Warhammer Throne

In late autumn, the cold air and the humid cold wind blew over the high mountains of the gray mountains. It was gloomy and humid, and there was still drizzle on the sky. There were many defects on the fragile tent canvas, but it still could resist the rain. .

In the tent, the faint flames on the pile of fire were crackling, and everyone in the tent was sleeping. They used simple blankets to lay on the muddy wet grass.

Nature with such excellent living conditions is the Earl's halberd regiment.

The army has gradually approached the Blackstone stronghold. Although there are no large-scale wars along the way, there are still many small-scale encounters. The scattered undead are moving in the wild, and the cavaliers destroy them one by one and destroy them completely. Only the undead army, the knights will gather the soldiers to publicize how they saved the country from the hands of green skin, chaos, and undead. They showed their courage to punish evil from evil, young ranger knights I also particularly like to give pointers to serfs' practices that are not in line with the spirit of chivalry, but instruct them to search for the remains of the dead on dead bodies.

For income and life, the serfs had to do the same.

Outside, there was a hint of white fish in the sky, and dawn was coming.

The halberd soldier Raymond felt that he couldn't sleep. He turned up, wearing equipment, sturdy breastplate, blue and white tights, leather gloves, as well as his long halberd and waist short knife, Raymond's own equipment Putting on his body, he noticed that the flame of the woodpile was very weak. The young halberd took out a piece of wet wood and stuffed it into the fire, opened the curtain, and walked out of the tent.

He took a small square box from his arms, and began his prayer in the first morning light: "My Lord God of Justice, your believer Raymond prays to you here."

The young halberd had brown hair a little scattered and slightly wheaty skin with blue eyes. His complexion was ruddy and healthy, with some early rise in his mind and unspeakable fanaticism. A few days ago, he and his halberd tasted the first blood of the undead monster.

The small square box was opened, and the sacred image of justice carved in stone appeared in front of Raymond. The icon was not well-made. The God of Justice was holding a warhammer and balance, and his eyes were silently looking at Raymond.

"My Lord God of Justice, I pray to you here, and with your blessings, I have traveled a day again. When dawn comes and the darkness fades, I know that this is another day of blessings. . "

"Today is my twentieth birthday. Thank you, my lord. Twenty years after your birth, your grace has made me strong."

"I will still be weak, I will still feel fear, and I will still fall. It is the power of your high **** to bless me and let me have the courage to face all this. My loyalty will serve you as always, and I will not fear death. Do n’t be afraid of pain, Lord God of Justice, please rule everything with your righteous warhammer, and measure everything with your just heavenly balance. Although I do n’t know the way of tomorrow, I know that you control tomorrow, you Hold my hand. "

"And I will use my halberd and my faith to prove myself, and may you honor me."

"Prayer is over." Raymond raised his head, the dawn of dawn broke through the clouds, the entire knightly army camp was awake, the knights were looking for their horses and squires, the dwarf war machine slowly moved, in the muddy land There were deep grooves on the plow, and loud drums resounded through the earth.

The rain in the sky was getting bigger. In the distance, the sound of the horn belonging to the Undead Legion seemed to sound from the distance. Raymond clenched the halberd in his hand. He knew that it was not an illusion or something. Soleoux has fought several small battles on the way to the Blackstone stronghold, and the soldiers are no longer strange to the undead.

"Great prayer, young man." A sergeant in a green dress with a triangular cap on his head came to Raymond: "So it is your birthday today?"

"Yes, Mr. Bertrand." Raymond picked up his helmet, the helmet feathers on the helmet had long been missing in a previous battle. This made the halberd wearing the helmet like a bald head, but he heartily thanked him for the loss of the helmet feathers, not his head.

"Happy birthday, soldier." Bertrand handed over his kettle: "Imperial dark beer."

"Thank you." Raymond took the kettle and took a sip. The rich taste of the dark beer irritated the halberd soldiers. He returned the kettle to Bertrand: "I hope that today will not be my last birthday. "

"Oh." Bertrand shook his head as he motioned for Raymond to look around.

The army was rallying under the orders of the knights. The number of four thousand knights yelled to prepare for the battle. The lords led their respective armies and shouted their numbers to allow the soldiers to rally.

The Bastogne squad wearing red and yellow clothes, the Winford squad wearing blue and white clothes, the Montfort squad wearing black and white clothes, and the dwarf legion wearing armor, they are in the morning light Gathered gradually under the light.

Lords, knights, warriors, serfs, perform their duties.

The cold wind roared, and the white snow on the peaks of the gray mountains was watching the knightly army. The towering mountain top witnessed the story of the first knight Arthur and the first holy knight, Mark Luther, Duke of Montfort, thousands of years ago. Legend.

During the march, successive mountain breezes continued to flow from the northeast toward the army. The horizon in the distance had become blurred. As the army progressed, the land gradually became darker, and the corruption of the undead spread on the earth. Under the influence of the vampire's corruption, the woods have all withered, they are like the dying old man, completely curled up together.

