Proof of the Sun King

Erengrad is a very beautiful city in winter. This city on the bay of the Claw Sea sits at the mouth of the Linsk River and is the starting point for the kingdom to travel to other parts of the old world.

In ancient times, this was the northernmost and easternmost city established by the elven empire in the old world. After the Battle of Longbeard, Erlengrad was also abandoned. Frozen by the violent wind in the north, there is a major commercial dock on an island in the middle of the big lake. As a commercial center, the city wall of Erlengrad is not high, and except for the waterway of the Linsk River, the city has only the southeast. There is a city gate on the side, leading to the Empire Osterland and Midden Land.

At this time, the time has come to the end of November 2514 of the imperial calendar. The Frost and Cold House in the city of Errengrad has been transformed into a pre-war command post, and the Errengrad Silavik Group is meeting here before the war.

Attending the meeting were: Marshal Rokosovsky, commander of the city defense of Erlengrad, and Marshal Kuznetsov, deputy commander.

Former chief of the Cheka prison, now the acting interior minister of Errengrad, Josep Bruze.

The youngest bear **** Eson the Chosen and High Priest, Bagration.

Ellengrad Senior Ice Witch Elder Ivanovna, this female elder is a veteran and legendary Ice Witch, she unexpectedly chose to support her.

The situation is getting worse.

On November 19th, the Norsca Mountains Corps appeared on the edge of the Groward Forest covering the north and east of Errengrad. The defenders of Errengrad achieved small victories successively through ambush and guerrilla tactics in the forest. However, this could not stop the Norsca Mountain Legion from continuing to advance. The Supreme King of Norsca and the Four Gods of Chaos, Vamir-Aisling, were divided into two groups, approaching from the north and the east respectively, and soon captured Eur. The town of Kvass, northeast of Lengrad, the defenders were forced to retreat.

On 23 November, the Norsca Mountains continued to attack, and Rokossovsky's few outposts and fortifications in Groward Forest soon fell.

On November 26th, a part of the Norsca Mountains Army crossed the Linsk River and approached the south of Erengrad and the upper Linsk River. The town of Jon fell. After that, the defenders tried to attack, but were unable to retake it. Jontown, an important stronghold, the upper reaches of the Linsk River was cut off.

On November 30, the Norsca Mountains Corps captured the castle of Gauschdorf in the southwest of Erengrad. Since then, the ground traffic between the entire Erengrad and the old world has been completely interrupted, and Erengrad has lost the Any possibility of getting supplies and reinforcements from the outside world.

At this time, the form of Erlengrad is already very serious. The original residents of the whole city are about 80,000 people, plus about 300,000 refugees who have fled from all directions, a total of nearly 400,000 people are hiding in the city. , and to make matters worse, the entire city currently has only about 4,000 tons of grain reserves. No matter how full these reserves are, they can only support about a month.

The facilities in the Frost House are luxurious, with bearskin sofas and many high-end furniture imported from the Empire on display. The floor clock made by dwarves is more beautiful in appearance and exquisite workmanship, and the wooden floors and carpets are from high elves and Tyrell. Imported, but at this time, everyone obviously didn't have the heart to think about it.

The first to speak was Marshal Rokossovsky. The bear cavalry Marshal has become very haggard after suffering many changes. His handsome face in the past seems to have lost a lot of vitality, but he deeply knows him. It is impossible to fall now. The marshal's uniform is new and well-made, but the white gloves are dirty: "The enemy is approaching from all directions, and Erlengrad is about to be besieged in all directions."

"We have tried many times to break through the siege, but all attempts to get in touch with the outside world have failed." Admiral Kuznetsov's face was very ugly: "The soldiers rushed many times, but they were unable to open a gap, and The army of Ostland was not ready for war at all. In the face of a small number of Chaos troops crossing the Linsk River, they collapsed at a touch and were quickly driven into the shadow forest. Fifty kilometers? Or more? In short, the next step We can hardly expect the Empire to help us open the gap."

"This fight will be as long and hard as ever, but the son of Ersun will win the final victory, I swear." The youngest high priest of Ersun in history, the Bear God God Chosen Bagration is only in his early forties this year. He had peas-eyes, a big nose, and thick brown curly hair: "Esun has told me how to beat them."

"No one knows how to beat them, not even Erson." Josep-Blouse is pessimistic about all this: "If we had known, their threat would have been eradicated long ago, and they would have been invincible. , the only thing we can do is gather courage and survive, expecting reinforcements from the Empire or Brittany."

The ice witch Ivanovna and Bagration gave Joseph a look of contempt and disgust, even if the guy was right.

"Enough, we are the only ones left in the entire kingdom, what do you want?" Luo Shuai raised his head, his face was very determined, but everyone could still feel an emotion called pleading, Kislev said. How brilliant it used to be, with strong troops and strong horses, once under the command of the Red Tsar Boris, the stars were shining and the talents were abundant. Everyone thought that the kingdom would have a bright future.

In just a few decades, everything has changed. Those great names have either died in battle, or have gone abroad or disappeared. Felix, the founder of the first generation of Cheka, and the chief court minister, the Prophet, left Lustria, The chief engineer Shergo died in prison. Beria went to serve the King of Knights with a large group of people. The marshals of Zayev, Konev, Fedosov and Romanov all died in the battle. Devka.

As for Katharine? Hehe, not to mention it.

Now this group of people form the Shilavik group, yes, but they are like an island in the ocean, isolated and hopeless, where is their future? Are they still Mrs. Keesler? If you can't hold Errengrad, all of them will die in battle, but what if you can hold it?

The air in the room was already very cold, and after Luo Shuai's remarks, it almost froze. The invisible but incomparably heavy pressure weighed everyone down, like some kind of tightly holding the heart. Like a black hand, oppressing everyone's nerves.

