Proof of the Sun King

"It's unlikely that the city's outer walls will withstand the Chaos army, but it doesn't matter, we can use it as bait."

After learning that the Chaos army was moving here, Wolfenburg finally made up his mind to carry out a general mobilization. The Elector Wamir led the last two elite soldiers of Ostland, the Bull Knights and Oss. The black guards checked the defense.

"Several of the most important defensive points, the Cathedral of the Church of Justice, Oswald Street, Charlemagne Bridge, Franz Avenue, we will send heavy troops to guard these places." Elector Wamir moved towards the man behind him. Several generals said: "Wolfenburg will definitely last longer than Chaos."

In addition to Leman Russ, the Butcher King Agrim, the Wood Elf hero Araloth, and the somewhat frustrated Oleg von Zhukov, there were two other generals behind the Elector Varmir.

The first is that Leopold von Zhukov, who was once pranked by the Wolf King, the great mentor of the Knights of the Bulls. He is the cousin of the reigning Elector Vamil von Zhukov. Leopold was so proud of his land, his family, and his empire that he wielded a mighty two-handed axe in battle, an axe paired with a beast lord he killed in one battle Made of reforged swords and axes, when the Bull Riders launched a "Bull Charge", Leopold was always at the forefront.

The second is the personal champion of the Elector, Vladimir Ludnaseth, who is also the captain of the Oster Black Guard, a very famous great swordsman who believes in the **** of death Moore and the death battle. Famous without retreating, these great swordsmen use cemetery great swords blessed by the death **** Moorish sect. This kind of great sword is difficult to master. It takes a long time for every great swordsman to master these weapons, but the cemetery is big. The sharpness of the swords makes everything worth it, and these weapons can easily slice through the armor of a black orc or the plate of a warrior of Chaos.

The salaries and supplies of this army are paid by the Elector's family privately. Thanks to the giant gold mine behind Wolfenburg, the Elector's family can be proud to support such a large sword regiment of thousands of people in the entire army. Even after a series of previous wars, the Oster Black Guard Legion still has more than 500 people.

These two troops add up to only more than 800 people. Leman Russ carefully observed it, and the Space Wolves judged that Wolfenburg is truly capable of fighting. Only these 800 people plus Ara The army of more than 300 people brought by Ross and Agrim Iron Fist, a total of about 1100 people, can face the Chaos army head-on.

In addition to this thousand people, the remnants of the defeated soldiers who escaped from the von Zhukov Castle and the thousands of defenders in Wolfenburg could barely rely on the city walls to fight or withstand short-term street battles.

The rest are all trash.

"Vamir, I think it will be difficult for us to hold Wolfenburg." Leman Rus calmly stopped in front of the Elector Wamir, whose head reached his chest: "You must have a second a plan, right?"

"Wolfenburg is the capital of Ostland, and it is also where we live. For three thousand years, the Ost people have never given up Wolfenburg." Elector Wamir shook his head: "There is no second plan. , our answer is to hold on, I will let all the old people, children and women be evacuated into the cave behind the Bull Fort, we must hold on until the reinforcements arrive, or let the Chaos Hound stop before Wolfenburg."

"Very good, so where are the reinforcements? How long do we need to hold on?" Leman Russ asked one question after another, and both Alaros and the Butcher King couldn't help nodding their heads in agreement.

The Butcher King Agrim Iron Fist has spent his life pursuing a glorious death, but that doesn't mean he's going to fight an uncertain and sure defeat. The oath and responsibility of being a king still bind him. If there is no good The plan, then it means that the Butcher King will not sit still here, he is thinking whether to try to enter the Central Mountains for refuge or go south to Herzig.

The Butcher King checked the small note

Archduke and Elector of Osterland, Vamil von Zhukov, 234

As for Alaros, he didn't plan to coexist with Wolfenburg, and he was also waiting for the answer from Elector Wamir.

The gate of the Bull Fort opened, and above the meeting hall of the Elector Palace, everyone gathered, a map was placed on the table in the middle, and the Elector Wamil moved towards Leman Ruth, the Butcher King, Alaros, etc. The man explained: "You see, this is Wolfenburg, and we have and can only get reinforcements from two places."

"They are Herzig in the south and Bekafen in the east. Herziger has the combined forces of Knight King Ryan Macado and Boris Todbringer, plus Edbrand's army, probably There could be 60,000 or 70,000 people.”

