Proof of the Sun King

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On the battlefield, morale is a kind of mysterious existence. It really affects the situation of the entire battlefield. This kind of thing is controllable and can be trained. Through the accumulation of experience and the personal aura of the generals, command and will Agglomeration improves.

However, morale is also uncontrollable, especially when the war is anxious, any small action may completely collapse the morale.

Therefore, Ryan has emphasized many times in previous battles, that is, "the mountain cannot be moved".

The queen tsar Catalin had no idea what kind of changes her behavior would bring to the entire army.

At the same time, she did not expect that Marshal Fedosov's legion had done its best for this. Dagnip was actually not a military fortress at all. There were many loopholes in this barely small town. The city wall itself was made of stones. As long as those damned barbarians blast the lower layer with Chaos Cannons, the city wall will disintegrate by itself under the action of gravity. Only the river on the right constitutes a partial barrier, and the city wall itself is not very high, and the top is still made of wooden battlements and Shooting port, and wooden ladder configuration.

Since the marshal's legion was stationed, it has put all its energy on building the defense line. He knew that he was sacrificed all the way. He only had 10,000 people in his hands, but he had to face a full 50,000 Nurgle. Dajun, the only thing he can do is to delay it a little longer.

From the early morning Marshal Konev's assault, the Nurgle Legion also began to attack. Fortunately, the Nurgle Legion was slow, moving slowly, and the fighting intensity was not high. At the beginning, Fedosov's troops were able to support.

But they were very wrong. In fact, Festus, the champion of the Nurgle God's Choice, is different from most of the Nurgle God's Choice who only know how to fight. Knowledge is a despicable person who is very cunning and knows how to target tactics. As early as more than ten hours ago, he had sent a team of 10,000 people and a small number of Nurgle demon army to cross Linsk under the cover of night. river.

And the attention of Kislev's army was all on the Legion of Slaanesh, and no one paid attention to the Legion of Nurgle.

So the low pressure on Fedosov's corps at first was just an illusion, which led Mrs. Keisler to fall into a trap. When the time passed by noon, a Nurgle corps suddenly came out of Dagenipp's When there was a double attack behind him, the army that was still struggling to support it collapsed in an instant.

Marshal Fedosov went to the front line to supervise the battle and tried to save the situation, but was unfortunately hit by the Nurgle champion Demigeles-Grand Whirlpool who rushed up with a plague sickle. He was knocked to the ground on the spot and could no longer stand up. Fedosov finally seized the opportunity before his death to hand over command to General Apanashchenko and ordered the army to withdraw.

Although the movement speed of Nurgle's army is indeed not fast, once the army retreats when it is in contact with the enemy, the elite level is only slightly worse, and it will only face defeat. In fact, when General Apanashchenko led the army's army When the remnants of the army approached the town of Zedevka, the army of 10,000 people had only a few hundred personal soldiers left.

This is simply impossible to stop the Nurgle Legion that is about to attack.

At this time, the army on the front line of Kislev finally ushered in a total collapse. With the retreat of the tsar, the Konev, Zaev and Rokosovsky departments that were struggling to hold on were like Defeated like a pug with a broken bone.

"Our army is defeated! Our army is defeated!"

"The Tsar has abandoned us!"

"The battle is lost!"

Rumors spread frantically, and the soldiers had reached their limit in terms of physical strength. When they heard the news, they collapsed instantly, and the battlefield was full of Kislev soldiers fleeing everywhere.

"What are you doing? What are you all doing? You are not a bunch of frightened rabbits!" In order to escape, the champion of the evil gods' election even threw the flag of the commander, but now Marshal Konev can only watch both sides, his troops are collapsing and heading for the road to perdition. In the middle of the road shouted: "You are soldiers! Remember, you are soldiers!"

"Nikola! What are you doing, you are a major general!" Konev immediately found that the general he appointed was running for his life, but the general obviously didn't hear him. The Legion of Evil is desperately releasing noise to try to break Mrs. Keisler's will.

"Soldiers, gather and don't give up!" Konev was still trying in vain: "The Norsca came too late, the Slaanesh Legion has already been defeated by us! Don't you understand that only one charge is needed We can defeat the Legion of Slaanesh, the Legion of Slaanesh has failed, where is your faith?"

It was useless, his legion had been defeated, the marshal looked at the soldiers who were fleeing frantically, and closed his eyes in despair, he noticed that more than 25,000 people had been killed and wounded, only relying on Sigwald and the demon prince The morale of the Slaanesh Legion, which Azazel forcibly supported as the overseer, is recovering.

