Proof of the Sun King

The five-way army attacked Sylvania at the same time, which was a huge challenge for the grand plan of resurrecting Nagash from the dead.

The Lich King Arkhan must support Nagash's resurrection ceremony, and his tomb army must guard the ceremony site outside Duncanhof Castle. Therefore, the task of fighting against the five-way army is handed over to Manfred. - von Carstein.

In the face of the simultaneous attack of the five-way army, Manfred was obviously more excited than anxious, happy than fear, and the last vampire Count soon held a "swearing-in meeting" in Duncanhof Castle, convened a part of Feng - The vampire of the Carstein family.

Much to Manfred's dismay, less than half of the vampires of the von Carstein family came to the castle to be summoned, and the last vampire count, angry and ashamed for his lack of appeal, swore , When the ceremony is successfully launched, he has stolen Nagash's power as planned, and he will let those disobedient kinsmen taste his power.

Similar to Lane's thinking, Manfred also divides the five-way army -- which are our primary enemies, which are less important enemies, and which can be isolated.

First of all, Manfred was convinced that if these five armies were united, Sylvania would be doomed, Nagash and Arkhan would be doomed, and even himself would have to hide again. Go to the Chaos Wastes or the Roof of the World Mountains.

However, of these five armies, only humans and high-level elites are united, and the rest are fighting on their own.

This was easy to deal with, and Manfred immediately prioritized the two most notable enemies.

The dwarf army of the Butcher King of Karak-Kadrin, this army is the most threatening. The dwarf army of up to three or four thousand people not only carries a large number of firearms and war machines, but also the Butcher King himself, Agrim. - The whole world knows how powerful Iron Fist is. After his resurrection, Manfred has been extremely careful not to provoke the Butcher King under any circumstances, otherwise he and his army of Butchers will once again fulfill the ancient covenant with the Empire, Brings a deadly threat to Sylvania.

Then there is the Dark Prophet-Marago's Beastmen army. This army of tens of thousands, and constantly getting recruits from the dark forest, also makes Manfred feel afraid. The number of Beastmen is too large. Fred didn't have the confidence to win.

However, Malago and his army of Beastmen have a relatively fatal weakness, that is, this huge army of Beastmen can hardly be called an "army", and the chaos of its command makes them more like a group of rabble, Malago As the Great Screaming Shaman's binding force on the Beastmen is limited to the "oracle declaration" to the Beastmaster and the Screaming Shaman below, it can hardly control the army except for its own personal guards.

At the back is the alliance of humans and elites. The alliance composed of the Knights Templar and the elites is barely strong - but the number of elites is too small, and Manfred has the wealth to defeat the elites and humans. Experience, in his opinion, it's not difficult to beat them again.

As for the weakest, there is no doubt that the wood elf army of Alaros has a small number, few elites, and weak fighting will. Sylvania is a cursed place that restrains the life magic of wood elves.

In this way, when the five-way army launched an attack on Sylvania at the same time, Manfred imitated his ancestor Vlad and used all his talents to carry out a careful plan and performance.

No matter how many times you come, I only go all the way!

Von Carstein army, dispatch!

The red sun shines all over the east, and the ancestral **** of the dwarves is singing indulgently~

Although the dwarves set out last, as in any case, the army of King Agrim the Butcher-Ironfist arrived and entered Sylvania first, and the banner of the king, symbolizing the King Agrim-Ironfist, stood in the air, In front of him, the beasts and the greenskins fled.

If it was in the past, Agrim Iron Fist would only laugh when he saw this scene, showing off the glory and power of the Butcher Castle, but now the situation is different, the female dwarf priest of Valaya told the Butcher King, the most ancient and primitive Evil is waiting to be reborn in Sylvania.

This question was also verified at the meeting of the dwarven kings of the Eternal Peak a few months ago. When the dwarves were discussing whether to close the mountain to protect themselves, the High King Thorgrin mentioned a battle in Nagashza. , the high elves lost their little queen, and the news that the little queen may be in Sylvania made Agrim Iron Fist realize that perhaps going to help the elves this time was a blessing to all the races of order. good thing.

