Proof of the Sun King

The Chaos army at the gate of the city was finally defeated, but the human coalition also paid nearly 10,000 casualties.

Now, the Chaos army is fighting on two fronts.

Ryan looked at the Brittanian knights and serfs who died in battle at the gate of Wolfen City in silence, and let out a sigh.

Marshal Rick Heilberg signaled the army to move forward. Now the entire Wolfenburg is still burning, and most of the city has been turned into smoking coke. Ryan led the Holy Grail Knights to charge in person, and the steel torrent finally came into play. The place of martial arts.

The Chaos army that attacked Wolfenburg naturally won amazing results in this war, but it also suffered huge losses. In addition to the 120,000 main army, a small number of Beastmen retinue army and participants of the Chaos Sect are also now. Only about 86,000 remained.

After fighting hard for more than ten hours, Alaros and Agrim-Iron Fist finally got reinforcements. There were only a dozen wood elves left in Alaros' grey team, while Grimnir's axe was full of strength. After killing 85% of the dwarf butchers, the butcher king didn't even think it was time for him to leave the battlefield: "No! I'm not planning to rest yet! Why do you let me rest! I tell you, after I die, I will There is time to rest!"

"But you must rest now!" Marshal Rick Heilberg looked at the scene in front of him. The old coach couldn't help but burst into tears. He pulled out his rune fang "Hate Bearer", the rune on the blade. Glittering: "Kaldrin's Butcher King, in the name of the son of Charlemagne, I agree that you dwarves have fulfilled the covenant and fulfilled their obligations. Now, it is our empire's turn to solve the problem."

The Imperial Army marched under the orders of Marshal Riek, while the Breton cavalry regrouped under the leadership of Bethmond and Lawn, with the King of Knights Lane and Morgiana, the Lake-god sorceress standing together , Around the king, are the twelve Holy Grail Guards and the entire old guard. These solemn veterans of a hundred battles lined up in the most orderly queue, standing still, waiting for the king's order.

With Lane nodding, the Breton army also began to attack.

"It's a big loss for us to beat us like this, Ryan." Morgiana held the Holy Grail of Potion in her hand, and the witch of the Lake God frowned. Morgiana looked at the chaotic army covering the entire city, and she asked Ryan. : "Your brother doesn't look like a smart person."

"He has his insistence, I have mine, for father's sake, I will help him once." Ryan said lightly, and the two dukes of the Knights Dynasty, Lawn and Berhemond, nodded, indicating that they can start .

"You seem to be angry?" Morgiana could feel the change in Ryan's mood. After all, the two have been together for a long time, and Morgiana has been able to see Ryan's mood swings from many small places and actions.

"I won't be angry with a beast that's locked in a cage." Ryan shook his head, but the King of Knights had an inexorable depression on his face: "I just feel sorry for my soldiers, they shouldn't have to suffer like this. Huge casualties, but...that's chivalry, I feel like I'm in a prisoner's dilemma right now, and whatever I do is wrong."

"I'll support you," Morgiana said softly.

"I know." Ryan observed the battle closely. What the King of Knights can do now is to use his own command as much as possible to make the army suffer fewer casualties.

Imperius wanted to join the battle, but Ryan reached out and touched the head of the griffin to signal him to stay calm.

The King of Knights began to understand why Leman Russ was so unpopular among the Primarch.

Is it really disgusting that Leman Russ is the tool in the hands of the Emperor and his knife?

Actually not, because everyone knows that it is the emperor's intention. Since it is the emperor's intention, then there is no need to hate him. According to the old saying, this is called an errand by the emperor's decree.

What really disliked the Primarchs was Leman Russ' domineering attitude and the little personal use of the Emperor's power when he did things.

He brings personal likes and dislikes into the power he exercises.

Leman Russ never felt like he was doing something wrong, no.

Afterwards, can everyone trouble him because of this behavior? No, it's very simple, because sending Leman Russ here is what the Emperor means. No matter what Ruth chooses, he can represent the Emperor.

very subtle.

Now, the Chaos army and the human army are fighting on the ruins of the ruined city in Wolfenburg. The newly added human force quickly broke through the outer defense of the Chaos army, and the Chaos army fell into a somewhat awkward situation. There are still more than 20,000 imperial defenders in the fort. The inner fort is also a solid fortress built with granite and obsidian. It will take time for the Chaos army to capture such a strong city.

