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No empire tried to estimate the number of the Chaos army, because it was completely unnecessary. A large swath of barbarian predators and barbarian riders were connected from one side of the horizon to that side, and a low and rumbling elegy blew the air. It was torn apart, and the rumbling drums merged with the rough carols.

The believers of the Four Chaos Gods are happy and almost crazy, because the fateful moment is about to come, they will pass the true civilization to the South, so that those cowardly and ignorant Nanks can truly appreciate the power of the Four Chaos Gods.

When the Chaos Tribe began to enter range, the Empire’s artillery positions began to fire together. The roar of hundreds of mortars, cannons, and Hellstorm rockets overwhelmed the howling of the barbarians, and the artillery shells exploded in the Chaos Army. Reaping lives.

The barbarian predators on the two wings rode the carrion-loving Norsca warhorses from the flanks trying to detour, but the advantage of the empire to stand firm at this time is reflected. The musketeers of Hawke and Noor’s musketeers work together. Kill these cavalry one after another, and wipe out a large number of barbarian cavalry.

Karl-Franz noticed that the barbarians have no discipline and command at all. They just blindly rush. One or two hundred barbarian predators will often only have one lucky person rush to the imperial army. Before it fell on the shield of the halberd, it was stabbed by a well-trained imperial soldier with a spear or halberd.

"Well, it's a beautiful fight, just like that." In the heavy rain, the emperor clenched his fists, his face was both worried and rejoicing. Karl Franz knew that if this fight continued, the empire would win. , Because the Chaos Army doesn't seem to have a main commander, just blindly rushing into the imperial army.

The emperor was a little worried, didn't the Eternal God's Choice come? If the Eternal God's Choice does not appear in the Chaos Army, then it can be considered to be able to wipe out these Chaos Army, and it will only treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.

The first wave of Chaos’s offensive seems to have no plan for battle, no strategic tactics to win victory, just blindly rushing into the Empire’s army, which is exactly what the Empire’s appetite, in the artillery and musket team, as well as the imperial wizards. With their support, the Yankee paid an extremely high price.

Three hours after Lien Chan, in front of Karl Franz’s army, Rick led the men to resist the Yankee’s every charge and paid a very high price. The spear and halberd were directly pushed away by the Yankee’s strong muscles. , The soldier holding a halberd was chopped to the ground by an axe, or crushed under a drooling mount. The tall, burly, beast-like northern barbarians forcibly attacked the crowded army, hacking and roaring. .

Round after round of offensive did not make the Imperial Army feel scared. They knew that their emperor was with them today, and all five formation regiments were killed, but none of the leaders of Rick took a step back, and none of the Swiss leaders. The Klings put down their weapons and begged for forgiveness. The warriors in the heart of the empire fought to the last minute, and their emperor was very proud of it.

At this time, the empire’s tactics worked. As Marshal Rick Helberg ordered the charge, the Rick guards swept the Chaos Army with their lances and iron hoofs. The emperor hated Helberg’s accuracy in observing the fighters. So he didn’t even have time to give orders, and at the same time he immediately ordered the great swordsmen to cooperate with Heilberg’s actions. Six hundred imperial great swordsmen marched forward together. These unparalleled warriors held their two-handed swords in the barbarian's ranks and whirled the Seiko. Blade, chopped everything into slag.

The counterattack was like a hammer blow, and the leading war gang killed the falling water. As a champion of chaos fell under Heilberg’s rune teeth, the vanguard of chaos began to collapse, and the people of the empire cheered for victory. It's as if the war has been won.

This was indeed a proud victory. The corpses of 30,000 barbarian warriors lay down on the battlefield. The Rick leader also paid 5,000 casualties. The 6:1 casualty rate was enough to make the Empire proud.

"Not enough!" The emperor standing on the city wall immediately signaled the army to concentrate. The Chaos Tribe was a vast ocean, and the empire just hit the first tumbling wave.

The battle is still going on. The first round of the Chaos attack was just a brainless charge of a large group of Norskans and Kurgans, and the emergence of the second round of the Chaos Army meant that the real battle began.

Chaos Champion Lord Ak'orak-crow appeared, the Ninth Wasteland Bandit, the Norsca warlord just promoted to Chaos Champion Warrior yesterday, because he killed all the other eleven tribe warlords, Ak'orak The head of the warlord was dedicated to terrorism, the elaborate strategy was dedicated to Tricky, the corrupted heart was dedicated to Nurgle, and the art of killing was dedicated to the evil.

