Proof of the Sun King

"It is rumored that there has always been a white wolf paladin in Osterland. The great monk known as the sage of the wolf and the mentor of the wolf is here to punish evil and eliminate evil, fight against all evil, and even assist the elector to completely clean up the whole All the filth in the shadow forest, I think this wolf sage and wolf mentor is you Husband, the mysterious person of the sanctuary powerhouse is you, right?"

The first person to react was the Butcher King. Agrim Iron Fist carried Dago's Axe on his shoulders and said to Leman Ruth, the primarch of the Space Wolf Gene.

"That's right, it's me." Liman Ruth raised his head proudly, his voice was full of hoarseness and vicissitudes, but Ruth still retained the original wildness and vitality: "You guessed it! Shorty Would you like a sip of Fenris mead?"

"Oh, I understand, you are the one who ate eight cows, rode a manticore in the shadow forest, had **** with twenty-five women in one night, and charged Oster with corrupt taxes. The official stripped the gate into the bullpen of the estrus bull, which made him spend the most unforgettable night in his life, and the cold world tricked a group of righteous pilgrims and ascetic monks to go for a winter swim, and finally stuffed a gecko into the bull knight. Mentor Leopold von Zhukov's armor was lined inside, watching him jump around because of itching and almost fell off the city wall?" The Butcher King took a small note and asked, "I understand, there are It's you who has no virtue, right?"

"That's right, I did it all, I admit it!" Ruth was even happier, he put his hands on his hips and laughed: "You dwarf can speak quite a bit!"

Alaros felt that the guy in front of him had a problem with his brain circuit. The wood elf wanted to scold when he came up, but after considering that he had already caused Lilith's anger because of his mistake, he decided to keep his mouth shut. The wood elf hero even had some I am happy to see this scene, that is the iron fist of the butcher king Agrim and the strong man in front of him.

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Sure enough, the butcher king, who has always been very direct, said directly: "The Ost people are in the biggest crisis in history, and the disaster brought by chaos has tortured this ancient land. What are you doing at this time? Be a beast trainer. ? Or are you complacent with your own stupidity?"

"I got his order to go to the Far East to find this ancient animal." Ruth ignored the sarcasm of the butcher king, he pointed to the two black and white giant bears that were eating the fresh meat of animals: "My The journey took more than a year and I came back late."

"It's late, but it's not too late, we still have things to do." The Butcher King motioned for Ruth to follow: "Very well, the two of us, plus this forest elf boy, see what we can do for Wall. What is Feinberg doing?"

Ruth whimpered a few times in dissatisfaction in his throat. As a Primarch, he never obeyed anyone except the Emperor, but now the overall situation is the most important, and the Butcher King did not subordinate him. Ruth finally nodded.

"By the way, elf boy, what's your name?" Agrim Iron Fist just remembered. They walked all the way together. The Butcher King didn't know the name of this wood elf! Usually, they call each other by nicknames like "pointy ears", "dwarf", "elf boy" and "little short legs".

Sure enough, a black line appeared on Alaros's head: "Alaros! Alaros - the hero, the chosen champion of Queen Ariel, the royal court of the Ashley Woodland Council! Lord of Tasien Woodland!"

"Alaros? No such person?" Agrim Iron Fist took out a small note from his body and searched it carefully.

Phoenix King Finnuba, 460

Eternal Queen Ella Riley, 553

Warlord Tyrion, 616

High Archmage Tigris, 564

Imric, Prince of Caledor, 326

Iris, Prince Iris, 435

The Butcher King searched through the group of names and couldn't find Alaros' name. Agrim complained, "Understood, it's you who said no one?"

"I TM..." Alaros only felt the blood all over his head.

"Okay, now is not the time to quarrel, come with me." Ruth was first interested in this scene, but he quickly realized that this is not the time to say this: "Are you going to help the empire?"

"Of course!" The Butcher King raised his axe and shouted, "The dwarves will always remember the Holy Alliance!"

