Proof of the Sun King

The cavalry charge of Norsca was different from the lance charge of Brittany. These barbarians have always been disorderly, especially in the charge of the cavalry.

Khorne Champion Flagnus wears a giant blood-red Khorne eight-pillar emblem helmet above his head, and his whole body is covered with bright red armor bestowed by the Blood God. He rides a Chaos Warhorse, which spit In the fire of brimstone, Flagnus held a blood sword in one hand and a Khorne battle axe in the other. When he saw that the charge of the Brittanian knights had begun to rout, the The Khorne Champion is almost frenzied and excited to the point that he can't help himself!

"Little ones! The faithful believers of the dog gods! Now, now, the time has come!!!" Fragnus roared furiously as he rode his warhorse and swung his great sword and battle axe back and forth. , the sound was as hot and exciting as **** lava: "The cowardly southerners are defeated! The cowardly southerners are dead, they are dead!!!"

"Minions, servants, soldiers from the dark winter, obey the call of the blood **** Khorne, obey my orders, follow me, charge!" The Khorne champion motioned his followers to blow the horn: "Charge! Charge! For the sake of Khorne, blood sacrifice to the blood god, and the skull is sacrificed!!!"

"Beep~~dudu~" The horn of the Khorne champion was blown, and almost all the barbarians could feel the bloodthirsty killing intent, especially the closest riders, more than a thousand riding Norsca cavalry followed. The footsteps of Khorne champion Flagnus launched a charge towards the Bretons, followed by nearly 2,000 riders.

With iron hoofs trampling the fields, battle axes reaping heads, spears drinking blood, Norsca's hordes of cavalry, with unparalleled dreams and aspirations for the supreme reward of the Skull King, charged up against the lances of Brittany It is quite different, but like a group of hunting wolves, chaotic, scrambling for the first, the cavalry crossed the plain outside the city at an extremely fast speed and rushed directly towards the location of the Brittany Central Army!

"Heheheha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" This **** scene made the believers laughed at the people who were afraid of abuse. This was their favorite: "Don't be merciful, kill this coward!"

"Cannon! Cannon!!!" The Britannian artillery seized the most precious time, and under the order of engineer Thomas, they aimed at the charging barbarian cavalry, dozens of rocket launchers rose to the sky, and then cannons Fire with the mortars.

The all-round coverage of the rockets fell like raindrops into the dense charge of the barbarian cavalry. The serial explosions, the stimulation of fire and sound made the Norsca warhorses, who were still a little uncomfortable, stimulated. In addition, gunpowder was added. The power and the subsequent bombardment of cannons and mortars, this time the artillery bombardment wiped out and defeated more than 300 Norsca riders!

"Damn it! Who sent Flagnus to attack!" Tzeentch's god-chosen Ajik-Maze guard leaned against the wall and signaled angrily to his "Beast of the Horde" Champion Warrior Brigade to order the cavalry to withdraw: "A group of people who only know Scrambled idiot, he will ruin all our previous efforts like this!"

The beast of the tribe also blew the horn to withdraw troops immediately, and the infantrymen continued to retreat after hearing the sound of the horn. However, just like before, the Norsca, especially the large group of cavalry led by the champion of Khorne, did not hear it at all, even if Hear what you don't hear!

All believers in Tzeentch are cowards and cowards! I know all the **** behind the conspiracy all day long!

All the people who believe in Khorne are the brains and the deep well ice! A **** who knows how to fight and bleed all day long!

"Hahahahaha!" Khorne champion Flagnus enjoyed this scene incomparably, he happily watched the tragic scene where the rider beside him was blown to pieces by rockets, cannons, mortars, and blood splattered. Feeling the smell of blood oxidizing in the air, hearing the neighs of horses and the cries of Norsca compatriots, the Khorne Champion burst out laughing: "Hahahaha! That's it, that's it, blood sacrifice to the blood god!"

"Go! Kill! For Khorne!"

