Warhammer Throne

"Warhammer Seat (

On the relatively less rugged mountain road in Pallaon, Ryan, Suria and Talleyrand rode side by side on their horses, but Talleyrand deliberately fell behind Ryan and Suria by half a step. The high-quality lame seemed to be thinking, and it seemed that waiting.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, Ryan spoke: "Do you think we should reconcile with Nephrata, the blood ancestor of Lamia?"

"If we reconcile with Nephrata, then what are the nobles and soldiers who died in the **** battle at Valaya Gate?" Suria shook her head, and the Queen Knight said very displeased: "But for now Judging from the situation, Nephrata is still useful to us, so we might as well endure for a while and see how sincere she is. Furthermore, as the little girl said, at the point of Nagash’s resurrection, We are in the same camp as Nephrata."

"Yes, everything is in the national interest. If you don't know how to endure, you are not a mature king. I just taught Devinhill about this." Ryan shook his head helplessly, and the Sun King asked Talleyrand: " What do you think, Talleyrand?"

"Your Majesty, Lamia's penetration of human society and high-level organizations is the best in the old world." Talleyrand said carefully: "We can use this line, because there is almost no intelligence organization that can compare with the Lamia Sisterhood. ."

"Then what do you think of Nephrata's sincerity?" Ryan smiled and then asked.

"The essence of loyalty is because the price of betrayal is too high. At least until Nagash is resurrected, or we successfully prevent the resurrection of Nagash, the blood ancestor of Lamia is somewhat credible." Talleyrand After thinking for a while, I decided to say three points and leave seven points: "After all, we know too little about the undead. In this dark age, as long as we are willing to cooperate, we should first let go of the grudges and stop the eternal gods and the dead. The Lord is the national policy formulated by His Majesty."

"Yes." Ryan didn't say more when he heard the words. He made a summary: "Things must always be done one by one. The top priority is to solve Mogul first, and then consider other things."

"Your Majesty is wise."

Two weeks later, outside the city of Pallaon, on a large clearing near the Great Forest of Essolorun.

The largest banquet between Breton and the Wood Elves in history was held here.

Hundreds of holy grail knights, all the dukes and marshals of Brittany except Raun, the hundred battle veterans of the old guards and an entire group of Lake God Prophets were all present.

On the wood elves side, almost all of the ten wood elves of the woods have arrived. The thorn sisters escorted Queen Ariel to the other side of the venue. Dozens of wood elves and princesses have arrived. For thousands of years, this is The wood elves left the forest on the largest scale, and they did not receive such a large-scale courtesy even when the envoys of high elves visited.

It is very rare that both humans and wood elves are happy to see this military alliance and think that they are earning blood.

For the wood elves, as long as they can get rid of Mogul, the people of Isoloren are willing to pay all the price, everything, more than once, Ariel even wanted to sacrifice himself and Mogul to die together. In the long years, I don’t know how many wood elves died or went mad because of Mogul’s corruption. In order to completely eliminate Mogul, the wood elves have used all means at all costs. Now they just send the Twilight sisters without sacrificing them. , Just by letting them become personal maids similar to ambassadors abroad and Ryan's sons, they can have a chance to get rid of Mogul. Isn't this blood earned?

For Ryan, the wood elves can join the war against the final moments. Don’t leave the house alone. The great combat power is liberated. It can also guard against the Skaven Rats and greatly compensate for the army’s presence. The weakness in long-range firepower, isn't this a very good deal? Mogul may be an invincible nightmare for the wood elves, but it is not the case for Lane. As the original gray knight, Lane has the power to suppress Mogul. What he has to do now is in actual combat. Find out what Mogul's origin and its special abilities bestowed by the Four Chaos Gods are, and then destroy and purify it.

Generally speaking, it's just selling a son. Selling his son in exchange for a large army and a pair of twin sanctuary high-level strong personal maids. This transaction is still very cost-effective. Ryan feels that not only his own blood is earned, but Devonshire also makes blood. !

In this case, both sides feel that they have made a lot of blood and made a lot of money.

