Proof of the Sun King

The bull knights have always been the representatives of bravery and fearlessness, and they are also the pride of the Oster leader. During the Norsca expedition, these bull knights once followed Oleg von Zhukov to the Norsca. Inland, won countless honors, but also saved a lot of lives. Many Norsca people have never left the interior in their lives, and they have never participated in any looting of the south, but Oleg is not afraid of Norsca people. His hatred broke through the sky. After all, there have been countless invasions and counter-invasions over the past three thousand years.

It can only be said that this is not a world suitable for the Virgin, the chaos side and the order side are destined to die.

It is precisely because of this that the bull knights are also the slaying targets of Motkin. Any Chaos warrior who hunts the bull knights can be promoted by the eternal gods. Therefore, in order to promote, many people are willing to take risks.

Manninggood-Cockroach Bully, the Chaos Warlock is one of them.

This Chaos Warlock comes from the wasteland of the north. He is not a chosen person, but has gotten to where he is today by relying on countless trials and tribulations, becoming a Chaos Warlock.

However, everything about this Chaos Warlock is shrouded in fog, and the information about the Manninggood-Cockroach Bully is unknown until now. Everyone only knows that this Chaos Warlock does not like to use giant beasts and light infantry units. He He also doesn't like the light cavalry assault tactics used by barbarians to raid. He only likes to use heavy cavalry and heavy infantry to fight, and he is very knowledgeable about the use of heavy cavalry and heavy infantry.

After hearing Motkin's call, Manninggood came to join him.

As for who this Chaos Warlock believes in, it is also an unsolved mystery.

Saying that he believes in Khorne, this person is indeed a reckless man. Once a war begins, he likes to use heavy cavalry and force-rush tactics, but Khorne believers absolutely despise spells, and there is not a single warlock among Khorne believers.

Saying he believes in Tzeentch, this man does call himself a wise man, but in fact this Chaos Warlock is often ridiculed as mentally retarded because his tactics are too rigid and he often ignores the specific situation forcibly using heavy cavalry and heavy infantry to charge. What Tzeentch believers do.

Saying he believes in Nurgle, the hot, corrosive bile in the big sarcoid behind him really looks like Nurgle's creation, but this man is also a fan of rudeness. Fighting method.

Finally, this Chaos Warlock is also quite accomplished in the field of art. He especially likes dancing. As a dancer of the soul, whenever he dances, the people around him will be deeply integrated into it and cannot extricate himself. He is also known as a cockroach. Dancer, smirking dancer, but this guy's eyesight is very poor, and he can't even see what is in front of him. Many times he commands the army like a blind man. This is not the style of Slaanesh believers.

Oleg von Zhukov had played against this cockroach bully. He knew that the most threatening opponent was the first wave of Chaos Knights' charge and the subsequent advance of heavy infantry, but today the opponent did not have heavy infantry to follow. Come on, this is much easier.

"Bull Rider! Advance!" Oleg shouted and ordered. He charged forward in person, and Baron Wolfen drew his firearm from behind him: "Aim at the Chaos Knight's mount! Shoot!"

"Shoot!" The eight bull knights and more than 20 squires took out short-handed guns together. They randomly fired a round of salvos towards the Chaos Knights on the opposite side. White smoke rose into the sky and rushed to the front Chaos Knights. They fell off their horses, and the rest of the cavalry drew their weapons and prepared for melee combat.

At the moment when the steel collided, the two-handed swords of the bull knights slashed the armor of the Chaos Knights and the barbarian heavy-armed predator riders, and the axe of the Chaos Knights also easily slashed the plate armor and the shield. The collision armor shattered, blood spurted out, and more than a dozen horses on both sides fell off their horses.

Oleg von Zhukov was incomparably brave, the battle of Baron Wolfen was easily reminiscent of a wolf, strong and cunning as a wolf, constantly on the sword of Ivan the Terrible. The endless power of frost spreads out, which is enough to make a normal person freeze into an ice sculpture in five minutes, but Oleg von Zhukov uses this sword with ease. The chill coming from the sword body not only does not make Oleg feel cold, but has a kind of warmth like hometown.

He recalled the words of his mentor.

"Having experienced the Moka trial, you are already one of my heirs. When I have the opportunity, I will take you to the giant wolf ring in Longfang Fortress to introduce you to our history. Relax, remember to prepare a few jokes. It's vulgar, and everyone likes it."

"Guilliman's holy book is only suitable for toilet paper to wipe your ass, don't listen to that bastard, or I will kill you."

