Proof of the Sun King

PS: 5100 word chapter!

The Chaos Dragon Stryscu-The Great never realized that this war would end in such a hasty, terrifying manner!

That's it? That's it? ! Did Motkin get Nurgle in his head?

Stlescu-The Great spread his wings in anger, and the Chaos Dragon spit out its roaring breath toward the ground in Wolfenburg.

And there, was the old guard's position. These veterans of hundreds of battles lined up in the most orderly queue. They didn't say a word, didn't say a word, just stared firmly at the forward and observed the movement nearby. , Seeing the Chaos Demon Dragon flying towards here, they were also unshakable like steel, not afraid of the dragon's might, but spread out automatically.

Stlescu's rage never ceased, and the dragon could not accept such an outcome.

For giant dragons, they once ruled the world, and they used to be the overlords of the world. Even after the ancient sage descended and the majesty of the giant dragon was no longer, the powerful dragon family still had the ability to change the entire battlefield situation.

However, the difficulties faced by the giant dragons are more than these. Because the ancient sages changed the planetary orbit, the giant dragons are no longer adapted to the current climate of the mortal world. Covetous for wealth and power to stay in the mortal world, he became the target of hunting and enslaving mortals...and being hunted by mortals.

Of course, although the dragon is very resistant, it will also be corrupted by chaos. The first-generation dragon Karrosi once led an army of true elves to resist the invasion of chaos. The wind penetrated deep into the dragon's body, and Carlosi couldn't control his madness. He became the first Chaos Demon Dragon. Since then, Chaos Demon Dragons have been born. These dragons never feel that they have fallen and fallen to chaos. They have always only felt that they are in a cooperative relationship with Chaos. Perhaps falling into Chaos means hopeless for mortals, but Chaos Dragons do have capital. They are not so easy to be controlled and have a certain degree of autonomy.

Like Stryscu, the dragon's destructive breath poured down, dyeing the sky colorful.

But the knight army is not without any preparations. The sanctuary sorceress Aurora roared and ordered Creshir, the highest elemental lord of the ice system. This elemental lord with a height of thirty or forty meters forced Aurora to sign on the spot. After the agreement, he offered him more than fifty gingerbreads, one hundred reindeer meat, and three hundred bottles of vodka. Aurora agreed very readily after seeing Ryan nod.

So Cressil called for an ice storm that stretched for thousands of meters, which greatly changed the battlefield situation. The Chaos army was shrouded in terrifying ice and snow. The cannons were frozen, and the machinery that the Chaos Dwarves were proud of could not be activated.

"Marshal Winter is here! Marshal Winter is here to support us! Long live Marshal Winter!" The old guards were protected by Kleihir, and the soldiers cheered, and the giant ice wall blocked the Chaos Demon Dragon's With the breath of the dragon, Stlescu faced the giant fist swung by the High Lord of the Ice Department, his face changed slightly, it immediately flapped its wings and dodged to the side.

This flash, the speed slowed down, and gave the Nur iron armored army a chance. More than 200 armor-piercing blasting projectiles produced by Veronica Magic Workshop were loaded into the best long-barreled fire guns in the old world. Inside, the Nur Iron Armored Army under the command of the commander Jubal-Fokker made dozens of wounds on the Chaos Demon Dragon in just one salvo. When he started, he became more and more violent, and he spread his wings and flew towards the position of the Nuer Iron Armored Army.

"I am Stlescu-The Great, I am the Destroyer of the Destiny, Unstoppable, Undefeated, I am Great..."

"For Tal!"

"???" Stlescu's chest hurt, and a black feather arrow pierced into its body along the wound opened by the steam tank prototype Indomitable, and penetrated the flesh and blood, hitting the center Its heart, with arrows of nature's divine power, blazed with Tal's flames, ripped apart tendons and pierced into the atrium.

Right in the old guard, the commander-in-chief of the old guard, the Brittany wartime marshal, the baron of Nottingham, and Tar's God's Choice Bertrand-Tahr's eyes were resolute, he stood up straight and slowed down. Slowly put down the bow of Tarr, the holy emblem of Tarr on his forehead shone brightly, and the hero stood proudly on the ground.

"No! No!!!" Chaos Demon Dragon scurried around, it covered its chest with its hands, and after circling back and forth in the air a few times, it fell heavily into the ruins of Wolfenburg, and after twitching a few times, that was it died.

"Well done! Bertrand, nice job!" Knight King Ryan gave Bertrand an approving look.

"You are very good, the helm of the old guard." Morgiana was not to be outdone, and the witch of the lake **** sang a few sacred scriptures and poems softly, and Bertrand suddenly felt a ring on his neck. A brand new talisman with terrifying powers: "This is a blessing from the lady, and it keeps you safe from curses and evil magic."

"Thank you so much!" Bertrand was also a little proud when he found the opportunity to reveal himself, and he bowed his head to accept the compliments from Morgiana and Ryan.

With the death of the Chaos Dragon, the last resistance of the Chaos army in Wolfenburg came to an end.

The human army is already very tired, unable to catch up with the defeated Chaos army,

However, there were no cheers on the battlefield. The current situation of the whole city is really miserable. Needless to say, the tragic situation of the Ost people, as the last Chaos army left the sight, the mortals are helplessly cry.