However, at this most critical moment, the Chaos army lost its command, and Eternal God's Choice Black Iron Motkin stood among his personal guards, the Crimson Reaper. Unified command, the Chaos army began to fall into the situation of fighting each other.

So what is Motkin doing?

Eternal God's Choice stood there, neither sad nor happy, he could feel that since he killed Oleg, a powerful force sang in his veins, and the endless chaotic energy echoed in his body, from The power and whispers of the warp entered his limbs, Motkin felt his body continue to change, the Chaos Gods were satisfied with his contribution, their destruction of Wolfenburg and Motkin in this He expressed his appreciation for the great contribution he made in the battle, and the Four Chaos Gods were willing to give him more power to keep him going.

More importantly, Motkin could feel that under his efforts, the barrier between the Chaos Domain and the real world had become shattered at the touch of a button. In his consciousness, he felt something new.

He felt that at the end of the world, in the faraway Kurgan, countless chaotic tribes, hundreds of thousands of followers were gathering under the command of another powerful Chaos Eternal God, who was even more powerful than Chaos Eternal God. He is still stronger, his army is at its peak, and his will is unstoppable.

His name, his name is...

"Archaen." As if instinctively, Motkin read out the name of another eternal god.

You are the beginning of the end.

The Chaos Four Gods said so.

"You are only the beginning of the end, you are the beginning of all great plans, and he is the one who ends it all."

"Now, keep fighting, to defeat them, and use the power we have given you to destroy everything, as well as Middenheim, the city of white wolf, Tarabheim, the eye of the forest, Curona, the capital of knights, and the Empire. The heart of Brunswick and the southern city of Noor, Motkin, you still have a lot of missions to complete."

"Go kill Knight King Ryan, Marshal Rick Helberg, Lake God witch Morgiana, and a human hero, elites, and that wolf, continue your great plan, keep fighting, This is the mission given to you by the gods, and it is also the price you must pay, you are destined."

The whispers of the evil **** kept ringing in Motkin's ears, but the eternal gods never moved.

The war lasted for an hour. Without Motkin's command, the Chaos army was forced to fight on both sides of the battle. They were beaten and retreated and moved closer to Motkin's side.

Finally, Leman Russ defeated the Slaanesh Eternal Dancer after a hard fight.

Finally, Rick Knight, led by Heilberg, broke through the impregnable shield wall of the Norsca.

Finally, the volley of the Nuer Ironclad Army knocked the entire team of Chaos Knights off their horses.

Finally, under the leadership of the Duke of Berhemonde, the Chaos Chapters were divided and annihilated by the knights.

But the war situation is still unfavorable for the human coalition, and Ryan even estimates that if he wants to annihilate the entire Chaos army, he must prepare for more than half of his own army casualties.

At this time, Motkin finally made a move, Eternal God chose to put down the black iron battle axe, and he took off his double-headed pointed helmet.

Under the helmet is a face with a shaggy beard. Although some parts of this face have begun to mutate, the outline can be seen in general. Motkin is a middle-aged man with a white beard. The face has typical Norse features, with deep eye sockets, a thin nose and a weathered face.

Leman Russhang was rushing back and forth among the Chaos Demons. He saw Motkin's face, and the wolf king was extremely angry: "Mo~te~jin! You will pay a terrible price for what you do! Get ready! Accept my judgment!"

Ruth's words seemed to flip a switch.

"I, no, do, do!" Motkin's voice was like thunder, and Eternal God's Choice roared hysterically: "I can't do it! That's my hometown! That's my people and relatives!!! "

"I can't help it! I don't want to kill people! But I can't, can, can!" Motkin shouted at everyone on the battlefield: "I want revenge! Don't I know what the deal with the evil **** will be? ?! But I can't help it!"

"Isn't it just death? Isn't it just being played by the evil god?" Motkin's vicissitudes of life was twisted into a ball, his left eyelid drooped down, and a stream of white smoke spit out from his mouth, hoarsely: "The entire northern wasteland , Am I the only one chosen by the Chaos God?! Am I the only one who was destroyed by Oleg and you Nanks who destroyed my hometown and relatives?"

"Judgement? I tell you! I tell you all the Nanks! In this world, no one can order me, and no one can judge me! Not even the Four Chaos Gods!!!"

