Proof of the Sun King

ps: This chapter is 4800 words, is it powerful?

Before dawn, the army began to assemble. When the sky was just dawning, all the troops in the entire stream outpost had already risen. They began to prepare for the war step by step. Now the army cooks and soldiers are cooking food, and the war is approaching. , the soldiers began to gather, and their food today was extraordinarily rich. Even the most ordinary serf soldiers could eat hundreds of grams of carefully cooked animal offal, and relatively speaking, a lot of salt and butter. .

The dwarves also ate and drank, but unlike usual, these dwarves neither quarreled nor discussed anything loudly today, but silently bowed their heads to eat.

Including Bellegar, the real King of the Eight Peaks was surprisingly silent at this time, he just sat in the corner, quietly waiting for the dawn to break.

The sky of Bafeng Mountain is still a whistling cold wind. Today, it is no longer snowing. Instead, it is bright sunshine. The sky light has already revealed a touch of fish belly white on the top of the majestic and magnificent peaks. The dwarves are breathing in the cold air. They even picked up a handful of dirt and stuffed it into their armor.

The north wind is howling, the sound of cars is shrill, and the sound of horses is shrill.

The King of Knights of Brittany, the Duke of Mousillon, the God-chosen Champion of the Fairy of the Lake, the expeditionary army coach Ryan Macado wearing a Grey Knight Seiko power armor, with Nemesis on his back and Thor in his hand The hammer, Ryan stood silently at the height of the outpost, looking at the distant peak of the mountain.

"Fifty years of life is like a dream compared to the people living in the world. The nearly 20 years I have been from Nord are like a dream." Ryan looked at the Titan Gate, which was faintly visible in the distance. , he closed his eyes, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, time flies, the sledgehammer knight who set off from Nordland, the time of the championship showdown with the Chaos champion outside Mjordenhaven, as if Just yesterday.

The plain at the gate of Titan's Gate was covered with a layer of snow, and a thin layer of ice had accumulated on the river. Ryan looked around, and everything was empty, except for the sound of the troops eating and packing. , It seems that there is an inexplicable sense of fear and solemnity that enveloped the expedition army. It lasted a year and dozens of battles were fought before and after. Now, another decisive battle is in front of the expedition army.

The 40,000-strong army in the expedition in the past now has only more than 20,000 people after many replenishments.

More than a dozen Holy Grail Knights, headed by Callard, all stood quietly behind Lane, lined up in several rows. Most of the Holy Grail Knights' burqas were torn and their cloaks were worn a lot, but everyone waited quietly, waiting Lane's order.

The cold wind was blowing, blowing the clothes and cloaks of the most powerful knights in the old world. Ryan turned around. He was about to say something, but he found that the cold wind was blowing, and it fell into the depths of the red plums and disappeared.

A red plum is growing tenaciously from the ruins of the collapsed walls of the stream outpost, blooming on this long-lost land.

"My brothers, follow me this way, have you ever been confused? Have you ever been hesitant, have you ever hesitated?" Ryan stretched out his hand and stroked Aoxue Hongmei, the knight king facing his own The subordinates said warmly.

In the distance, the dark elf Orika also put on a leather jacket and boots, and put on a black and red cloak. Veronica also put on a fiery red leather jacket, and is debugging the light with the witch apprentices. Magic ride.

"We have never hesitated, never been confused, never hesitated, my king, where your sword's edge is is our lance, your will is our will, your glory is also our glory, we are very honored, I can fight side by side with you." Callard stepped forward with a serious face, and the face of the Holy Grail had a certain faith and enthusiasm, which made his figure shine: "Please order, my king!"

"Please order, my king!" The voices of the Holy Grail Knights were as firm as gold and iron. What could be more glorious than fighting alongside the great king and destroying evil under the watchful eyes of the Lady of the Lake?

"Yes, you can't hesitate, because you will lose if you hesitate."

A smile appeared on Ryan's face, and the king nodded lightly: "The expedition has come to this point, we are fighting alone, we only have more than 20,000 people, and the enemy may be five times, ten times, or even twenty times ours."

"It is said that if one day, we lose the spirit of chivalry and the glory of our ancestors, we will suffer greatly." Lane walked among the ruins of the stream outpost, and a large group of knights followed him: "But We're not really fighting alone."

In front of them, the dwarf army, the elf army, and a group of paladins and a group of ascetic monks led by Alfred are ready: "Because the partners who also have faith and will, unite with us , to fight together.”

"Now, the Eight Peaks Mountain is in front of you." Ryan looked at the rising sun on the top of the mountains, and the king's face gradually became firmer: "All army, listen to the order!"

