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 was still able to withstand the rain. .

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

It is naturally the Earl's halberd regiment that can have such excellent living conditions.

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 it.

Outside, there was a hint of white 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 out of his arms, and in the first morning light, he began his prayer: "My Lord God of Justice, your believer Raymond is here to pray to you."

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 Lei Meng's eyes. The icon was not well-made. The **** of justice was holding a warhammer and balance, and his empty eyes looked at Lei Meng quietly.

"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 20th birthday. Thank you, my lord. Twenty years after the birth of the world, 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's 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. A full 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 army of the Principality of Bastogne in red and yellow clothes, the army of the Principality of Winford in blue and white, the army of the Principality of Montfort in black and white, and the army of dwarves in armor, they are in the morning light Gathered gradually under the light.

The lord, the knight, the warrior, and the serf all 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.

In the oncoming mountain breeze, with the smell of the dead bones and the peculiar moist smell of the tomb, the river flowing upstream of Grismore quickly washed the banks of the river.

The army of undead is close.

"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 the homeland!" The soldiers shouted with their arms raised.

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 depicting 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 can reach a 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 it, not 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 hard, 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 couldn't break through our lineup, and 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!"

The soldiers nodded and said to obey 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. .

Just like cutting meat, just like cutting meat.

Raymond tried not to allow himself to bear that heavy sense of guilt. He was silent in his heart with the holy 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. The serf infantry regiment immediately found that they could easily deal with these zombie groups after a short battle, and the zombie slow , 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 have never fired once.

However, the Legion of the Dead 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 truly powerful troops began to appear.

There were dozens of fearful wolves. The hungry wolves drooled in their mouths, and their blood mouth ran fast. They cunningly hid themselves behind the zombies, preparing to devour delicious and delicious human flesh.

Behind them, several skeleton regiments are slowly pressing on.

But the coalition was already prepared, and the Kingdom Knight Hex, who rode on the warhorse, raised his lance: "First time, fire!"

"Open the fire !!!" The captain of the detachment and the captain of the company shouted loudly. 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. Then, the dense arrows followed up to catch the terror wolves. The figure runs through.

The first wave of fire flooded the entire group of terror wolves. When the volley ended, there were only three groups of dozens of terror wolves, 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, mortal efforts 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 do not know why they are tired or fear. They are just moving forward, falling down in the front, continuing in the back, stopping the footsteps in the back in front, and pushing 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 broken. The serf infantrymen had to face the rusty blades and decayed spears of the skeleton warriors. The infantry regiments were forced to retreat. 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 and turned into several sections ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ to die! "Raymond grabbed an empty wielding halberd and cut down a skeleton warrior. The corpses of his hands and feet were already submerged by the tide. The young soldier immediately gave up to take back the corpses of his compatriots. He knew he could not move. His equally young halberd soldier made up immediately.

Three seconds later, the halberd was cut off by the defensive grave guard and another soldier made up again.

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

The front is gradually receding, they can't 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.

The count will not give up on us. He will try his best to grasp the halberd again. Raymond stabs a fearful wolf with a standard spike, he thought again.

The sound of the horn sounded from the west, and the dense horseshoes covered some sounds. Raymond's fragile hearing could not be accurately heard, 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 and men to fight back together, but the scene in front of him soon surprised him.

The same horn sounded in the Undead formation, and a large group of Undead Knights were entering the battlefield.

Above the sky, a huge evil monster with a spreading face spread green flames at the mouth and flew towards the human army-Raymond did not know its name, but he knew that this evil monster 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."