Warhammer Throne

The five-way army attacked Silvania at the same time, which was a huge challenge for the undead to resurrect Nagash.

The Lich King Ackhan must support Nagash’s resurrection ceremony, and his tomb army must be guarded at the ceremony site outside Dunkenhof Castle. Therefore, the heavy task of fighting the Five Route Army was given to Manfred. -Von Kastein.

Facing the simultaneous attacks of the Five Route Army, Manfred was obviously more excited than anxious, and happy than fear. The last earl of vampire soon held a "sworn meeting" in Dunkenhof Castle, and called a part of the von- The vampire of the Castine family.

What displeased Manfred was that only less than half of the von Kasteins came to the castle to be summoned by the family vampires. The last vampire count was angry and ashamed for his lack of appeal. He swears After the ceremony was successfully launched, he stole Nagash's power as planned, and he wanted to let those disobedient people taste his power.

Similar to Ryan's idea, Manfred also divided the five-way army-which are our primary enemies, which are less important enemies, and which can be isolated objects.

First of all, Manfred was convinced that if these five armies were united, Sylvania would be over, Nagash and Akhhan would be over, and even he would have to hide again. Go in the chaos wasteland or the roof of the world mountains.

However, these five armies are only human and high-precision united, and the rest are fighting separately.

This was easy to deal with, and Manfred immediately selected the two most noteworthy enemies first.

Karak-Kadrin’s army of the Butcher King dwarves, this army is the most threatening, as many as three to four thousand dwarves not only carry a large number of firearms and equipment and war machines, but also the King of Butcher himself, Agrim -The fighting power of Iron Fist is known to the whole world. After his resurrection, Manfred has been extremely careful not to anger the butcher king under any circumstances, otherwise he and his army of butchers will once again fulfill the ancient alliance with the empire. A deadly threat to Silvania.

Then there is the dark prophet Marago’s army of orcs. This army of as many as tens of thousands, and constantly getting new recruits from the dark forest, also makes Manfred feel jealous. The number of orcs is too large. Fred did not have the confidence to overcome it.

However, Marago and its army of Beastmen have a fatal weakness, that is, this huge army of Beastmen can hardly be called an "army". The chaotic command makes them more like a mob, Marago As the Great Neighing Shaman, the binding force on the Beastman is limited to the "Oracle declaration" to the Beastmaster and the Neighing Shaman below, and it can hardly control this army except for its own guard.

In the back is the coalition of humans and high-precision forces. The coalition composed of the Knights Templar and the high-precision army is barely powerful-but the number of elites is too small, and Manfred has defeated the high-precision and human richness. Experience, in his opinion, it is not difficult to defeat them again.

As for the weakest, it is undoubtedly the wood elves legion of Aralos-few people, few elites, and weak fighting will. Sylvania is a place where wood elves are very restrained from life magic.

In this way, when the Five Route Army simultaneously launched an attack on Sylvania, Manfred followed the example of his ancestor Vlad and used all his talents to carry out a careful plan and performance.

No matter how many ways you come, I only go all the way!

Von Kastein's army, dispatched!

The red sun shines all over the east, and the ancestor **** of the dwarves is singing indulgently~

Although the dwarves set off last, as in any case, the army of the butcher king Agrim-Ironfist arrived and entered Sylvania first, symbolizing the king's banner of the butcher king Agrim-Ironfist standing in the air. In front of him, the Beastmen and Greenskins fled.

If it were in the past, Agrim-Tekken would only laugh at this scene, showing off the glory and power of the Butcher’s Fort, but now the situation is different. The female dwarf priest of Valaya told the Butcher King, the oldest and primitive Evil is waiting for rebirth in Sylvania.

This question was also verified at the Meeting of Eternal Peak Dwarf Kings a few months ago. When the dwarves were discussing whether to seal the mountain for self-defense, the High King Thorglin mentioned a battle in Nagashza. , The high elves have lost their little queen. The news that the little queen may be in Sylvania made Agrim-Tekken realize that perhaps going to help the elves this time is one for all order races. A good thing.