"My compatriots, are you following me?"

"Yes, Champion of the Blood God!"

"Ahahahaha!"

A large group of Norsca cavalry charged with gunfire. They stepped through a shallow ravine. The Khorne champion shouted triumphantly, and Flagnus looked forward through the smoke and flying dust.

The Khorne Champion's smile disappeared from his face.

What appeared in front of the Norsca people were several large hollow squares!

The extremely dense halberd formation, and the musket line behind the halberd formation, the Bretons are already ready to face the enemy's cavalry!

"Prepare!" The two large hollow phalanxes of the Cold Creek Guards and the Connecticut Heights Guards led by Lord Philip Mountbatten were at the forefront. The local nobleman of Mousillon showed a cruel smile. Draw out the knight's sword: "Fire!"

"Fire!"

A whole row of musket volleys of white smoke soared into the sky, followed by a rain of arrows with hundreds of crossbow bolts. The light reflected on the halberd, even the fierce Norsca warhorse did not want to rush into this formation, the horses subconsciously rushed in both directions, trying to avoid the hollow square of the Bretons.

"Disperse! Outflank them!" The Khorne champion was also caught in the face of the dense volley of muskets and bolts. He was hit by bullets and bolts in the shoulder and wrist, his guards and his followers. Because the charge was ahead, the losses were even more severe. Only five of the original thirty-odd elite riders were still on the horses. Huang Chengcheng's bullet was deducted from the hole: "Spread it! Divide into two ways, and flank them from the rear!"

The Norsca cavalry suffered enormous losses. They dropped hundreds of corpses and tried to split in two, but when they crossed these two large hollow squares, three new hollow squares followed. formations and infantry formations from the duchies of Palaon and Montfort!

"Spread, spread! Don't rush to those crowded enemies!" shouted the Khorne champion, his anger could almost kill these dishonorable Southerners with his eyes: "Bastards! You are so mortal. The meanest, most trashy existence, cowards, all cowards, come out and fight us, don't do such disgusting tricks, you don't deserve it, you wait, I will chop off all your heads and dedicate it to Horror!"

"I think he is drinking too much." Lord Philip Mountbatten motioned for the Cold Creek Guards to stick to the front, and he said to the lieutenant General Oudino.

"He is implying to increase the intensity." Oudino also smiled coldly: "Lengxi Guards! Listen to my order and prepare to grenade!"

"Yes!" A few grenadiers prepared to step forward.

The Norsca cavalry could not find a suitable position to charge at all. There were dense spears or halberds in the hollow square of the enemy. After a few laps, there were originally more than 3,000 Norsca cavalry. There were less than fifteen hundred cavalry left.

Military anthems sounded in the hollow phalanx of the Southerners.

"Some people talk about Calliod, some people talk about Randuin~"

"Or someone as famous as Jules and Tyler Buddha~"

"But there are still ordinary people in the world who are as great as them~"

"That's a row, row, row, row, row of Brittany Grenadiers~"

The Khorne Champion gathered a centurion to try to force the hollow phalanx of the Cold Creek Guards, but dozens of grenades came on the face to blow up the centenary that had finally gathered, and Flagnus's His chest and face were all injured by grenades, and the warhorse under his seat was killed on the spot. The Khorne champion was forced to find an unowned Norsca warhorse in the chaos and retreat in another direction.

"Toot! Toot!" The Norsca cavalry had nothing to do with the hollow phalanx, and at this moment, the scene that made the situation worse.

Hundreds of cavalrymen of the Ugor Legion led by Beria and Meretskov joined the battlefield. They used bows and arrows, muskets, and machetes to slaughter the Norsca people whose morale had plummeted and could not bear to fight again.

After a series of dressing changes, the Ugor Legion has now put on its breastplates and put on sophisticated equipment. The soldiers from Kislev have been encouraged and favored by Ryan. At the same time, the king of knights will also have a side The half-red and half-white striped flag was handed over to them as the flag of the Ugor Legion. Now, this group of Kislevians is in full swing, not to mention that the Norsca are also their blood feud and old rivals.