Neither!

no!

Do not!

Motkin's voice echoed throughout the ruins of Wolfenburg, and his voice spread throughout the Central Mountains and the Shadow Forest: "Nanko! I declare, I, Motkin and you, have cleared the grudge! I know , everything has a price! Let Wolfenburg comfort my hometown! I can never go back there again, and my saga is over."

"I want to choose to die like a normal person, my will is my own, I'm leaving, although it may be too late, maybe I can't go to the temple of my ancestors."

"But I, Motkin, am no one's plaything, nor will I be anyone's servant! No one can order me! Judge me! Fuck you gods of Chaos! Fuck your **** horror, Nurgle , Slaanesh!" Eternal God chose to laugh, two turbid tears streaming down his face: "Take a good look, look at this city, Nankees, what have you all guarded?"

"In Kislev! I slaughtered 2 million people, in the Empire, I slaughtered 3 million people!" Motkin continued to laugh wildly, he stretched out his hand and held his black iron battle axe: " Take a good look at the ruins of this city, and see what you have guarded?!"

The words of Eternal God's Choice shocked everyone present. Ryan frowned. He silently took out the Nemesis and held it in his hand. Motkin's sins were so serious that the King of Knights was determined that no matter what the price was, he would pay for it today. He must be killed here.

What happened next, however, shocked everyone again.

"Isn't it death? Isn't it that the soul will fall into darkness forever? I'll give it back to Oleg, and I'll give it back to you!!! But you remember, in this world, no one has the right to order me, no one has the right to Judge me!!!"

The voice fell, the black iron battle axe swung, and the hot axe blade was wiped around Motkin's neck, and the blood flashed.

His strong arms were raised, his head was removed from his neck, and he held it in the air.

Blood spilled all over the place.

Motkin turned his head towards everyone, he paid the debt, and he felt he owed no one again.

At the end of his consciousness, a picture flashed in Motkin's mind. It was the face of another eternal god. He was looking around for the last Chaos Artifact and walking towards his destined path.

Archain, I, Motkin, stop here.

Suicide, ending a painful life.

The future is up to you.

Motkin's behavior shocked even the four gods of chaos, not to mention everyone on the battlefield. When the loyal crimson reapers realized it was too late, every Chaos God Chosen couldn't help but send out Howling with grief, these angry red harvesters rushed into the field to kill all creatures that stood in their way to the king, and then formed a circular shield wall.

Motkin's epic revenge story ends here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ lost the eternal divine election, the Chaos army collapsed instantly, more than 80,000 Chaos army saw the leader actually commit suicide and died, first shocked, then angry, and finally From the army's gradual disintegration into tribes, chapters, and warbands, a small number of loyal Chaos troops still resisted stubbornly, but most Chaos troops have already fled even when defeat is imminent.

Although only 30,000 Chaos troops were left to resist, although Ryan and Leman Russ personally fought to kill the enemy, although more than 20 Holy Grail Knights and thousands of cavalry were led by Morgiana and the Duke of Berhemonde The Chaos army was swept away like a gust of wind, although a volley of Nur's Ironclad Army hit the Chaos Demon Dragon Stlescu-The Great and was finally killed by Bertrand with a black arrow, although the Rick Guard and the Blackstone Guards Sliced ​​through the armor of every Chaos Warrior.

The human coalition still fought **** the ruins of Wolfenburg for nine hours. After paying nearly 20,000 casualties, the Chaos army was completely wiped out.

When another night fell, the flames in Wolfenburg were finally extinguished.

All the Crimson Reapers were reunited around Motkin's body, they fought off everyone who tried to get close to the beloved King's body, until Leman Russ descended and Ryan personally charged them with casualties, until Aurora The High Lord of Ice Elements was summoned to freeze them all, and finally Morgiana released the potion, the Holy Grail Comet, and blasted their shield wall, and these loyal warriors refused to leave the king even one step.

In the end, the entire Crimson Reaper Legion of the Four Gods' Chosen Warriors was reduced to ashes together with Motkin, and the location of the tomb of the King of the North was the last place he conquered in his life.

The battle is over.

Not like the Battle of the Three Kings.

After the victory of the Battle of Wolfen, there was no celebration or cheer.

It's just, it's over.