Because of this, everyone at the banquet was very happy, and it was rare for the guests and hosts to enjoy themselves. Wood elves sang and danced in the woods, performed war dances and magic, and singers flew in the crowd and revolved in the sky.

The prophets of the lake praising the holy name of the fairy in the lake, the witches of Garland are performing fireworks under the leadership of Veronica, the knights of the Holy Grail show their martial arts and strength, and the craftsmen of the major duchy show themselves everywhere The traditional culture of the Principality, of course, is also indispensable to the various big discounts and preferential promotions offered by the merchants, and the hot "Double 12 Shopping Festival Carnival".

At the banquet, Ryan, wearing a red and blue king silk banquet gown, wearing a knight's crown, and wearing a platinum chalice cloak stood in the middle of the banquet. To his left and right stood the queen of knight Sulia, and on his right was the Genesis of the World Devourer. Body Anglang.

"I know the truth, but why are they pointed ears?" Angland rarely changed his old farmer's clothes and put on a custom-made dress. He didn't want to come, but his nephew did something like this. Wang couldn't help but come, and he yelled like complaining: "So are you, Fukun, and Gilliman, no wonder German is also, forget it, you like it."

"Haha~ Where's that little **** Devonshire?" Ryan was holding a wine glass, and the sun king was aloof, standing on the high platform in the middle of the banquet like a mountain. He glanced around: "He is the master today, how about people?"

"Should be coming soon?" Su Liya, who was also dressed up, motioned to Ryan to calm down: "Wait, don't worry, dear."

"Oh! Coming!" Anglang's eyes were sharp, and his uncle stared at his nephew, suddenly startled.

In the fireworks and singing and dancing, today's protagonist appeared.

Devonhill and the Twilight sisters walked out side by side and strode into the banquet scene.

The pure white long-breasted cedar, a little golden iris flower pattern decoration, slim leggings, lace neckline cuffs, long velvet cloak embroidered with the Makado family crest, a dress is full of grandeur, Gorgeous, exaggerated, full of vitality and vitality, the young baron is as gorgeous as a flower covering the night sky, like a pure and flawless jade, the face of the unparalleled boy is slightly shy but full of nobleness, courtesy and innocence.

On the left hand side of Devon Hill, Nestla is wearing a peach water porcelain wave cascading graceful one-piece dress, matching white silk pantyhose and blue high heels. She is cute and lively, in the fireworks In the singing, she was like an elf in the dark night, happily enjoying and exploring everything at the banquet, which was originally her stage.

On the right hand side, Alohan is wearing a moonlit night frosty frosty heart one-piece dress, with black silk pantyhose and red high heels. She is glamorous, lonely and proud, in the cold winter and deep night sky. Among them, she is like a winter plum blooming in the proud snow, indifferent to everything, only when she looks at Devin Hill will her face show a fascinating smile.

Anglang was stunned. The eyes of the Primordial World Devourer were slightly red. He watched Devin Hill enter the venue among the Twilight Sisters, opened his mouth, and finally only said one sentence: "You are young, so good." , Okay, okay, no matter how great a hero is, he will grow old and get tired. If I can get this kind of treatment in Nucheria...Don't say it, don't say it."

After speaking, Anglang turned around and left his back to Ryan and Suria.

"Yes, think about it. When I was fifteen or six years old, I was just a Nordic bun, training hard to fight against the barbarians, traveling and wandering around as a trainee knight." Ryan looked at his son with emotion. Qian, he looked at Su Liya, and the husband and wife looked at each other and smiled: "A good life without him."

"Madam said, the wood elves like young human boys because they like the vitality and purity of them." Su Liya also looked at her son, and the queen knight reached out and stroked the teardrops in the corner of her eyes: "Wait until you are eighteen or nineteen. Afterwards, from the devastation of fighting, the pressure of life, and the wear and tear of work, most human males will gradually lose their full vitality and purity, and their attractiveness to wood elves will greatly decrease, but German is different from others."

"Relax, my blood is still very strong in German at least, as is the charm, so is the psionic power." Ryan took Suria a step forward.

"father."

