Warhammer Throne

PS: Sorry for being late. I went out to play today. As a result, my elders insisted on going all over. It took a lot of time, forgive me.

The challenge from Princess Attila had such wishful thinking and showed his own taste. Ryan did not know why, but he still decided to fight.

On the one hand, it was because Princess Attila took the initiative to challenge, and it was a duel of honor. The two have the same status. Ryan did not have a reason to refuse. On the other hand, the high spirits' arrogant appearance at this time made Ryan quite uncomfortable.

In this way, the two sides were surrounded by tens of thousands of high elves and dozens of human officers. Lion and Princess Etila walked over the open space of the high elf barracks in the inner city. This is a rounded gladiator with a diameter of about 30 meters. field.

"Both parties can use their own weapons, one point for each other's arm, two points for each other's body, and three points for each other's head." Princess Etila coldly emphasized the rules of honor duel: "Cumulative If you get a three-pointer or one of you loses your resistance, is it defeated? Can you hear it clearly? Knight King? "

"I have a doubt. If it's a real sword showdown, how can we guarantee that we won't hurt it by mistake?" Ryan raised his hand and said with a smile.

Throughout the barracks, high-precision soldiers and high-precision aristocrats who came to the theater nearby laughed.

"Hahahaha! Humans know that they are afraid?"

"Also, after all, it was Princess Attila, but it relied on an elite army to repel the heroes of the Sin God's selection Prince Siegwald and the heroes of the Chaos Barbarian Legion!"

"Everyone guess, how often can Princess Attila bring down this human knight?"

"I guess, what the other party said is also a famous human hero, the winner of the expedition of the Bafeng Mountain, about ... thirty moves?"

"I guess twenty-five tricks!"

"Hey, what are you doing so conservatively, within fifteen strokes, you will see the difference."

On the stands of the military camp, the high-precision nobles made various bets. The inner city of Lothern was full of high-precision big nobles. Many noble ancestors can be traced back to the time when the elf empire was just established. Rich in wealth, proud of participating in various high-precision political activities, and also taking pride in participating in various wars, many of them children of the nobility have served as guards for the gates of the five major fortresses of high precision, and most of the family crests have The pattern of the gates of the five fortresses.

From this perspective alone, the high elves seem to be still martial.

However, since the poet King Isis, the spirit of the high elves still martial arts can no longer be compared with the glorious past. Now most of these high-precision big nobles in the field only go to a few fortress gates to serve for a few decades to mix their qualifications. Such routines have been common since ancient times, so I won't say much here.

"You can rest assured, I will keep my hand." Princess Etila is quite confident. Her green eyes stare at Ryan with a disdainful expression: "As for you, as a knight king, you can even control your ability to move. Are there none? "

"Very good." Ryan said no more, just what he was waiting for.

The two sides entered the venue and began to prepare for a duel of honor. Princess Etila raised her elf to quench the sword, she recited a proverb: "Lucky favors the brave."

"I am the Hammer, piercing the light of darkness." Ryan also pulled out the goddess of revenge. The platinum flame and light blue light surrounded the sword body of the goddess of revenge, and Ryan's whole body was looming in the platinum gold psionic flame and lightning. .

Many high-precision aristocrats are still laughing. The knight king's self-improvement and self-esteem are very high. Is it that your monkeys dare to say anything to pierce the light of darkness? What kind of virtue does it take to take photos without pissing?

However, a few of them have been on the battlefield, and the elite nobles who have fought against the dark elves, northern barbarians, or the wild beasts of the Anuli Mountains have closed their mouths, and even Princess Aytila ​​himself has felt a little bad.

The power spewing out of this human ...

Isa Lyon, who was standing on the sidelines, was slightly changed his face. He immediately reached out to hold the hilt of the sword of Isa Lyon in his waist, and quickly walked to the side of the arena, ready to shoot.

The duel began, and both parties strode into the venue.

Princess Etila ’s height can only be considered above average among the elves, but still about 1.57 meters, she looked up at Ryan in front of her, moved two steps horizontally, then held the sword with both hands, the blade was facing the sky, An arrow struck directly towards Ryan: "For Terenlock, for Osuan!"

The quenched sword slammed down, and the target hit Ryan's wrist holding the sword. The silver blade turned into a streamer.

Ryan calmly and calmly, he took a step laterally, flashed off the attack of Princess Attila, the goddess of vengeance was cut from the air with a platinum flame, and directly hit the middle of the quenched sword, Princess Attila snorted, The great force from the blade almost made her unable to hold the hilt.

Ryan's storm-like attack has just begun.

The goddess of vengeance radiated a ray of platinum fire in the air, striking the middle of the blade of the quenched long sword, and several attacks from the top down in the blink of an eye forced Princess Aytila ​​to retreat, and the elf princess was forced to hold the sword in both hands. Elevating the handle, trying to vent Ryan's power and finding a little space under his exquisite sword skills to try to fight back.

There was no chance, the goddess of revenge swept across, the blade of the sword turned into dozens of phantoms, first slammed the left side, and then quickly retreated to collect the sword, Ryan turned back gorgeously and let the goddess of revenge draw an arc in the air Cleave down and launch an assault from the other side.