"Forget it, this is what Lilith meant." Alaros said awkwardly, "before she changes her mind."

"Then come with me!"

Under the leadership of Leman Russ, this elite group of more than 300 people moved much faster, because Russ was very familiar with the Shadow Forest. He led the crowd through the forest with quick steps, along many hidden paths. and shortcuts in the forest, the dwarves and wood elves followed.

It took several hours, and after the sky was completely dark, everyone hid in a stream canyon in the forest.

Just in the forest and snow, an army of more than 100,000 is marching. They are huge, and the team is covered in blackness to the end of the line of sight. There are hundreds of barbarian war gangs, dozens of chaos war gangs and chaos war groups. , hundreds of Chaos Champions and Chaos Gods, a dozen Chaos Demon Legions, hundreds of Chaos Monsters and Behemoths, as well as a large number of Demon War Machines and Siege Towers, the Chaos Army is heading towards Wolfenburg go ahead.

"God, Granny is on top, how many enemies do we have? Fifty thousand? Eighty thousand? Or one hundred thousand?" The Butcher King looked at the size and direction of the Chaos army from a distance, and was excited: "It's a glorious day. Coming soon!"

"It is impossible for the defenders to defend Wolfenborg." Alaros's focus was not there, he said to the crowd: "We only have more than 300 people, and there are at least 100,000 enemies. We should advise the defenders to give up Wolfenstein. Fort."

"A real pure man wouldn't make such a suggestion, you **** with no eggs!" Leman Russ sneered unceremoniously: "Pointy ears are so stupid, thinking about retreating and running all day long, I am here I knew it during the Great Crusade."

"Then what do you say?" Alaros only felt that he was about to get angry with these two guys.

"We can't do anything." Ruth narrowed his eyes, his amber pupils were cautious: "I can deal with three hundred, five hundred, seven hundred or even one or two thousand warriors of Chaos, But even I can't deal with so many enemies. The wolf has to learn to choose its own prey, otherwise it will not be a qualified leader. What we have to do now is to rush back to Wolfenburg as soon as possible and tell Wamir and Ole. What's going on here, **** it, if my wolf guards were there..."

"Up to three days, this Chaos army will come to Wolfenburg." The Butcher King agreed.

"Then we must hurry."

"No rest, leave as soon as possible, arrive at Wolfenburg earlier, and we will have more time to understand the strength and defense of the castle."

"Well, I hope Wolfenburg has enough food, I don't like dry food soaked in water."

"You'll get enough food."

After everyone made a decision, they stopped talking and rushed all the way to Wolfenburg.

A day later, on the outskirts of Wolfenburg, Leinster Gorge, is only five kilometers away from Wolfenburg.

"What?" The words of this powerful and sturdy human being in front of him surprised Alaros and Agrim: "Knight King Ryan Malcador is your brother? Dear, brother?!"

"That's right, brother, what, is there a problem?" Ruth squinted his eyes with an indifferent attitude: "I don't know why he gave me more brothers, but since my father said he was, then That's it, fortunately, watching his rise is not a shame for our brothers, but he still has a long way to go before he can be on his own."

"How many brothers do you have?" Alaros couldn't help but ask: "The old farmer named Angron? Or the purple phoenix named Fugan? Or the demigods of different colors at Ryan's wedding. You don't look alike at all."

"All." Ruth smiled, showing his fangs: "There were 21 people who could fight like me, but now there are only 16 left with Ryan."

"Well, brother, Angron, Fulgan..." Agrim Iron Fist quickly took out another small note, retrieving the value given by the Supreme King.

Forgan, 666*

Angron, ??6* (Limited Intelligence)

"Don't look, little dwarf." Ruth's wild voice sounded: "Wolfenburg, here it is."

"You're young, your whole family is young!" Agrim muttered indignantly.

After he finished speaking, Leman Russ slapped the black and white giant bear he was sitting down and slapped the giant bear.

