Warhammer Throne

Kislov, the country among the snow and ice, the northernmost country in the old world human order civilization.

It is covered with snow all year round. The way to distinguish the season is to see if the snow outside is bigger or smaller. The day here is short and sometimes very long. The Mrs. Keesler and the Ugol people living here will always be Perform daily activities every day during the day, because when the day passes, night falls, no one dares to stay in the wild, even those Esun priests blessed by the bear **** Esun or those brave wing cavalry, as long as there is a choice, These well-trained fighters will also choose to stay behind the high walls of the town.

The desolation of the land makes the entire Kislov, except for a few pieces of land blessed and cast by the ice witch, there is no place to cultivate at all. Fishing and hunting are the main food sources here, and high-calorie food has become the favorite of Mrs. The permanent shortage of materials has made people throughout the country hard to get enough for a year, let alone the endless threats from the wild.

Many people think that in such a place, how can anyone come?

However, on the contrary, Kislov may have the largest number of mercenaries except Tyril.

Because foreign merchants and nobles who have come and gone have always required a lot of manpower to ensure their safety.

But beyond that, Kislov has a more attractive place here.

A place outside of law and a place of wealth.

Here, countless death row inmates can find their own place. The chaser of the empire will give up chasing these prisoners after reaching the border of Kislov, which makes many criminals who do not want to go on the gallows find a place to hold and desire The mercenaries and bounty hunters of wealth and glory came to this kingdom of ice and snow one after another. They were very interested in the location of the chaotic warlord tombs and the ancient dwarf fortresses.

At the same time, only the real brave will try to cross the Linsk River and enter the troll kingdom. This land is more terrible than the dangerous Kislov. Here, there are countless evil creatures distorted by chaos. With the barbarian people in the north who are constantly going south, adventurers and mercenaries who are not good at level will disappear on the vast ice field in just a few days, and even if they have not encountered combat, they will be abandoned from the north. The wind of chaos blowing from the earth is also mixed with the whispers and curses of the chaotic evil god, which is enough to drive a normal person into madness in just a few months or even weeks.

However, the adventures in the troll kingdom are rewardingly incredible.

The troll kingdom is filled with the tombs of chaos champions and ancient human warriors, countless burials of gold and silver treasures are waiting for their new masters, many abandoned dwarf shrines also preserve Zhenjin and Mithril, and those ancient to almost Forgotten runes, there are a lot of inexhaustible minerals, gold and silver gems, even those extremely precious magic gems, and even some lucky ones will find a mysterious rune. Weapon or armor! That's a priceless treasure!

Therefore, when people talk about the exploration of the troll kingdom, they always use envy and admiration, and according to the reliable survey conclusions drawn and published by the tsar Katarina, the adventurers who returned from the troll kingdom , 90% of them made a fortune or received a more generous return!

90% probability! And it is an amazingly high rate of return!

This is the kingdom of trolls north of Kislov, a blessing for speculators and adventurers!

On the day of the coming winter, the troll kingdom is very close to the Linsk River, welcoming two returning adventurers. These two adventurers obviously have a very high status, otherwise they will not let Kislov Four wing cavalry were dispatched to respond by the Linsk River.

However, they waited for a loud noise.

"Boom!" A giant with a height of more than a dozen meters fell to the ground. The giant's face still had some unwillingness before death.

A frost sword measuring 1.6 meters in length was inserted in his forehead.

Several wing cavalry looked at each other, a giant, so dead? !

The biting north wind is coming, and the wind and snow are blowing on the face of the head wing cavalry. The wing cavalry general is named Kukov. He and his wing cavalry troops are subordinate to the port city of Ellengrad. The only place in the Kingdom of Kislov that can be called a city.

The other three wing cavalry were anxious. After all, they received orders to greet the people here. If the other side had an accident, they must bear a huge responsibility.

"Calm down!" General Kukov frowned. The soldier had a beautiful bazi, and he desperately wanted to look into the distance.

As a wing cavalry general, Kukov once went to the empire as a mercenary to serve the electors. What he hated most was the endless black forest of the empire, where the sky was always shaded by the trees and dark. Keslov, his vision is always wider, and although this makes Kukov feel small, he still insists on not interfering.

