Proof of the Sun King

"No 'people' can get in... An entire army of wood elves has come!"

Just before the gate, hundreds of Eternal Guards of Wood Elves wearing golden helmets, green robes, chain armor and breastplates, armed with spears and giant shields, stand on the city wall!

Behind them, there are more woodland guards holding Spark Longbow! They lined up in extremely neat queues, along the entire street, all the way beyond the city walls!

In addition to the woodland guards, there are also the troop of wood spirit sword dancers covered in oil paint and arms, and the legendary wild forest rangers who wear green hoods and are responsible for guarding the major roads of Athel Loren Forest Spellsingers who can unleash the magic of life!

The rangers and forest scouts with the Starfire bows on their backs stood together in a chessboard-like queue, silent! But it was murderous, and under the heavy snow, a solemn atmosphere enveloped the entire city wall east of the stream outpost.

Ryan stepped down from the top of the steps, and the Eternal Guards with resolute expressions automatically made way for him, but when Durant wanted to keep up, the Eternal Guards immediately closed the passage and raised their shields with spears. Allowing him to push the mercenary leader back, Durant sneered twice and had to stand in place.

Hoofs, Hero of the Wood Elf, Chosen Champion of the Wood Elf Queen Ariel, Alaros - The Hero rides a giant stag with oversized antlers, followed by a few Wood Elf woodlands on pureblood horses Lord, enter the outpost.

"Alaros!" Ryan quickly walked through the tight formation for the Eternal Guards, and the King of Knights shouted happily, "Long time no see."

"Knight King, I heard that you are in trouble?" Alaros is still as handsome and handsome as before. He is wearing a set of wood elf rune half-body plate armor forged from the wood elf starlight furnace, lined with wood The elf handmade green military uniform, with a lake-green velvet enchanted cape on the back, and the green antler helmet given by Lilith on the head was so dazzling that the green was so dazzling that Ryan panicked.

Ryan suddenly remembered that Fugen told himself through psionic communication that the daughter of Alaros, who was originally chosen by Lilith as the new **** of the "New World", the wood elf female lord named Carona was now giving orders to Fugen. Became his squire (and possibly a maid).

Well, we are worthy of being brothers.

"Alaros, how did you find this place?" Ryan's expression remained calm, but his tone could clearly sense that the king was full of surprises.

"Obviously, Eslai's friends know nothing about the power of the Oak of Ages." Alaros raised his chin very proudly. The stag that the hero of the wood elf rode was very strong and had two long antlers. He condescendingly pointed at Ryan with his chin: "Need our help? Ryan?"

At this time, the appearance of the army of wood elves has attracted the attention of the entire outpost. The knights and the old guards rushed over immediately, and they all made their voices of gratitude and amazement. The army of wood elves that appeared here was obviously exhausted. The Bafeng Mountain expedition army was a shot in the arm. The army made an excited cry and approached slowly, while the entire wood elf army remained terrifyingly solemn and silent, only waiting for the order of Alaros.

Large wagons loaded with various supplies drove into the camp, loaded with piles of grain, fresh vegetables and meat, various supplies, and even a large number of artillery shells, new armor and weapons, and warm clothes. There are cases of wine!

The supply convoy of more than 200 carriages seemed to descend from the sky, and the long queue had already lined up outside the entire outpost!

The voices of praise to the fairies of the lake and the Valaya are endless.

"Alaros! Madam, I really don't know how to thank you. You helped us at the most difficult time." Seeing that the wood elves brought so many supplies, the king only felt troubled by himself The biggest problem was solved, and he walked quickly to Alaros.

"You don't have to thank me, Ryan, this is your logistics." Alaros turned over and dismounted, and the wood elf hero said lightly: "We are only responsible for transporting the supplies through the root tunnel. Lots of supplies and people who managed to convince us."

"Who persuaded you?" Ryan was still a little puzzled. A group of human troops appeared from the wood elves. There were not many of them, but they were all wearing the standard armor of the Church of Justice, using long swords and shields, or two-handed swords. One A familiar voice came from a distance: "Good friend! How can I be without me in this level of war?"

"Afo!" Ryan turned around, and he and Alfred, the Patriarch of the Diocese of West Britannia, the Knight Commander of the Knights Templar, and the head of the ancient church district of Freya, gave a tight hug: "Very ...very, welcome!"

