Proof of the Sun King

A dwarf messenger finally took advantage of the underground river built by the Norsca dwarves for hundreds of years to send emergency military intelligence to Erlengrad, the second largest city in Kislev, located on the easternmost coast of the Claw Sea. , a trade and economic center, and a large industrial deep-water port.

The underground river of the Norsca dwarves connects the Giant Mountains to the Sea of ​​Claws, and there is a hidden sea outlet under a coastal cliff, which allows the Norsca dwarves to travel around the entire Norsca coast without a large circle. The news goes to Kislev or the Empire.

Norsca Dwarf Lord Torgard-Crimson's order was very timely, because the entire Dulong City was instantly surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Chaos army just after the dwarf messenger left for about thirty minutes. , the news can no longer get out.

The first to attempt to attack Dulong City was the High King of Norsca, the Chaos Four Gods chose the Norsca Mountains Army led by Varmir-Aisling. This army consisted of more than 50,000 barbarian warriors, including more than 3,000. It consists of a barbarian champion warrior and more than two thousand Chaos warriors, as well as a large number of monster warbands and many behemoth units.

The Norsca Mountains Army Group launched a fierce attack on Dulong City.

And Maharaja Thorgaard-Crimson has also been ready to fight, Dulong City has set up ten lines of defense, hundreds of artillery vehicles and hundreds of artillery cannons are fired, tens of thousands of dwarf hand crossbows are sprinkled to cover the sky. In the rain of arrows in the sun, more than 30,000 dwarf residents of Dulong City were all mobilized to participate in the defense.

The war is extremely fierce. Vamir Esslin is one level higher than Aegir's red eye. He is another supreme king of Norsca after Eric Bloodaxe. No one knows how old Vamir Esslin is. , people only know that when the second Eternal God's anointed Aisha Quvar went south, Varmir-Aisling was already one of the most powerful Chaos champions in Norsca, and he fled in the battle of Fasha. After getting his life, he returned to Norsca and restored his tribe. When Motkin contacted him, Varmir-Aisling had proclaimed himself "Emperor of Chaos" and "High King of Norsca", and he had entered the sanctuary The pinnacle of state, ready to deliver destruction and slaughter to cowardly southerners.

However, the strength of Dulong City's defense line was far beyond the chaotic army's imagination. After five days and five nights of continuous onslaught, the first line of defense in Dulong City finally fell. Waiting for the Chaos army to attack, the Chaos army left more than 1,300 corpses, and the Norsca dwarves suffered less than 30 casualties.

The barbarian tribes and the warriors of Chaos were all restless, and then another heavy snowstorm came, which made the onslaught intermittent, and the retreating Norsca dwarves retreated to the second line of defense to build a stronger defense system , The tens of meters high city walls, hundreds of gun muzzles and narrow passages make the barbarians really feel tired.

After the Great Holy War, the Norsca once besieged Dulong City for 35 years, but the final result was a failure. Dulong City was able to be self-sufficient and at the same time obtain a large amount of materials from the outside world through the undercurrent of the underground river.

What made Vamir Aisling even more furious was that they had to go into the deep mountains to continue their attack on Dulong City, which left no room for the giant beasts and monster warbands of the Norsca tribe to play. After discussing with the Chaos Champions and the Norsca lords, it was finally decided to leave a small number of troops to besiege Dulong City, and the remaining 45,000 barbarian army continued to move south, preparing to attack the empire directly from the Sea of ​​Claws The Nord collar.

The Norsca dwarves, by aggressively defending, bought a week of buffer time for the southern humans, but now these dwarves have been surrounded by the four dwarven fortresses north of the Mourning Mountains, and they and the surrounding barbarian army will win the battle Before the negative, they had lost all contact with the outside world.

Just above the snow-covered peaks, Norsca Maharaja Torgard-Crimson stood on a hidden alpine outpost, looking out with a telescope.

