Proof of the Sun King

Von-Zhukov Castle was razed to the ground during the Motkin invasion of 2515, and all were slaughtered.

After Motkin's suicide, the Osterlings slowly but surely rebuilt the castle, united by the elector Vamier von Zhukov and the first in line to the elector Vasily - Under the command of von Zhukov, the castle of von Zhukov reappeared in the territory of Osterland.

Thank you for the gold mine in Wolfenburg, where there is a steady stream of gold that keeps Osterland’s finances from facing a financial crisis. The stubbornness and pride of the people here make Osters know that it will hurt people’s wealth and not have much practical benefits. But it still needs to be rebuilt. Even if the ashes in the tombs of the ancestors of the elector have been lifted by Motkin, and even if the castle is no longer prosperous and populated, the Osters still have to do it.

The great alchemist Baiershazer-Gelter, the peak powerhouse of the sanctuary, the chief great wizard of the empire and the supreme master (dean) of the Royal Academy of Wizards, he is looking at the emperor's expression, of course the great alchemist will not let him. The emperor could see that he was pretending to observe the splendid decoration of Von Zhukov Castle.

Emperor Karl-Franz strode up and down the room, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be thinking about a very difficult question to answer, while Geert was not in a hurry, the great alchemist used this method from the emperor. took back control of the conversation.

"I know what you mean, Geert." After a long time, the emperor's voice sounded: "You mean, your guarantee is not very time-sensitive, because belief in the Great Wall is your temporary solution? Confident, but not sure how long it will last?"

"That's what I meant, Your Majesty, if at that time..." Geert's voice was slightly relieved, as if he was happy because the emperor understood his words, but the Great Alchemist didn't notice that his such The tone stabbed Karl Franz's heart, and the emperor's expression became slightly displeased, and he immediately made a gesture for Geert to shut up!

Geert stopped his words immediately, the great alchemist could feel the change in the emperor's mood, yes, this is a dark age, and even the greatest statesman of the empire and the great prince of Rickland have monopolized the Karl Franz, the leader of the Friedrich family, who has been on the imperial throne for three generations, has lost his cool.

"I know you want to talk about Archbishop Vikma." The emperor said impatiently: "He did attack in a hurry, but Aiqing, I have to remind you that Vikma is dead, and he has paid for his recklessness. It paid a price, and there are things I don't want to talk about again, it makes me very upset, you know what I mean?"

Geert was silent, perhaps other wizards would not understand the emperor's actions, but the Great Alchemist was not among them.

Why can't we bring up the old story of Vekma and his recklessness?

The reason is very simple. Without Wekma, there would be no current Emperor Karl Franz. If the Archbishop hadn’t dropped three votes at a critical moment to help the emperor turn the tide, then Boris Todbringer would be standing here now. .

If the fault of Weikma is to be settled, those who are determined will definitely settle it on the emperor.

So that's the case, as long as you die, you can escape all responsibility and avoid any punishment, while the living are to be blamed and interrogated for every fault?

The great alchemist felt very painful. He believed in the Great Wall and the Golden Fortress. He had already done everything for the empire.

He also seemed to realize that this was unfair to Geert, and the emperor made a slight concession. He did not ask Geert any more about his belief in the Great Wall, but focused his attention on the letters, except for the ring that Ryan said he could not help. In addition, there are letters from the dwarves, the High King and the Butcher King are in great trouble, and the Kurgans and Chaos Dwarves from the other side of the Roof Mountains of the world are attacking the Dwarves' strongholds, and they cannot help.

"This is a new logistics table, Aiqing, the bureaucrats in the rear have been complaining." The emperor said to Geert: "The food and drink expenses of hundreds of thousands of people are collected from the major provinces of the empire, and they can still be dealt with at the beginning. , but we can't always go on like this, maybe some cities and provinces, such as Brunswick, such as Nuer, such as my Rickland and Marius' Ivyland can persist, but what about Steele? What about the Ostermark collar? Besides, the transportation loss is getting higher and higher, from 15% at the beginning to 23% after that, and now the transportation loss has approached 36%.”

"There's no reason for this." Of course the great alchemist knew what was wrong with it: "Your Majesty, your bureaucrats must know where these 'disappeared' materials and supplies have gone."

"But this is the necessary lubrication for the entire system, Aiqing." The emperor smiled bitterly: "Are you going to throw down the hundreds of thousands of Chaos troops across the river from the golden fortress and attack the bureaucracy?"

Geert didn't say a word, why didn't the Great Alchemist know about the internal crisis?

Not to mention anything else, after seeing Galt built a golden fort and created a great miracle, the great wizards of the Imperial Academy of Wizards admired his magical attainments very much, but on the other hand they were envious and hated, such as It is said that Greg Matak, the Supreme Dean of the Amber Academy, has doubted the source of Galt's great miracle more than once, while Senus Gehrman, another great wizard of the sanctuary, left the Golden Fortress without knowing it. where to go.

