village and many big fat pigs soon caused the coveted robbers and rogue knights to covet. They took advantage of the dark night of a month to break into the Red Fish Village.

Then, there is no more.

After three waves of bandits and rogue knights, these people disappeared silently after entering the Red Fish Village, and since then no one has seen them, only know that some hard-working farmers have been divided into many new ones. Adult weapons are armed.

Since then, serving the knight master has sometimes become armed training for the knight master. The serfs took the seized weapons to participate in the training. Starting from the basic walking queue and the spear spike, the knight master ’s strict training allowed Many serfs were miserable. Every time they participated in the training, the serfs felt as if they were on the grave.

The knight lord likes to watch them look miserable, his words are generally not much, the best guy in training can always get some meat from his side, thinking that the hard work of serving is almost the same as the hard work of training The days of the serfs will be over, at least some rewards.

After witnessing the master knight grabbing the tails of two bisons and carrying them out of the forest to domesticate them, the serfs were a little numb. Anyway, our knight master was invincible and he did not impose heavy taxes on us. It can still survive.

One day in late autumn, Red Fish Village welcomed an unexpected visitor.

The uninvited guest with white shawl and long hair rode a packhorse, with many bags hanging on both sides of the packhorse, and the head of a blood-sucking beast, with two swords behind him, one silver sword and one steel sword. He wears gunpowder around his waist and wears scales and cloaks that are convenient and easy to move, but has been damaged in many places.

The villagers saw him start whispering.

"That's not Lord Mission Knight, that's a demon hunter!"

"What do the devil hunters do in this place?"

"Gosh, the mutant that killed this day! They will bring doom everywhere! I really hope he didn't come to investigate."

"Go and inform the old man!"

Several serfs quickly ran towards the depths of the village, and the remaining serfs looked suspiciously at the demon hunters, but there was no obvious hostility.

Demon hunters are everywhere, all over the mainland, and many churches have cooperated with demon hunter organizations. However, as mentioned above, the current status of demon hunters is a bit awkward, so they are not popular. Many humans use them. The eyes of doubt and fear looked at them.

Because once the traces of corruption are found in the village, the devil hunter is likely to take extreme measures for this reason.

The age of this demon hunter looks thirty, his face is relatively young, and his face is covered with scars, especially the scar from the eyebrows to the cheeks is particularly terrible. He saw the whispering between the villagers, a little silent But he still came to the village's notice board, want to see what tasks can be taken recently.

There is only one notice on the notice board, that is the legend about the red blood knight.

In the dark nights of Brittania, there are often bloodstains all over the body, holding shields and carrying rifles with undead knights. These undead knights may be followers of the Blood Red Duke, maybe they are not The coat of arms of the dragon, but the armor is covered with the patterns of death and killers. What they held was a fallen weapon with dark runes engraved on them, carved with evil metal, painted with patterns of fierce beasts, and stinking all over the body, constantly attacking the village.

They call themselves Blood Knights.

These horrible undead knights can only be confronted by the holy grail knight. Once the blood castle knight appears, the holy grail knight will also be dispatched immediately, and the two will start a great duel.

Any information about the Red Blood Knight can be reported to the lord, and the lord will definitely give a generous reward.

"This is not a task I can take." The demon hunter shook his head. He knew about the blood knights. The demon hunter warned him that he was not suitable for such a difficult task.

At this moment, the old man of Hongyu Village appeared. He leaned on a wooden cane and tremblingly came to the demon hunter: "Why are you here, demon hunter?"

"My name is Eber, from Hemgart of the Empire." The demon hunter nodded slightly, even after saying hello: "Is there any work you can do for me?"

"Uh, let me think ... Recently our village is very quiet, nothing special happened, you may be disappointed, devil hunter." Xiang Lao thought for a while, shaking his head.

"Well, what's the direction of Jean's town?" Eber, the demon hunter, saw that there was no task to take. He could see that the villagers did not welcome themselves to stay, so he chose to leave.

After the demon hunter walked away on his horse, a tall and mighty figure appeared behind the old villager: "What is that man's origin? It seems that you all fear him?"

"Master Ange Lang!" The old villager immediately knelt down: "They are demon hunters."

"Demon Hunter? What are they doing?" Angran looked viciously, with a big bald head, and was quite calm when he talked.

The veteran veteran of the demon hunter told Ange ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Just like the trial court? It's kind of interesting, then these people are definitely not very cute, right? Anglang said with interest: "Interesting, if I have a chance, I really want to talk to him ... use my axe." "

"That, Master Angler, recently ... the villagers saw something." The old villager thought for a while, and then whispered: "Someone really saw the blood-red knight deep in the Sharon forest, riding a spray The dark horse of fire. "

"Yes, I know, I saw it too." Who knows Angelo nodded calmly: "It seems that you are not talking nonsense."

"Er, Mr. Angel, those red blood knights are very dangerous. You must not fight them head-on. You must call the holy knight master. The red blood knight can only be dealt with by the holy knight master!" Said quickly.

"Are you saying this?" Who knows, Angelo raised a blood-red pointed dragon wing helmet with a wilted and shriveled head with an abnormal grayish white inside.

"Ah! This is ... the blood knight!" The old man sat on the ground in shock, and he exclaimed: "Master Angel, you defeated the blood knight, and killed it?"

"Yeah, this guy is so annoying, it's not human at first sight." Angler threw his head on the ground, muttering in his mouth, as if the blood knight bothered him.

"It bothered me to plant the land, so I screwed its head off, it was so weak, it was really hard to beat."

"Find a place to hang up, so that there are no nasty guys bothering me to farm."

"The rest is up to you, and I'm going to feed my cattle."

The second is even more, maybe you will feel a little short, it must be your illusion, yes, it must be like this!