"Then there is Bekafen in the East, but your presence has already explained a problem, that is, Bekafen will not have reinforcements coming." Wamil's rich face was full of serious expressions: "So the only thing we can count on is It's the reinforcements from Herzig."

"What is this guy Ryan doing?" Leman Russ looked down and immediately let out a wolf's roar: "Why did his army not move when he reached Herzig? Why did he just watch Wolfenburg at stake? Could it be that he Want to see the beautiful landscape left by the Chaos army on the ruins of this castle?"

"This is not a problem with the King of Knights." The Elector Wamil explained: "Their army is too small compared to the Chaos army. The news we have been passing before is that the Chaos army in Ostland is full. There are as many as 200,000 to 300,000 people. Under such circumstances, the army of the King of Knights and Boris would never dare to use only these 60,000 to 70,000 people to support Wolfenburg. They are waiting for the army in the south of the empire and their Convergence."

"Then why is the army in the south of the empire so slow? Did Governor Karl Franz and Lady Emmanuel grow up eating shit?" Leman Russ continued, "Why are you all so calm? Wamil, Oleg, and Leopold, you know, Motkin is here to exterminate you, to exterminate every Ost, we should spread the word as much as possible, the enemy has not So many, according to our investigation, the Chaos army is also the size of 112,000!"

There was silence in the conference hall. Facing Leman Russ' questioning, the nobles of Ostland even just smiled bitterly.

"Teacher, this city has already been monitored and controlled. We have sent more than ten waves of messengers asking for help, but no one has come back. The carrier pigeons we released were all intercepted in the air by chaotic crows and bats. We tried As a result, even the most powerful mage in our court was unable to contact Ms. Veronica, the chief female courtier of the King of Knights." Oleg explained helplessly: "The Chaos Haggis has cut off all communication between us and the outside world. No one knows what's going on in Wolfenburg, maybe someone thinks we're holding on, maybe someone thinks the city doesn't exist anymore."

"No wonder, indeed, to be on the safe side, Ryan will not take risks, and this may be a tactic of Chaos, surround and help, if the reinforcements of Knight King Ryan and Boris are destroyed outside Wolfenburg, then the entire north of the empire will be destroyed. Facing a desperate war." Leman Russ reluctantly accepted this view.

Ryan's decision is not wrong. As a coach, he really shouldn't be so reckless and blindly advance. This is not what a qualified commander should do. If Ryan leads the army directly like this, Leman Russ will look down on him instead.

This wave, this wave is the face exploring the grass.

The Space Wolf Primarch thought for a while before saying, "What other possible helpers are there?"

"What do you think? My Lord Wolf." Elector Wamil laughed sarcastically: "Elves? Or dwarves? They are all here, and the Ost people can only rely on themselves in the end, unless Hel The Mutter guy's reinforcements are already on the way, but I know him, he's a bastard, he won't send troops, he just wants to hold his Tara Behem."

The Butcher King hurriedly took out his own little note, Archduke and Elector Helmut Feuerbach of Tarabek, 112

Done!

The meeting ultimately came to nothing, and the stubborn Osters refused to give up Wolfenburg, and the crowd broke up.

"Hurry up! Quickly send all the refugees into the shelters in the Central Mountains! Especially women and children, as well as those precious documents and historical relics!" The entire Wolfenburg was already in a mess at this time, People trembled in panic, the bull riders and the Oster Black Guards guided people into the central mountain range, where the dwarves left the sanctuary, and the rest of the people lined up to receive armor and weapons, ready to receive a one-day stay. temporary training.

At the gate of the Bull Fort, the butcher King Agrim-Iron Fist led the Grimnir Axe Dwarf Butcher Chapter sitting on the steps of the gate of the inner castle, he straightened and stretched his legs, He took out a pipe and tobacco leaves from his small bag, and after fiddling with it for a while, he took a comfortable sip and exhaled a circle of smoke rings.

In front of his eyes was chaos, the army was mobilized, children and husbands were forcibly taken from their families and sent to the armory to receive weapons.

"No! No! He's just a child, he's still a child!" A mother, watching her fourteen-year-old son being taken away from her, desperately reached out and grabbed the great swordsman's sleeve, begging bitterly. : "Please, my lord, let me go!"

"He's fourteen years old, ma'am." The Great Swordsman's voice was cold and emotionless: "Everyone must help defend Wolfenburg, including your son."

