Warhammer Throne

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In the next few days, the attack of Keimler and his grave corps was so violent that the black magic of Keimler passed through the city walls, and many defenders were swallowed by the beam of undead magic in a blink of an eye. As a group of melting blood and corroded bones with bones, the zombies and skeleton warriors continue to test the defense of the castle. The black and gray waves attack the castle every day like a high tide Fall, never stop, undead creatures tirelessly, regardless of casualties, their attack has caused huge damage to the defenders.

But the castle of Monteverre persisted tenaciously under the attack of the undead. This castle stood on the axe before the establishment of Brittania, and the whole castle was rebuilt in the early Duke of Montfort, Mark Luther. , After strengthening it to the point of towering into the clouds, Monteverre Castle has stood quietly here for thousands of years.

Whenever an enemy breaks through the gate, the contemporary Duke of Montfort will organize artisans to fortify the castle once more. For thousands of years, the castle ’s defense has already reached a certain extreme. The city walls are full of turrets, square towers and Large fortification machines, dozens of giant trebuchets throwing stones at the army of the undead, dozens of cannons pouring artillery shells at the undead, Montfort Castle ’s ruggedness is world-famous, and Duke Varkard personally led several times The knight charged, drove the enemies out of the city and annihilated them.

The moat was filled with dead bodies, and the original moat was completely invisible. The undead wizard Heinrich-Kemler, who was standing far away from the castle, looked at Montfort Castle with no expression on his face.

Attacked fiercely for a while, and most of the undead legions suffered heavy casualties on the way of attacking and ascending to the city. The sound of arrows and artillery was like a **** symphony, playing a movement of war under the castle of Montever.

Mushubad stared at Keimler coldly. The Necromancer led his tomb army to siege Monteverre Castle for two weeks. There was no more progress.

Matheward was not optimistic about Kemler's plan to attack Monteverre Castle, but he never said a word, he and his two undead knights and a team of blood knights, and several black holy knights always Press the soldiers without moving.

Kemler's siege did not do his best. At the very least, the elite spirit-binder knights and the stone mound-binder legion under the necromancer had not been dispatched. On the contrary, this army was ambushing in the periphery.

Mashubad understood Keimler's plan, and the Necromancer didn't care if he could capture Monteverre.

He is waiting for his mortal enemy, Francois!

Duke Mousilon was always silent. He thought that Kemmer would always be fond of the battle of La Maisonnel Abbey more than two decades ago. He had been blinded by hatred, perhaps from the first attack on the castle of Monteverre. For a while, Keimler's plan was not to capture the castle.

Instead attracted François and let Duke Winford fight him to death.

Mushubad despised Keimler's IQ at first, thinking that this undead wizard was really not pursuing.

But Duke Musilon immediately laughed at himself, what qualifications did he have to blame and look down on Keimler? Isn't he a crazy person because of hatred?

When he was a teenager, he was one of the most skilled, glorious, and devout ranger knights!

But everything is a lie. After the lich king who brought him up and told himself the truth of the fairy in the lake, he was sad and angered, and the lies of the fairy in the lake deceived the country for thousands of years. After learning the truth, De determined to become the king of Brittany! Save this land from the fairy in the lake and his lies!

The siege was protracted, and immediately a message reached the Chinese army.

"A large army of knights is on the way to support here, and it is expected to arrive in three days." A corpse came to Kemmer and whispered.

The reinforcements came faster than expected! Matheward frowned as he heard the news.

Kemler remained silent for a long time. He looked up and looked at the Monteverre Castle in the distance.

"Tomorrow, launch the general attack!"

"Yes!"

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The next day, in the tide of undead in the siege, the first appearances of the Tomb Guard Corps and Ishizuka Bound Spirit appeared. Those groups of the Tomb Guard Corps were almost invulnerable, and the ladders reinforced by the magic of the undead were hung on the ladders. With these barren tomb guards, the tomb evil spirits hung the ladder on the high city wall under the command of the necromancer, and the powerful barren tomb guards strode through the ladder to the tower.

The serf infantry of the Principality of Montfort looked at these desolate grave guards with corroded armor. They formed a tight array of guns to meet the strong enemies, but these defensive grave guards were too powerful.

