Warhammer Throne

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On the battlefield, morale is a kind of mystery. It really affects the situation of the entire battlefield. This kind of thing is controllable. It can be trained, through the accumulation of experience and the personal aura of the general, command and will. Cohesion improves.

However, morale is also uncontrollable, especially when the battle is scorching, any small action may completely collapse morale.

Therefore, Lane has emphasized many times in previous battles, that is, "mountains are immovable."

Tsar Catalina had no idea what kind of change her behavior had caused the whole army.

At the same time, she did not expect that Marshal Fedosov’s army had exerted all of its efforts to this end. Dagnepo was actually not a military fortress at all. This place was barely a small town. There were many loopholes in the city, and the city wall itself was made of stones. As long as those **** barbarians exploded the lower layer with chaotic cannons, the city wall would disintegrate itself under the influence of gravity. Only the river on the right formed part of the barrier, and the city wall itself was not very high. Shooting port, and wooden ladder configuration.

The Marshal’s army has put all his energy on building the defense line since he was stationed. He knows that he is the way to be sacrificed. He has only 10,000 people in his hands, but he has to face a total of 50,000. Army, the only thing he can do is to drag it longer.

From the start of the early morning marshal Konev's assault, the Nazir regiment also began to attack. Fortunately, the Nazir regiment was slow, not moving fast, and the fighting intensity was not high. At first, the Fedosov department was able to support it.

But they are very wrong. In fact, Festus, the champion of the scale of the scale, is different from most of the scales of the scale who only know how to fight dead. This guy has been indoctrinated too much by the fat grandfather. Knowledge is a very cunning and despicable man who knows how to target tactics. As early as a dozen hours ago, he had sent a tens of thousands of people and a small army of demon devil to pass Linsk under the cover of night River.

The focus of the Keslov army is all on the Sin Legion, and no one pays attention to the Legion's side.

Therefore, the pressure on the Fedosov Army was very low at first. It was only an illusion. This illusion made Mrs. Kessler fall into a trap. When there was a double-strike behind him, the army that was still struggling to support suddenly collapsed.

Marshal Fedosov came to the front and tried to save the situation, but unfortunately he was rushed up. The scale champion Champion Demikelis-the big slalom hit with a plague sickle. He was knocked down on the spot and could no longer stand up. He almost lost his command. Fedosov finally seized the opportunity to hand over the command to General Apanashenko before he died, and ordered the army to retreat.

Despite the fact that the scale army's speed of action is indeed not fast, once the army retreats when they meet the enemy, as long as the elite level is slightly worse, they will face only a defeat. In fact, when General Apanashenko led the legion When the remaining army approached the small town of Zedevka, there were only a few hundred soldiers left in the army of 10,000 people.

It is simply impossible to stop the Nazir Corps about to attack.

But at this time, the frontline army of Kislov finally ushered in a total collapse. With the retreat of the tsar, the Konev, Zayev, and Rokosovsky departments that insisted on hard were like It was like a pug with a broken bone, it was defeated.

"My army is defeated! My army is defeated!"

"The tsar abandoned us!"

"The battle has failed!"

The rumors spread wildly, and the soldiers have reached their limits no matter their physical strength. When they heard the news, they collapsed instantly, and the battlefield was full of Kishlov soldiers fleeing everywhere.

"What are you doing? What are you all doing? You are not a group of frightened rabbits!" Marshal Konev yelled wildly as he stood in the middle of the defeated army, stepping on the handsome flag of Prince Siegwald at his feet. The Champion of Evil God even threw the handsome flag in order to escape, but now Marshal Konev can only watch the sides. His troops are collapsing to the road of destruction. The marshal is like a sword, and he spread his arms. Roaring in the middle of the road: "You are soldiers! Remember, you are soldiers!"

"Nikola! What are you doing, you are a major general!" Konev soon discovered that the general he appointed was also escaping, but the general apparently did not hear him. The battlefield was too noisy, and that group of colors The Sin Legion desperately released noise to try to defeat Mrs. Kessler's will.

"Soldiers, get together, don't give up!" Konev was still trying in vain: "The Noskas came too late, and the Sin Legion has been defeated by us! Don't you understand, you only need one charge We can defeat the Sin Legion. The Sin Legion has failed. Where is your faith?"

It's no use, his army has been defeated, and the marshal looked at the soldiers running wildly, closing his eyes in despair. He noticed that there were more than 25,000 deaths and injuries, only relying on Siegwald and the devil prince The morale of the Sinister Corps, which was forcibly supported by the Warlords, was revived.

