Warhammer Throne

ps: Everyone knows what happened recently, and I wo n’t say much. The public chapter has been blocked for four chapters. At this time, I try to write a little lighter. I also hope that readers will take more care and not be too harsh.

ps2: The update was late because the starting point collapsed and I couldn't log in, there was no way.

ps3: The reason for the website. The chapter before May 20 said that it is all gone. I do n’t know if it can be restored.

Above the ruins of Richard's Castle, Mathewbad's room.

The black knight Matthew Bard was sitting inside the room. The wind of his undead was raging. Mu Xilong's venomous snake face was very pale, even a little purple. He closed his eyes and sat on a seat decorated with many gorgeous gems. .

As a gift from Akhan, the Black Knights of the Holy Grail have all been killed in battle, and all the power in it has returned to Mathewbad. The strength, fighting skills and experience of more than a dozen Holy Grail Knights have returned to Matheward. Body.

Relying on so much energy and experience, Matthew Bard finally broke through the sanctuary, but these strengths are not his own things. What Matthew Bard has to do is to integrate understanding and turn these things into his own. .

He needed time to digest, and the heavy army of undead also needed time to replenish. Now there is a huge corpse outside Richard Castle. The new undead army is being resurrected and assembled. The crazy Duke of Meroving is dead. Horse Hubbard now lacks an undead lord who can stand alone.

Matheward was waiting, and Musilon's viper ordered no one to disturb him.

Mousilon's venomous snake closed his eyes, and his heart flashed the sad face of his father Ron Leo Cornwall from time to time.

Does my father really regret this? Matheward thought more than once.

But that did n’t matter anymore. Duke Musilon sneered in his heart. He was the son of Lawn, and he was the orthodox heir to the title of Lord, regent of the kingdom and candidate for the throne.

Since Raun's life and death are unknown, as Raun's son, he rightfully has the right to inherit everything from Raun.

Then become the king, go to the Holy Grail Cathedral, and expose the true colors of the Bichi in the lake!

"呱 ~ 呱 ~ 呱 ~" Just as Matheward closed his eyes and realized the power of the death of the Black Grail Knights, a two-headed crow fell on the window of his room: "呱呱 ~"

"You succeeded?" Mathew Bard immediately realized what he was sitting in the shadows.

"I said, this is a deal. In order to let you see the sincerity of the great Lord of Destiny, we will help you a little this time." The double-headed crow looks slightly embarrassed, its appearance looks very Old, too old to stand fast, there are few feathers left on both wings, and when he heard Mathewbad's words, it opened its mouth: "I completely destroyed the Spire Palace and repelled Ryan- Makado and his army, now he has fled to Sharon Forest. "

"Repel?" Matheward immediately frowned instinctively, not what he wanted!

But Mu Xilong's venomous snake immediately realized that the evil monster army would never do his utmost for him, because there was no reason, just like he refused to believe any news of the evil monster.

They are only collaborators. If the Trickster wants to get the relics, Mathewade can give it. Lion-Makado needs someone to deal with it. The Trickster can help.

Humph! Take advantage of these chaos for a while! Matheward's eyes narrowed. At that time, the situation was critical. He made this choice temporarily, taking whatever he needed. When he took control of the country, there would be no more chaos.

"I need you and your army to stop Ryan Makado and the possible reinforcements in the south." Matheward put forward his own conditions.

"Yes, then I need to get a lion riding a gun." The two-headed crow whispered: "If you want to use our power, you need to pay the price, Mu Xilong's viper, the great Lord of Fate is not a mortal like you can test of."

The lion rides a gun? ! Matheward frowned at the news.

The lion's lance was in his hand. After defeating Raun, Matheward didn't get the sword of Korona, but the lion's lance did fall into his hand.

Thinking of this, Matheward felt very hesitant. Although he hated Raun, he never denied that Raun was his father, and all his actions could actually be understood as he was claiming his legitimate rights because He is Raun ’s son and has a weak claim that in the case that Raun did not appoint an heir, he can wage war to claim that he is the reasonable heir to Raun ’s legacy, and this is also his greatest capital to inherit the throne, or blood .

Just like if Ryan died suddenly, despite the strong claims of him and Surya's son Devonshire, Ryan and Emmanuel's son Frederick can still warn me that I am the father's orthodox heir.