The oncoming mountain breeze with the smell of dead bones and the unique damp smell of the tomb, the river flowing upstream of Grismore quickly washed the banks of the river.

The army of undead has approached.

"Prepare to fight! The soldiers of the count, you understand your duties, you know what you should do, you usually enjoy the salary of the count, live in a good house, you enjoy many tax reliefs in the territory, you are in the count The collar is respected by everyone, you know what it is for! "The Holy Grail Knight, Ryan ’s flag officer Armand holding Ryan ’s flag, he shouted at the serf soldiers:" Now, return with your performance The earl's time is up, for glory! For Ryan! For the gods of your respective beliefs! For your homeland! "

"Yes! Yes! Yes! For home!" The soldiers raised their arms and shouted.

Raymond swept his gaze from the formation.

Out of honor, almost all of the large group of knights led by Lord Ryan and the Duke of Francois were gathered on the left wing. They were gorgeously dressed, the team was neat, and the spine of the army was supported by a rifle. Every team of knights There is a Kingdom Knight, and each team of Kingdom Knights ... has a Holy Grail Knight at the front of the line!

The Holy Grail, family crests, and glorious military flags describing various great deeds are floating in the drizzle, so gorgeous, so serious, so military, is what the most powerful knight in the old world should look like!

The front of the Chinese army was composed of a large number of infantry regiments. The halberds, spearmen, sword shields, and the Imperial Free Militia were formed one after another. They received a large number of archers, crossbowmen, and dwarf fire. The gunner's support, behind them, a team of wood rangers and dwarf thunder gunners and artillery from the wood elves are at the end of the front with a proud attitude.

Those guys wearing green hoods and mysterious gods all day long can reach a bow and arrow range of 300 meters!

On the right, King Bellega-Hammer of the Angerand clan vowed that he and his army would fight for honor and would never take a step back.

The court lady from the Earl of Ryan, Veronica Benadotte, the elder of the Galan, and her bright demon provided enough security and confidence for the army. Raymond swallowed a sip, and found himself holding a halberd. Hands are shaking.

Damn, can't be at this time, Raymond! You have to remember who gave you everything, your mother and your brother are waiting for you to go back!

The young serf squeezed the halberd firmly, and he looked away.

The undead appeared. As always, those huge and tireless undead zombies first appeared. These zombies are all over the mountains. Their formation is simply a mess. The only way for these stupid and unwilling beasts to win is to win by number. .

They can't break through our lineup, Raymond subconsciously focused on his companions.

The sturdy military formations are neatly arranged and well-arranged. The dense halberd formation and the lance array are shining under the morning light. The soldiers cover each other's hands and feet. The moisture in the morning is drawn into the lungs. They are a little nervous and a little bit. Firmly holding the weapon in his hand, soldiers kept shouting to encourage morale.

The footsteps of the undead approached. The huge hustle and bustle, the stench of the corpses and the unconscious murmurs of the zombies made Raymond feel a mess in his brain. He kept hinting that he did not have to worry about these zombies, they would not cause themselves Threats, in his previous battle, he can easily deal with five or six zombies alone.

"Hold on! Soldiers, don't waste your ammunition and arrows on those zombies!" The voice of the kingdom knight Hickers shuttled through the crowd. This knight is usually responsible for training, and his prestige in the infantry regiment is extremely high. , Especially under the appointment of Duke of Francois and Duke of Varkard, he gained the power to command all infantry: "Do n’t shoot! Do n’t shoot at the zombies!"

Soldiers nodded in obedience to the order. Under their control, the zombies that were not attacked by artillery and long-range weapons approached the formation.

In response to their dense gun arrays, the infantrymen shouted the lance of the lance into the body of the zombies, the halberds waved, and the fragile zombies without armor protection were immediately torn into pieces by sharp weapons, such as Slipped like a rag.

"Kill!" Raymond stood on the spot. A halberd of his halberd pierced a zombie's head with a forceful thrust. The muscles of his arms stretched or tightened with the movement of the master. .

Is like cutting meat, just like cutting meat.

Raymond tried not to let himself bear that heavy sense of guilt, he meditation in his heart sacred name of the God of Justice: "I can do it."

The zombie tide really looks like the knights said, it looks scary, but it is actually a group of debris. After a short period of engagement, the serf infantry immediately found that they can easily deal with these zombie groups, and the zombie move slowly , Under the fighting power.

The first wave, the second wave, and the two waves of zombies did not pose any threat to the soldiers. Similarly, the long-range weapons and muskets of the human and dwarf coalition forces never fired once.

However, the Undead Legion is not the only group of zombies.

It seems that the enemy also realized that the zombies could not absorb the damage, so in the distance, those really powerful troops began to appear.

It was dozens of fearful wolves, drooling in the mouth of the hungry wolf, running fast with a big mouth of blood, they cunningly hide themselves behind the zombies, ready to devour delicious and delicious human flesh.

Behind them, several skeletons are slowly pressing on.

But the coalition was already prepared, and the Kingdom Knights Hux, who was riding on the warhorse, raised his lance: "First time, fire!"