It was no longer possible to defeat, and the Marshal took out a beautiful hand from his arms. He laughed, and two lines of tears shed. The Marshal untied the reins of the giant bear's mount, signaled it to run away quickly, and then raised After the fire, he pressed his chin: "It's over, everything in Kislov is over, I fight to the end of my life."

"boom!"

On the other side, Rokosovsky also roared among the soldiers. He pulled the sleeve of a Klim guard and roared towards the czarist guard: "Go forward! Go forward!"

Krim's guard's face showed a shameful expression, but he didn't give up and fled, and Rokosovsky was thrown away. The marshal roared angrily: "Come with me! Don't give up, with me Fight together!"

It was useless, the army was completely defeated, and Rokosovsky found two Krim guards running away. He was so angry that his entire face flushed: "Mrs. Keesler! Fight with me, you Is it heir of Esun?"

"Are you the Tsarist Guards? Are you the glorious Klim guards and the Krishna warriors? Fight with me!" Rokosovsky called the soldiers in vain to return to the position: "For another period of time, We can defeat the enemy! Don’t you know me? I’m Konstantin Konstantinovich Rokosovsky! Marshal Bear Cavalry!"

"Constan Dante!" At this time, Marshal Wing Cavalry and Head of the Griffon Legion Romanov rushed from afar. The Marshal Wing Cavalry handed the banner of the Griffon Legion to Rokosovsky: " Get on the horse and use this! Gather all the remaining soldiers you can summon and kill! Hurry up!!!"

"No! If we fail here, everything in Kislov is over!" Marshal Bear Cavalry shouted frantically, with tears in his eyes: "Unacceptable! Even if we can escape, Kisler Husband can't stop chaos!"

"Run! Go to Olengrad! There are some decent troops there. Hurry! Take the news over, time is running out!" Romanov forcibly stuffed the banner of the Griffon Legion and his own reins into Rocco. In the hands of Sovsky: "Me and my personal soldiers will buy you time!"

Olengrad? Rokosovsky suddenly remembered, yes, there is an elite force in Kislov who did not participate in this war!

The three thousand red navy under the command of Kuznetsov, the navy marshal of Kislov!

Thinking of this, Rokosovsky no longer hesitated, he immediately turned on his horse and raised the banner of the Winged Cavalry Griffon Legion: "Soldiers, follow me, kill!"

The legendary flag of the Griffon Legion fluttered in the air, symbolizing the last glory of Keslov. The cavalrymen saw this legendary flag and finally restored a little morale, trying to reorganize under this flag.

Rokosovsky gathered about a team of bear cavalry, eight hundred wing cavalry and about 4,000 Ugol bow cavalry, forcibly rushed out of the battlefield, and the attention of the Norska predator riders focused on the whole piece The Kislev infantry who fled around the snowfield were not in a hurry to catch up, and Wing Cavalry Field Marshal Romanov and a dozen of his own soldiers were immediately engulfed by the chaotic torrent.

At this time, the battlefield had been transformed into a slaughterhouse. In the face of the collapsed Mrs. Keesler, the barbarians would not give them any chance. The Supreme King Esslin broke through the ice. He personally commanded the marauder rider and the barbarian. In a terrible massacre, the Noska Icefield wolf chariot passed over the battlefield and harvested the life of Mrs. Kessler, and he personally led the Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry around.

Just above the hillside covered with blood and corpses, the beauty Prince Siegwald happily held the middle and ring fingers in the palm, put both hands to the ears, twisted the body, and began his performance.

"Sin and Sin~"

"Towards your heart's color, color and color!"

"Here is Siegwald passing happiness!"

"Sin, Sin, remember to love Sin today!"

"Cappa~" The devil prince Azathir laughed wildly and applauded. After enough laughter, it pointed to the scene of Mrs. Keesler's defeat and laughed: "Master's adopted son, you have seen 50,000 Is it a human race?"

"Of course! Pass me the command, and the whole army advances!" Prince Siegwald reached out and stroked his long blond hair, proudly, as if the previous failure did not exist: "Chaos Knight, follow me, only one goal , I will take that female tsar back to my palace today!"

"Forward, for sin, for the great Prince Siegwald!" The Chaos Knights were dispatched, aiming directly at the tsar who had approached the collapse.

At this time, the Tsar's Chinese army had become a mess. Katalin and the Ice Witches tried to save the situation. She sent all the remaining wing cavalry to Lieutenant General Vlasov to let him intercept and pursue. Barbarian people, trying to delay time.