The Butcher King's army soon entered Sylvania. At first, the dwarves encountered some formal resistance from the vampires, but only the confrontation between the vampire Count Waldner's army and the dwarf's army could be called a war. The mighty Vampire Count went up twice before being split open by the Butcher King with Dago's Axe. The undead army under his command was scattered and turned into smoke.

Manfred realized immediately after losing a good man that the dwarves were his greatest threat, and it would be a disaster to let the Butcher King's army of dwarves break into the depths of Sylvania.

To this end, Manfred did not hesitate to invest in three more vampire barons and their troops - the same old way, one person and one axe, the three vampire barons were also beheaded on the spot by the butcher king with Dago's axe. The cursed land can make both humans and elves feel extremely uncomfortable, but the dwarves are not very affected by the wind of magic, and the King Butcher's march has been relatively smooth. A coalition of elves, they will meet at Taranhof Castle.

However, the Butcher King didn't realize that everything was in Manfred's plan.

Manfred's reckless sacrifice soon drew the attention of the army of the Butcher's to another place, and it was there that the Dark Prophet-Marago's army of Beastmen, the army was in chaos. Unbearable, almost all the Beastmen acted with instinctual hunger, and Manfred easily attracted the Beastmen army.

When Agrim-Iron Fist smelled the stench unique to the Beastmen in the air, he hurriedly signaled the army to prepare for the battle. The dwarven artillery had just established a position, and the dwarven warriors had just lined up the shield wall. At that time, the wildly hungry beasts appeared, the big horned beasts and the horned beasts charged together, the minotaurs tested the shield walls of the dwarves with their giant axes, and the dwarf cannons and organ cannons plowed blood and flesh in the beastmen's army. In the deep ditch, the dwarf butchers shouted the butcher's oath, trying to find their own liberation and the most glorious sacrifice.

In the middle of the battle is the Butcher King Agrim-Iron Fist. He swirls the Dago Axe back and forth, jumping and sweeping, the hot blood of the Beastmen spilling on his cloak, Valaya His holy emblem was hot, injecting endless energy into the butcher king's body.

"Twenty-two!" The axe scraped the neck of a horned beast.

"Twenty-three!" The Minotaur's forehead split open.

"Twenty-Four!" The flame belonging to the Butcher King on Dago's axe pierced the breastplate of a bighorn beast, Agrim Iron Fist shouted happily: "Son of Grimnir! Let's fight happily. !"

"For Kadrin, for the Butcher King!" The dwarf butchers rushed forward frantically, fighting with the beasts ten times more than their own. The Dark Prophet Malago summoned a swarm of crows and a scorpion. tailed lion.

"Drink!" The rune craftsman hit the doomsday anvil with a hammer, smashing the crows into pieces.

On the front line with a diameter of thousands of meters, the war between the beasts and the dwarves began.

"Battle!" The Butcher King charged forward, his body rotated in the air for two and a half weeks, slashing the limbs of a group of beastmen like a spinning top, and then seized the opportunity to cut down a beastmaster who was commanding with an axe, and the Butcher King shouted Signaling the dwarf soldiers behind to come up, he saw that a large group of minotaurs had broken through the shield walls of his compatriots, and Agrim watched a dwarf's mustache be bitten off by the minotaur.

"Ah ah ah! Valaya is above, the son of darkness must pay the price!" The Butcher King shouted, his body like a cannonball, streaking an orange rainbow under the dark sky of Sylvania. An axe in the air chopped off an arm of the Minotaur: "In Grimnir's name, I declare you dead!"

"Boom!" An amber spear flying from the side slammed into Butcher King's body, and Agrim was blown away and landed in a muddy blast of artillery fire.

"Mmmmm~" The butcher tattoo on Butcher King's body and his Valaya cloak protected him, Iron Fist tried to get up, he shook his head vigorously, trying to drive out the dizziness and confusion.

"Roar...big mouth...eat meat...shorty...meat...sturdy...delicious!" A big horned beast with a sturdy stature walked quickly in front of the butcher king.

