Proof of the Sun King

"I know what you want to do."

Before Alaros had finished speaking, the wood elf hero interrupted him: "But I want to tell you that the effect of the mist of trickery is not as good as you think."

"As I imagined?" Leman Russ was stunned for a moment.

The space wolf's throat began to purr again, he was very irritable, very irritable, Leman Russ had a sense of powerlessness about everything, and the space wolf genetic primarch was about to curse and mess around, go on The only time he felt this powerless was when the Horus Heresy and reading Guilliman's unreasonable tome led to a big fight between the two Primarchs.

"Do you think that the fog of trickery can allow you to sneak into the camp of the Chaos Army, giving you a one-on-one chance with that Chaos Eternal God, Black Iron Motkin?" Alaros shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, Lord Wolf, the mist of deceit is not as magical as you think."

"Isn't it so magical?" Butcher King Agrim Iron Fist also asked: "What can this thing do?"

"The Mist of Trick is a fetish gift given to me by Raderia. This thing can quickly get me and my army out of the battlefield in an emergency." Alaros took out a large purple bottle from behind him. Filled with divine power from the wood elf mist goddess Radria: "Simply put, the mist lady gave it to me to let me retreat or change the battlefield situation at a critical moment, not for me to take the initiative to attack. If you are looking for a chance to fight against the champions among the armies, the fog of tricks cannot be used during the day, and if the number of enemies is too large, or if there is a strong force that disturbs the wind of magic, the fog of tricks will fail."

"Furthermore, the duration of the fog of tricks is about 30 to 40 minutes. The specific situation depends on the wind of magic and the speed of advance. This time is not enough for you to kill Motkin." Alaros sat on the steps at the entrance of the Bull Fort, and he said to Leman Russ: "You don't think that you can find Motkin among a hundred thousand Chaos army in thirty minutes, and then find Motkin among hundreds of thousands of them. Chaos champion, Chaos God's Choice, and hundreds of Chaos God's Choice warriors, right?"

The wolf king felt a chill in his heart.

Even though Leman Russ is ferocious and tall and mighty, with the temperament of a wolf, but really speaking of the combat effectiveness of the Primarch, he is not only inferior to Horus, Ferus, Sanguinius, Angron and others are not as good as Petrabo, Forgan and Jonson in the second echelon. He is properly the same as Guilliman, Vulkan and others. The level of the third echelon, if you really want to talk about melee combat, Ruth's strength is not the top.

The most powerful aspect of the Space Wolf Primarch is his solidarity with his heirs, and his uniquely wild, cunning, and forthright character makes him one of the most charismatic leaders, as well as the Emperor's relatives. The spear he had given him, the spear of Dionysus he now carries on his back.

But Ruth knew he wasn't Angron, he wasn't that good at group battles, he couldn't do it.

"So, we can't do anything anymore?" The Primarch, who was shrouded in a deep sense of powerlessness, also sat down. Leman Russ sat on the stairs in front of the Bull Fort, and he sighed softly. in one breath.

The sky in Osterland is as gloomy and simple as when he first came here. The endless years of fighting in the warp have made Ruth understand too much, and he even knows too much forbidden knowledge and should not be to understand the content.

But as long as it was for his father and the emperor, Ruth never regretted his reckless actions. He knew very well what kind of turmoil Fenris would face when he lost himself, and he also knew very well that without his own leadership, his How sad and disappointed the heirs will be, and even make many reckless actions.

The Primarch of the Space Wolf couldn't help laughing. Just like this idiot Oleg, you went to burn someone's hometown, why can't they come out and burn your hometown? Just like he burned Magnus's stupid hometown of Prospero, who knew how to play witchcraft all day, Magnus will definitely go to Fenris for revenge whenever he has the chance.

But who hasn't been young? Leman Russ recalled his long past, and he looked at the snowy landscape of the Central Mountains, the air was icy cold, and the west side of Wolfenburg was the famous Drakwald Forest, which was covered with white snow, There have been too many famous wars on the central mountain range that has risen. The mountain peaks are like the teeth of a wolf, swallowing up an unknown amount of flesh and blood, whether it is the enemy's or human's own.