But the army was defeated, and the army of thousands of people soon had less than two thousand people left, and the barbarians rushed from two directions, and the army was in chaos. At this time, a loud voice came from far away. Came from everywhere.

"Lieutenant General Vlasov betrayed! He and his wing cavalry surrendered to the Nosca!"

Catalina couldn't believe she heard the news, but immediately, the second message came.

"Konev's Army is defeated, Zayev's Army is defeated! Rokosovsky defeated and escaped!!!"

A burst of Venus passed before her, and Catalina almost fainted. She almost fell off the sledge and barely supported the railing.

At this point, a group of Sin Knights had rushed towards the Tsar under the leadership of Prince Siegwald, and on the other side, Eislin's Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry was carrying two or three thousand Norska Marauder riders. Get close!

In addition, a large group of chaotic troops have also rushed in. The Nuska Barbarians followed various giant beasts and war elephants. The soldiers of the Sin Legion also appeared from afar, and worse, A series of green dots also appeared on the horizon on the east side, that is the Legionnaire's Corps!

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, you must leave immediately! Your Majesty!" The blue robe on the second ice master witch, Vanessa, was broken everywhere, and several wounds were bleeding. She ran next to the sled and shouted.

"No! If I die, I will die on the battlefield too, with my people and soldiers!" The female tsar strongly disagreed.

"Please, Your Majesty!" Vanessa pointed to the distance: "You can't fall into the hands of chaos! Kislov needs you, and this kingdom cannot live without you!"

Catarine looked in the direction of Vanessa's fingers, and then a deep chill spread into her body.

An ice witch was caught by the sin evil demon, and the twisted strange evil demon spit out a long tongue-like and claw-like appendage from his mouth, and immediately flicked, screaming and despairing in the ice witch The trembling of fear was inserted into her celestial cover, and then the evil devil sucked vigorously like a straw, sucking the brain of the ice witch all clean, and then throwing the body to the side, there was a group of low-level The demon and the evil believer went up to eat, and blood and minced meat were scattered.

Catalina was frightened, she could never say anything she wanted to die from.

"Your Majesty, we have failed!" Vanessa shouted, she took a dagger from the sleeve of her sleeve, and stabbed it directly on the reindeer's buttocks. The reindeer ate pain, and ran quickly with Catalin and her sled. Far.

"Mount! You also withdraw!" Vanessa then summoned the ice wall to block the road, signaling the remaining ice guards and the Boye nobles to flee their lives, and most of the Klim guards, Quesad warriors and shooting troops Will stay and fight for time for the female tsar to escape.

On the other side, the Noska Supreme King Isling is leading more than three thousand cavalry from a distance to prepare to chase the female tsar. At this time, a team of about thirty wing cavalry suddenly appeared from the side, led by The Winged Cavalry was the commander-in-chief Dimitri Zayev of Kislov. He lifted his scimitar towards Essling and shouted: "I am Keslov, the hypocrite of Noska. Grand Marshal, Dmitry Zayev! If you have any kind, just take your people over and we will have a championship showdown with you!"

"Follow me! Follow me, kill all the Yankees with bird hair floating behind them!" The championship duel is the only vows and rules to be observed by the barbarians. Essling was irritated, and the Noska Supreme King gave up personally chasing the woman. Tsar, he divided more than two thousand horses to continue the pursuit, and led the remaining one thousand Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry and the Nosca Marauder Cavalry towards General Zayev.

Twenty minutes later, the south bank of the Torsol River.

"Marshal, the Torsol River is in front, and the chaos army is on the other side!" Is bound to be caught up.

"Stop! Turn around!" Zayev closed his eyes, and Grand Marshal Kislov motioned the wing cavalry to turn around.

Most of the remaining 30-odd rides were wounded, and everyone knew they could not escape, but they did not have any cowardice, no shaking, or even any anger, and everyone had only indifference and determination.

They are the spear of the kingdom and the shield of the kingdom. Their original intention was to protect the ice kingdom.

This made Aislin rushing over a bit surprised. The Noska Supreme King suddenly raised the rune giant sword in his hand and signaled all the cavalry to stop first: "Huh? This group of Southerners may not be as vulnerable as expected. "

The two sides looked at each other at a distance of about seventy meters.

In the distance, the battlefield is being slaughtered. Hundreds of smoke and flames rise from the sky.

"Wing cavalry! Line up!" Zayev issued an order, and more than thirty wing cavalry were lined up in a uniform array, illustrating their determination.

"Your Majesty, this group of Yankees seems to intend to use these more than thirty people to fight us!" The fearful champion Fanot-Ben Hasar understood the meaning of the group of wing cavalry and said towards Essling.