Therefore, Matheward believes that he is the owner of the lion lance.

But the request of the wicked monster must be considered. Matheward knew that he was now weak and the army of the undead was weak. Merowan died in battle, and it would take time to regroup an army of undead.

A group of bats flew outside the window, making a burst of noise.

The two-headed crow stared at Mathewbad. Its meaning was clear. The previous help was free. It was a little gift from Saint Rabbi, but it was not so good after that.

This is part of the transaction, and the chaotic evil **** Luqi has shown his sincerity.

"Can you give me some time to think about it?" Matheward still didn't want to hand over the lion lance.

"Yes, it must be as soon as possible." The two-headed crow did not have any excessive reaction. It shook its head, and there was magic in his blue eyes: "There is also the crown of Duke Musilon and the undying lake of lances, which is also Part of the transaction. "

"Why do you want to get the holy thing? What use does this thing have for you?" Matheward asked intentionally: "I don't understand."

"This is my Lord's order to gather thirteen relics." The two-headed crow does not seem to intend to answer this question: "Thirteen lances and the crown of Duke Musilon are part of the plan."

"You didn't tell me the truth."

"You don't need to know the truth, mortal, you become a king, we get the relic, this is a deal."

The two-headed crow flew away from the window sill. There were still a large number of bats flying outside. Matheward's eyes flickered, and he fell into hesitation.

Apparently Carlos, the weaver weaver of the fate, came to shoulder a major mission. Musilon ’s venomous snake had a hunch that if Carlos gathered all 13 lances and the crown of the Duke of Musilon, there would be extremely terrible things Something happened.

As long as it is not allowed to gather, Mathewade can only persuade himself in this way.

What he didn't notice was that after a group of bats flew through the window outside the room again, they left Richard Castle and flew into the distance.

………… I am the dividing line of a transaction …………

In late March, within the Sharon Forest, the Southern Knight Road Army Camp, in early spring, the night was cold like water.

The campfire was quietly burning in the damp forest land, making a crackling sound, a burst of cold wind blowing from the woodland, the dark forest seemed to contain some kind of extremely horrible noise, and the simple tents were framed. When they got up, the wood elf forest rangers patrolled the outposts while the internal army was taking a break.

The serf soldiers were almost wounded. They used bandages and precious wound medicine to treat their injuries. They sat together in twos and threes for dinner. The army ’s supplies were relatively abundant, with meat and vegetables. Put the dark bread in the pan and cook it soft and hot, then add a small amount of cereals and fresh vegetables to eat dinner.

Most of the people were silent, and occasionally some injured serfs groaned lowly. Most of the wounded were treated, but there are no doubt that many of them have lost their arms, legs or eyes, waiting for their generals. It would be forced to retire and return to Lane's territory to farm with a pension.

This was unacceptable to many serfs. Many wounded serfs shed tears for them. They preferred to die rather than become disabled.

The leaves of the tall shrubs and deciduous forests were all covered with dew, dripping drop by drop on the muddy forest land, and also on everyone's heart.

The Spire Palace was destroyed, the entire castle melted, and the battle was hard. The Spire Palace, which persisted for a day and night in front of the army of undead, even collapsed without even supporting it for two hours in front of the evil monster army, which made many soldiers simply accept Nope.

The only thing to be thankful is that the casualties of Ryan ’s army are not very large, because the evil monster army did not pursue when it saw the retreat of the army, so almost all the soldiers who did not die were successfully retreated through the pontoon.

Put a few pieces of whole wheat bread into a bubbling iron pan, add a pig bone and a few pork fats, and the company leader Raymond of the halberd company sits on a stone, he is lucky to have only a back A piece of leather was scratched on the top, which was very lucky for Raymond, who has been a soldier for many years.

The ability to eat so much meat is naturally not what ordinary soldiers can afford. Lord Bertrand, the commander of the Sharon Forest Guard Battalion, sat opposite him. The forty-year-old Green Arrow sighed and shook his head. , Pick up the bowl and taste the broth.

Seeing Raymond still had no movement, Bertrand smiled: "Don't you eat?"

"Many brothers died, there is no appetite." Raymond is indeed a bit hungry, but he does not have any appetite. In the battle with the evil monster army, a fugitive who had a good relationship with him and lived in the beginning. A serf soldier next to the dormitory was in front of Raymond and turned into a dark ashes.