"The chaotic smash seems to have given up temporarily." Maharaja Thorgard put down his telescope. He looked at the chaotic army marching around the mountain peaks where Dulong City was located. The black tide of destruction covered all the ends of the line of sight. As endless as the ocean, Torgard sighed: "I hope our battle will buy enough time for our human friends in the south and Thorgreen to prepare."

"Roar!!!" A terrifying dragon roar came from above the sky, and a Chaos Demon Dragon spread its wings and swept across the sky. The once noble body was now covered with sarcomas and pimples, but no Doubt the power of Chaos makes the dragon even more powerful.

"Chaos Dragon, Skulex-The Great." Maharaja Thorgaard-Crimson put down his telescope: "Oops, the scale of this Chaos invasion may be the largest since the Great Holy War."

"Southerners, have you heard from us?"

"We have received a message from the Norsca dwarves, General Voroshilov." Just inside Errengrad's palace, a squire is representing Errengrad's current State Duma, during the Winter War. The loss of soldiers and generals was finally reported by Voroshilov, who was downgraded from the bear cavalry field marshal to the general.

After the huge losses in the Winter War, it was obvious that the old marshal had lost the trust of Katarin. However, Voroshilov was qualified and knew how to cater to his wishes, and he did not offend the tsar. His personal hobbies were only Drink some wine, and this guy knows how to judge the situation very well, can bend and stretch. When Katarin was going to question him after the war, he took the initiative to wear a simple animal skin burlap clothes, and at the same time pretended to be old and showed his gray hair, very Humility and even abandoning her dignity to kneel down to apologize to everyone, this made the female tsar a little unbearable. Thinking about it, this old marshal is also a loyal old man who has experienced three tsars. He has a high prestige in the army, and Rarely formed gangs and never participated in other things, so he was only demoted to general, no longer in command of the army, and he was sent to Erlengrad to be a representative of the Duma, which was regarded as a pension for him. .

The urgent report of the Norsca dwarves, although most people did not take it seriously, but due to the stubborn demands of the dwarves and the particularity of the news, the news of a large group of Chaos troops gathering in the north of the Mourning Mountains was sent to Voroshilov. hand.

In the noble mansion of Erlengrad, the old marshal at this time was wearing a bearskin coat, leaning on the old man's chair and rocking, rocking, rocking. With a half-drinking bowl of cream of mushroom soup and a well-eaten hamburger steak, he just finished writing an article praising the tsar's long-term hard work and finally giving Kislev a bumper harvest rarely seen in history. , the state is very tired.

A month later will be the Millennium Celebration of Kislev, the first female tsar of Kislev and the ice witch Empress Miska, who led Mrs. Kisler from the deeply corrupted Kurgan. The steppe migrated and eventually settled here in Kislev after a few years, and before you knew it, a thousand years passed.

In the past two years, Kislev has stabilized a little, and the empire has restored the food supply after the slowdown, plus the previous "grey livestock trade" of Beria and the opening of the road to trade with Dulong City. Fu's treasury received a huge amount of income, and the kingdom in the ice and snow took a sigh of relief on the edge of the cliff and gradually stabilized. Voroshilov couldn't wait to post a praise, praising Katarin for creating a new "Katarin" era".

Voroshilov's praise coincided with a rare bumper harvest. According to the reply from the tsar, the old marshal thought that he would be restored to the rank of marshal and transferred back to Kislev City.

"General, this is a message from the Norsca dwarves." A squire came in and handed the message to the old marshal. The old marshal immediately signaled the squire to fetch the reading glasses on the table and looked at it carefully.

Two minutes later, the old marshal took off his glasses: "Is the news true?"

"It should be true, but Boyer and the generals believe that this is outdated news. There is no doubt that the damned barbarians are going for the dark elves." The attendant said.

"Well..." The old marshal has already received dozens of similar information in this period of time. Some of these information come from Norsca spies, some from merchants who trade with barbarians, some from northern frontline fortresses, and some from Norsca spies. The information comes from the Empire and the Dwarves, all of which are contradictory and indistinguishable.