"Hahaha! Good friends, I expected you to encounter difficulties!" Alfred's body was covered with snow, and the Patriarch and Templar Commander, who were in their prime, laughed, and he gave Ryan a warm welcome. The hug: "how is it? I still understand you, right?"

"I won't say thank you to you." Ryan patted Alfred's shoulder a few times, and the King of Knights soon discovered something different, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "Ah Fu, what's the matter with your outfit?"

Alfred was wearing a khaki knitted sweater with a blue and white striped shirt on the bottom, and the outermost was a typical Kislev military coat, military trousers, military belts, military boots, knitted gloves, Army green scarf. He wears a cotton hat with ear protection and a big white bear logo on the hat.

The Templars were carrying a backpack and a leather brick red document bag on their backs. Seeing Ryan asking, Alfred smiled happily: "Ah? This, this is that Mr. Lev, that is. The Mrs. Keesler you promised gave me! Before he arrived in Poldro to prepare for the voyage to Lustria, he felt that I was very attached to me, so he gave me all his things, you see, good friend!"

Alfred opened the backpack and revealed the contents to Lane, which contained Mrs. Keisler's favorite big leba bread, raw potatoes, a small silver tin wax pot filled with strong vodka, and the Justice. The icon of the **** and several bottles of holy water, the leather file bag contains a red leather notebook, a quill and an ink bottle, red and blue pencils, a wooden compass, an eraser, two iron sharpeners, an imperial fire book and a Large black cigarette holder: "How about it? I see that the weather is so cold, so I use it all!"

"...Not bad, not bad." Ryan almost said Dawarich. He looked at Alfred's outfit and smiled: "Anyway, welcome, Alfred, welcome."

"And Alaros, welcome, at this difficult time, I very, very welcome your presence!" Ryan also gave Alaros a hug: "You really helped us a lot!"

"...This time, we must take back the sacred relic of our family." Alaros and Ryan hugged and pushed Ryan away a little uncomfortable, the wood elf hero said proudly: "With our joint efforts, we can There is no invincible enemy! Whether it's the Greenskins or the Skaven, let them come!"

After a few minutes, the dwarves appeared, and Bellegar brought his chief engineer Halhave-Golden Harvest and chief runesmith Slud-honest, watching the army of wood elves standing neatly in the snow. The King of Eight Peaks said with a bit of embarrassment: "Really, these pointed ears don't come at the most critical time, but this time has come. I really don't know whether to thank them or give them a hammer!"

"They sent us the supplies we desperately needed, even though they weren't many, I said, I'm a little bit better now with these pointy ears." Slud-Honest touched his white beard, and said unhappily. : "Our best gratitude is not to kill them."

"Haha~ That's right, as a gesture of gratitude, we won't kill them this time!" Halhave Gold Hunter also said.

The Eternal Guards made way for these dwarves. Alaros stood strong in the snow and the wood elf hero saw Belgar's appearance, he immediately put away his smile, and his attitude became even more proud: "Don't get me wrong. Now, dwarves, we have come to participate in this war this time, just to retrieve the relics of our race. How can the relics of our elves fall into the hands of the greenskins and the Skaven! We must take them back! "

"Weird races, oddly pointed ears, who know how to hide in the forest all day long, with those odd and odd trees, and who don't know how to drink beer, and don't know the joy of blacksmithing and drilling holes. In the battle, even the Phoenix King was knocked out of his head by us!" Bellegar muttered, "I don't know which brain has a problem, but he is willing to send someone to Bafeng Mountain to die..."

"What did you say?! Are you trying to fight? Shorty?!" Alaros was still too young after all. After being told by Belgar, the wood elf hero and Ariel's chosen champion only felt that blood was pouring on him. Surging above his head, Ryan quickly stopped him: "Calm down, listen to Bellegar finish."

"Nevertheless, at this time of crisis, anyone who dares to take up arms and stand side by side with us is a real friend." Bellegar had not finished speaking, the King of Eight Peaks said hesitantly: "Anyway, thank you all. There are indeed a few relics with pointed ears in the treasury, which are of little value anyway. If you must, then it is not impossible to pick two for you after the war is over..."