"These Yankees are very glorious and courageous." Eslin's giant double horns chaotic helmet sprayed a white mist, and the four gods of Chaos nodded slightly: "It is worth affirming."

"Brothers! Drink all the vodka on your body, and never leave a drop for this group of chaotic dog mongrels!" Zayev first took out his vodka from his arms, and drank the whole bottle of vodka in tons.

All the wing cavalry followed suit. They drank the remaining vodka in one breath, and then smashed the bottle to the ground.

"Son of Kislov, listen to my orders, for Keslov, for Esun, for Tsar Katalin!" Grand Marshal Zayev pulled the reins first and patted the horse's belly: "Go forward! Ula!"

"Ullah!!!" Everyone burst into a loud slogan.

Thirty or so cavalry cavalry rushed directly towards the opposite thousand riders. Their number was not large, but their momentum was superior to thousands of troops.

"Everyone! Charge! For the mountains of Noska! For the chaos!!!" Esslin also ordered all the cavalry to start the attack. The Noskas raised their spears and circled their tomahawks in the air, praising chaos frantically. The four gods are rolling like a mudslide.

The cavalry hedged, the steel collided, the spear pierced, the machete slashed, and the tomahawk hit it.

The two sides crossed, the barbarian fell more than fifty rides, and the wing cavalry left only five rides.

The wing cavalry turned their horses, no one escaped, no one wavered, their faces were only cold and determined.

"Go forward! Son of Kislov!" Grand Marshal Zayev said nothing redundant.

"Charge!" Supreme King Esslin also didn't say anything redundant. Thirty to one thousand. The Nanaos have proved their courage and glory. Aslin suddenly felt deeply regretful from the depths of his heart. Omins occasionally have this kind of guts. Guys, they just went the wrong way and didn’t embrace the true civilization and choose the right **** to serve.

"Ula!!!" The five wing cavalry charged again towards the Nosca cavalry. Their fearless performance made many Nosca slap their fists on their chests, paying tribute.

Grand Marshal Zayev took a last look at the land.

Winged cavalry's pointed helmet and gorgeous wings behind, Kislov's flag fluttered high, black land, snow-capped mountains, scenes of sabers waving horses, and the sky shouted "Ula".

In order to protect their homeland and protect their kingdom as life, the wing cavalry were assembled and embarked on the battlefield to resist the tide of destruction in the north. That was the goal and wish of generation after generation for this.

Wing cavalry can't get much military pay, not much favorable treatment, and often have to rely on going out as a mercenary to ensure income and the cost of horses and weapons, but everyone has no regrets, because facing the most terrible The enemy is always threatened. Someone has to stand up and sacrifice. Someone has to work hard for no return. It is this spirit that has been passed down from generation to generation that supports humanity in this dark and desperate world. , The only light that illuminates everyone.

With frowning eyebrows, wide mouth, high cheekbones, deep eyes, burning eyes, sadness and passion, blood and tenderness, Marshal Zayev gave the final roar again~www.ltnovel.com~ Uralalalah! ! ! ! "

A minute later, the battle on the Torsall River ended.

"Pass me the order!" Vakar-Islin, the Nosaka High King, put away his weapons and said towards his guard. "Just find a place here and bury all the armor and weapons of these wing cavalry!" They are all true warriors!"

"Yes!" The barbarians all nodded, and they decided to place the skulls of these warriors in their most prominent position to show respect to them.

Then, just above the battlefield, a huge massacre began.

The battle of Zedevka ended here. The Chaos army lost more than 38,000 people, and the Kislov army had only a part of the cavalry of the Rokosovsky department, and a very small part of the Katarin department. Boye nobles, ice witches, and ice guards escaped the battlefield, and the rest of the Kislov army was slaughtered, and the skulls of more than 50,000 people piled up into a giant Beijing view to show the chaotic martial arts and endlessness. glory.

And in the evening light, the chase of the tsar continued, and the beauty Prince Siegwald personally led more than a thousand chaos knights and two thousand barbarian marauder riders from Esslin to launch against the tsar's sled. Chase.

"Catch the Czar alive! Enjoy a color artifact! Promote the chaos champion on the spot!"

"Catch the Czar alive! Catch the Czar alive!"

At the same time, the gods of Chaos laughed with satisfaction. They were very satisfied with the results of this war and decided to give their rewards.

In addition to the hundreds of thousands of chaotic troops heading southward in the wasteland of the north, the barbarians who are eager for war are constantly coming from the wasteland of the north and Nosca and Kurgan. , Ready to go south. (Poxing Stone Academy https://)