"His Majesty the Sun King." *2

Devonhill first knelt on one knee and greeted his great father, while Sister Twilight subconsciously looked towards Alaire in the distance, and when she saw the Queen of Wood Elf nodding, she also knelt on one knee.

"Good, good, good, no matter the person, the clothes, or the banquet." Ryan said three "good", and the Sun King motioned that he didn't need to kneel down. He walked down the steps and raised towards everyone on the scene. Wine glass.

"From today, the military alliance of Brittany-Isoloren is officially concluded!"

"We will breathe together and share our destiny!"

"Same breath, share fate!" No matter what thoughts everyone in the venue had in their hearts, at least at this moment, the kingdom of knights and the wood elves were united.

A new era has arrived.

…………I am the dividing line of Xin Dynasty Yazheng…………

At the same time, a sad news from the empire reached Brunswick and immediately spread throughout the entire empire.

The legendary witcher of the Church of Justice, known as a symbol of the era, the witcher Gunter-Starberg died. His body was dropped from a height by a winged creature and thrown on the imperial council. Parliamentary table.

Staberg, as well as the entire army of Thousands who entered the investigation of Sirvania, was destroyed here.

The last earl of vampire, Manfred von Kastein officially announced his return through this move, and the province of Sylvania, starting today, will be permanently separated from the empire.

In the past, no one cared about what happened to the distant Sylvania, but after seeing what Staberg hid in his letter, the imperial assembly immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. Manfred And his undead army has completely controlled Sylvania.

Emperor Karl-Franz was struggling with the recent situation, just as he ordered the Elector Marius of Ivey and the Elector Alberrich of Steier to step up their guard.

Archbishop of Justice Vicma spoke: "Sylvania has been the territory of the empire since ancient times. We will never tolerate this provocation. We will never tolerate Manfred’s killing of our people and throwing their bodies on On our table!"

"A war, a holy war! A vampire holy war that has lasted for hundreds of years and has not ended until today is about to begin!" Vikma stood up, holding the golden griffin war hammer, and roared: " I will stop Manfred and bring back the glory and purification of our lord to Sylvania!"

"My archbishop, calm down. Hundreds of messengers have just been sent out. We must build a line of defense in the north of the empire to resist the chaos army!" Emperor Karl-Franz hurriedly persuaded: "The empire is weak now, we are not There may be war on both sides! The army will be scattered!"

"God, Carl, are you still Charlemagne's heir?" Archbishop Vekema roared angrily. His deafening voice made the chandeliers on the ceiling shake: "How can the sacred land of our empire be occupied by darkness and the undead? ? I demand the formation of a jihadist army immediately!"

"My archbishop~www.ltnovel.com~ At this time we can only endure!" Karl Franz also stood up, and the emperor couldn't help saying: "We can't fight on both sides! Besides, Sylvania was originally It is equivalent to a dead place, and sending an army at this time is not in the interests of the empire!

"Imperial interests? Are they imperial interests? Or are you Karl's personal interests?" Archbishop Vekema shouted.

The emperor's expression became fierce, and Karl Franz just looked at Archbishop Vikmar without saying a word.

Seeing that the emperor’s expression was firm, the archbishop hesitated. Of course he knew how much the emperor had paid and sacrificed for the empire, how much he valued the people of the empire, his people, since the Battle of the Black Fire Pass, Karl-Fran Tz has been hailed as the greatest imperial emperor after Charlemagne and Ludwig the savior.

"It's fine if you don't go, Carl, you are in charge of the northern affairs, I will form a jihadist army!" Vicma retreated to him, and he said coarsely, "I will settle Manfred before everything becomes uncontrollable. Germany, bring the victory back and let Sylvania return to the embrace of the Empire."

"My archbishop! This is not the time to get angry." The emperor gave in when he saw this, and he continued to emphasize: "At this time the empire needs you!"

"I'm not asking you, Carl." Vicma turned around and walked outside: "I'm just telling you."

The archbishop left the imperial council without looking back.

"Send all the messengers and call up all the righteous church armies in the entire old world! Open the treasure house, hire all the mercenaries we can hire, and send my letter to the knights!"

"Silvania Holy War, it's started!"