Warhammer Throne

"This is?" Feeling the power of this undead chaos champion, Mathhubad finally moved.

"Dead, undead, listen to my order, the day of death, when I should be!" Keimler did not answer Mathewbad's words, instead, he increased his mana output.

A team of about 200 Undead Chaos Chosen Warriors appeared behind Gul under the call of Keimler. They all sturdy chaotic armor, armed with a halberd or a two-handed axe, went under the command of Gul. battlefield.

The blood god's cloak hunted, and Gul strode to the battlefield under the order of Keimler. Those undead chaos **** warriors also followed the chaos champions who have been dead for thousands of years, and they have no self-consciousness. The only instinct is killing.

Matthew Bard began to madly recall all the knowledge he had. Duke Musilon muttered to himself: "Does that, that is ..."

"Yes, Gul, the champion of the Four Gods of Chaos. I found his tomb in the Grey Mountains. Now, he has used it for me." Kemler's old, shrivelled voice carried strong confidence: "His strength Enough to help us reverse the situation. "

Matthew Bard nodded in silence. Duke Musilon really didn't think much about Kemler's ability to drive Gul, because two thousand years ago, Nagash successfully drove Gul, making this powerful The undead champions are used by him.

Kemler is a very powerful necromancer, even if his magic power is different from that of the Lich King Akhan, but it will not be too far away. Since the black chalice knight can be made, of course, these undead chaos gods can be driven. warrior.

The appearance of Gul changed the situation.

The chaotic champion of the four gods joined the battlefield at the first moment. He waved the black giant axe in his hand and cut the three ranger knights who were charging him directly into the two sections with his horse. His empty eyes turned towards The embers of the soul's fire emanated outside.

The army of knights led by Francois on the left flared like a storm. The undead creatures were cleared under the charge of four thousand knights, whether it was the initial zombie swarm, skeleton warriors or It ’s the tomb ghoul and tomb gangster in the back, and then the black knight army and the spirit knight army. The knights always followed Francois forward, and the flags from various principalities fluttered high, and their rifles broke. The sword was pulled out, and the horse's mane was covered with blood from undead creatures.

As they entered the battlefield, the knights gradually scattered and formed a small lance array to rush around. The power of the Brittany heavy armor knights was second to none in the old world, and any strong enemies blocking them were crushed.

Some knights gradually moved closer to the podium where Keimler was.

The knight's vanguard first ran into this group of undead chaotic **** warriors. The two kingdom knights saw the figure of Gul. They shouted their names aloud and prayed to the fairy in the lake that they found a qualified opponent.

"For ladies! Accept the sanctions!" Above the chaotic wilderness, the Kingdom Knight rides the war horse on the muddy grassland and rushes towards the chaotic champion: "Go to death!"

Breathing blue mist, Gul, the champion of the Chaos Four Gods, raised his battle axe. He swung his battle axe sideways, and the Kingdom Knight who rushed towards him also gripped his lance: "Accept the trial! The lady will give you destruction!"

Gul danced his tomahawk horizontally, and the **** axe in his hand swept across the air.

The two kingdom knights who rushed past him broke the horse into two pieces. He even had a last word to say in the future, and he and his horse were killed on the spot.

Splashes of blood, flowing blood, a head on the ground, a long blue mist squirted from Gul's mouth, his consciousness was blurred, it seemed that some instinct in his life was making him excited, but he was after all dead.

More than two hundred undead chaos **** warriors entered the battlefield under the leadership of Gul.

The knights finally encountered a powerful obstacle.

These undead Chaos Chosen Warriors will never be injured by mortal weapons.

The knights 'guns were broken in front of them, and the knights' blades could not cut their armor. On the contrary, as long as there was a slight flaw, their sharp counterattack could immediately cost the knights their lives.

Even if a knight pierced his rifle into their eye sockets, they still could not cause any damage to them. Only weapons blessed by the prophet of the lake **** or even the fairy in the lake could push these filthy things back.

As a result, the space became smaller and smaller, the space for knights ’charge was compressed by the chaos **** warriors, the power of the charge was like the waves hitting the rocks, no matter how perfect a textbook-style charge, the knights could not shake These warriors of the undead chaos gods are always a little bit. They always stand in the same place, step by step, squeezing the knights' charge space. Many knights died on the spot and were resurrected to become undead knights.