The Norsca cavalry, who had suffered huge casualties and had a low fighting spirit, immediately began to be defeated by the cavalry of the Ugol brigade from the side. On this day, the Ugol people were destined to enjoy the victory and witness the fiasco of the barbarians. They have been at war with the barbarians for more than three thousand years, and neither side needs any mercy.

"Kill them all! Kill every barbarian you see!" Belial charged forward, and the commander of the Ugor army swung a machete, and slashed a Norsca head flying into the sky, blood from the headless The corpse spewed half a meter high.

In the end, the Norsca cavalry were almost slaughtered, and the panicked Norsca could do nothing to the hollow phalanx and were side-charged, and almost all of them were killed while fleeing.

The Khorne champion, Flagnus, couldn't accept this scene. He howled and tried to gather the army, but even the will of the blood **** Khorne could not bring the Norscans back together, and the barbarians only had to flee for their lives.

Flagnus was angry and powerless. He immediately found that the Ugor Legion was rushing towards him. The Khorne champion was not surprised but delighted. He immediately subconsciously resorted to the oldest and most classic method, North The Kamen charged towards the Ugor cavalry alone, stopped at a certain distance, then raised their weapons and aimed at Bellia, who was obviously the commander in chief, and slapped their chests with their fists.

He asked for a championship matchup.

"..." Beria looked at this scene with a cold face, and he couldn't help sneering. The commander of the Ugol army made a gesture to the cavalry behind him, and then stretched out his hand, looking like he wanted to take a white glove.

"That's right, that's it!" The Khorne champion slapped his weapon hard, signaling that Beria could come out.

However, what he was waiting for were dozens of black muzzles.

More than 30 Ugol cavalry archers, including Beria himself, took out the short-fired guns loaded with ammunition from under the saddle!

"Fire!" Bellia gave an icy order. More than 30 short-fire guns fired at Flagnus at a distance of less than 20 meters. The Khorne champion was shot more than a dozen times on the spot, and screamed in agony. He fell off his horse, and was immediately chopped into meat sauce by the Wuguer people who were greedy for military exploits.

"Crazy, I'm not the Holy Grail Knight, who will fight against your champion." Beria glanced at the dead body of the Khorne champion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and shrugged: "Let's continue!"

In the end, less than 200 of the 3,000 Donosca cavalry escaped, and the Bretons suffered only about 200 casualties.

At the same time, in the midst of the defeated Brittany Ranger knights, a vision suddenly appeared, the wind was blowing, and a very ancient and sacred energy was released in the air. Among the flying leaves, under the sky of the kingdom of knights, a legendary hero appeared in the light and shadow. He rode a smoke-smoothing alien beast. Under the full green kite helmet, it was Shadows spewing green mist and icy green eyes.

The ancient hero raised the blade of pain in his hand, and the green light on the plain said: "Son of Brittany! Come to my side!"

"It's His Royal Highness the Green Knight!"

"The Green Knight has come to support us!"

"The lady has not forgotten her people!"

"Long live Brittany!"

The morale of the rout knights was boosted, they stopped their rout, rushed around the green knight, and tried to regroup. It didn't take a few minutes. Under the encouragement of the green knight, the momentum of the rout disappeared and they recovered. Morale, ready to turn around and fight back against the damned Norsca.

Similarly, Ulfric, who was engaged in an epic duel with Callard, saw a terrifying scene in the corner of his eye between the duel.

Just at the southern end of the horizon, a giant golden lion heraldic flag with a red and blue background, holding a holy grail and a sharp sword in the center is rising from the horizon. With the appearance of the flag, it is a knight brigade like a torrent of steel. , as well as a row of Holy Grail Knights and the Prophets of the Lake God at the front of the group. .

Ulfric suddenly felt a chill all over his body, his heart was cold and his heart was flying.

"That is?!"