In this way, Alaros, Agrim, and Leman Russ sat in front of the Bull Fort, looking at the distant scenery, all the noise seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Outside the city, the tall and magnificent forests cover up too many tragic scenes. The ruins of villages, towns, castles and manors have long been covered by forests, and the traces of war have gradually been erased by time. Charlemagne's empire was once so brilliant. , but eventually fell apart in the era of the Three Emperors, and the empires who fought each other were defeated again and again, especially those once prosperous and glorious towns, strongholds and villages near the central mountain range gradually decayed and collapsed in the long tug of war. Civilization has lost time and again to barbarism for the unrecognizable ruins in the forest.

But the Ost people are so stubborn, they are still holding on to their land, still defending it, like a herd of stubborn bulls, they have guarded the northern frontier for the empire for three thousand years, and Ruth is here Having lived and inhabited for a while, the Wolf King knew that as long as the Osters were alive, their glorious deeds and stories would live on, the bards would sing of their sacrifices and greatness, and the bonfires would blaze under the eaves Burning, the smell of barbecue and beer fills the air, and people sing ugly songs.

Those heroic spirits who died and died in battle will come alive in the stories and songs.

The wolf king vaguely recalled his conversation with a wolf guard.

"The story of the wolf needs to be remembered forever, and generations of people will be here to listen and learn from it."

"Yes, I will save these stories for you, my lord." The young wolf guard said respectfully: "It's all in my mind, don't worry."

"Very well, this is our soul. I can't take care of the sons of Fenris forever. One day, when I leave, those stories will still be passed on, and new stories will be added."

"How is this possible? How can you leave us?"

"It will be possible."

"How? Could it be that, just like this time, we were ordered to punish the Thousand Sons Legion?"

"This isn't the first time it's happened, kid." Ruth couldn't help laughing, his laughter was full of sadness: "A tool must have a tool consciousness."

Looking back, my life was a life of failure.

I did not take care of my children and let them suffer from mutation again and again.

I haven't been able to stop my brothers from going astray.

I didn't protect my father and Ferrus well.

Guilliman can write a codex to deal with internal affairs, Vulkan can do research, Dorne can do construction, and Clarkson can sneak! Even the youngest brother, Ryan Malcador, was able to help resurrect his father.

So what did I do?

Failing at nothing.

"What are you laughing at, you can still laugh at this time?" The words of the butcher king Agrim Iron Fist interrupted Ruth's memory, and the dwarf king also laughed: "Hey, Lord Wolf, Ruth? Can I call you that? Speaking of which, you are also a man. You know that there is little hope, you know you have to face the difficulties, you know the difficulties and obstacles, and you plan to try to solve the eternal divine election? You are really brave. , it's almost as good as a dwarf!"

"Cut, wait, I'll let everyone know that Eslay is tough and strong." Alaros checked his equipment, and he counted ninety-eight arrows in his quiver: "Speaking of which, Shorty, what's the number and name on that little note of yours?"

"Oh, this is what Thorgreen gave it to me." The Butcher King thought that it was at this time, and he had nothing to hide: "This is the list of famous lords and generals in the world, and the last three numbers They are ability evaluations, from low to high, from 0 to 6. 0 means that the person is an idiot and retarded, who can't do anything but make things worse, and 6 means that his ability is the best in the world and is trustworthy. , comparable to Granny, Grimnir, and Valaya."

"The first number is the capability of internal affairs, the second number is the capability of diplomacy, and the third number is the evaluation of the comprehensive personal strength and military capability." Butcher Wang explained: "This is the capability of many famous people in the old world. Assessed, there are friends of dwarves like Knight King Ryan, Purple Phoenix Fugen and this 666 evaluation, and of course there are 112 like Elector Helmut and Sismay-Fat Heart (Mutter Electoral Power Owner) This 120 stupid X."

"So that's the case, then why is there a * after the third 6 of Ryan and Forgan?" Leman Russ was also interested.