"I only need to pay attention to one thing today, and that is how to defend against Aisling's attack." Ku Shuai came out and rounded it up.

"There's not much we can do." Rokossovsky shook his head: "It turns out that the previous attempts to break through the siege yielded nothing except for the loss of soldiers. Our only hope is here, on the walls of Erlengrad."

No one objected to this, Bagration nodded: "The only hope."

The sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, attracting everyone's attention.

The bear cavalry general Fekyuninsky hurriedly opened the door from the outside and came in. The oncoming cold air violently slammed into the temperature that the fire was struggling to maintain in the house. Rokossovsky glanced at the fireplace with some worry. Know that there is not much wood and coal for heating in the city.

"They are here."

Fifteen minutes later, Errengrad, east wall.

Outside the city walls, hundreds of bonfires scorched the sky. On the ice field outside the city, thousands of tents were smoking black smoke. Dispersed in the air, the city wall can clearly see that the sky has been enveloped by black smoke.

Everything is like a joke, a funny, absurd and humorous joke. The sons of Kislev and the sons of the bear **** Eson have come to this icefield for thousands of years. The blood of countless martyrs on the icefield is just to survive for the whole kingdom again and again. , and now Chaos has come again, with their destruction, with unrivaled power, with a determination to crush everything.

Here again, here they come again, how much blood does the son of Kislev have to shed before Chaos is satisfied?

No, Chaos is never satisfied. Even if this world is completely destroyed, the evil gods will not be satisfied. They will immediately look for the next world, and the war will continue forever until the mortals can no longer support it.

Can we escape this doom?

A gust of cold wind blew, and Rokossovsky shuddered, and the Bear Cavalry Marshal suddenly felt that he should put on a very warm bearskin coat, a bearskin cloak and a bear, just like Bagration, the high priest of Ersun. Leather vest and bearskin hat.

"There are more than 50,000 enemies." High Priest Ersun asked Luo Shuai tentatively, "Is this the news?"

"More, far more." Luo Shuai pointed to the distance: "Dragon Demon, a large group of beastmen tribes, and those chaotic creatures, these are all troops that have never been seen before."

"Very well, it seems that we have to swing our weapons a few more times." Bagration made a loud voice: "Anyway, Constantine, thank you."

"Thank me? Thank me for a death row prisoner?" Rokossovsky couldn't help laughing, and he said with a bit of glee: "I've never been afraid of death, but the high walls of the Ice Palace are always daunting."

"You are a pure soldier, Konstantin, you saved the situation and saved the last fire for Kislev." Bagration said repeatedly: "Don't forget, Mrs. Keisler is the most tenacious in the world. Race, we have to make Chaos pay a terrible price for every step forward, remember, the three gods of the north are always with us."

Within Erlengrad every adult male was drafted into the Acropolis War, all gold was collected and spent where it mattered most, the Kirov factory was producing muskets and artillery day and night, every blacksmith The blacksmiths of the shop devoted all their energy to forging weapons, and the bear cavalry, the winged cavalry and the survivors of the great battle of Zedevka joined the defenders and Erlen with all their might. The aborigines of Glad fought together, the ice witches were casting spells to strengthen the city defense, and the Red Navy abandoned their battleships and stood at the top of the city.

"It's all your efforts, Constantine, if it weren't for you, Erlengrad wouldn't have maintained such power." High Priest Ersun bowed deeply to the commander of the city defense: "Katarin just didn't want to understand. , if we survive this time, I'll make her change her mind."

Rokossovsky knew Katarin, he knew that even the words of the High Priest of Ersun would not change Katarin's mind, unless her father, the Red Tsar, was reborn, but watching tens of thousands of defenders stand. Above the city walls, the Bear Cavalry Marshal is still proud and proud.

The tips of the spears and the blades of the halberds also reflected light under the cold sky. The Ugols lined up with their stiff bows. The shooting corps checked and reloaded the muskets. The bear cavalry The marshal was quite relieved, he was proud of his nation, and his nation was the most tenacious.

Erlengrad will not fall until the last son of Kislev has shed his blood.

"Yes, there are quite a few of these guys. But we also have quite a few people, enough to block them." High Priest Ersun said loudly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He seemed to be releasing magic in his voice, he The sound was like the roar of a giant bear, spreading across the eastern city walls of Erengrad.

Then, Bagration was the first to sing: "The Chaos Army is the Black Crow~"

Songs rang out from the city walls.

"The Chaos Army is a black crow~"

"Want to trample us underfoot."

"From Linske to Plager East."

"Hey Erson is the strongest in the world."

"Kieslov warrior, polish the machete."

"Hold your gun tightly."

"We should all be more tenacious in the Vietnam War."

"Death to the enemy on the battlefield."

As if in response to the singing on the city wall, the Norsca people outside the city also blew horns and sang their own songs. They sang the four gods of chaos to bring civilization, and sang the brave men who successfully ascended to demons and finally became demon princes. They, too, sing of ancient myths and stories of those who ultimately lost their ascension, and there are even ballads that date back to ancient times, the sad epics of their being driven out of the old world, and many of the Norscan ancestors were originally Now the inhabitants of the northern part of the empire, when Chaos had not yet appeared, were still compatriots and brothers.

If there is no chaos, perhaps the two sides will always be compatriots and brothers, on the wall, Rokossovsky can't help but think.

But the sadness only lasted for a short period of time, and soon thousands of roars from various voices and the sound of axe blades hitting shields joined it - Norsca High King Aisling gave the order, and the barbarians were ready to attack .

"So, this is about to begin." Rokossovsky said towards the High Priest Esun.

"For Erlengrad, for Kislev!" The high priest clenched the scepter in his hand.

"The three gods of the north are above! May the power and the flame never go out."