Princess Attila had to move the blade again to try to block.

Cleave, slash, the goddess of vengeance intersects the middle of the blade of the quenched longsword, under the control of Ryan, rotate a circle, turn the wrist to pick up, the long sword in the hand of the elf princess soars directly into the sky, in Eti When Princess La had not yet reacted, the Knight King gently changed the goddess of vengeance to his left hand, and his right hand stretched out quickly to pick up the flower fan pinning the elven princess around her waist and opened it.

The next second, the fan of the flower fan opened on Etila's throat: "That's it? I think I should have won, Your Highness, Princess, let me. According to the customs of Azul, I can declare victory. Is it? "

The audience was silent, and the audience was stunned.

Cheers broke out only on the human side. At this time, both the old guard officers and the Phoenix Guards could not help shouting, and even the always serious Julius showed a smile, thinking about this The brother-in-law did a good job.

The cold-hearted Isalion found that the long sword in his waist was only half drawn.

"... It's impossible!" Princess Etila hasn't reacted until now, she actually lost, less than ten moves! She was defeated herself, she was pale and took two steps back: "No, it is impossible, your swordsmanship cannot be comparable to the warlord."

"So the Azurs are all such guys who refuse to admit defeat?" Ryan smiled and put down the fan in his hand. The Knight King's face was full of contempt and sarcasm: "If you win, you will be forced, but if you lose, you will not recognize it?" I have already experienced it once on Eisley, but I did not expect to experience it again on Azul. "

"I didn't admit it!" Princess Etila couldn't hold her face. The elf princess stepped back a few steps in a row. Her face was cloudy and uncertain, but she finally bowed her head: "I admit defeat, you won, human."

"Oh." Ryan made a chuckle from his throat. He knew in his heart that the elven princess did not admit failure, but she secretly changed the concept, defeated and actively conceded the two concepts.

Worthy of being a high elf, even if defeated, there is still a set of sayings, but the high elves are not as shameless as wood elves and are used to tearing up the treaty, so Ryan is too lazy to care about it. Decided to give the other party a step down: "Forget it, I heard that Azul's honor duel has so-called prizes, and I don't want any prizes, this fan is my prize."

"But, that was given to me by the war lord ..." The elven princess reached out and picked up the long sword that had fallen aside. She said anxiously, "Can I change one?"

"If you lose, you lose." At this time, Tyrion hurried up with a team of silver helmet knights. He sighed when he saw the defeat of Princess Attila: "Give him, I will give one more later." New for you. "

"Cut, there is a certain kind of perverted fetish for women's jewelry!"

"Shameless, humans must have taken medicine!"

"Compare again, compare again!"

"Swordsmanship won't count, other things are better than bows and arrows!"

The elves and nobles in the nearby stands shouted.

Tyrion ’s face could n’t be hung a little. He knew the strength of Princess Attila. The elven princess used to be his servant and had a little unclear relationship with him. The war lord thought that it was not a human chosen by Lilith. The strength is almost catching up with me as the guardian of Osuan and the champion of the eternal queen.

It seems that we can no longer be called monkeys in the future. Also, we must evaluate human strength again. There are many thoughts in Terion ’s heart. The fighting power displayed by this group of humans is really amazing. If the old world humans are all If there is such fighting power ...

"Ryan, you are so powerful, you defeated the elven princess at once, and took away her flower fan as a spoils." Surya watched Ryan with great pride, and she looked at Ryan with interest. Flower fan in hand: "Do you particularly like this thing?"

"It was brought to you." Ryan quickly handed the flower fan to his wife. He smiled and said, "Can't you always do nothing?"

"Let's put it here." Surya didn't want anything other women used in her heart, but the Queen of Cavaliers would not embarrass Ryan in public. She knew that Ryan wanted to give Gao Jing a dismount.

Sure enough, high-precision is also more of a face. Swordsmanship is not as good as they recognized, but immediately an elven prince came out: "I am Prince Yrel from the Kingdom of Arian, human beings, and I ask you to compare your arrows Surgery. "

"I can't shoot arrows." Ryan was very honest about this: "I'm a knight. I haven't experienced bow training."

"It's your business if you haven't been trained. Since you can't bow and arrow as a king, is this the case, even if you humans concede defeat?" Prince Yrel said proudly: "That's a peace. Alright? "

"I didn't say I shouldn't fight." Ryan smiled. "Bertrand? Are you going to compete with this elven prince?"

"Follow the order!" Sir Bertrand, the commander of the old guard, strode from the old guard. His pair of eagle eyes burned the fire of the hunter, holding a super artifact blessed by Tal and Leiya. Tal's Bow came to Prince Yrel in front of him: "I'm coming! How can I compare?"

"Please." Prince Yrel chuckled in his heart. Can human archery compare with Azul?

"First shoot accurately, then shoot farther!"

"it is good!"

The two sides began to compare.

First came the 50-meter target. Bertrand and Yrel shot five arrows each, all hitting ten rings.