The first strong barren tomb guard climbed the city wall, and the giant sword in his hand cut down two serf pikemen, and the rest of the serfs howled aloud, and the city wall turned into a blood purgatory, three Four serf infantry were able to fight against a desolate guard, but even so, the serf soldiers of the Principality of Montfort still suffered heavy losses, and hundreds of thousands of serfs died here.

"Hold it! Hold it to me!" Duke of Montefort, Falcade stood tall above the lookout tower, and he shouted, "Arrange more soldiers to break through!"

"Kill ah!" More serf soldiers rushed to the head of the city under the command of the knight lord, and fought against the undead army.

But soon, a group of dark bats and bloodthirsty ghosts joined the battlefield. These noisy monsters swooped down from the sky. Their sharp claws ripped the fragile leather and cloth armor of the serf infantry. With the flesh and blood of the serf soldiers, the rest of the serf soldiers could not escape the terrible doom. Groups of archers fell down the city walls in screams and fell in countless corpses and undead tides. Their fate can be imagined .

The remaining serf archers tried in vain to shoot these undead airmen. Only a few arrows shot and killed the ghosts and bats, and they immediately scattered and evaded.

The undead air force flew directly towards the high wall. Those giant trebuchets were smashed or broken by the ghosts with claws and claws. The artillery who were responsible for loading the artillery also lay down to avoid.

The artillery and trebuchet on the upper floor of the city were forced to stop the attack, and the black-pressed undead air force pointed directly at the Duke himself and his guardian knights on the lookout tower!

"Glittering stare!" The court wizard of Montfort shot, and the light wizard chanted a magic. The bright white light made the group of ghosts and bats unable to open their eyes, and the power of Hess magic was dispelled. These fools, they temporarily retreated.

Withstood the threat of the undead air force, Volkad rushed anxiously to the wall of the stack.

In Volkad's sight, the wall was almost cleared, and then, five or six sturdy ladders were placed on the walls of the wall. Under the leadership of the tomb guards, more undead troops boarded City head.

A team of knights wanted to go to support, and the undead wizards of the undead wizards followed. The wind of death screamed through the city walls. More than thirty knights were hit by the wind of death on the spot, the flesh and blood were separated, and the armor decayed into one. Wisps of dust.

The serf soldiers screamed and began to defeat. Under the power of the undead, the struggle of the mortal was so ridiculous. The weak pike array and the sword blade in the hands of the serf could not stop the attack of the tomb guards, and the knights were forced to join the battlefield. , And the diasporas from the empire, even knowing that they have no chance of victory, the free militiamen are still willing to fight for the castle to the last moment, and three teams of empire diaspora rushed into the gaps in the city wall. They used flesh and blood. The body blocked the attack of the undead. They shouted the name of Charlemagne and swore that they would never succumb to the undead.

The undead will not shrink back because of the bravery of mortals, tireless, and emotionless graveyard guards use the sword and halberd in their hands to reap the lives of the empires of the empire. Whenever a mortal dies, he will immediately be in Keimler ’s He was resurrected as a zombie or skeleton warrior under magic power, and the dead knight became a grave guard and an undead knight.

Under the view of the gray mountains, the whole wall of the western section of the Monteverre Castle was billowed with thick smoke, and the shadow of the battle between the human defender and the undead army was everywhere above the city head.

Karad led an elite knight to move around, relying on the wall of Montfort Castle that was wide and strong, relying on the knight's group charge, the crumbling front was maintained at a fragile balance point. Misalignment may occur.

The front is temporarily under control, but this is only temporary. The number of undead is like a snowball, and it will only kill more and more.

"They withstood it!" The Duke's housekeeper shouted towards the Duke: "We will win!"

"Yes, we will win!" Duke Volkad took the cross helmet with the golden castle sculpture on his top from his own guard knight. He tightened the Mithril plate armor on his body. The family crest shines: "In the name of the lady, we will win!"

"Duke? No, you can't go to the frontline yourself!" The housekeeper soon discovered the Duke's plan.

"My people need me, and I will respond to their voices!" Duke Volkad pulled out his own sword. The sword of Montfort, which was inherited from the first Duke of Montfort, Mark Luther, burned platinum. The flame: "Knights! Listen to me!"

Hundreds of knights pulled out their swords together: "Serve for you! My Duke!"