Not to sing about victory, not to celebrate, not to show off triumph, not to share the spoils of war, not to have the glory and complacency after the victory of the three kings battle.

Chaos crosses the border, under the whole world, the destruction of ruined cities, the mourning of townspeople, the destruction of civilized factions or majestic buildings, and the silence of delicate and beautiful literature and art.

The army has repeatedly failed, its finances are stretched, the beastmen are rampant, the Chaos army is massacred all the way, the climate is cold, the plague is breeding, the empire has to concentrate all its strength to defend against foreign enemies, its army is strong but weak, its cities are in the ocean The isolated islands have to rely on them to protect civilization. Motkin's anger has burned the entire Oster Territory. The only thing the imperial people can do is to use their own army full of fear and use the increasingly precious wealth of the empire. To resist the darkness, to guard civilization.

When the last army of Oster opened the gates of the Bull Fort, the emperor-elect Wamir von Zhukov looked at his city now in ruins, when he dropped his sword and fell to his knees on the ground , when I couldn't help crying and constantly thanking the gods of the old world for the gift and the timely arrival of reinforcements, even the Brittanians couldn't help showing a sad expression.

Over the years, under the leadership of the Knight King Ryan, the Knights of Brittany have been winning and winning. The glorious victories one after another, and the war dividends that are higher than one, almost make the Bretons forget. The taste of failure.

"This is not a victory." Lawn, the regent of the kingdom, put the sword of Curona in the sheath, and he said to Bethmond, "This is the aftermath of the catastrophe."

"The empire is so large, its territory is vast, its border is very long, it is large and empty, there are riots in the territory, and the prosperous interior is actually weak." The Duke of Bethmond's face was solemn. As a direct descendant of Arthur, Saint One of the strongest Holy Grails in Brittany, which has already stepped into the realm of demigods with half a foot, the Duke of Red Dragon kept shaking his head helplessly: "It's really riddled with holes, I've been thinking, Emperor Karl Franz Have you had a good night's sleep since your enthronement?"

"I don't know, but I can be sure that after His Majesty's accession to the throne, everyone has a good night's sleep every day." Duke Hagen suffered multiple injuries, the most serious one being a puncture in his abdomen and a flow of intestines. After coming out, the Duke of Guisoleaux was fine after emergency treatment, but at least he will have to recover for a few months.

"Only he has done it, and only he has succeeded." More insights rose in Lawn's heart, and the heart of the kingdom regent was greatly touched. The Knight Kingdom is now in another golden age and heyday for hundreds of years, so The brilliant Wenzhi martial arts is only achieved by Ryan. Ask yourself, Ron has deduced more than once what he would do if he were the king of knights.

What is certain is that Lawn is also interested in changing the status quo, and he can also imagine that he must also try to reform and try to change the rotten knight aristocrats to oppress and exploit the serf class madly, trying to ease the increasing number of knight aristocrats and serfs. sharply contradictory.

However, he knew that he couldn't do what Ryan did, impossible, absolutely impossible.

When a mistake becomes a habit, it's hard to change.

For thousands of years, various systems have gradually formed, and various rules and conventions have also been formed. Some of these rules and regulations are good, and there are also bad ones, and most of them are mostly bad. If it weren't for such a huge external pressure, Raun knew that the knights and nobles would have pulled their hips into the cesspool long ago.

Some knights are dumb, some knights are greedy, and some knights are dumb and greedy.

Lawn can change, he can correct by the authority of the king, he can make new laws, he can also make great expeditions... If he is the king of knights, and he knows he can do a lot, maybe the kingdom of knights will be better , will become brighter under his supervision, and the combat effectiveness will be stronger under his supervision.

This is how Richard came to the throne with great ambition and became the King of Knights.

However, no one will cut down the ladder for climbing the attic. He can tinker with it, but he can't touch the foundation of the knights and nobles, because that is his basic plan.

He can't have the power of Ryan to break through the whole system and turn corruption into magic. He can't have the power to smash everyone's jobs, and as a result, he changed to a bigger and more beautiful bowl. The original ladder, I made a new one on the spot, and it was very easy to use, so the old ladder had to actively ask Ryan to use him more, saying don't always use your new ladder, I can also use the power.

Raun is still thinking, the Breton army has begun to sweep the battlefield.

"Where is Oleg! Where is he?" On the battlefield, Leman Russ was looking for Oleg everywhere: "Oleg! Where are you? We have won! Where have you been?"

There was no echo, just the white smoke rising from the whole city, the sound of ashes, and the heavy snow falling from the sky.

"Oleg! Where are you? We've made an appointment! I'll take you to Longfang fortress in Asaheim! I'll tell you our history myself! I'll let you tell Bjorn those jokes, I will introduce Logan and the others to you, as well as Ragnar Blackmane! Now that we have won, where are you?" Leman Russ had already lost his temper, and the wolf king shouted: "Come out, even if it is blood claw. (The recruits) shouldn't be making such a bad joke!"