The dwarves, humans, and elves gathered together, and the army was neatly arranged and murderous.

"Set off!"

"Duoo~duoo~duoo~" The loud horn sounded from the outpost, and the army slowly left the city. Lane left only 1,500 people responsible for defending the materials and positions of the stream outpost. The remaining two The entire army of 20,000 people set out, aiming directly at the Gate of Titan in the Eight Peaks Mountain.

And at the farthest point of sight, the Gate of Titan is slowly opening, and countless green oceans emerge from the gate like a flood gate, the greenskins have their heads on their heads and their stomachs on their stomachs. The ground crowded forward, roaring, roaring, and waving his weapons excitedly. Although several green-skinned boys and green-skinned bigwigs suffered heavy losses in the battle of Valaya's Gate, the rest were located in the Eighth Peaks. There are still many greenskins in the mountain, enough to cover all the line of sight of the army, enough to be daunting.

Many of the serf soldiers were breathing heavily, their weapons trembling.

Ryan knew that this group of battle-hardened soldiers did not lack courage, but it was obvious that their faces were tensed with tension. The tip of the spear and the blade of the halberd gleamed in the early spring sunlight, and behind Ryan, the knights were already ready, waiting for the king's order.

The stream outpost is located on the east side of the Titan's Gate, so Ryan marched from east to west. He placed his army of knights in the north on the right flank, which was convenient for attacking the enemy from behind. Belgar led his army in the center. The King of the Eight Peaks and his army of dwarves remained silent.

The Wood Elf army led by Alaros was located on the left flank, with woodland guards and Eternal Guards holding spears and giant shields at the forefront. The Wood Elf hero himself rode a huge stag in the ranks. The army leaned to the south. Here is a frozen stream. The upstream of the stream is the stream outpost, the base camp of the coalition forces.

"Soldiers! My soldiers, my dwarf brothers, my elf friends, time is running out, please listen to me!" Ryan rode his wild griffin Impris, in the Walking before the army formation, this knight king created endless brilliance, and his speech attracted everyone's attention: "In front of you is a race and civilization, everything that survived in the war! Not only It's the green-skinned offal all over the mountains, and the Skaven who hide deep under the Eight Peaks!"

"The dwarves, a great and excellent race, a race as strong as a rock, as ardent as a furnace, they once ruled the mountains, they were full of glory!"

"But in terrible catastrophe and shameless betrayal, they lost their home and went to decay and perdition."

Many dwarves bowed their heads after hearing Ryan's words, and they wept silently as they recalled the history of their ancestors' glory and glory.

"The oath is the bond that maintains the dwarves. It once made the dwarves usher in the supreme and glorious era, but the oath is also a heavy burden. Keeping the promise should be the bond that unites them, but in the end, it also makes them bear the burden. heavy shackles."

"Recover the Eight Peaks, and let Belgar and his people shed their blood for thousands of years."

"But some people may ask, why don't dwarves know how to stop losses? Why don't dwarves know how to give up? Why are dwarves still obsessed with bleeding more blood to cleanse their hatred after bleeding?! Why are dwarves in After thousands of years of pain and grief, are you still committed to the seemingly impossible task of recovering the Eight Peaks?!" Ryan's voice was like a bell, and his psionic ripples shook the earth: "Tell me, why? !"

The army was solemn, and everyone raised their heads, looking at Ryan, waiting for his answer.

"Because, this is the dwarf." Ryan said affectionately: "For His Majesty Bellegar, for every dwarf brother of the Angronde clan, no matter how difficult it is, whether it is feasible or impossible, every dwarf will To fulfill the oath without hesitation, to purge hatred, there is no doubt that the oath they made and the guidance of their ancestors are all correct."

There were tears in the corners of many dwarves' eyes.

"Now, before we come to the Eight Peaks Mountain again, we must abandon our prejudice and arrogance, and we will let the history of the greenskins and the rat people to rule the Eight Peaks Mountain stop here!" Ryan raised his warhammer: "Because , we are fighting for the same goal, the same belief!"

"The future is very dark and desperate, but I firmly believe that whether it is humans, elves or dwarves, our history, our civilization, will never succumb in the face of darkness, and will never end in the face of evil! I firmly believe that our An expedition army, able to unite and firmly believe that Belgar and his people will restore the glory of the Queen of the Silver Abyss and rebuild their great and splendid civilization!"

"This battle will be immortal. Even after a hundred years, a thousand years, and ten thousand years, everyone will still remember our stories and recite our songs. The golden age of the past will reappear, whether it is human, Dwarves or elves, we will all find our glory, let us trust each other and unite our will in battle." Ryan roared loudly: "Let us be remembered forever!"