The Chaos Gods were very satisfied and promoted Akolak to the Chaos Champion Lord, to dominate a huge Chaos Army.

There was almost no time to rest, the empire's army was once again attacked like crazy. They must hold on. Only by holding on and waiting for the arrival of the predetermined plan can the empire see the dawn of victory.

On the left flank of the army, the army of the Elector Marius has begun to fight with the Chaos Army. They have dragged the attention of a part of the Chaos Army. At the same time, Marius also ordered the cavalry to continue to wait. He must confirm that the Eternal God's Choice really appeared. .

On the right flank of the army, the artillery positions and musket positions elaborately designed by General Meke played a role. The Chaos Army suffered heavy losses in the overwhelming artillery bombing and hail-like musket barrage. Watten and Huss came to the front. Charlemagne’s The light of the twin-tailed comet enveloped Wo Teng's body. Crazy ascetics wielded their two-handed shackles, shouted various curses and sacred words, and directly killed the Yankee Berserkers. The madman had nothing to do with the madman. Falling wind.

Looking at Watten's glorious miracle, everyone firmly believed that Charlemagne was with the empire on this day.

Heilberg enjoys killing. Although Marshal Rick has been reluctant to admit it, he knows very subconsciously that only killing can slightly reduce his despair and dark burden on the situation, and can slightly make him nervous for more than a year. Relieved, Runefang was as sharp and unmatched as ever. He slashed the heads of the Yankee leader one after another, and pierced the sharp blade into the Yankee's helmet.

Chaos was defeated, Heilberg laughed, enjoying the cheers of the Rick guard, and constantly hinting to himself that the empire must win this battle.

The Marshal immediately ordered the Rick Guards to recover, not to chase the chaos remnants at will. Once the cavalry is killed, it is easy to lose control. The empire’s tactics are successful, at least for now. The chaos rear army was swept away by the front army and defeated. The chaos warriors in heavy armor beheaded the oncoming deserters with a headache. Heilberg seized the opportunity to order the Rick guards to attack the chaos warriors’ shield wall from the flanks. The chaos warriors fell to the ground and were beheaded. Slaughter.

A huge Nurgle Demon appeared on the battlefield, it was Gurug-As! The demon who was previously defeated by Watten and Vlad! It's back again!

Lightning flashed on the northern horizon, and the sawtooth spears were sick and green, and a sigh seemed to have passed through the earth, like a tumbling and tossing from the ground, the rotting swamp was bubbling with bubbles and thousands of yellow smoke. Out of the sky, the screaming echo echoed on the battlefield. The cheers of the Rick guards disappeared, as if the ground was vomiting. They boiled out of the soil, exuding a muddy smell and steamy smell. Hiss.

Tiny vicious ghosts gushing out of the mud, first the thin Nurgle Vanguard with horns on his head, then the rotten warriors and ulcerated pustule warriors among the Nurgle demons, the plague carriers and the backbone of the demons. The holders appeared one after another.

The charge of the Rick guards was dragged by these evil demons. They were like a mud puddle, which not only prevented the knight from exerting their own advantages, but also blocked the charge that was determined to win, and rode the gun deeply. The ground pierced through the bodies of these powerful enemies and fell into the torso of Nurgle demons, but it was unable to kill the Nurgle demons, nor could they exile them. These Nurgle demons laughed and crushed them directly with their bodies. Rick's guard's plate armor stretched out his hand to pull out the flesh and blood of these imperial elites from the gap in the armor.

Heilberg watched his Rick guards fall into the mud puddle one after another. The marshal roared angrily. He rode his horse and rushed towards him. The rune teeth in his hand burst into brilliant light. The Great Devil Gurus-Agg was dazzled, and the dwarf rune on the Rune Fang was very bright, and a sword pierced through the flesh of the big devil and pierced its arm.

Gurug-Ass roared in pain. It was banished more than a year ago and is still very weak. The father's child is fighting desperately to regain Nurgle's favor. The big demon is being guarded by Rick. A heavy blow did not affect its counterattack. Gu Luge blasted Heilberg from the mount with a punch. Marshal Rick fell into the swamp, unconscious, and the Rick guards suddenly became confused.