Who is Guilliman? What is the canon? Why is his holy book only used to wipe his ass? Oleg didn't understand, he swung the sword of Ivan the Terrible, and with a single sword chopped the oncoming Chaos knight with his horse into two pieces. Pick, another Chaos Knight was cut open from the abdomen to the head!

Oleg's bravery greatly boosted the morale of the bull knights. Just behind them, an entire company of archers was ready, and they released a shower of arrows towards the mounts of the barbarian predator cavalry. Chaos cavalry The losses were not small. In addition to fighting the arrow rain, they also faced the two-handed swords in the hands of the bull knights.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Ivan the Terrible's sword spread out a circle of frost, and the power of the Chaos Cavalry was limited. Fierce melee combat is the field that the Bull Knights are good at. Oleg One person slaughtered seven or eight Chaos Knights. His bravery made the barbarians dare not look him in the face. The barbarian predators and riders were defeated and rushed to flee.

Although Oleg's losses were not small, in the end the group of Chaos Cavalry was killed. The Manninggood-cockroach bully chose to retreat after firing several rounds of corrosive bile in a row. It must go back and report to Motkin here. Case.

"Withdraw! Motkin's cavalry will be back soon!" Oleg was covered in blood, and he immediately ordered: "Treat the wounded, we must return to Wolfenburg immediately!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

After eight hours on the road, it was almost dusk, and Oleg and his party finally saw Wolfenburg.

This is a huge fortress standing at the foot of the central mountain range. The city is very large. As a former dwarf fortress, the inner fort of Wolfenburg is closer to the features of dwarves than humans. Even the artillery and The design of the city defense is also in the style of the dwarves. The peak of the Central Mountains stands behind Wolfenburg, which used to be the ruled area of ​​humans, but now few humans dare to enter the Central Mountains for hunting or mining.

Only the outer city outside looks like a human settlement. The outer city with more than 10,000 houses is divided into two halves by the Wolfen River. This once brilliant city is now repeating the same way that Hawker took back Herzig. Dilapidated by wars and invasions, the castle remained a fortified refuge and hope for the people of Oster, which meant they still had a place to stay in the lands, a place with armies and A fortified fortress protected by walls.

"It's Wolfenburg! It's Wolfenburg, we're saved!"

"Finally, here we are, and Wolfenburg is ahead!"

"We are safe!"

Cheers broke out among the refugees, and the Oster people who were holding on to the ordeal quickened their pace. As the gate of the city wall opened, the crowded scene in the city appeared in front of everyone. A total of 380,000 Oster collar refugees were on the way. Taking refuge in this city, the streets, the end of the street, the alleys, the open spaces and even the corners of many houses are crowded with people everywhere. People are crowded together, making fires for heating and boiling water for cooking.

There was an unpleasant smell in the city. Oleg von Zhukov frowned when he smelled the smell. Baron Wolfen asked the defender, "Where's my father?"

"Your Excellency the Elector is in the Bull Fort (Inner Fort)," the guard replied.

"I have to go see him immediately," Oleg von Zhukov said subconsciously, then he immediately walked towards the Bull Fort with several bull riders and squires behind him: "Provide a place for these refugees , they need to rest."

If he guesses correctly, Wolfenburg will soon face a huge test.

This test will determine whether the history of the Ost people can continue to occupy a chapter in the glorious history of the empire.

Or, that's it.

"So, how is Wolfenburg's defense strength, can it withstand a large-scale invasion by the enemy?"

In Ostland and the Shadow Forest, a wood elf lord is talking to a dwarf butcher.

Behind them, there are their personal guards, the grey-clothed team and the Grimnir's Axe regiment, although the two armies add up to less than 300 people (a regiment of dwarves generally only has more than 100 people) people), but their combat effectiveness is terrifying, and neither the Chaos Warband nor the Chaos Chapter encountered on the road are their opponents, and the Wood Elves' knowledge of the forest allows them to avoid larger-scale battles.

In the face of the woodland lord's question, the dwarf butcher with the orange mohigan head lowered his head to think for a moment, then shook his head: "As far as the level of human construction is terrible? I don't want to think about it, if Vamir-von- Zhukov is not mentally retarded or cerebral palsy, so he should evacuate the refugees into the cave behind the Bull Fort, where the dwarves once built a shelter fortress and an underground lake, where they might survive."

These two people were the woodland lord Araloth the Brave and the dwarf butcher King Agrim Ironfist who came to Ostland to support him.

After a short debate, as Elector Hetwig and Tsar Katarin were unable to send reinforcements, Alaros and King Butcher decided to come to support Osterland, and King Butcher left his army behind in Beibei. Caffin assisted in defending and maintaining law and order, and only came with his own personal guard, while Alaros hoped to gain Lilith's attention and favor through this brave act.

