Warhammer Throne

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At the beginning of the empire calendar 2521, the old world, empire, Midden collar, Middenheim.

A luxury carriage was escorted by the White Wolf Knights to the Royal Conservatory of White Wolf City.

At this time, two young and beautiful female students of the Conservatory were already standing at the door waiting.

They are all natives of Middenheim, blond and blue-eyed and their faces are very beautiful but not too gorgeous, one holding an organ and the other holding a marin.

A senior member of the White Wolf Knights, a member of the Teutonic O'Hen Guard, and the chairman of the Axe Brotherhood of the Midden leader military organization, Klaus Staufenberg strode out of the carriage. The Teutonic guard is over fifty this year. He has been in service for nearly forty years. He saw the two girls and smiled politely: "Hello, you were very satisfied with the performance last time, so I want to invite you to play for you this time."

"Yes!" The two girls couldn't help being excited.

They all came from local nobles in Middenheim. Now everyone knows that Anne, the second wife of the elector Boris-Todd Blinger, has "died out of illness." Recently, the elector himself has been extremely depressed and far away from government affairs. During the days of autism, the court ministers of Middenheim took advantage of the opportunity to control the military and political power for their own benefit, and on the other hand they also talked about renewing the choir to the emperor himself, so they took the initiative to choose some aristocratic ladies to offer to Boris. Elector.

Although the Elector Boris himself is nearly 80 years old this year, it is said that reliable sources say that Boris has "rebooted" after 55 years of age. However, after getting help from the Wood Elf and drinking the Fountain of Life, there are many sources of information. It proved that Boris succeeded in "reinvigorating the glory".

The two girls are naturally very eager to be the madam of the electorate, which means to become half the master of White Wolf City, and Boris now has only two children and one daughter. The eldest son Heinrich is an illegitimate child, although Excellent in military and political affairs, but not a direct son. The second son, Stefan, is the eldest son, but he advocates violence and has perverse behavior and suffers from congenital diseases. His daughter Katie is excellent in every aspect, but she is also an illegitimate child. If she can marry Boris to choose Emperor, if you can have a son...

"Please." Claus-Staufenberg motioned for the two girls to get on the carriage.

On the other side, the Electoral Palace of Middenheim, Charlottenburg Palace.

Elector Boris, who has not seen his face for a long time, strode into the inner room under the guidance of his godson, the Midden leader and the flag officer of White Wolf City, the captain of the Teutonic Guard, the White Wolf Paladin, and von Tugenheim. .

The indoor environment is very simple, a long table, a few seats, a wolf skin carpet on the floor, and a tapestry on the wall with a portrait of the white wolf **** Urik, the glorious history of the wolf emperors, and a midden collar. Famous battle.

Also present at the meeting were Boris' eldest son, Field Marshal Heinrich of Middenheim, and his second son, Baron Stefan, Middenheim.

"Sit, sit." Boris seems to be really old. This oldness does not come from his body, but from his heart. After all, the wife who has slept in the same bed for many years turned out to be a bitch. The cultists really shocked Boris, especially in the final investigation, the conclusions were even more bloody-Annie was not a cultist at first, but Boris was busy with internal affairs and leading the army. Being alone and lonely, I finally came into contact with the sect of **** in order to seek spiritual sustenance.

"Where's Klaus? And Goethe? Why haven't they come yet?" Boris asked casually.

"It should be on the road, father, I'll go and ask." Heinrich got up when he saw this.

"No need, wait a moment." Boris Sketched Genheim to open the wine. On the table was the best old world wine Lusalus imported from the Duchy of Winford, Brittany. The elector relaxed. Leaning on the chair, he asked casually: "How is Drachwald?"

"War is very difficult. One-eyed Kazzak is too cunning. This beast is constantly harassing the towns along our route. He kills when he sees people and grabs things when he sees things. Once we dispatch an army, Kazzak will immediately escape into the depths of the Black Forest." Marshal Heinrich said helplessly: "Father, if this continues, we can only be exhausted."

"Then burn the forest and burn it down! Otherwise, send a lumberjack to cut down all the forest for me, cut it down!" Baron Stefan said irritably, "I don't believe it, no forest, beast What can people do!"

Boris, Tugenheim, and Heinrich all looked at the eldest son with stupid eyes.

Our baron has never figured out that it is not that there is a large black forest in the territory of the empire, but the territory of the empire is located in a large black forest! Are you going to burn the Midden collar and the Black Forest together?

With the influence of chaos, the Black Forest can recover in just a few years, and the town and population want to recover in a few years?

As for cutting trees, it’s even more ridiculous. A lone lumberjack cuts down trees. Does the orcs watch you cut? If an army is sent to protect it, then military spending and food supplies will be enough to crush the finances.

The current effective way to deal with the orcs is to establish settlements on the edge of the forest, build roads, and then slowly build villages and outposts, bit by bit to eat into the Black Forest. This was originally an effective method, but the orcs have been like It was just like a nerve, endlessly pouring out of the black forest, and there was no way to kill it. If it hadn't been for the battle of the Three Kings that had eliminated almost all the elite troops of the orcs, the situation of Midden would be worse now.