King Butcher’s army quickly entered Sylvania. At first, the dwarves encountered some organizational resistance from vampires, but only the confrontation between the army of the vampire Count Waldner and the army of the dwarves could be called a war. The unbelievable count of vampires went up two times and was cut open by the butcher king with Dago's axe. The undead army under his command was scattered and turned into smoke.

Manfred immediately realized that the dwarves were indeed his biggest threat after losing a good man. It would be a disaster if the Butcher King's dwarf army broke into the depths of Sylvania.

To this end, Manfred did not hesitate to throw in three vampire barons and their army-as usual, one man with one axe, three vampire barons were also beheaded on the spot by the butcher king with the Dago's axe, perhaps Sylvania was The cursed land can make humans and elves feel extremely uncomfortable, but the dwarves are not affected by the wind of magic. The advance of the butcher king is relatively smooth. Agrim-Ironfist immediately sent a messenger to tell the wood elves and Gao A coalition of elite humans, they will meet at Taranhof Castle.

However, King Butcher did not realize that everything was in Manfred's plan.

Manfred's sacrifice at all costs quickly attracted the attention of the Butcherburg army to another place. In that place, there was also the Dark Prophet Marago's army of wild orcs, which was chaotic. Unbearable, almost all the orcs were acting with instinctive hunger, and Manfred easily attracted the army of the orcs.

When Agrim-Iron Fist smelled the smell of the Beastman in the air, he hurriedly signaled the army to prepare for the battle. The dwarven artillery had just built a position, when the dwarven warriors had just lined up the shield wall. At that time, starving beasts appeared, the big horns and the horns charged together, the minotaurs used giant axes to test the dwarves’ shield walls, and the dwarven cannons and organ cannons plowed out **** blood in the Beast’s army. In the deep ditch, the dwarf butchers shouted the butcher's oath, trying to find their own relief and the most glorious sacrifice.

In the middle of the battlefield is the butcher king Agrim-Iron Fist. He spins Dago's axe back and forth, jumping around, sweeping, the hot blood of the beasts is sprinkled on his cloak, Valaya The holy emblem was so hot that it injected endless energy into King Butcher's body.

"Twenty-two!" The axe scraped across the neck of a horned beast.

"Twenty-three!" The Minotaur's forehead split open.

"Twenty-four!" The flame belonging to the Butcher King on Dargo's axe penetrated the breastplate of a big horned beast, and Agrim-Ironfist shouted happily: "Son of Grimmnir! Let's have a good fight !"

"For Kadrin, for King Butcher!" The dwarf butchers rushed forward frantically, fighting with the beasts ten times more than their own. The Dark Prophet Marago summoned a swarm of crows and a scorpion. Tail lion.

"Drink!" The rune craftsman hit the doomsday anvil with a hammer, smashing the crows to pieces.

On the battle line with a diameter of more than one thousand meters, the war between the orcs and the dwarves began.

"War!" The Butcher King charged forward, his body turned for two and a half weeks in the air, cutting off the limbs of a group of Beastmen like a spinning top, and then seizing the opportunity to chop down a Beast King who was commanding with an axe, the Butcher King roared Signaling the dwarf soldiers behind to come up, he saw that a large group of minotaurs had broken through the shield wall of his compatriots, and Agrim saw a dwarf mustache bitten off by the minotaur.

"Ahhhh! Valaya is here, the son of darkness must pay the price!" The Butcher King yelled, his body like a cannonball, drawing an orange rainbow under the dark sky of Sylvania. An axe in the air chopped off an arm of the Minotaur: "In the name of Grimmnir, I declare you to die!"

"Boom!" An amber spear flew from the side and hit the butcher king's body, and Agrim was blown out and fell into a piece of mud bombed by artillery fire.

"Hmm~" The butcher's tattoo on the butcher king and his Valaya cloak protected him. He tried to get up with an iron fist. He shook his head vigorously, trying to expel the dizziness and confusion.

"Roar... big mouth... meat... dwarf... meat... strong... delicious!" A big horned beast was sturdy, and walked quickly in front of the butcher king.

"Shoo!" The Arrow of Starfire fell into the big horn beast's eye sockets for an instant. It struggled for a while, and Agrim saw the lump of meat falling on the ground like a hill, splashing a large amount of dust.

who is it? The butcher king looked back quickly.