The still ignorant child was pushed into the team like this. He didn't even know what was going to happen, he just looked at everything in front of him in confusion.

After a farmer and his wife hugged their sons and daughters, they also joined the recruiting team calmly, and then there were those who were already forty or fifty years old and were already old people to farmers.

"No! Charlemagne, why is it like this, why does the world treat us like this?"

"woooooooo~"

"It takes time, sir!"

"We're out of time!"

The Butcher King sadly found that he couldn't do anything. He could only sit here and wait for the arrival of the enemy, but he was not disgusted by the elector's behavior.

Rather than let them be slaughtered by Chaos, let them join the army and fight to the death, at least that's better than dying worthless.

Glorious death, eh? Agrim-Tekken not only remembered his eldest son, Galarim-Tekken, a bitter smile appeared on the face of the Butcher King, he shook his head, Galarim-Tekken is his eldest son and also The only son, the only son of the butcher king, wanted to break the double oath his father took, the young prince shaved his head and swore to be the butcher regardless of his father's opinion, the prince who swore the butcher's oath was as foolish as his father to continue the cycle of troubled family The road to death for generations.

His own son is more reckless and stubborn than himself. He only cares about how to find an epic way to die instead of learning to be a king. The Butcher King has to pay attention to and stop the prince's actions all day long, otherwise the glorious Kadrin Iron Fist family will be completely extinct. .

Dwarves are dying.

The subconscious of Agrim Iron Fist has always known that the dwarves are now a race that is gradually declining. One day, Kadrin will be like Wolfenburg, ushering in the day when all the mustaches will go to the battlefield. .

Above Grimnir, may our axe always be as sharp as yours.

Valaya above, the dwarves need more offspring.

Agrim Iron Fist was still thinking, a stench from the forest and harsh green light forced him to turn his attention back to reality: "What's the matter? Elf boy, you're not going to a meeting with those humans. , it is not polite to disturb the honorable Butcher King enjoying tobacco."

"Little short legs, I don't think we need to sit still here." Alaros held two roast beef shanks in his hand, and he gave one to the butcher king: "Although I don't agree with most of your views, at least one thing you said That's right, what's the use of recruiting these kids and old men?"

"Better than nothing." The Butcher King took the corbel: "We are doomed to fail, but this is the fate of the dwarves, pointed ears, you don't have to stay here, we need to fulfill the sacred alliance with humans, you don't."

"I also have my mission." Just as Alaros sat down, he couldn't open his eyes due to the strong smell of tobacco, so he had to get up quickly: "You don't need to worry about it."

"Whatever you want." The Butcher King saw that the sharp ears were smoked by the smell of his own tobacco and he couldn't open his eyes. Then admired the look of the wood elves in a hurry.

This dwarf is really courting death! Alaros got angry, and the wood elf hero took a few steps back. He didn't bother to bother with the dwarf king.

Just as Alaros was about to turn around and leave~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was about to set up the defense of his personal guard team in gray, a very tall figure stopped in front of him: "Elf boy?"

"Leman Russ?" The person who came was the Space Wolf Gene Primarch. Alaros knew that he was powerful, so he could only ask angrily, "What's your job?"

"You are so confident that you can escape, you must have something on your body that can hide yourself, right?" Leman Rus' amber wolf eyes stared at Alaros: "What is it, can you share it?"

"Yes, I have a fetish gift from Lilith that can hide an entire army." Alaros said proudly: "But what does that have to do with you?"

"I need that." Leman Russ said directly: "Give it to me, this is the only way to save this city!"

"..." Alaros does have a fetish that was given to him by the misty lady Radria (that is, another trumpet of Lilith, the goddess of the moon and Lilith, the fairy in the lake) - the mist of tricks, this magical The potion can shroud Araloth and his personal bodyguards, allowing them to quickly get out of combat without being detected.

"Give me the things." Leman Russ is indeed not a good at wording Primarch, he can only repeat: "Elf boy, this can save the whole city."

"Are you sure?" Alaros hesitated, "Can you tell me about your plan?"

"Oh, I want to listen too." The Butcher King also came over.

"Listen to me, time is running out, sharp ears." Leman Russ briefly stated his plan: "Wolfenburg cannot survive the attack of the Chaos army, the only chance is to seek reinforcements."

"My brother Ryan and his army in Herzig! That's our only chance!"

"And this task, only I can complete it!"