"One hundred meters!"

The two shot five arrows each, and all hit ten rings!

"Two hundred meters!"

Bertrand tightened his big bow, and the flying arrows he shot shot across the sky like a meteor! Fall down.

"Ten Rings!"

Two hundred and fifty meters, or ten rings!

Three hundred meters, ten rings!

Three hundred and fifty meters, it is still ten rings!

Four hundred meters, hit nine rings!

The audience was shocked, and even Tyrion couldn't close his mouth in surprise. Tens of thousands of high-precision people all quieted down and the needle fell.

Are these human beings monsters?

Prince Yrel was even ashamed. His target of 350 meters had already missed the fifth ring, and even of the target of 400 meters he could not even hit it.

What is the origin of this human being, why haven't we heard of it? Isn't it said that the strongest archery master of mankind is Marcus Wolfhut, Marshal of the Empire's Hunter? Why did this Bertrand suddenly appear?

Half of the sea and half of the flame, the collective cheering of the human side, the sound even covered up the entire barracks of tens of thousands of high-precision troops.

"Hahahaha, this is it? This is it?" Ryan proudly reached out and patted Bertrand's shoulder as an encouragement. He said towards Terion: "That's it? Excuse me, Lord of War, we are now qualified to evaluate the high elves Is it fighting? "

"... Your Majesty the King of Kings laughed, you were qualified." Tyraine and the crowds of high-profile nobles only felt hot on their faces, and the warlord said with a smile: "We are allies, don't be so out of this. "

In this way, the military parade originally used to deter the human army became a place where Lane and others declared their strength. The high-precision men felt that there was no light on their faces, and the rest was over, and finally the military orchestra played together. A high-precision military song "Phoenix Flag Never Falles" even ended the military parade.

Finally, when Ryan was leaving, he secretly put a piece of pie-infused crystal in an obscure corner of the inner city, and then he could directly transmit it as a coordinate through this.

............ Is this? this one? ! The dividing line ...

Everyone thought that the high-precision army would soon be promoted after the parade.

The result is not.

In mid-November, two weeks after the army assembled in Lothern, the High Elf War Council was still arguing and arguing because of who would command the army, how to fight, how to command, and how to distribute troops. .

Grinding haw, the slow-moving high elves made Ryan and Fugan impatient. But now the high-precision army is stationed in the inner city, and now the teleportation is to find death, and Ryan and others have to continue to wait for opportunities.

At the same time, inside the small palace on the corner of the outer city of Lothern.

It was still a dark room, still a familiar floor-to-ceiling mirror, and the figure of the witch king appeared in the mirror: "How is the false king's court? Why haven't you reported the action plan to me? You will suffer because of your incompetence Punish, Omos! "

"Your Majesty, the Pseudo-Wang Ting has been unable to come up with a suitable military plan and deployment. I am anxious for them, really." Shadow said in an apologetic tone: "I have investigated many times, and the War Council has not yet reached an agreement. . "

"It sounds funny." Malkis said humorously, but the shadow could feel angry from his voice, and he bent down in fear so that the Witch King could not see his expression: "This is Consistent with the mother's judgment, without external pressure, our cousins ​​will never unite. "

"There is also news from the Empress Dowager, Your Majesty?" Shadow asked humbly: "Can you share it? This is an important help for our next actions."

"Mother knows these cousins ​​very well, even better than herself." Malkis said casually: "She has had thousands of years of contact with the hedonistic sect on the side of Osuan, even I don't know all the contact methods. , You also want to know. "

"Yes." Shadow quickly bowed to express humility.

What a speech by the Witch King, Malkis does n’t care about deception and self-assertion, he only cares about whether you are useful to him, he knows everything, even if he does n’t know, he will say know because he is the Witch King And when he admits he does n’t know, he must know everything, and observe everything with a foolish expression.

Similarly, only when Malkis is really close to his goal, he will show such a casual expression, so that everyone can not understand what he is thinking.

After being silent for a while, the shadow asked humbly: "Your Majesty, so what should I do next? Please express."

Malekis continued to remain silent for several minutes. The humble servant knew that his master was thinking about everything ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ using the unparalleled wisdom mind and broad view to plan everything.

For a long time, the mirror was finally open: "Forget it, we have no time to wait for this group of weak and wasteful relatives to pass, I will immediately contact our undead allies and Lord Kraken Lockhea-Fallen Heart, let They are preparing to attack the Kingdom of Terenlock! "

"Tularis-Fearer and his army of Kane will attack Nagaris and the Barren Islands from the north of Osuan!"

"The Skaven Ratmen promised to create an aircraft to disturb the maelstrom to facilitate the appearance of the secret guard and its legion on the island of Osu!"

"Your task is to arrange the military strength and strategic and tactical plans of this group of relatives ... if there is, communicate it to me as soon as possible!"

"Yes!" Shadow's voice couldn't stop the excitement and ecstasy.

Once again, again, I do n’t know how many times in six thousand years.

The revenge expedition against Osuan is about to begin again!

"Osuan, it belongs to me!"