Every adventurer who can retreat from the troll kingdom is an amazing warrior! And the warriors always have dignity, they will not like someone to intervene.

Two figures appeared gradually in the dense snow.

The first figure was about 1.8 meters tall. He wore a bearskin cap on his head. There were many cap feathers on the cap. Colorful, a full body plate of Mithril protects his body. A black and white shield engraved with the family coat of arms of a red bull and an iron cross illustrates his identity. Behind him is a giant bull cloak, and two short flames and a sharp steel sword , Carrying the shield behind him.

Even though he was wearing such a thick suit, the person coming was still exhaling in the extremely cold environment. He was very proud and proud to say: "It ’s really cold weather, damn, I thought Wolfen ’s winter was cold enough, but After entering the troll kingdom, I realized how low the temperature is here. What do you think? Mentor? "

"Oh? Really? I think, in this place, I can feel the warmth of my hometown." The second person appeared from the wind and snow: "It's good, if it's colder, it's better, just Like Asaheim. "

The instructor's height is very high, at least two meters six or more, his long golden hair smashed into a sky braid, the long hair on both sides also tied a lot of small braids, he just wore a rather shabby body board A, with wolf teeth and wolf skulls stringed on the chest, his face looks like those of the most ferocious northern barbarians, possessing an untamed wildness and a high nose bridge, like a wolf His eyes are full of lessons, and his cloak is also made of a whole piece of wolf skin, engraved with a giant wolf pattern running among the stars: "Be alert, Oleg, danger is everywhere, You must not relax before you return home! "

"Yes! Mentor, but I think I must admit that I already miss my wife in Wolfenberg and the wine in the wine cellar!" Oleg-Von- Zhukov subconsciously recognized, and then Said with a ridiculous tone: "By following your teaching!"

"Hahahaha ~" The instructor gave a rough laugh. His voice sounded as rough and unwilling as the wolf, but it exudes endless pleasure and boldness: "Yes! There is nothing warmer than women, fine wine. The fireplace can soothe the warrior's soul even more! "

"Hahahahaha ~" The master and apprentice gave a careless laugh in the wilderness. The instructor reached out and held the frost cold blade inserted in the face of the giant. He took a sip and kicked the giant away with one foot Long sword.

The four wing cavalry were relieved, and General Kukoff shot forward: "Hello, Your Excellency Baron Oleg, and Your Wolf Wolf, we have received your signal and welcome you here!"

"?" The mentor's action swelled, and he shouted at his disciple with dissatisfaction: "What's going on ?! Oleg, I'm not telling you, can the Moka test be done by you alone?" ! "

"I did it alone! Mentor, I just sent the message to my father after completing the Moka trial and asked him to send someone to pick us up!" Oleg quickly defended: "This is the will of the father, I It ’s his eldest son and heir to the first place! You know how much effort I have spent before my father promised me to follow you in this trial! "

"... so listen to my father's words?" The tutor's anger came and went quickly. He had just fluttered in his anger, and immediately became happily colored again, reached out and patted Oleg's shoulder, and smiled: "Hey, That ’s right, it ’s right to listen to my father. It seems that our encounter was not accidental. I also listen to my father. ”

Oleg just breathed a sigh of relief. His mentor was indeed moody, but fortunately he was born with the kind of boldness that belongs to the northern man, not too difficult to get along with.

The four wing cavalry and the mentor and apprentice merged together and walked toward the south together. They seized the time to cross the Linsk River. The instructor could clearly feel that after the results crossed the Linsk River, everyone lighted up. Tone.

Is the north side of this river so dangerous to these people? The tutor smiled rather carelessly, revealing the sharp fangs in his mouth.

Also, the humans in this world are still very tenacious. The Ugorians, Mrs. Kessler, and the Imperials are worthy of admiration.

After the group crossed the river, it was getting late. The bitter north wind was blowing on everyone's body. Even the strongest wing cavalry trembled with cold. They took out the map and carefully recognized the direction. Then follow the wilderness road full of snow.