"We want to get the Silmarillion!" Alaros said impatiently: "Forget it, I don't want to talk too much with you here. Counting this Lord Alfred, we brought four thousand troops this time. We can attack at dawn tomorrow, who is the head coach here? Ryan? Or this dwarf king?"

"Don't worry, Alaros." Ryan smiled: "Since you are here, our previous strategy and tactics will be adjusted to a certain extent. The large amount of supplies you brought is enough for us to use for more than two months. You've solved our biggest headache right now, so we don't have to worry now."

"Don't worry? We have sent the supplies through the roots of the world. Every day the army stays here, there are many more variables." Alaros frowned as he listened to Ryan's introduction: "You better have a detailed plan. , say it so we can discuss it together."

"We will." Ryan had already made up his mind at this time, and he looked west.

The sky above the Eight Peaks Mountain, in the afternoon gradually falling into the night, is still a blue sky, with a dim sky and thick stratocumulus clouds, quietly watching this most brilliant dwarf fortress, and the alpine plain.

"We will smash Skarsnick and its conspiracy and tricks. What we have to do now is to take the initiative to make Skarsnick dare not leave the Eight Peaks and wait for news from the west."

…………I am the dividing line between pointed ears and short stacks…………

At the same time, in the old world, on the edge of the badlands, the armory fort was only a few dozen kilometers away from Haimenguan.

Another army of knights entered the city in a mighty manner, with bright and bright armor, gorgeous and even a bit saucy burqa and various flags, the neatly arranged knight brigade formed a torrent of steel, gradually approaching the armory fort.

Wearing a full-body Grimnir dwarf enchanted rune mithril plate armor reforged by the dwarf rune master Deron Feinsen, a unicorn sword hanging from his waist, and a pure white horse cross helmet on his head , with a blue and white horse velvet cape behind him and a goblin shaman head in his hand, Francois is commanding the army to slowly enter the city. He rides on his beloved Thoroughbred Pegasus Bragg, facing the Ser Jarrod, who was behind him, said: "It's almost all right. It's too much to go too far. If it's too many times, it will make the greenskin feel strange."

"Yes." François's cousin Gerrod had nothing to say about François. Gerrod still didn't understand how François came up with this idea. The army came back and forth. The city, to make Greenskin think that he has an army of 10,000 or 20,000 knights constantly arriving at the front line, it is absolutely amazing.

In addition to Sir Gerald, François was followed by the famous Knights of the Holy Grail of Brittany~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sir Bayard, who was in charge of guarding the island of Lily, the sanctuary of the fairies in the lake; - Pierre-Holy, the Knight of the Holy Grail stationed at the Abbey of Maisonnell, in addition, the chief courtess of François, the prophet of the lake, Chahis-Morningstar, also came, and unlike his son-in-law Ryan, François Lançois has always trusted the Lake God Prophet system of the Church of the Fairies in the Lake. Of course, Chasis-Morning Star was also taken into the house by the Duke.

"Do you know what we should do next? Gerrod?" Francois smiled while touching his goatee. He is ninety years old this year, but as the Holy Grail of the pinnacle of the Sanctuary, he has at least three hundred years to live. Duke Not in a hurry to find a successor.

However, this time, in the war in charge of supporting the Empire to clear the blood pine forest, Ser Jarrod was ordered to lead an army of knights to the empire, and joined the imperial army to sweep the greenskin and beastmen tribes on the edge of the blood pine forest. His observant performance in warfare was unanimously praised, and he and his army received the title "Jerald's Rebels" from the Empire.

"We are going to fight a big victory!" Gerald frowned, he said solemnly: "The stronger the strength we show on our side, the greater the victory, and the more enemies we destroy, the less pressure on His Majesty's side. ."

"Very good, that's right!" Francois nodded again and again, the old man threw the head of the goblin shaman on the ground, his sea blue eyes flashed with wisdom: "This battle, we It must be fought well enough to inflict enough damage on the enemy without revealing the fact that we actually have only a few thousand troops, so that the cunning green-skinned warlord will definitely feel the pressure."

"So, let's solve the Goblin Wolf Rider Legion that keeps harassing the entire logistics route and constantly attacking the outskirts of the Arsenal Fort!"