"In the face of evil, we will never succumb! In the face of threats, we will never slack! My knights, defend the territory, protect the homeland, the same as Arthur thousands of years ago, as we do after the millennium, although we can never be with our ancestors Let ’s compare them, but my knights! We must summon the courage to fight the enemies! ”Duke Volkard shouted loudly, and he sounded loudly:“ Fight, Knights of Montfort, ladies will always be with us in!"

"For ladies! For Montfort!"

"For ladies! For Montfort!"

A roar of hope came from the city wall. Duke Volkad personally led his own guard knights to join the battlefield. The hymn of the fairy in the lake resounded on the city wall. The knights of the Principality of Montfort were on the way to charge Singing together ancient songs, which are ancient songs sung in the ancient Breton language. In this low-Gothic language, only a few people can understand what is sung in the song.

But it ’s okay. On the smoke-filled tower, under the grey sky, the knights ’hymns expel the power of the undead. They rushed into the enemy formation and launched a bloodthirsty fight with the undead. Facing the sky covered by Kemler's spellcasting, the fairy power of the lake circulated in the hearts of the knights. They were the last line of defense standing among civilians and evil.

"Slay! Slay! Go forward!" Kemler, the undead wizard, raised his noisy skull staff, and the terrible wind of death twirled back and forth on the city wall. Withered bone.

Under the wall, a giant siege hammer was hitting the gate of Montfort, and the huge gate made a frightening sound. At this time, the defenders could only believe that the gate of this strong city was strong enough.

Volkad and his knights gained an advantage in the war at the beginning. A large group of undead were washed down the wall under the knight's group charge, but the number of undead was endless, and the knights and their horses repeated Gradually tired under the charge, what's worse is that whenever a respectable mortal soldier falls, it means that the Kembler's Tomb Corps gets a recruit.

The knights' charge was gradually blocked by the pile of people formed by the undead. The knights who lost their impact were immediately slaughtered after being forced to stop. Within a few seconds, an undead knight would recover from their body. Gradually, the number of undeads exceeded the number of mortals. When Duke Volkad returned to God under the stimulation of flesh and blood, he found that there were only more than twenty knights who followed him at the beginning. .

"Duke! We can't stand it! If we go on like this, the castle will be lost!" The expedition knight Karad took the sword of Durandale and cut off the head of a desert grave guard from his neck. Surrounded by the warriors and the guards of the barren grave, a road of bones was killed.

"Duke of Montfort, Lord Vrcard, immediately surrender to me, Heinrich-Kemler! Otherwise my army and I will completely kill your castle and your people!" As if responding In Karad's words, the undead wizard Heinrich-Kemler shouted magically under the city.

The atmosphere in the castle suddenly froze, and the undead army stopped assaulting as if it had been ordered, giving way to the area between Duke Volkad and Kemler, and Duke Volkad gritted his teeth ~ www.mtlnovel .com ~ He squeezed the sword in his hand and took a step forward, just wanting to tell the Necromancer that it was delusional.

"Nagash's gaze!" The undead wizard Kemmer did not give the duke any time to answer. On the contrary, at the moment the duke appeared, Kemler could not wait to chant powerful spells, two fuchsia beams Condensed in the eyes of the Necromancer, pointing directly at the Duke himself, and the knights had not even reacted.

Nobility is the epitaph of the noble, and despicable is the pass of the despicable, and Keimler smiles grinningly.

However, there was a fatal miscalculation in the plan of the Necromancer. He was too desperate to attack Duke Vulkad by virtuous means. The special shout not only allowed Duke Vulkad to show up, but also exposed himself. s position.

A walking lightning rolled over the sky.

The golden griffin spreads its wings across the sky. The knight riding on the griffin raised a huge two-handed warhammer with one hand. The hammer was gleaming with lightning. The silver flame was burning on his palm. The crotch griffin The bleak shriek echoed on the battlefield, the griffin suddenly grew his mouth towards where Keimler was, and the blue thunder light gradually converged into a crackling electric ball.

The great wizard of the undead felt bad when he saw the lightning ball condensing in the mouth of the griffon, and Kemler almost immediately rolled and flew away.

A flash of lightning spewed out of the griffon's mouth and directly attacked Keimler himself. The guardian knight of the undead great wizard was split in half by the lightning.

he came!

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