"As I said before, the third 6 represents the comprehensive evaluation of military command ability and personal strength. To put it simply, it is, um... If both military ability and personal strength can be given a 5, the combination is a 6. The Butcher King nodded a little depressedly: "But if this military ability and personal combat power are both rated as 6, then we should actually give a 7 rating, but we dwarves will only give ourselves a rating of 7, humans and pointed ears. The maximum limit is only 6, so Sol Green has an asterisk here to remind me that I can't treat it as a normal 6."

Alaros's face was covered with black lines, he thought to himself, the **** dwarf would rather mark an asterisk than give a 7, right?

And there is no Eisley list? I suspect that you discriminate against us Eslay!

He faintly sees the (true) Bellegar, King of the Eight Peaks, 435

"Very good, advancing is also dead, retreating is also dead, why don't we have a fight." Alaros was severely reprimanded by Lilith for the last time he had a bad relationship with the dwarves, which caused his temper to be greatly restrained, and the wood elf hero remained extremely The arrogant attitude is no longer sharp: "It's almost night, Chaos should be divided into troops at dusk the day after tomorrow."

"Wait! What did you say?" Ruth suddenly caught something, and the wolf king immediately said to Alaros: "You say it again? The last sentence!"

"I said, it's almost night!" Alaros repeated.

"The last sentence!"

"The army of Chaos will almost attack the city of Wolfen around the dusk of the day after tomorrow!" Alaros repeated impatiently.

"The day after tomorrow... The day after tomorrow." Leman Russ stood up, he paced back and forth a few times, and the amber eyes of the wolf king gradually glowed with hope: "Perhaps, it's still too late!"

"Yes, maybe, it's still too late!" After speaking, Leman Russ stood up directly, and he rushed into the Bull Fort: "If Oleg is smart enough..."

"???" The Butcher King and Alaros looked at each other and quickly followed: "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to Herzig to find Ryan's reinforcements! Only Ryan's army can save Wolfenburg!" Leman Russ said firmly: "This is the only hope!"

"Are you crazy?" Alaros impatiently stopped Leman Russ in front of him: "How far is Herzig from here? One hundred and fifty kilometers! The Chaos Army will meet from the afternoon to the evening of the day after tomorrow. Attack! How much time do you have?"

"Me? I don't need to take too long." Leman Russ motioned for Alaros to move away.

"Yes, you may be able to break through the siege with your personal ability, but how fast can Ryan's army move forward?" About kilometers, assuming Ryan's army can rush forward, it will be 80 to 100 kilometers at most, which is already the limit of human beings! It's too late!"

"This is the only way, pointed ears, give me the fog of your tricks!" Leman Russ stretched out his hand towards Alaros again, the wolf king showed his teeth, his fangs in the dusk Reflection in the sunset.

"But..." Alaros was still hesitating.

"Give it to me!" the wolf king roared: "If you still want this city to be saved~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you still want the 380,000 soldiers and civilians here to have a chance to survive! If you want chaos not to cross Tarabek River, if you don't attack your hometown! I'm the only one who can convince Ryan to send troops immediately and come at full speed, because he and I are brothers, and he trusts me just like I trust my father!"

"???" The Butcher King and Alaros are full of question marks, how does this mean the same as Ruth is Ryan's father?

The expression on Alaros' face was gloomy and uncertain, and the wood elf hero knew that if he handed over the mist of trickery to Leman Russ, it would be difficult for him and his personal guard to retreat from Wolfenburg!

But... but, I can't let Lilith disappoint me any longer! The wood elf hero thought painfully.

In the end, the Mist of Trick was handed over to Leman Russ, and the Space Wolf Gene Primarch was in his hand: "How to use this thing?"

"Open it, pour it towards yourself, and when the thick fog hides you, it will start to take effect!"

"very good!"

"Defend the city, hold on! I will lead Ryan and his army to march to support Wolfenburg!"

Wolfenburg's city gate opened wide, and under everyone's astonished eyes, Leman Russ flew out of the city and disappeared into the wilderness and forest south of Wolfenburg.

"Now, we are the only ones left, pointed ears." The Butcher King looked at Ruth and quickly disappeared from his sight.

"Yeah, short legs." Alaros smiled: "I have a proposal."

"Say."

"Let's compare, who kills the most, how about that? In the name of Kunos."

"Oh, Grimnir is on top, that's a good idea, then let's compare it!"