Bertrand continued to eat after listening, and the Lord Winford smiled bitterly: "Boy Raymond, how can there be an undead in a soldier's battle? I tell you that more than 600 of our casualties have been considered very light in this battle. By the way, His Majesty Mogianna did not know how many lives were saved! "

"... That, Sir Bertrand?"

"Ok?"

"Is that ... chaotic demons? Are they too powerful?" Raymond asked cautiously when there was no one left or right. "Chaos demons really exist?"

"Shut up! Raymond kid!" Bertrand changed his face immediately after hearing Raymond's question. Two long beards under his nose shook for several times. "This is not something you should care about, be careful. ! Otherwise you will evaporate one day and I will not try to save you! "

"Ah! Yes, I know." Raymond was taken aback. He suddenly realized how terrible he had actually done, and quickly bowed his head to make a mistake.

Bertrand also wanted to say something. A Kingdom knight in full-body plate armor and ragged robes approached from a distance: "Bertrand? Are you there?"

"Yes, I'm here, Mr. Leo Frick, what's the matter?" Bertrand quickly put down the empty bowl and stood up, while giving Raymond a warning look and then stood up to meet: "I am here. "

The comer is the Kingdom Knight from Winford, the champion of the last Cavaliers Leo Frick Carr, who looked at the big iron pan of whole group of sergeants with whole wheat bread, pork and vegetables, but Thinking that Bertrand was a person admired by the Duke of Francois, he could only try to make himself and Yan Yue said: "We intend to have a meeting. Your Excellency Lane asks where you are going, come with me."

"Yes!" Bertrand hurriedly, he immediately followed Leo Flick and left the camp.

Watching Bertrand leave like this, the sergeants were all envious. Although Bertrand seemed to whisper in front of Leo Frick, it was already an honor that all serfs could not imagine speaking in such a relatively equal way!

Bertrand followed Leo Frick to the camp on the other side. This is the residence of the knights. A huge tent stood in the middle of the camp. When Bertrand opened the curtain of the tent, both the Holy Grail knight and the noblemen Already there, only Bertrand was left with the seat closest to the door of the entire tent, and he hurried into it.

The atmosphere inside the tent was obviously low. Ryan stood at the long table and looked at the map. Mogina in a threaded lily dress sat on his right, while the sorceress wearing a full set of black leather coats and long high-heeled boots Theresa sat on his left.

"... The loss of the Spire Palace means that we failed to regain Musilon's plan this time." Ryan saw Bertrand appear, nodded, and then said: "The reality of the evil monster is a little weird. Come on normally. I said that Undead and Chaos are not friends but enemies, so ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I am fully responsible for the loss of the Spire Palace this time. I am not prepared. I accept criticism and correction. "

The knights had different theories on this, but generally they didn't think it was Ryan's responsibility. The reality of the treacherous demon army was too sudden and too inexplicable, and there was no way to defeat the army under the precaution.

Needless to say, the power of the Chaos Demon Army, even the elite and elf troops, is still very difficult to deal with an organized chaotic demon army, not to mention that there are many serfs in the army of Lane, losing It is normal to win, and it is a miracle to win.

"I don't blame you for this matter, Ryan. None of us thought that there would be a treacherous demon led a whole army of treacherous monsters to appear in Musilon." Mogiana shook her head and she sat on the chair. On the top, holding the Holy Grail of Potions: "Chaotic demons will not easily enter the world, they will enter the world certainly have their purpose."

"The purpose of the chaotic demons ..." The Holy Grail Knight, Federmond, the son of the Duke of Bodrick pondered: "Chaotic demons will come to the world in general, there are two possibilities, the first is destruction, the second is to find or destroy Something specified by the evil god. "

Gerald nodded, and he also frowned, this kingdom knight with the title of paladin was pale, he was injured by a strange demon in the previous battle, and the injury is still not good: "If it is destroyed, Then it ’s impossible for the evil monster army to give up chasing us. "

"So it's destroying things?" Armand thought with his head down, he said doubtfully: "Chaos wants to destroy the Spire Palace?"

"Not like that." Ryan shook his head.

Everyone was in doubt.

The magician Theresa said suddenly.

"Ryan, do you think the undead will collude with Chaos? Form a coalition?"

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