It was no longer possible to turn defeat into victory. The marshal took out a beautiful handgun from his bosom. He laughed, and two lines of tears flowed down. He took the fire gun and put it on his chin: "It's over, everything about Kislev is over, I'm fighting to the last breath of my life."

"boom!"

On the other side, Rokossovsky was also roaring among the soldiers. He pulled the sleeve of a Krim Guard and roared at the Tsarist Guard: "Go forward! Go forward!"

There was an expression of shame on the face of the Kerim guard, but he did not give up and escaped. With a forceful throw, Rokossovsky was thrown away, and the marshal roared angrily: "Come with me! Don't give up, come with me Fight together!"

It was useless, the army was in total rout, Rokossovsky found two more Kerim guards fleeing, and his face flushed with rage: "Mrs. Keisler! Fight with me, you guys. Is he the son of Ersun?"

"Are you the Tsarist Guards? Are you the glorious Kerim Guards and Ksa warriors? Fight with me!" Rokossovsky vainly called the soldiers back to their positions: "Hold on for a while, We can defeat the enemy! Don't you know me? I'm Konstantin Konstantinovich Rokossovsky! Marshal of the Bear Cavalry!"

"Constance Dante!" At this time, Romanov, Marshal of the Winged Cavalry and Commander of the Griffin Legion, rushed from afar, and the Marshal of the Winged Cavalry handed over the banner of the Griffin Legion to Rokossovsky: " Get on your horse, use this! Assemble all the remaining soldiers you can, and kill them! Quick!!!"

"No! If we fail here, it will be all over for Kislev!" Marshal Bear cavalry shouted frantically, tears streaming down his eyes: "Unacceptable! Even if we can escape, Kisler It's impossible to stop Chaos!"

"Escape! Go to Erlengrad! There are still some decent troops there, hurry up! Bring the news, time is running out!" Romanov forced the flag of the Griffin Legion and the reins of his mount into Rocco Sovsky's hands: "My personal soldiers and I will buy time for you!"

Erlengrad? Rokossovsky suddenly remembered, yes, Kislev still has an elite force that did not participate in this war!

The three thousand Red Navy under the command of Admiral Kuznetsov of Kislev!

Thinking of this, Rokossovsky no longer hesitated. He immediately got on his horse and raised the banner of the Winged Cavalry Griffin Legion: "Soldiers, follow me and kill!"

The legendary flag of the Griffon Legion fluttered in the air, symbolizing the final glory of Kislev. The cavalry saw this legendary flag, and finally regained a little morale and tried to regroup under this flag.

Rokossovsky gathered about a group of bear cavalry, eight hundred winged cavalry, and about four thousand Ugor cavalry archers, and forcibly rushed out of the battlefield. The Kislev infantrymen who were fleeing above the snowfield were not in a hurry to chase, and the winged cavalry marshal Romanov and his dozen of his personal soldiers were immediately engulfed by the chaotic torrent.

At this time, the battlefield has turned into a slaughterhouse. In the face of the collapsed Mrs. Kessler, the barbarians will not give them any chance. The Supreme King Aislin broke out of the ice, and he personally commanded the plunder riders and the barbarians to start. In a terrible massacre, the Norsca direwolf chariot swept across the battlefield, reaping the life of Mrs. Keisler, and he personally led the chaotic steel bull cavalry to smash around.

Right on the hillside covered with blood and corpses, Prince Sigwald the beauty happily took his middle and ring fingers in the palm of his hand, put his hands to his ears, twisted his body, and began his performance.

"Slaanesh Slaanesh~"

"To the bottom of your heart Slaanesh Slaanesh!"

"Here is Sigwald delivering happiness!"

"Slaanesh remember to love Slaanesh today too!"

"Papapa~" Demon Prince Azazel laughed wildly and clapped wildly, and after laughing enough, he pointed to the scene of Mrs. Keisler's defeat, and smirked: "Master's adopted son, you have seen fifty thousand Is it a human race?"

"Of course! Pass my order, the whole army advances!" Prince Sigwald reached out and stroked his long golden hair, and said proudly, as if the previous failure did not exist: "Chaos Knight, follow me, there is only one goal , I'm going to take the tsar back to my palace today!"

"Forward, for Slaanesh, for the great Prince Sigwald!" Chaos knights dispatched, targeting the tsar's army that was close to collapse.

At this time, the Tsar's central army was already in chaos. Katarin and the ice witches tried to save the situation. She sent all the remaining winged cavalry to Lieutenant General Vlasov and asked him to intercept and pursue. barbarian, trying to stall for time.

But the army has been defeated. The army of thousands of people soon has less than 2,000 people. The barbarians are rushing from two directions, and the army is in chaos. came from everywhere.