"Hey! Shorty, are you still alive?" A familiar voice came from not far away.

"Ah! It's you, stinky elf boy!" Agrim heard the other party's voice immediately. The Butcher King was taken aback for a while, and then his eyes flashed brightly.

"Kunos volley!" Six phantom lights sprang out from the green leaf bow, and dozens of spark arrows were split in the air. The beasts in front of the Butcher King instantly fell down, and a vigorous green figure fell from the sky. .

The hero of the wood elves, Aralos is here!

He grabbed Agrim’s cloak, lifted the Butcher King from the ground like a chicken, and then grinned and said: "Dwarf, you can't do it~"

"Who said I can't do it! Elf brat!" Agrim-Iron Fist cursed, he couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Alaros, but he felt ashamed, so he forced his face: "Who wants you to save! I will immediately It's about to cut off its head!"

"Thank me."

"Ok?"

"Thank me." Aralos looked at the rear of the dwarven army with provocative eyes.

The army of dwarves in Butcher’s Castle gave out excited cheers. Behind them, more than 300 wood elves woodland guards and a hundred deep forest scouts joined the battlefield. The wood elves were not as neat as the high elves, but they were The wildness and strong vitality brought the dwarves the confidence to win this battle.

There are two teams of woodland cavalry, each of which has forty or fifty people. When they saw the Beastman, their faces showed deep hatred and disgust. Without reminding, everyone began to bow and shoot.

"I..." The Butcher King knew that Aralos was here to help himself. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything to thank him.

"Thank me." Aralos emphasized again.

"Thanks..." Agrim-Iron Fist reluctantly spit out a note, Aralos immediately smiled and patted King Butcher on the shoulder very understandingly: "Stop talking, I know all about it, dwarves. It’s not easy to be able to do this. I accept your thanks. Don’t be so headstrong next time."

"I..." Agrim's face was flushed, and the butcher Wang Qianyan was stuck in his throat, really didn't know what to say.

Aralos didn't give him a chance. The Wood Elf hero turned around coolly, his cloak swept across King Butcher's face, and he drew the arrow from the quiver behind him, aiming at the target: "Esley, volley!"

"For Esso Loren!" The arrow that ignited the power of the spark fell into the Beastman's army like a storm. Hundreds of Beastmen fell one after another, but these numbers are nothing to the Beastman army. .

"Draw out the weapons, for Queen Alair, for the great forest!" Alalos raised his leafy spear, the wood elf hero alone took the lead, facing the horn beast with dozens of spears, Alalos's spear pointed downward, UU reading www.uukanshu.com rolled up the tip of an oncoming gun, bounced it, and stabbed it homeopathically, and tasted the taste of blood at the first blow.

Behind the wood elf hero, two teams of war dancers quickly joined the battlefield. They either armed with two-handed swords, or green leaf spears, or swords and daggers, or big axes, shouting the name of the deceiver Loek, and followed As their hero rushed into the battlefield.

The real massacre has begun!

"Ah! What makes the elves rush faster than the most brave and fearless dwarves! I don't think they have longer legs!" Butcher King Agrim suddenly felt a deep sense of shame. He raised Dago's axe: "Boy, let's compare, who kills more? I have already killed 25?"

"Really?" Aralos danced in the dense group of beasts, and the wood elf hero laughed: "I'm already fifty-six, dwarf!"

"What?!" Agrim wanted to scold the impossibility at first, but the Butcher King immediately remembered the previous volley of Poconos, the son of Grimmnir yelled: "I will surpass you, I will ask Raya swears!"

"Glimnir, give me strength!" With the rise of the butcher king, the dwarf butchers followed the king to launch a charge. After a full eight years, the wood elves and the butcher fort dwarves once again formed an alliance!

The battle of the Redstone Tomb was on the land of Sylvania, where an army of Beastmen and an army of Wood Elves and Dwarves clashed head-on.

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, on a dead tree not far away, a red-eyed bat was watching all this with satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, that's right!"

"That's it~"

"The rest to deal with is the high elves and the idiots of the Templars."

"So, how do you solve them?"

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