"For the lady! For Britannia!"

"For Bellegar! For Mount Eight Peaks!"

"For Kunos, for Athel Loren!"

The whole expedition responded to the king's speech with the loudest and most excited cheers, but Skarsnik and his army of greenskins approached, and a deep thump of drums and roars sounded from far to near, and soon Another wave responded to it, and the greenskin voices came and went one after another, and a large greenskin ensemble finally began to overwhelm the roar of the expedition army, and the echoes rippled in the field in front of the Titan Gate for a long time. It was soon joined by thousands of roars from various voices and the sound of axe blades hitting shields.

"Dong~dong~dong~" The earth trembled, the ice on the glacier was trembling constantly, and the number of greenskins was so great that when the vanguards approached the range of the expeditionary army, the gate of the titan The green-skinned army inside is still pouring out endlessly, and all the green-skinned troops of Bafeng Mountain are dispatched under the blue and cloudy sky above Bafeng Mountain. , The expedition thought that the cunning Skarsnick would test the firepower of the army, but Ryan quickly realized that this was not a test at all, and he immediately ordered to fire.

"Fire!"

"Fire!!!"

The order spread throughout the battlefield, and the dwarven musketeers raised their muskets, as did the human musketeers, and the muskets spewed out smoking pellets, and the cannons and dwarven organ cannons began to fire immediately.

"Prepare!" Alaros rode on the stag, and the wood elf hero raised his spear: "Let it go!"

Thousands of woodland guards fired in unison, and their movements were uniform. This salvo was like art. More than a thousand arrows of woodland appearances flew neatly into the air, and then fell like a downpour. In an exciting moment, the greenskin army suffered more than a thousand casualties.

The attack of solid bullets and the explosion of flowering bullets interrupted the greenskin's war song, but the goblin tribes and greenskin boys rushing out from behind were almost endless. It may be empty, and the same is true for artillery, only the most unlucky beginner fires a small chance of nothing.

On the Titan's Gate, Skarsnik stood under its evil moon banner, the roar of the Eight Peaks Mountain Warlord and the green horn sounded "woo woo woo", and Skarsnick screamed. Said: "Go forward! My army! Kill these canned shrimp, bearded enemies and pointed ears! Kill them all!"

"Prepare!" Not far from Skarsnik, dozens of Goblin Dive Destruction Catapults had been prepared. Dozens of Goblins were already wearing tattered flight suits and had explosives hanging from their chests. Being hung on the catapult: "Prepare!"

"Launch!" With the sound of the slingshot, dozens of goblins flew into the sky and glide toward the expedition army's position.

"Yeah yeah yeah~"

"Ahhhh!"

"waaaagh!"

The expedition had noticed the large group of goblins flying from the air, and Ryan immediately shouted: "Alaros!"

"Let's go!" Alaros immediately understood, and just behind him, hundreds of wood elf rangers raised their big bows towards the sky.

"咻咻咻~" Hundreds of tracking arrows filled with the power of woodland sparks flew into the sky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as if they had eyes, they all hit this group of flying goblins, dozens of goblins from Falling from the air, the bombs they carried exploded directly in the greenskin group, a flash of fire engulfed a large group of goblins, and the thunderous explosion of the bomb blasted the greenskin's flesh into pulp.

"Yeah yeah!" The expedition army roared in victory and excitement.

"What?" Skarsnick looked at the scene in front of him angrily, and the Eight Peaks Mountain Warlord shouted angrily: "Launch! Shoot me again!"

Dozens of goblins carrying explosives flew into the sky again, and Alaros raised his spear again: "Release!"

The arrows of the rangers collectively hit these goblin "flying men" again. They failed to reach their destination. Instead, they were all ordered in the air again, falling on the spot, and the explosives all blew up their own people.

"Yeah, yeah!" Even the knights roared in victory.

The roar was only for a brief moment.

The greenskin army is approaching, the long-range soldiers have hid behind the pikemen and dwarven warriors, the dwarven miners and dwarven iron-crusher warriors trot forward, using grenades and detonators to blow the greenskins approaching them into pieces. , and then they formed a tight formation: "Fight!"

A large group of goblins and greenskin boys slammed into the shield, and they staggered backward, staggering back, and the dwarf iron warrior leader Sven Novigrad roared: "Go forward! son!"

"Ah ah ah!" The dwarves raised their weapons and went to the battlefield together, followed by humans and elves.

"Then, this is about to begin." The king of knights rode on the body of Griffin Impris. He looked at the green-skinned army and clenched the warhammer in his hand: "Knights, fight for the old world! For justice Fight for glory!"

"Ma'am, always with you."