When Karl-Franz saw this, his expression changed drastically. The emperor finally couldn't help it. He ignored Ludwig's advice and roared. The roar of the death claw of the Great Griffon brought the imperial trial, and the Griffin was deafening. The screaming sound flew into the sky, carrying the owner to rescue Helberg, the emperor seized the opportunity, the dragon tooth instantly cut off the head of Gurug-As, and the death claw tore the epidermis of the great demon. , Throwing one of its hands into the air.

Another wave of Chaos Army was defeated, and the empires saw the dawn of victory.

On the right flank of the front, Charlemagne’s God Chosen Woten is also fighting at all levels. After seeing the fighter, Charlemagne’s army immediately began a fierce attack under Woten’s leadership. The ascetics and fanatics holding the two-tailed comet yoke madly marched forward. Only the bloodthirsty and the fanaticism of never bowing to the enemy, and in this army, the whole body of Wo Teng is burning with the fire of heaven, and the power of the two-tailed comet draws two lines along the hammer Gal-Maraz. With a long trail, every time Wo Teng made a move, the holy light shone on the earth, inspiring the determination of the imperial army.

The Norsca Berserkers of Scarlins and Bell Pinewood were horrified to find that the Charlemagne army on the opposite side was an enemy that was crazier and bloodthirsty than them. In the frontal chaos, the Barbarian Berserkers could not fight the cowardly. The Nank!

The dervishes waved their shackles and smashed the shields of the Skullins and Belsons, smashed their heads, and then smashed the corpses of the barbarian berserkers. A chaos champion tried to stop Watten’s attack, but Wo Teng just raised the hammer and smashed it down, piercing the chief's shield and smashing his skull to pieces.

The Scarlins and Belsons were defeated and collapsed. The plan of the Woten road has been successful. Charlemagne's army continued to advance frantically, and the joy of victory enveloped everyone until the distant horn sounded.

The banner of Eternal God's Choice came slowly, and a whole army of Chaos God's Chosen warriors joined the battlefield. Among them, surrounded by a chaos lord wearing a double horned helmet.

The adjutant of Aichan, the Conqueror-Kiron is here!

Seeing the banner of Eternal God’s Choice, everyone thought that the Chaos Eternal God’s Choice Aycharn had finally appeared. Woten urged Charlemagne's army to continue their march. The fanaticism of the lashers was very effective in helping them deal with the fur clothes. The Carlins Berserkers and the Predator Warriors of Bell Pinewood, but zeal seldom helps them deal with the Chaos Chosen Warriors who are now rushing towards them.

Sunder armor is unfavorable. Facing the chaos-chosen warrior group with heavy armor from head to toe, the son of Nevelester, Charlemagne’s proud pig rush warfare has failed, and the chain flails cannot harm these chaotic-chosen warriors. A little bit, only the tinkling sound of iron strikes.

The icy warriors of Nevrest said nothing. They did not praise the great actions or make oaths. No matter what they sacrificed to the Chaos gods, they were silent. In the silence, Cron’s The guards carried the attack of Charlemagne's army and chopped these ascetics and fanatics into pieces. The axe and giant sword harvested Charlemagne's army like wheat. The Charlemagne army of two to three thousand people was only a few rounds. It lost more than half.

Wo Teng and Luther Hus fought hard, and Wo Teng was able to defeat a chaos champion warrior with a single blow, but they were still unable to break through the enemy’s line of defense to reach the "Eternal Gods Selection". Wo Teng let out an unwilling roar. He waited eagerly. Why didn't Marius say that the other side of the pincers came?

On the left wing of the army at this time, the cavalry of Marius and Ivan, Duke of Griffin, encountered an extremely huge trouble!

Thirty or forty Nurgle God-chosen warriors in green rotten armor blocked their attack. These Nurgle God-chosen warriors wore gray-green rotten full-body armor, covered with acne marks, boils, scabs, and Rotting sores.

These Nurgle's pro-chosen body exudes a scent of corruption, and flies surround them as a result. Even weapons and war machines are distorted by the energy of the subspace. They are now powered by pathological chaos magic, shimmering with green energy, and oozing gangrenous pus, whether it is a half-griffin rider or Marius’s. The Golden Fleece knights were unable to break through their defenses. Marius howled and used rune teeth to rush around. Ivan the Griffin Duke wielded the Griffin True Silver Holy Sword, and the two powerhouses tried their best.