"Lieutenant General Vlasov has defected! He and his winged cavalry surrendered to the Norsca!"

Katalin couldn't believe she heard the news, but then, the second news came right away.

"The Konev Legion is defeated, the Zaev Legion is defeated! Rokossovsky is defeated and fled!!!"

A burst of Venus flashed in front of her eyes, and Katalin nearly fainted. She nearly fell off the sled, barely holding onto the railing.

At this time, a group of Slaanesh knights were already charging towards the Tsar under the leadership of Prince Sigwald, and on the other side, Aislyn's Chaos Steel Bull cavalry with two or three thousand Norsca Marauder riders were also there. Approaching fast!

In addition, a large group of Chaos troops has also rushed, the Norsca barbarians are advancing here after various giant beasts and war elephants, the soldiers of the Slaanesh Legion are also appearing from afar, and what is even worse, There was also a series of green dots on the eastern horizon, the Legion of Nurgle!

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, you must leave immediately! Your Majesty!" Vanessa, the second archmage of the Ice Witch Sisterhood, had torn blue robes everywhere, and several wounds were bleeding. She ran to the sleigh and shouted.

"No! If I die, I will die on the battlefield, along with my people and soldiers!" The tsar firmly disagreed.

"Please, Your Majesty!" Vanessa pointed to the distance: "You can't fall into the hands of Chaos! Kislev needs you, and this kingdom can't live without you!"

Katalin looked in the direction Vanessa pointed, and a deep chill penetrated into her body.

An Ice Witch was caught by the Slaanesh Demon, and the twisted Slaanesh Demon spit out a long tongue-like and claw-like appendage from its mouth, and then threw it, and the Ice Witch screamed in despair and Shaking in fear, she inserted it into her celestial cover, and then the Slaanesh demon sucked it vigorously like a straw, sucked all the brains of the ice witch, and then threw the corpse aside, and immediately there was a group of low-level people Demons and followers of Slaanesh went up to share their food, blood and minced flesh scattered.

Catalin was frightened, and she could no longer say what she wanted to die in battle.

"Your Majesty, we failed!" Vanessa then shouted. She took a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed it directly on the reindeer's butt. Far.

"Get on the horse! You also retreat!" Vanessa then called out the ice wall to block the road, signaling the remaining Ice and Snow guards and the Boyer nobles to flee for their lives, while most of the Kerim guards, Ksa warriors and shooting troops Will stay and buy time for the tsar to escape.

On the other side, Aisling, the supreme king of Norsca, was leading more than 3,000 cavalry to pursue the queen from a distance. At this moment, a team of about 30 cavalry winged cavalry suddenly appeared from the side, led by The winged cavalry was Kislev Grand Marshal Dimitri Zayev, who raised his machete towards Aisling and roared: "The false king of Norsca, I am Kislev. Grand Marshal, Dimitrizaev! If you have the kind, bring your people here, and we will have a championship showdown with you!"

"Follow me! Follow me, and kill all these southerners with bird feathers floating behind their backs!" The championship matchup was the only oath and rule that barbarians had to abide by. The Tsar, he divided more than 2,000 cavalry to continue the pursuit, and led the remaining 1,000 Chaos Steel Bull cavalry and Norsca Marauder cavalry to pursue General Marshal Zayev.

Twenty minutes later, on the south bank of the Torsor River.

"Grand Marshal, the Torsor River is in front, and the Chaos Army is on the other side!" The winged cavalry found themselves cornered. The Chaos Army was in front, the Chaos Army was behind, and the Chaos Army was on the left. Only the right side had no enemies, but they turned around. bound to be caught up.

"Stop! Turn around!" Zayev closed his eyes, and Marshal Kislev motioned for the winged cavalry to turn around.

Most of the remaining thirty or so riders were wounded, and everyone knew that they could not escape, but they did not have any cowardice, no wavering, or even any anger, and there was only indifference and determination in everyone's eyes.

They are the spear of the kingdom and the shield of the kingdom. The original intention of their birth was to protect the kingdom of ice and snow.

This surprised Aisling, who rushed over. The Supreme King of Norsca suddenly raised the rune sword in his hand and signaled all the cavalry to stop first: "Huh? These southerners may not be as vulnerable as they imagined. "

The two sides looked at each other from a distance of about seventy meters.

In the distance, there is a battlefield that is being slaughtered, and hundreds of gunpowder smoke and flames rise into the sky.

"Winged cavalry! Line up!" Zayev issued an order, and thirty or so winged cavalry lined up in a row. The neat formation showed their determination.

"Your Majesty, these southerners seem to plan to use these thirty people to fight us!" Khorne champion Fanot Bernhasar understood the meaning of the winged cavalry and said to Aisling.