Finally, before the sunset of the Western Hills, a group of people came to a small village of Kislov, which was built against a small river that had been frozen and was built not far from a coniferous forest. The wall made of logs makes everyone feel a sense of belonging. The village is close to a small mountain bag with neatly arranged and crowded houses, as well as a pointed central house. The whole body is painted red.

It was too late, the village gate was tightly closed, and just above the gate, the fierce Mrs. Keesler was using a long bow and a spear to prepare these uninvited guests. The iconic wings of the cavalry let them put down their hostility, and a Mrs. Kessler above the wall gate shouted at them: "Privorte?"

General Kukov also shouted: "Zdrastevi!"

The two sides shouted a few more Kislov words. The defender nodded. Oleg and his mentor heard the sound of the door creaking and opening and the sound of the door panel being removed behind the door. The door slowly turned toward Opening outside, pushing the thick snow in front of the door.

"Let's stay here tonight, Lord Oleg, Lord Wolf." General Kukov said: "The snow outside is too big, so it is too dangerous in the wild, and sensible people understand this We should hide behind the fence. "

"Maybe." The instructor disagreed, but he did not object.

Soon after the people entered the village, the village gate slammed shut. In Kislov, marauders from Noska or Kurgan are commonplace for people here, and even worse things come and go. Human beings are ready to fight at any time.

The shacks and barns were covered by snow, and the land in the village was extremely hard, and there were shallow ruts. General Kukov told the master and apprentice that they needed to enter the central house towards the village. "Boye" pays tribute, and Boye will provide them with free food and rest.

This is the rule of Kislov and the character of Mrs. Kisler, pragmatic, serious, tenacious, and unflattering.

Obviously, the mentor rejected the proposal, and he took out the heads of the five chaos champions: "Is this enough? If you have so many Poyer in your mouth, he can get my respect!"

Both General Kukoff and Oleg knew the temper of the wolf lord. They were both admired and helpless, and could only carry these heads in.

After more than ten minutes, the gate of the central hall opened and the village ’s Boyer warmly came out to greet the guests. He was a burly man with long braided hair, an axe in his waist, and a thick beard. , Holding the hands of the instructor and Oleg very enthusiastically, talking non-stop, and then led everyone into the door.

There was a rush of heat, and the hall was filled with rich food, big Leba, beetroot soup, delicious grilled meat, two broths stewed in broth, and crackling flames reflected the walls of the hall. It became the appearance of goose yellow.

Keslov's men and women greeted the guests with kindness, dancing, and others playing the harp and lute, singers, human heroes, and the story of the tsar.

The instructor and Oleg sat on the side of the long table, the waiter handed a full glass of horse milk, and then delivered a full glass of Kislovd vodka, the instructor grabbed vodka and drank directly. The hot liquid scorched through the mouth and esophagus, making him cry out loud.

"Huh ~" Oleg also learned to drink a cup, and was so spicy that he couldn't speak. However, the eldest son-in-law's son finally felt the warmth from humans and his homeland. He coughed a few times Sound: "After spending more than a year in the troll kingdom, I almost forgot the feeling of leaving home. I almost thought that every part of the world is the same as the troll kingdom, only barren, snow, weeds and endless sky."

"More than a year?" The mentor chuckled, and he immediately filled himself with a large glass of vodka, and then picked up a half-baked pork leg and directly nibbled up: "After more than a year, do you feel difficult?"

"What's the matter, mentor, isn't that hard enough?" Jiujin came up, and Oleg shouted dissatisfiedly.

"... If I say ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I slaughtered hundreds of thousands of chaotic demons in my own space in subspace, and it took me thousands of years to come here, do you believe it?" A faint look of reminiscence appeared on the tutor's face, and then disappeared, nibbling at the pig's legs, tasting the deliciousness of the original food.

"Teacher! I know you are very powerful, very powerful, but your cowhide is too big!" Oleg lowered his head to deal with a piece of lamb chops, his face covered with black lines: "I don't believe it!"

"Hey, I don't believe it either." The tutor didn't take it seriously, he laughed, and everyone thought he was making a bad joke.

Yeah, a bad joke.

My father gave me a bad joke.

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