Only a small number of holy knights led the rifle formations to break through the blockade of these undeads, but the number of holy grail knights was still too small. Teams of knights squad down one after another and were swallowed up by the undead.

The Warriors of the Undead Chaos Chosen gradually reversed the situation. Gradually, the knights began to be weak and began to suffer casualties. The left-wing situation changed from superior to unfavorable.

If this continues, failure is only a matter of time.

François, who was leading the charge of knights, noticed the scene. He raised the sword of the unicorn and shouted: "Knights of Brittania! My brothers and compatriots! "

The knights regrouped under Francois' order.

"Fight for you! Fight for ladies! Fight for the protection of the kingdom !!!" The knights of the Quinaris Champion Cavaliers Brothers gathered together, headed by Francois, forming an inverted triangle Lance array.

"Go forward !!! For ladies! For Brittania!"

Francois kicked the Spurs on the belly of his love horse. He led the Quinaris Champions Cavaliers Brotherhood and launched a charge towards where Gul was.

That is the storm center of the battlefield.

"François! Finally here!" Kemler stood high on the podium. He looked at the figure of Duke Winford and showed an extremely vicious expression: "Solve him! Gul! Kill him!"

The unicorn sword in François' hands and the black giant axe in Gul's hands made a spark at the first confrontation. The great force from his arm almost made Duke Winford fall into the war horse.

Francois stared at him, he didn't know why the undead chaos champion appeared in front of him, but he was the enemy! This is enough, the equestrian is proficient, and the Duke who has reached the level of adjustment has easily adjusted his body slightly, and the pedal is pressed hard to restore his balance. Then, the unicorn sword shines again: "Lady Ah, please give me the power of revenge! "

The dazzling glare from the unicorn sword engulfed Gul's figure, and the nearby undead were collectively purified again into a pile of debris. Even those undead chaos gods chosen by the glare were temporarily stopped by the glare. .

The champion of the Undead Chaos Four Gods was not affected by the glare. Gul raised the axe. He stood on the pile of dozens of knights and giggled. The sharp teeth on the black giant axe were covered with knights. Blood, the sword of the unicorn and the black giant axe again confront each other.

Again, regardless of victory!

The battle continued on the battlefield. In this flesh and blood grinding, the left-wing knights began to fall into a bitter battle. The Chinese infantry regiment lost the knights ’control. They were unable to fight the more and more undead legions. The right-wing and dwarves were still fighting hard. Bellega did not ask for human reinforcements because of pride, but he and his dwarf army were too few.

François strove to push Gul's giant axe with all his strength. He turned his horse's head and quickly rushed across the battle line composed of the undead chaos **** warriors. The sword of the unicorn repeatedly rotated, pushing back several weapons and With a halberd, he tried to pierce the blade of the lake god's blessing into the helmet of an undead chaos god.

There is no invincible existence, there must be a way to kill these powerful undead!

Effective! With the powerful blessings from the fairy in the lake, black smoke erupted in the helmet of the chosen warrior in front of him. Under the divine power of purification, the skull filled with the power of undead and chaos was evaporated and the support of the dead bone was lost Armor fell to the ground.

After successfully killing a God-selected warrior, Francois was not happy in his heart. He was already a knight in the sanctuary approaching the peak! How many people have his strength on the battlefield?

"Duke, don't go on like this! We will lose!" Count Comte-Reynolds killed a **** road and came to Francois. His armor was covered with the flesh and blood of the undead: "You must think of a way! "

"No! We can't fail here!" François clenched the unicorn sword in his hand. He shook his head again and again: "Trying to get close to Kemler, I'm going to win against him today!"

"I'll cover you! My Duke!" Sir Jeffrey of Angleton led his few knights shouting towards Francois: "I will buy you time!"

"Good!" François knew that it was not time to hesitate, the noon sun had risen high, and the Cavaliers and the Army of the Undead were fighting from early morning to noon.

The human army began to wear out.