Obviously, the old marshal was not good at intelligence, and he almost subconsciously wanted to put this intelligence aside.

However, the old marshal suddenly realized that this was his chance to come back into the sight of the tsar.

"Arrange a passenger ship, and I will send this information to the Queen in person!"

"Yes!"

A week later, the old marshal arrived at Kislev City, Bokaha Palace as he wished.

The Kerim guard held a halberd and stopped Voroshilov from outside: "General, you can't go in now."

"What's going on inside?" The old marshal tried to look inside.

In the main hall, the Boyer nobles, General Kislev, and the ice witches were sitting together, and the tsar Katarin was sitting on her own tsar throne. Her tone sounded cold, and it seemed that there was still something in it. With a certain kind of deep displeasure: "Defeat the barbarians, break the greenskins, and put down the rebellion. In the north, we have just driven the Belsong Forest tribe to the other side of the Mourning Mountains, and the Jakova fortress in the south is facing the greenskin attack again."

"I've been on the throne for more than 20 years, why should I really put down my mind and do a good research? This has brought about the recent peace and this great harvest!" Catalin sat on her tsar's throne. There was a circle of ice witches sitting around them. They sat on the side of the tsar and looked at the State Duma representatives below with icy eyes: "I am not here for the prosperity of our Kislev, I am here again. For what?"

The palace was very quiet, no one spoke, and even a thin needle could be heard on the ground. When the old marshal saw this scene, his face was ugly.

A very handsome and handsome, tall and tall officer with a faint smell of cologne came from a distance, Voroshilov recognized him, he was Alexei, the sergeant of the ice palace guard of Kislev officer.

Yes, Kislev also has a guard, but this guard is not as elite as the old Brittany guard. The source of blood was chosen entirely based on appearance and height, which led to the fact that the Ice Palace Guards, with only a few dozen people, were full of handsome guys, but at the same time they were all good looking guys.

There are rumors in the palace that this group of Ice Palace Guards are actually the royal men's favorite group of the Ice Witch Sisterhood. The old marshal thought that this might be true, because most of these handsome guys don't have long tenures and can't survive. There are a lot of people who disappeared mysteriously at the age of 30, and the Master Chief was personally appointed by the Tsar. More than a dozen people have been on the throne for more than 20 years, and about half of them have disappeared.

The two sides greeted each other, and the Master Chief took the initiative to chat: "Hello, Your Excellency General, what wind brought you here?"

"Ah, nothing, what's going on inside?" Voroshilov asked in a low voice, the Master Chief was free to enter and leave the palace, and often participated in palace meetings as an honor guard.

"Hey, it's not those ignorant guys!" Alexei straightened his handsome face, and his face was full of expressions of hating iron and steel: "I said, this year is Kislev's. The Millennium Celebration, such a grand show, what if the tax is added? This year is a bumper harvest! Shouldn't the surplus food be presented to thank His Majesty the Tsar for his gift?"

Before Alexei finished speaking, the conversation in the palace continued.

"Take this Millennium Celebration as an example. It has been a thousand years since Queen Miska took her tribe from Kurgan. Anyone who knows it knows that it is time for the Ice Kingdom to hold a grand event of sufficient size. The celebration is over, people who don’t know only know how to call me extravagant. You think I don’t understand what everyone is saying recently? Yezhov and Cheka have already reported to me.” The queen then said coldly: “ I'm not doing this for the national image of our Kislev?"

"Normally, if a Boyer gets a wife, if he wins, if he lives to sixty years old, they will have a big banquet and let the people nearby come to enjoy the food and the bonfire, everyone will be happy, everyone will be happy. Saying that this Boyer has been blessed by Ersun, strong and full of hope, his fame will spread to the old world with the banquet celebration!" Catalin saw that the crowd still did not speak, and she became a little impatient: "Boye Yeah, so the country should be like this! If we don't even hold the Millennium Celebration properly, not only will our Tsarist family lose face, but the entire Kislev will not be able to hold their heads in the old world!"