"Dozens of villages have been destroyed." Heinrich shook his head: "No matter what, the Beastman will appear in our town or even near the city sooner or later."

"Forget it, it's useless to say it now. Sooner or later, I will dug out Kazak's remaining eye." Boris seemed to have no intention to continue. The elector heard footsteps outside: "Ah, here comes!"

Standing outside the door, the Teutonic guard Klaus gave the final instructions to the two girls: "Be sure to remember that no matter what you say, you must treat it as if you haven't heard it, unless you take the initiative to talk to you. Otherwise, don't try to answer any words."

"Remember." The two conservatory girls nodded one after another.

The door of the room opened, and seeing the two girls, Tugenheim nodded: "Please come in."

Teutonic O'Hen guard Klaus did not take the seat. He said that he was standing outside, and then Boris’s intelligence minister Goethe took the seat.

Goethe was a tall and thin gentleman with a bald head. He was trusted by Boris as the Minister of Intelligence for several years.

"It's so beautiful, what's your name?" Boris motioned to two young girls to sit next to him. He noticed that one young girl was particularly beautiful, especially the lovely and weak Liu Fufeng appearance that made a man rise endlessly. The desire to protect, so he asked actively.

"My name is Louise von August." The girl nodded: "This year...I am 18 years old this year."

"Ha, I listened to your performance last time and it was very good, so I invite you to come again this time." Boris leaned back on the chair seat relaxedly.

The banquet continued, several people toasted together.

The two conservatory girls began to play the famous Middenheim military anthem "Uric Glory March". Sure enough, as Boris said, the level of the two girls is extremely high, and several of them happily beat the beat.

Boris Todd Blinger beats his hands and shakes his head, as the elector himself recalls his life.

He is the son of Middenheim and the wolf cub of Urik.

He used to be the bravest warrior in White Wolf City, with the loudest voice and the most bold alcohol.

He once led the election and almost became the Emperor of the Empire.

He once questioned Karl Franz's rule more than once and wanted to stand on his own as the Wolf Emperor.

But Boris is a person who respects order and rules after all. The voice of the elector now becomes hoarse, and the passion for fighting is fading from him. He feels tired and old. His two wives have passed away, and the number of beasts has fought. Failing to get a bargain made Boris even more frustrated.

To make matters worse, this heir of his own, arrogant, arrogant, obsessed with violence and alcoholism, Boris couldn't help but glance at Stefan, his son. He was disappointed with this son and wanted to change his position more than once. Heinrich, but in the end always gave up because of the advice of the nobles and the love for his first wife.

The elector was still wandering away, but Tugenheim, the banner officer, the white wolf paladin, and Boris’ godson, found that Goethe, the intelligence minister, was a little absent-minded. He poured himself a glass of wine and smiled at Goethe: "What's the matter? , Lord Goethe, are you not feeling well?"

"No." Intelligence Minister Goethe shook his head and stood up: "I have drunk too much alcohol, I will wash my hands."

"it is good."

The Minister of Intelligence left the room. In a library outside the palace of the elector, several nobles and bureaucrats were waiting: "What's the plan?"

Goethe said in a deep voice: "Follow the plan!"

"Time is approaching, we will get rid of the shadows and run rampant in the world!"

"Chaos envelopes the earth, and only believers receive the grace of the gods!"

"Praise Yin Qi, the master of change!"

"Praise Yin Qi, the master of change!"

Everyone took out a white towel, on which a purple **** handprint was visible, and two exquisite short-tube double-fired guns were hidden in the clothes of the Minister of Information.

When he returned to the room, the song had been changed, and the two female singers were singing an ancient Midden-leading love song "I Love You".

"I love you~ I love you from my heart~"

"But you left me~"

"I don't know how many tears I shed for you~"

Boris was a little silly. The elector thought of his two dead wives and couldn't help but tears. Tugenheim thought of his father, Phil who died in the battle with one-eyed Kazak. Lentin, Heinrich remembered his mother, who was of humble birth and had already passed away.

"Yeah yeah~ yeah yeah yeah yeah~"

"Yeah yeah~ yeah yeah yeah yeah~"

Goethe's heart was beating wildly, and he secretly reached out and grabbed the firecracker on the waist belt under his coat.

The Minister of Intelligence had fallen into chaos more than ten years ago and became a member of the Uzi Hand of the Tricky Sect, but every time Goethe saw the noble character of Boris and the sacrifice of the White Wolf Knights to defend the imperial territory , Will feel shaken by their choice.

He still hesitated in his heart.

"Don't be so bitter, let's have a drink!" At this moment, Baron Stefan suddenly smiled at Goethe. Baron drooled. He drank a little too much and became confused. At this time, the few people present were all indulged in the singing. Only this guy was heartless. He took the initiative to grab the wine bottle on the table and poured Goethe a full glass: "Come on."

"Ah, thanks..." The Minister of Information could only take the glass and take a sip.

"Hahahaha! I am so happy today~" Baron Stefan turned his attention away.