The only answer to him was silence. Leman Russ searched back and forth in the city. Soon Elector Wamil and his second son, Vasily von Zhukov, also joined the search, as well as the only remaining twenty fruits. Six bull riders and seventy-three Oster black guards.

Thirty minutes later, Oleg's body was finally found.

This is a corpse that has been almost completely disfigured. His face is completely unrecognizable. Even his body has been burned beyond recognition in the fire of the whole city. Everyone is leaning on the golden bull knee pads on Oleg's gauntlets. He held the broken sword of Ivan the Terrible in his hand, and finally recognized his identity.

Everyone was speechless.

Oleg von Zhukov, the Elector of Osterland and the first in line to the Grand Duke, Baron Wolfen, Conqueror of Norsca, who accomplished countless great feats, was buried here.

Elector Wamir silently accepted the ending that his beloved son had died, and those soldiers and nobles who had followed Oleg to fight for more than ten years could not help crying. He brought Ost an unprecedented experience. Glory, but also brought the whole leader into disaster.

Leman Russ looked at his offspring and his students like this. The Space Wolf Gene Primarch opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. He took two deep breaths, and finally took a deep breath. The nasal voice said: "Well, at least you died like a man, Oleg, kind of!"

"He died like a warrior." At this moment, Knight King Ryan and Rick Marshal Helberg approached. Ryan frowned and said to Leman Russ, "Brother, it's not your fault."

"It's not my fault, could it be your fault!!!" Leman Russ threw a punch against his back and slammed directly into Ryan's face. The iron fist broke through the sound barrier and shattered the falling snowflakes: "enough!"

"Not enough." Ryan reached out and caught Ruth's fist. The wolf king didn't exert any force. The knight king said coldly, "Now, are you satisfied? Is this the result you want?"

"I will compensate you for your losses!" Leman Russ roared condescendingly at Ryan: "I have gained a lot of wealth in the Far East, and I will give you all! All! Treat it as compensation! Now get out of my way! I I need someone to be quiet for a while, get out!"

"The one who should get out is you! Leman Russ! I don't want your compensation! Give me back the lives of my soldiers!" Ryan directly pulled out the goddess of nemesis and put it on Leman Rus' throat, and the king of knights opened his mouth. Kai, there seemed to be fire burning in his eyes: "More than 2,000 soldiers died in battle, and more than 5,000 were injured! Does it feel good to be pressed against your throat with a weapon by your brother? You just take the spear that your father gave you. Come to kill your brother? Then why didn't you kill Horus in the first place?!"

After being yelled at like this, Leman Russ seemed to wake up a little, and the wolf king roared twice in pain, and stretched out his hand to push the Nemesis away from his throat: "You are teaching me to do things? Boy? Who do you think you are?"

Lane laughed angrily.

Yes, this is Leman Russ.

To the Emperor, he was a good tool man, an obedient good son, and to the Space Wolves he was a good and approachable king, a good and amiable Primarch, and a good leader of Yi Bo Yuntian.

But to colleagues and brothers, Leman Russ and his Space Wolves were not so good.

Not at all.

"Enough!" Elector Wamir finally spoke up. At this time, the elector couldn't hide his sadness, and big tears fell on the plate armor on his chest: "I beg you, Stop arguing, okay? Show some respect for a father who has lost his child, okay?"

The arguing just stopped.

Tidying up the ruins of Wolfenburg was an extremely long job. Ryan handed over the matter to Raun and Heilberg to arrange. He originally wanted to sleep for a while, but ended up resting for three hours before dawn. Ryan got up early and sat blankly on the steps in front of the Bull Fort~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Not far away, the farewell ceremony for Oleg's body was going on. The scorched rotten meat was stuffed into the clothes, and then an iron mask was put on the face of the corpse, finally forming the shape of a person.

The purple thistle was placed on the chest of the corpse, the symbol of Osterland and the flower of the province, and the priest was praying.

Ryan is not from the Empire and has nothing to do with Oleg, so he didn't participate, just sat there and watched.

This battle was not a success, the army rushed in, the people who should be saved were not saved, the task that should be completed was not completed, but the loss was not small, if not for the rescue of the dwarf butcher king, Alaros and the last 20,000 Austrians of the Bull Fort. The Sturt defenders still have some results, so Ryan should apologize to everyone.

"That Chaos Eternal God's Choice originally wanted to fight to the death." Leman Russ walked slowly to Ryan's side, the Wolf King sat down, and his voice was low and painful: "He wants to use a An epic duel to put an end to everything."

"But he soon discovered that no matter what he did, he would still please the Chaos Gods." Ryan nodded slowly, the King of Knights watched the flames ignite, and Oleg's body was gradually surrounded by flames: "He fought with us. It is what the Four Gods of Chaos like to see, whether winning or losing, they are all within the expectations of the Heretic God, so he simply decided to commit suicide, only this choice will make the Four Gods angry and surprised."

"Let's reconcile." Leman Russ stretched out his hand towards Ryan: "It's my fault, I'm sorry."

"It's not like you, brother." Ryan frowned, which one is the wolf king playing?

"Because my father asked me to apologize to you." Ruth's voice was sincere: "So, I apologize to you, let's reconcile!"

Ryan: "..."