"If we don't do a good job, how will the stability and prosperity of the past few years after the Winter War be shown to everyone?" Catalin opened her slender eyes of a phoenix, and the features of the queen tsar would not be particularly stunning when picked out alone. Combined, it has a very well-proportioned beauty, with a small melon-seed face and long black hair in the middle part hanging down from the ears with crystal pearl earlobes.

After tidying up her dark blue dress, she brought her shins wrapped in white silk pantyhose together, and the Tsar stared at the people in the State Duma: "In this way, the northern barbarians and greenskins will look down on us, even the old ones. The humans and dwarves of the world will also look down on us! The greenskins and barbarians will look down on us, and they will fight! The humans and dwarves of the old world will look down on us, and they will not obey us!"

"That's all I said, I'm still against the Millennium Celebration, you can speak!"

The Boyer nobles and generals below looked at each other, but they did not dare to raise any objections. Marshal of the Bear Cavalry Rokossovsky knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head. He thought to himself that the prestige came from a fight, how could it be a celebration? what about?

After thinking for a while, the Bear Cavalry Marshal said deliberately: "If you go back to Your Majesty, we are not against holding the Millennium Celebration, but now is not the right time."

"Why is it inappropriate? The Imperial Norsca Expedition in the south came back and held 12 consecutive days of celebrations. In the west, Britannia returned from the Eight Peaks Expedition and the Obiang Expedition, and also held ten consecutive days. Two-day and five-day large banquets!" Catalin said coldly: "Our Millennium Celebration can only be held once in a thousand years!"

"But..." Rokossovsky wanted to say something else, and he immediately felt that Marshal Kislev Dimitri Zaev pulled the corner of his shirt, and Marshal of the Bear Cavalry shut up wisely .

"But what?" Catalin became more and more displeased, and the tsar thought to himself that Emperor Karl Franz was nothing more than a grand prince who had the name of the emperor but could not make Rickland. As for the king of knights, Ryan, he also Not by marrying the duke's direct daughter, Marquis Surya, but in the final analysis, it is also by nepotism, so what if you can fight? But he's just a rude man.

Look at the generals and Boyes below this palace, all waiting for my order~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am the kind of person who knows how to use people, not to mention I am a strong man in the sanctuary, with the bloodline of the Miska tsar. When it comes to fighting, I'm no worse than him.

"No, Your Majesty is thinking about the long-term, I didn't expect it." Rokossovsky's heart suddenly appeared the face of a lieutenant general Ugor, his big bald head and gloomy words are the same as Ugor Haunting in people's mind, he struggled and chose to give up.

"Then it's settled."

After the meeting was over, the angered female tsar received another report from the Kerim guards, saying that the old marshal wanted to have an audience.

"Voroshilov, what's the matter?"

"I've brought you a congratulatory gift and a new tribute to our Millennium Celebration, Your Majesty!" The old marshal knew that the Czar was in a fit of rage, so he wisely told the Czar's delight, and when he saw Katarin, she looked good At one point, he said in a low voice: "Also, there is news from the Norsca Dwarf Lord Torgard-Crimson that a Chaos army of at least 150,000 people in the north of the Mourning Mountains is gathering."

"I know, I know." The tsar said calmly: "We all know that the neighbors in the north want to fight the dark elves to the death, and the information on the dwarves is really outdated, so there is no need to talk about it."

"Yes." The old marshal could only say no more.

"Oh, by the way, since it's the Millennium Celebration, the soldiers on the front line can't forget it. In this way, since there is more food this year, go and distribute two bottles of vodka, three pieces of brown bread and a piece of bacon to the defenders of the mountain pass and the northern front line. ." Katarin thought of the defenders on the front line, and the tsar said casually: "You go to inform the State Duma about this matter and let Vlasov do it."

"clear."

In this way, the heart of the entire Ice and Snow Kingdom began to beat vigorously, ready to welcome its own Millennium Celebration with enthusiasm and energy.