"Hey!" The Starfire Arrow fell into the bighorn's eye socket in an instant, it struggled for a while, and Agrim saw the lump of meat like a hill fall to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust.

who is it? The Butcher King hurriedly looked back.

"Hey! Shorty, are you still alive?" A familiar voice came from not far away.

"Ah! It's you stinky elf boy!" Agrim heard the other party's voice immediately, the Butcher King was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

"Kunos volley!" Six phantom lights burst out from the green leaf bow, and dozens of starfire arrows were separated in the air. The beasts in front of the butcher king fell down instantly, and a vigorous green figure fell from the sky. .

The hero of the wood elves, Alaros is here!

He grabbed Agrim's cloak and lifted the Butcher King from the ground like a chicken, then grinned, "Dwarf, you can't do it~"

"Who said I can't do it! Elf stinky boy!" Agrim Iron Fist cursed. He couldn't help but rejoice when he saw Alaros, but felt embarrassed, so he forced a straight face: "Who wants you to save me! I'll immediately It's about to cut its head off!"

"Thank me."

"Um?"

"Thank me." Alaros looked at the rear of the dwarf army with provocative eyes.

The army of dwarves in Butcher's Fort burst into excited cheers. Behind them, more than 300 wood elves woodland guards and 100 deep forest scouts joined the battlefield. The wood elves were not as neat as the high elves, but their body The wildness and mighty dynamism of the dwarves gave the dwarves the confidence to win this battle.

Two groups of woodland cavalry, each with forty or fifty people, when they saw the Beastman, their faces showed deep hatred and disgust. No need to remind them, everyone began to bend their bows and arrows.

"I..." The Butcher King knew that Alaros was here to help him. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word of thanks.

"Thank me." Alaros emphasized again.

"Thanks..." Agrim Iron Fist barely spit out a sound, and Alaros immediately smiled and patted the butcher king's shoulder very understandingly: "Don't say it, I understand it, dwarf. It's not easy to do this, I accept your thanks, don't be so willful next time."

"I..." Agrim's face turned red, and the Butcher King had a thousand words stuck in his throat, and he really didn't know what to say.

Alaros didn't give him a chance. The wood elf hero turned around gracefully, his cloak swept across the face of the butcher king, pulled out the feather arrow from the quiver behind him, and aimed at the target: "Eisley, salvo!"

"For Athel Loren!" The arrows that ignited the power of sparks fell into the Beastmen army like a storm, and hundreds of Beastmen fell, but these numbers were nothing to the Beastmen army. .

"Draw out your weapons, for Queen Ariel, for the great forest!" Alaros raised his green-leafed spear, and the wood elf hero took the lead. The next stab, rolled up the tip of an oncoming spear, and stabbed it down. The first blow tasted the taste of blood.

Behind the wood elf hero, two teams of war dancers quickly joined the battlefield. They were either holding two-handed swords, or green-leaf spears, or swords and daggers, or big axes, shouting the name of the deceiver Loic, and followed rushing into battle with their heroes.

The real carnage begins!

"Ah! What makes the elf boy rush faster than the most fearless dwarves! I don't think they have longer legs!" Butcher King Agrim suddenly felt a deep sense of shame, He raised Dago's axe: "Elf boy, let's compare, who kills more? I've already killed twenty-five?"

"Really?" Alaros danced in the crowd of beastmen, and the wood elf hero laughed: "I'm already fifty-six, dwarf!"

"What?!" Agrim first wanted to scold Impossible, but the Butcher King immediately remembered the previous volley of Pokonos, and the son of Grimnir shouted: "I will surpass you, I will go to Va Raya swears!"

"Grimnir, give me strength!" With the rise of the Butcher King, the dwarf butchers followed the King and launched a charge. After a lapse of eight years, the wood elves and the dwarves of the Butcher's Fort once again formed a coalition!

The Battle of the Red Rocks is in the lands of Sylvania, where armies of beastmen and allied wood elves and dwarves go head-to-head.

Just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, a red-eyed bat was watching all this with satisfaction on a dead tree not far away.

"Yes, yes, that's right!"

"That's it~"

"All that's left to do is the idiots of the High Elves and the Templars."

"So, how to deal with them?"