"Open the fire !!!" The team captain and company captain shouted loudly, and the crossbowmen and dwarf musketeers immediately heard the order and pulled the trigger towards the terror wolves.

Hundreds of muskets were fired with hundreds of crossbows and bows and arrows. The gunpowder projectiles arrived first, and the most greedy terror wolves rushed to the front were engulfed by the fire, and then, the dense arrows followed up The figure runs through.

The first wave of fire flooded the entire group of terror wolves. When the volley was over, there were only dozens of terror wolves in the whole group, and only three of them were survived.

The roar of the artillery then rang, the shells of the dwarf cannon exploded in the dense formation of the Skeleton Warrior Corps, and the Skeleton Corps was exploded. The thunderous sound made Raymond unceasingly cheer and the soldiers yelled. , Venting his joy, each shell can destroy the fragile bodies of dozens of skeleton warriors, and blast them into residue.

What made the soldiers more morale was that even the tomb guards and the artillery that could not fight the dwarves, while the tomb guards were trying to command the troops, a cannon hit its body on the spot. In the explosion, he looked The seemingly indestructible plate armor was shattered by the flowering shells of the cannon. From the chest to the waist, the entire filthy body was exploded in two. The fire of the soul in the eyes was extinguished, and the remaining half of the body stood on the spot, and then fell.

"Nice!" Raymond yelled involuntarily. He used the halberd's halberd to pierce a skeleton warrior's chest. The halberd blade cut off another skeleton warrior's head. The halberd regiment was fighting constantly, or, all The infantry began to face the attack of the undead. In the roar of artillery and the volley of muskets, the crossbowmen battalion and the serf archer regiment also opened fire. They shouted the holy name of the fairy in the lake and shot hatred. To their enemies!

However, the efforts of mortals are far from enough.

Wailing and screams from the undead echoed through the foothills of the Grey Mountains and echoed through the mountains. More Skeleton Warriors and Desolate Guard Corps rushed to the battlefield. The piercing howling almost made Raymond crazy. He He could no longer hear his breathing sound, the halberd soldier barely pushed the enemy in front of him, and he found that the tide of the undead was not hindered by the powerful long-range firepower.

These undead creatures don't know why they are tired or fear. They just move forward, they fall down in the front, they continue in the back, and they block the steps in the back, then push them forward!

Thousands of undead tides began to overwhelm the phalanx of the human army. The formation of the army is still strong, but every skeleton warrior or graveyard guard can make the array back or shake. When the gap is getting larger, the first A group of serf infantry regiments that began to collapse appeared. Their spears had been broken. The serf infantrymen had to face the rusty blades and decayed spears of the skeleton warriors. The infantry regiments were forced to retreat. Many serf infantry soldiers were killed. On the spot, more infantrymen slowly retreated.

The human body seems to be more fragile than the undead, the flesh is torn, the internal organs are taken out, the serf infantry died in pieces, and a tomb evil spirit slaughtered at least half a dozen infantry in two or three times, but then it was killed by several The muskets hit together and could not afford to fall.

The crossbowmen and archers are still pouring rain, the dwarf thunder gunners are still firing, the cannons cover the formation of the undead legion, and the undead legion that can appear from the other end of the horizon is still endless.

"Ah!" The halberd in the hand of a halberd next to Raymond was unfortunately broken. He was immediately stabbed in the arm, chest and abdomen by three lances. The blood was flowing to the ground. In a blink of an eye, his body It was torn apart into several segments.

"Go to death!" Raymond grabbed an empty wavy halberd and cut down a skeleton warrior. The corpses of his hands and feet had been overwhelmed by the tide. The young soldier immediately gave up to take back the corpses of his compatriots. He knew he could not move. , A halberd soldier who was as young as him immediately made up.

Three seconds later, this halberd soldier was cut off by the grave guards ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Another soldier made up again.

Human beings are using blood to resist the attack of the undead.

The front is gradually receding, and they cannot hold on for too long.

The Earl will not abandon us. Raymond is so steadfast, the halberd soldiers have numb arms, he slowly retreats with the crowd, his comrades fall down one by one, the fatigue is tormenting his body, it is soaked His soul.

Count won't give up on us, try to hold the halberd again, Raymond pierces a fearful wolf who is rushing with a standard spike, he thought again.

"Tumbling ~" The horn sounded from the west, and the dense horseshoes covered some sounds. Raymond's fragile hearing could not be heard accurately, but he could be sure that it was a speech full of glory and faith.

The knights are ready to charge.

"Oh, I like this." The young soldier murmured to himself, he was about to call on his comrades to assist the knights to fight back together, but the scene in front quickly surprised him.

The same sound of the horn sounded in the undead formation, and a large group of undead knights were entering the battlefield.

Above the sky, with a spreading wings, the mouth of a huge, terrifying evil beast spit green flames, and flew towards the human army. Raymond did not know its name, but he knew that this evil beast must not be on their side.

"Oh, God, the God of Justice is above." Fear lingered in Raymond's heart, and he shivered back again and again.

"I do not like this."