A whole pack of wolves quickly followed.

The gate of Wolfenburg was immediately called by Riemann Ruth. As the gate of the city opened, citizens and refugees gathered to watch the arrival of this powerful mentor.

His return brought the confidence of Oster, who was struggling before the tide of Chaos.

"He's here! It's him! It's him! It's the wolf-lord! He's back!"

"Charlemagne is here! He came back to save us at the crucial moment!"

"He's still alive!"

"Lord Wild Wolf, Ostland needs you, Wolfenburg needs you!"

The city is full of the stinky stench and the strong body odor of people. The Oster leader of Wolfenburg saw Riemann Ruth appearing outside the gate. It was like seeing the savior, and they crowded up. , first excited, then crying.

Leman Russ calmly accepted the compliments and help from the leaders of Oster. He nodded around, then spread his hands, signaling everyone to get out of the way: "Where is that brat Oleg? Get out of here!"

The wood elves and the dwarf butchers looked at this city that was more like a vat full of pork than a castle. The Butcher King shook his head. He paid attention to the city defense army and found that most of them were temporary levies: "Most are too old, or too young, what can these beardless guys do?"

"Their eyes are full of fear." Alaros said disdainfully: "The short-lived ghost is not even ready for war."

The conversation between the elves and the dwarves made the Oster leader glared at them, not willing to be salted by the wound, but for the sake of them being reinforcements, the stubborn Oster leader just scolded them and did not do anything.

"Teacher! Mentor!" Oleg squeezed out from the crowd. Baron Wolfen couldn't help shaking his hands when he saw Leman Russ' appearance. The Norsca Conqueror no longer had the pride he had before, but Like a defeated rooster, he felt shameless: "It's all my fault, it's my great expedition that made things like this..."

"This is not a problem with the Great Crusade, Oleg." Leman Russ looked at his son coldly, with a look of reproach on his face: "You did the right thing on the Great Crusade, and it was a good thing, But you let arrogance and complacency overwhelm you, and you bask in the glory of the past, and I think I must have taught you that, as a good wolf, you must always be vigilant, even when eating, one of your One eye also needs to be aware of what's going on around at all times."

After that, Leman Russ walked directly towards the direction of the Bull Fort.

"However, no one thought that Kislev would lose so quickly." Oleg chased after him, and Baron Wolfen said unwillingly: "Their failure..."

"It's not their failure! It's your failure!" Leman Russ turned around immediately~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He grabbed Oleg by the collar, and the wolf let out his own vicious growl: "Don't look for it. Excuses! Wolves never make excuses for failed hunting!!!"

"Yes... yes." Oleg was so blinded by this roar that he lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"Where's your father?" Ruth knew that it was useless to blame his son now, he took a deep breath, threw off the son's collar, and asked Oleg.

"In the inner castle." Oleg pointed in the direction of the Bull Castle.

"Very good." Leman Russ motioned for everyone to follow him, and Alaros and Agrim looked at each other and immediately signaled to follow.

The gates of the inner fort opened.

The Elector of Osterling, Vamil von Zhukov, a slightly rich elector with two long thin beards and a goatee frowned, he asked Leman Russ : "An army?"

"The army of Chaos is coming out of its nest, coming here, Vamir." Leman Russ said to the nobles of the Oster Land in the hall of the inner castle: "Get ready, they will attack the city in at most two days. "

"How many people?" Someone in the inner castle immediately asked, and everyone was excited.

"At least 100,000 people." Leman Ruth's expression was calm: "The 100,000-strong army, the essence of the Chaos army, they have only one purpose, and that is to erase Wolfenburg from the map, just like Feng Ru Cove Castle."

Vamil von Zhukov clenched the rune fangs hanging from his waist, and the Elector was silent for two seconds.

"Let them come!"

"Call all the strong men and distribute weapons! Hurry up and train!"

"Wolfenburg, will be Motkin's grave!"

"Or... it's ours!"