There is no choice! Goethe finally made up his mind.

"I love you~ I love you from my heart~"

"But you left me~"

"I miss you every night~"

"Yeah yeah~ yeah yeah yeah yeah~"

"Yeah yeah~ yeah yeah yeah yeah~"

Goethe gritted his teeth, and the Minister of Information gradually made up his mind.

Is it wrong to want to stand on the winning side?

Year after year, the activities of the orcs became bolder, and the predators became stronger.

Year after year, there are more and more mutants in the empire, and the situation is getting worse.

We are fighting a battle that is sure to lose.

I am a pragmatist, and yes, it was the empire that made me rich. But when Middenheim falls into flames, chaos will allow me to survive, and the people of the empire will become food for beasts or sacrifices to gods. Continue to survive and even go to prosperity!

The Lord of Destiny will be generous to those who fear him.

Yes, treat each other generously!

Goethe grabbed his own glass, poured a whole glass of wine into his throat, and then shouted directly at Baron Stefan next to him: "Baron, you don't support your Excellency, who else will do it?"

The singing stopped for an instant, and several people in the room looked at the Minister of Intelligence with strange faces.

What are you doing?

"Your Excellency, with these worms, how can you embrace true civilization!" Goethe drew out the firecrackers, and shot at Marshal Heinrich of Middenheim with a shot in the chest: "Heinrich, you are a pale soul , Dare to fight against the son of chaos!"

"Bang!" Field Marshal Heinrich of Middenheim was shot in the chest, and blood suddenly surged. He clutched his chest and fell to the ground: "Ge, Mr. Goethe, what are you doing?"

"Are you going to rebel?" Boris was also shocked by what happened before him. The elector yelled, "Goethe!"

"It's gunshots!" The guards on guard in the outer hall heard the gunshots in the inner hall and were about to get up.

"Brush!" The senior Teutonic O'Hen guard Klaus Stauffenberg drew out his battle axe and beheaded several young guards carefully selected by Boris on the spot. The blood shed all over the ground. The two white wolf knights around When a cheetah rider was about to rush up in shock, the other Teutonic guard immediately took out his weapon, and while the two white wolf riders were not defending themselves, a sword pierced the neck of a white wolf rider from behind. Then use the axe to easily move the remaining two white wolf knights and cheetah knights.

The entire guard room instantly bleeds to the ground.

The two Teutonic guards who entered the inner ring of the White Wolf Knights after heavy selection, symbolizing the highest glory of Middenheim, the military elite and nobles smiled at each other. They were bathed in blood and showed their true colors. The dead man's flesh and blood were cut off, gulped and drank the warm blood.

"For the Scarlet Skull Order! For fear of abuse!"

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull Offering Skull Seat!"

There was no movement from the guards outside, and there was chaos in the inner hall. One young girl was so scared that she was crawling and running, and the other was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.

Goethe sneered. He fired another shot, heading Baron Stefan directly, and then took out the second firecracker from his waist: "Your Excellency, this is because you didn't choose the right path, so don't blame me."

"Guard! Guard!" Boris shouted anxiously.

"Are you looking for Klaus? It's a pity, he and Bud are both members of the Scarlet Skull Order." Goethe sneered, and the firecracker in his hand aimed at Boris's head: "Goodbye, sir."

"Bang!" The bullet fired, but Boris quickly avoided. The shot only hit Boris's left lung, and the elector fell to the ground in pain, but it was not enough to kill a sanctuary strong.

"No!" The White Wolf Paladin Tugenheim sat the farthest, he wanted to rush over, but it was too late.

Just as Goethe fired a second shot at Boris, the girl Louise von Auguste sitting next to Boris suddenly let out a sharp roar, her face became extremely pale and her eyes were blood red. , The original pink hand stretched out sharp claws, and with a wave of the claws, the bullet was crushed!

"What?" Goethe was shocked: "Vampire?"

"Lemia family, Louise Auguste Lemia is here." The girl guarded Boris behind her, her sharp fangs twinkling under the light of the inner hall: "Sorry, blood ancestors have Purpose, the electorate cannot die here."

"Come here!" Goethe yelled, and two corrupted Teutonic guards came in. They killed the Middenheim Marshal Heinrich on the spot, and then rushed towards the fallen Boris together.

"Tugenheim! Take the elector and leave the secret passage in the room immediately!" The girl's sharp voice penetrated the entire inner hall: "He can't die!"

"I see!" Tugenheim didn't carry weapons on his body~www.ltnovel.com~ Although shocked at why the vampire would save his godfather, the White Wolf Paladin immediately made a decision in the chaos. The injured Boris was carried on his body and quickly left from the secret tunnel of the inner hall that few people knew.

On this day, the palace of the Electors burst into flames.

There was a great upheaval in Middenheim and the whole city was under martial law.

Boris Todd Blinger was shot by a musket but escaped his life.

However, the Elector was hit again, and his two heirs, Marshal Heinrich and Baron Stefan, died in this terrible disaster.

The depressed Boris was completely autistic, paralyzing the entire Midden collar and Middenheim's court institutions.

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