The champion knights led by Francois once again impacted the commanding site of the tomb legion where Keimler was located. Gul followed Keimler ’s order to stop the knights, which could be used by a knight wearing silver body armor The sword grid in his hand blocked his giant axe: "Jeffrey of Angleton is here! Who will take my first rank ?!"

After talking, Sir Jeffrey, the Breton hero who once slaughtered the dragon stopped Gul, and Francois and other two or three knights really broke through the last line of defense and moved towards where Keimler was Washed away.

"Huh ~" Gul's empty eyes were full of soul fire, and he Jeffrey battled.

Coarsely and violently, Sir Jeffrey immediately realized that he was not Gul's opponent. His arms were numb and he was unable to resist Gul's attack.

The black giant axe shattered his shield with an axe. Jeffrey smiled bitterly. He clenched his long flaming sword in his hands and fought against Gul.

Madam, Jeffrey is here for you. When that moment comes, may I continue to fight for you in your kingdom of God ...

Your Excellency Francois, I wish you success ...

"Hoo ~" The big axe swept away and knocked Jeffrey off the horse.

Rolling down on the ground, Jeffrey wanted to stand up and fight Gul. When he wanted to get up, a black serrated axe penetrated his back from behind, the plate armor was cut by the axe, Jeffrey had a cool chest, a sweet mouth, and blood spit out.

He knew that he was going to die.

Gul pulled out his black giant axe. He walked in front of Jeffrey and beheaded the champion knight with an axe. The **** head was pulled from the knight's neck. Gul looked up at the sky and celebrated In their own victory.

There was a burst of cheers and a burst of sorrows, and several knights wanted to rush to seize the first level of Jeffrey. They all became the ghosts of Gul ’s axe. Kemler-his master.

At this time, the ancient tomb legionary podium.

"Kemler !!!" A loud rage sounded from a distance, and Duke Francois and the two knights behind him broke through the last line of defense, rushing towards Mathewbad and Keimler who were on the podium Here, the light from the lake **** flickered in Francois, and the faint aura surrounded the Duke Winford. Any guard who tried to stop him was killed by him on the spot, and Francois ’face was extremely extreme. Cold anger: "Today is your death!"

"François ... François!" Keimler squeezed the noisy skull stick in his hand, and the Necromancer knew that the victory was here!

Matheward tried to block Francois, and as a result, an expedition knight wearing a red and blue robes and a golden fire dragon cross helmet and the sword "Durandale" in his hand stopped him: " Your opponent is me! Traitor! "

"Carrard!" Matheward's eyes were red, he clenched his black blade, and fought against Carrard.

On the other side, Count Kuylau Antalm blocked several undead chaos warriors who came to the side to support: "Cousin! Please!"

Finally, Camerle and Francois met, and Duke Winford raised his unicorn sword high, just like the general battle between the two at La Maisonnel Abbey two decades ago. Same as in.

The first sword, the blade of the unicorn sword, crossed a silver trajectory and cut straight down, and Keimler subconsciously raised the noisy skull staff in his hand to resist.

"Kap ~" The staff was cut into two pieces by Francois 'sword. With the sacrifice of his staff, Kemler barely escaped Francois' offensive.

François, with a rage on his face, immediately cut off the second sword.

"Qiao ~" The chaotic grave-digging sword came out of the sheath, and the crisp sound and spark of steel against steel told the fierce confrontation, relying on the gift of the evil **** ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Kemler reluctantly resisted this blow again.

But Francois ’s offensive was not over yet, and a dazzling glare erupted on the sword of the unicorn. A purified light that made Kemmer extremely uncomfortable almost blinded the eyes of the undead wizard, he screamed. Backing up again and again, covering his eyes with his hands, he could see nothing for the time being.

"Come to death! Kemler, all the knights and territories killed for you, for the father, for the lady!" François warhorse lifted his forefoot, ready to give Kemler a final blow down the sky!

"Oh, it's you who is dying today, Francois!" Keimler's mouth suddenly showed a grin, and he stretched out with one hand, the wind of the undead surged.

Gul, who was originally still at least ten meters away, instantly appeared behind Francois. The serrated axe of the black giant axe slashed towards the Duke of Winford.

"what?!"

"It's over, Francois. Our grudges for more than two decades will be put to rest today!"

(To be continued)