The crises overwhelmed Geert himself, and more importantly, as he told Emperor Karl-Franz, the Golden Fortress was not perfect—it was To the Jakova Fortress in the Roof Mountains of the World, dozens of ceremonial circles require a large number of wizards and priests to continuously perform rituals and spell maintenance. This is a very hard and tortured work, and people have a mental breakdown every day. Falling down, even so, the ritual is not invulnerable, as the golden fort is often breached due to the chaos of the winds of Chaos and the inevitable mistakes in spellcasting.

How could Chaos miss such an opportunity? Archaon's lieutenant, the thousands of scouts of Chron-Conqueror, constantly observed any situation along the Golden Fortress, and as long as there was a breach, it would immediately launch a full-scale attack.

At this point, the armies of the Empire must plug the breach until wizards and priests reforge the walls of the Golden Citadel.

In each such encounter, the Empire would have lost a hundred or two, and Chaos more.

The only comfort is that in the face of such a difficult situation, the Empire is united and everyone knows the seriousness of the crisis.

The eastern section of the Golden Fortress was handed over to Elector Wolfram-Hertwig of Ostermark. Elector of Ostermark, it is his duty to guard the border of Ostermark.

The middle section was handed over to the Elector of the Hawke, Edbrand-Ludenhof. Although his own army of the Hawker was only more than ten thousand people, more soldiers came from other provinces of the empire, but Edbrand Not long ago, he made a famous victory and smashed Vilic-cursed and defeated the army of Cursed, and there was no dispute over his coaching status.

The western section is in charge of the Elector of Oster, Vamil von Zhukov, and the Grand Duke Vladimir of Erengrad, who are old rivals with Chaos.

Emperor Karl Franz led the main force of the empire, the Franz Guards Legion, and the Royal Guard, sitting at the Von Zhukov Castle, ready to support the front line at any time.

It seemed that the situation had stabilized, but this was a respite based on the Empire's constant casualties and costs.

"Gelt, you are my appointed royal chief wizard, right?" Karl Franz asked.

"Of course it is." Geert was very hesitant in his heart. He had the opportunity to confess his uniqueness several times, but he missed it. He had the opportunity to say it just now, and he missed it.

"It is with the pain of my heart that I am asking you this question, Sir Geert, and I hope you will answer honestly as an honorable citizen of the Empire. Can we hold the Golden Fortress?"

"I'm sure we can hold it, my majesty." Galt said without hesitation: "The Golden Fortress has proven its power."

"Then the question is, first of all, how long can we last according to this consumption?" The emperor then asked: "Second, even if we expect to last for a long time, how can we win?"

Geert was shocked. It was not that the chief wizard of the royal family had not considered this issue, but since maintaining the Golden Fortress had consumed most of his magic and energy, he subconsciously did not think about such long-term issues.

But... just don't think about it? Or...no answer at all?

Geert was silent for a long time. The great alchemist considered his answer. If he answered the truth, that is, he knew that the empire could not last forever and could not find a way to turn around, then he was incompetent and the emperor would not need it. Such an incompetent royal chief wizard, perhaps he will lose his coveted position.

But being brave doesn't seem like a reasonable option, and it also means deceiving, and it's obviously impossible to deceive such a great statesman as Karl Franz.

Fortunately, just when Geert hesitated to answer this question, there was an emergency military arrival outside.

Odolf's golden fortress has been breached!

Our allies are under attack, Elector Wolfram-Hertwig is leading his army, and they need support.

The emperor was forced to stop his inquiry. Karl Franz subconsciously wanted to hold the imperial hammer, but Gael Maraz was not in his hands, so he could only say: "Gaelt Sir, I can only count on you at this time, lead your Sol leader army, quickly go to the gap, and repair the golden fortress!"

"Understood!" Geert felt relieved, and the great alchemist walked out quickly and disappeared outside the main hall of Von Zhukov Castle.

When the royal chief wizard arrived at the front line riding his beloved Pegasus Xunyin, the situation had eroded to an unbelievable level. The defenders of the empire were collapsing, and there were large gaps in the golden fortress. Within a few kilometers, the north What the chaotic barbarians saw was a large stretch of road, hundreds of imperial soldiers had fallen in a pool of blood, and tens of thousands of chaotic tribes were stepping through the gap and entering the empire.

The Yankees, as many as the crucian carp crossing the river, crossed the gap at a frantic speed, and the sky was full of black smoke. The terrible plague was spreading into the territory of the empire as the Yankees went south, and the doctors and priests of the empire could do nothing about it. - The goddess of mercy, Salia, seems to have disappeared. Without the help of the gods, Saria's nuns and doctors could not fight the spreading plague on their own. Gelt had read a few reports that were terrifying—about one-tenth to two-tenths of the soldiers had been infected with Nurgle's plague to varying degrees.

However, this was not what frightened Geert the most. What frightened him the most was that, as a flying unit and a great wizard at the peak of the sanctuary, Geert saw it on the way, and he saw a team of tens of thousands of people. The Sylvanian army of people—there are both living and dead, and the commander is a demigod vampire with elegant manners, nobility and calmness in his gestures, and there are hundreds of blood knights around him. Hundreds of black knights and thousands of barren tomb guards.