The half-griffon hitting these Nurgle God-chosen warriors at most made them stagger a little, and the guns and shells made them feel a little pain at most, but they couldn't make them succumb.

Among the group of Nurgle God-chosen warriors, Typhons, the lord of the plague hive and son of Mortarian, is waving his giant war sickle.

Typhons moves slowly and gracefully, and the giant scythe is enlarged by the length of the shaft, turning it into an unstoppable shadow of the blade.

The thin edge of the blade hissed in the air with blue sparks, and anything encountered was obliterated by the omnipotent blow of the sickle.

Typhons keeps the edge of the blade sharp, but most of the time the Soul Reaper smashes the enemy instead of cutting it. With a dexterous blow, he swung the blade in a circle and cut into a line of defense composed of welded armor plates. It cut through the mithril as easily as breaking through the flesh and blood. The two Golden Fleece knights were split in half instantly. Ivan's mount, Great Griffon and Beast Disaster, kicked and rushed in, brandishing a circle of sickles, and the three half-griffon riders brought the half-griffon into two on the spot.

"Rush! Rush up!" Marius fought bloody, and the elector screamed.

Most of the Golden Fleece Knights fell in a pool of blood.

The whole group of half-griffon knights have been wiped out! But Marius and Ivan still couldn't break through the defense line formed by Typhons and his death guards!

The Imperial Army on the left wing of the empire (the western position) has already begun to be defeated, and the Marius department is already small. When the cavalry and infantry are all rushed but blocked, failure is only a matter of time!

Emperor Karl-Franz was still fighting **** Deathclaw. He noticed the failure of Marius' plan. Neither Watten nor Marius had smashed the chaotic Chinese army position from the side, and could not defeat Watten. Brought to the front of the Eternal God's Choice.

The emperor's heart was full of pain.

They fought their last but failed. Their last big bet is over, and now it's time to pay for the lost bet.

Lost, lost thoroughly.

Did I fail? Karl Franz looked at the chaotic battlefield, and the Imperial Army was still resisting.

Did I fail? The emperor heard Schwarzsheimer's voice, and the old grandfather was rushing over with Rick's inner ring guard. He signaled the emperor to retreat and retreat to Talabergheim, where it was handed to him.

Do not! I cannot fail here! The empire cannot perish here!

Karl-Franz shook his spirit again, and the Emperor signaled Death Claw to move on. He ignored Schwarzheimer's request and let Death Claw rush into the most dangerous place and attract the most attention.

Let's fight! till the end!

He will personally rush into the battle until dawn!

Twenty Rick inner ring guards saw the emperor's determination. None of the inner ring guards questioned the emperor's decision. Even in hell, they still followed Emperor Karl-Franz!

A second ago, the shield wall of the Warriors of Nurgle looked indestructible.

A second later, these people were like a smashed wooden wall, and a big hole was forcibly cut by the emperor and Rick's inner ring guards.

At this moment, Karl Franz suddenly felt something. He cast his gaze to the east of the battlefield. Behind him, the last ray of sunset flooded in the black forest, and the night had fallen.

On the eastern hillside, a powerful demigod, the Death Maharaja appeared on the hills riding an undead war horse.

"Vlad von Kastein. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Karl Franz looked at the visitor with a complex expression.

Under the black night sky, bone horses, red armor, and white hair, pulled by the reins, the undead warhorses raised their front hoofs, the Death Maharaja looked at the situation on the battlefield and nodded approvingly.

Arkhan, the Lich King in a black robe, appeared behind Vlad von Kastein. Arkhan squinted his eyes and looked at the battle. He politely said, "The Charlemagne Empire is helpless."

"No, they are here, they are not alone and helpless." The blood-drinking sword was out of its sheath, and Vlad von Kastein's order was immediately issued: "Finally, it's time to show our existence."

"Sylvania!" Hundreds of black knights wandered out, lined up, dozens of undead legions, and hundreds of banners of Sylvania appeared.

"For Vlad, for von Kastein!!!"

The undead roared to the sky, and the blue soul fire rushed into the sky.

The battle of Hufffunken is far from over.