"These southerners are very honorable and courageous." A white mist spewed out from under Aislin's giant double-horn Chaos helmet, and the Chaos Four Gods nodded slightly: "It is worth affirming."

"Brothers! Drink all the vodka on your body, and never leave a drop for these chaotic bastards!" Zayev first took out his vodka from his arms, and drank the whole bottle of vodka in one gulp.

All the cavalrymen did the same, drinking all the vodka they had left, then smashed the bottle on the ground and smashed it to pieces.

"Son of Kislev, listen to my orders, for Kislev, for Ersun, and for Tsar Katarin!" Marshal Zayev was the first to pull the reins and slap the belly of the war horse: "Go forward! Ulla!"

"Ula!!!" Everyone burst out with a loud slogan.

Thirty cavalry cavalrymen rushed directly towards the thousand cavalry on the opposite side. They were not many in number, but their momentum was stronger than that of thousands of horses.

"Everyone! Charge! For the Norsca Mountains! For Chaos!!!" Aislin also ordered all the cavalry to attack. The four gods rolled in like a mudslide.

Cavalry charge, steel collision, spear piercing, machete slashing, battle axe smashing.

The two sides crossed, and the barbarians fell down more than fifty cavalry, while the winged cavalry only had five cavalry left.

The winged cavalry turned their horses, no one fled, no one was shaken, only indifference and determination were on their faces.

"Go forward! Son of Kislev!" Marshal Zayev didn't say anything superfluous.

"Charge!" The High King Aislin also didn't say anything unnecessary. Thirty to one thousand, the Nankees have proved their courage and glory. Aisling suddenly felt very regretful in his heart, and there is occasionally such a backbone among the Nankees. Guys, they just went the wrong way and didn't embrace true civilization and choose the right **** to serve.

"Ulla!!!" The five winged cavalry charged towards the Norsca cavalry again, their fearless performance made many Norsca people couldn't help but slap their fists on their chests to pay their respects.

Marshal Zayev took one last look at the land.

The peaked helmets of the winged cavalry and the gorgeous wings behind them, the flag of Kislev fluttering high, the black land, the snow-capped mountains, the scenes of sabers wielding horses and smashing the sky, shouting "Ulla".

To protect their homeland, to protect the kingdom they regard as life, the Winged Horsemen were formed and marched into battle against the tide of destruction in the north, the goal and desire of which generations have sacrificed their lives.

The winged cavalry can't get much military pay, and they don't have much favorable treatment. They often rely on going out to be mercenaries to ensure their income and expenses for horses and weapons, but all of them have no regrets, because they are faced with the most terrible. The eternal threat of the enemy, there are always people who have to stand up and sacrifice, and there are always people who have to make unrewarded efforts. It is this spirit passed down from generation to generation that supports human beings in this dark and desperate world. , the only light that illuminates everyone.

Frowning brows, wide mouth, high cheekbones, sunken eyes, burning eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sadness and passion, blood and tenderness, Marshal Zayev once again made his final roar.

"Ula la la la!!!!"

A minute later, the battle by the Torsor River was over.

"Pass my order!" Norsca Supreme King Vamir-Aisling put away his weapons and said to his guards: "Find a place here, and bury all the armor and weapons of these winged cavalry on the spot! They are true warriors!"

"Yes!" All the barbarians nodded, and they decided to place the skulls of these warriors in the most conspicuous position on their bodies to show their respect.

Then, right on the battlefield, a massive massacre began.

It was a service, the Great Battle of Zedevka ended here, the Chaos army lost more than 38,000 people, and the Kislev army only had some cavalry from Rokossovsky's army, and a very small part of Katarin's army. Boyer nobles, ice witches, and ice and snow guards escaped from the battlefield, the remaining Kislev army was slaughtered, and the skulls of more than 50,000 people were piled up into a giant Jingguan to show the illustrious martial arts and endlessness of chaos. glory.

In the light of the twilight, the pursuit of the Tsar continued. Prince Sigwald the Beauty personally led more than a thousand Chaos Knights and two thousand barbarian predator riders from Aislyn, and launched them against the Tsar's sleigh. chase.

"Catch the Tsar alive! Reward a Slaanesh artifact! Promoted to Chaos Champion on the spot!"

"Catch the Czar alive! Catch the Czar alive!"

At the same time, the Chaos Gods let out a satisfied laugh. They were very satisfied with the results of this war and decided to give their reward.

In addition to the 100,000 Chaos army that is heading south in the northern wasteland, barbarians eager for war continue to come from the northern wasteland, Norsca and Kurgan, and a new 50,000 Chaos army begins to gather in the northern wasteland. , ready to go south.