Huge hordes of mortal auxiliaries followed in the ranks of the undead army, shivering but still holding muskets and crossbows, and it seemed they were all willing.

The demigod vampire noticed Galt, and he even used ancient etiquette to greet Galt in the air with an impeccable noble greeting.

Gelt felt cold all of a sudden, and the great alchemist realized the fact that he lied—Sylvania was not in the cage, and the terrifying undead had escaped. If this truth is revealed to everyone in the empire, then He Gelt will lose everything, including his esteemed status, the adoration of the Imperials, and his reputation.

God Emperor is on, what should I do? Geert couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pressed the cover of "The Emperor's Words 3.0" on his waist, which contained the blessings bestowed by the Emperor himself. crash stuff.

The battle at Odfern's Gap was extremely fierce. The Elector of Hetwig personally led his army to fight against the Chaos army. The leader of the Chaos army was Festak-Kron, the champion of Nurgle as the first group to lead his followers. One of the warlords who traveled south to Kislev, his slaughter on the steppe only elevated his standing in Nurgle's eyes. When the Golden Wall collapsed before him, Krona, convinced that his moment had finally come, did not hesitate to lead his warband over the fallen stone and dash for glory.

Crown's subordinates consist of more than a hundred war gangs. What's worse, Geert found a lot of Chaos Demons among them. At least three teams of Nurgle Demons are advancing with the Rotten Horde.

Things are always getting worse. When Galt first came to the northern front, he only saw sporadic Chaos Demons among the barbarians. However, over time, the number of Chaos Demons has changed from one or two, From two to three to five, six, seven or eight, Chaos Demons can already be seen operating in the form of squads and war gangs, and their existence in the mortal world is getting longer and longer. If someone tells Geert that it will be soon. Geert would not feel the slightest strangeness when the entire Chaos Demon Legion, which was established, appeared on the battlefield.

Ignoring the imperial defenders and the Chaos tribes who were fighting fiercely, Gelt came to the ceremony site and found that the wizards and priests who were responsible for maintaining the ceremony were all down in a pool of blood. They were killed by a mysterious force. The great alchemist was determined to To restore the golden fort at all costs, he began to cast spells.

The great alchemist poured all his magic into the ceremony, and at the same time paid a little attention to the battle, when he saw the Elector of Hetwig personally led the Knights of Eternal Light and the cavalry of Odfin to rush in. While in the midst of the Rotten Horde army, Gelt scolds Hertwig for being a fool, and he should take the time to repair the walls instead of charging fearlessly, which will cost him his life!

Sure enough, the Elector of Hetwig was in trouble after his heroic charge. A group of Nurgle's chosen warriors, heavily armored, resisted the charge of the knights. Krone, the champion of Nurgle, had a championship match between the two sides. The brave Elector of Hetwig was honorably killed. Krone wanted to show off his victory, but the champion of Nurgle soon understood why Ostermark's Runefang is called the Troll Scavenger - the wound caused by this sword will not heal, and the champion of Nurgle falls with it.

"No! Don't die!" Galt could only look at all this in pain.

Just when the imperial front was about to collapse, Volten led Charlemagne's army to appear. This unparalleled warrior, the arrival of the champion of Charlemagne's selection, greatly inspired the morale of the imperial army and reorganized the army~www.wuxiaspot. com~ But victory did not come so easily. With the violent wind of chaos and the fetid garden scene connecting with the mortal world, a whole army of Nurgle demon army was thrown into the mortal world by the fat grandpa, and they met him in the unparalleled Voten. The opponent of Nurgle, Gurug-Ath, is currently the sixth largest demon under the throne of Nurgle.

Volten tried to quickly defeat the powerful enemy in front of him, but the Nurgle Demon could not be defeated at will, even if Gal-Malaz's power overwhelmed the rusted sword and plague chain in the hands of the Great Demon, the Nurgle Demon His body was burnt to black by the divine power emerging from the twin-tailed comet, but Grug-Ath was still full of energy, shouting the name of the loving father and fighting with Voten.

Volton could fight against Nurgle, but the Imperial army behind him couldn't. Brave Imperial soldiers fought with Nurgle, their bodies eroded by the plague, they vomited yellow bile, their hands were corroded Bones were exposed, their eyeballs liquefied and slid from their sockets in a thick greenish-yellow mist.

Unable to bear it, the imperial army was collapsing, and Gelt closed his eyes in pain.

Lost, lost thoroughly, the golden fortress is over.

"No, the empire is not over." An icy biting voice with absolute pride rose from the other side of the horizon, the dark sky covered the whole sky, the ancient horn sounded, and those ancient flavors of Rickland drum sound.

Von Carstein's black bat banner on a red background is rising, the demigod, Death Lord, Lord of Sylvania, Vlad von Carstein watching the soldiers of the Empire fight bravely, Can't help nodding in approval.

"The living can't stand it anymore. Now, it's my turn, Sylvania."

"Blood Knight, drive the enemy out of our country!"

"For Isabella, for Sylvania, for Von Carstein!"