In this way, a strange alliance was formed. The wood elf hero and the dwarf Butcher King knew that they were alone and chose to set out together. The Butcher King often shouted that he was crazy to form an alliance with Pointy Ears, and Alaros also often Complained that he didn't think he would one day join in with the dwarf.

However, I want to emphasize here that there is no deadly enmity between the wood elves and the dwarves. The two sides are more indifferent or hostile, not to the extent that they will fight when they meet each other. Reluctant, or reluctantly reached a covenant.

"Then I wonder why the dwarves gave up this sanctuary?" Alaros looked at the shadow forest in front of him. Obviously, this forest was also deeply corrupted. The dark, dull, and overgrown forest was compared to the vitality of Aesop. Loren Forest is more like Nurgle's back garden. The wood elf hero carefully identifies the road and tries to communicate with the forest spirits, while the dwarf takes out a compass and a map: "There are obviously rich copper mines there. And iron ore, and a super-large gold mine.”

"No one knows, pointed ears." The Butcher King said casually: "What we can know now is that the dwarf clan who settled in the Central Mountain Range before the Battle of Vengeance, which is also known as the Battle of Longbeard, seems to be deep in the mountains. What they found, they immediately decided to abandon their new home, closed the gates, blew rocks and destroyed roads, and before retreating, they cast Granny's curse there, and then built those half-built fortresses and strongholds All of them were handed over to humans and returned to the Kingdom of Mountains."

"I really want to know what I found, and if there is anything, I think I will dedicate it to Lilith." Araros was interested, and the wood elf hero looked eager to try.

"Dozens of adventure teams or exploration teams have entered the depths, but no one has found the so-called miracles or treasures. Unless it's the missing guys, you can go anyway, but don't let my people assist you." Agrim Iron Fist looked gloomily at the dark and endless forest: "Grimnir, where are we?"

"We are less than 150 kilometers away from Wolfenburg." Alaros checked the direction, the wood elf hero's huge antler helmet exuded a dazzling green light, pointing the way forward: "Here go."

The dwarves were deeply suspicious of the wood elves' guidance, but there was no other choice at the moment. Everyone was advancing in the rugged forest. Alaros thought for a while, and then asked: "Why do you insist on helping Osterland? ?"

"I once fought with Vamil von Zhukov's grandfather, then the great master of the Knights of the Bulls, Maximian von Zhukov." The Butcher King took out his water bag, which was full of Dwarf Bagman beer with a mellow taste, he took a big mouthful of suffocation: "Vamir was just a bear child at that time, hehe~ like a silly X, chased after me and called me dwarf uncle, I brought him a dwarf beer , he called my grandfather, haha~"

"The short-lived species is so sad." Alaros smiled disdainfully: "So we only trade with the long-lived Holy Grail Knights~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Otherwise, it will be too troublesome to change trading partners in only ten or twenty years. already."

"Oh, it's so sad, just as sad as they drove you out of the old world and into the forest." The Butcher King sneered: "The sharp ears are all five, what else would you do other than retreat?"

"Are you trying to fight? Shorty?" Alaros drew his weapon instantly.

"Any time, pointy ears!" Agrim raised Dago's axe.

The two sides were instantly at each other's throats, and the dwarf demon butchers shouted Grimnir's name, ready to rush up at any time with a jump.

"Boom~" At this moment, a loud noise came from the front, making the infighting disappear. Alaros and Agrim-Iron Fist looked at each other, put away their weapons, and moved towards the place where the loud noise was. Bit crazy.

Just in the middle of the shadow forest, a Chaos giant was cut off from the back of his neck and fell to the ground. A giant frost blade was inserted into its face. Chaos' expression before death was full of despair and fear. Rarely.

A black and white giant bear held a big apple in his hand and climbed onto the face of the Chaos Giant. It opened its arms and released a majestic roar: "Roar~"

Bear power!

Then the giant bear devoured half of the apple in one bite.

Super fierce!

Among the collapsed trees and the thick smoke, a tall man with blond hair and a lot of small braids gradually appeared. He stepped on the Chaos Giant's head and put his giant Frost on his head. The blade was pulled out, and behind him, a group of prairie wolves and direwolf rushed to his side one after another, licking his palms and cape.

The human male, impossibly strong and tall, noticed the dwarf and the elf appearing in front of him, and he opened his mouth, his two sharp fangs so striking.

"What are you doing in Lower Russ?"