Proof of the Sun King

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The scarlet eyes of Norscan High King Varmir-Aisling in his black horned Chaos Helmet looked out at the burning city in the distance.

The onslaught of the Norscan Mountains lasted seven days and seven nights.

Even the High King Aisling admired Mrs. Keisler's tenacity.

However, admiration comes admiration. Aisling will not give Mrs. Keisler any mercy. For the Norsca barbarians, the best way to respect each other is to give them a decent death and hang their skulls on their own bodies. .

The giant siege towers were slowly advancing under Aisling's orders. Each siege tower was loaded with hundreds of Norsca Berserkers and Chaos Warriors who were waiting for slaughter and glory. They beat their weapons desperately. Unleashing their own fury, Norsca shamans and warlocks chanted the sorcery of Chaos, summoned lightning to lash the resisters, and hundreds of monsters twisted and deformed by Chaos, eager to carry out the will of the gods , row after row of warriors marching toward their goal with deafening drum beats, and the twisted outcasts and the hordes of beastmen who later joined Norsca in great hordes, these now dehumanized monsters moving like madmen The city wall rushed away, just to make the dark gods love themselves again and take another look at themselves.

"Forthechaos!" The attacking troops were continuous, and they were unstoppable regardless of casualties. Even if the defenders used bows, muskets and artillery to knock them down in pieces, more guys would rush up behind them.

Above the city wall, the guards and the Red Navy launched a resolute counterattack at the enemy. Ballistas and fire guns shredded the approaching ones. After waves of attacks, they suffered heavy losses and returned without success, but many still reached the bottom of the city wall. , they either took out the brass claws and tried to climb the city wall, or the world used its own mutated crab claws and tentacles to forcibly climb.

The role of these monsters and beasts was very weak, and they failed to achieve greater results except for consuming the ammunition and energy of the defenders, but Aisling didn't care, because even the Norsca themselves looked down on these garbage. They are the cannon fodder responsible for the death.

Soon the top of the wall turned into a **** full of corpses. The attack of the cannon fodder well diverted the energy of the defenders. Now several siege towers are gradually approaching. The warriors were bombarded by artillery to the same end of one-shot kill, and even many square formations were blasted open, but soon there were more Norsca people to fill the gaps in the square formation.

When the siege tower leaned against the city wall, the battle finally heated up, and the sky seemed to be on fire. Many siege towers have been destroyed, and the warriors carrying them have been turned into ashes. At this time, the corpses in and outside the city have been covered with a black layer on the ground. The siege towers put down their springboards, and countless crazy North The Kamen roared and stepped onto the wall. Although the defenders were already exhausted, they still struggled to organize resistance.

The fearless figures of the Red Marines showed their strength on the city wall. No matter how fierce the Norsca attacked, they were eventually defeated by the navy who came ashore, and one siege tower after another was defeated. incinerated.

After another whole day in vain, the High King Aisling finally felt impatient, and the High King Norsca finally chose to seek the help of the Chaos Dwarves and was forced to accept the conditions of the Chaos Dwarves.

The three Chaos Hell Cannons came to the front line, and with a roar full of pure malice that twisted the soul, the powerful demon machines unleashed their fury.

Countless Kislev captives and slaves were brutally stuffed into the Chaos Hell Cannon in the shrill cries, their flesh and soul were devoured by Chaos Devil's wanton chewing, and the flames of **** were in these The terrifying creature erupted in the stomach, and the fireball swept across the mountains and fields. Thousands of siegeists slammed into the nightmare city. The fortified northeastern city wall of Erlengrad was blasted into powder under this blow. Hell cannons The fire group even exploded in the dense guarding army in the city after destroying the city wall, raging the wailing crowd, melting gravel and rubble all over the place, and the army guarding the city was hit hard.

"Get up, soldiers, don't be afraid! Erson, I will be with you forever!" Bagration, the high priest of Ersun, stood on the ruins of the collapsed city wall, and the high priest of the bear **** sang the magic: "Forever, with We are together!"

"Esun's Strength!"

Bagration's prayers were answered by the bear god, the sky of Kislev was shining brightly, all the defenders felt the will of the bear **** shrouded in themselves, and endless national pride and blood rose from their chests, For thousands of years, Kislev has never fallen, and neither will this time!

Chaos sorcerers and shamans were surprised to find that their spells were temporarily ineffective, and the Chaos Chosen even more frantically ordered their armies to attack.

"Go forward! Dawarich, for the motherland!" The red navy turned into black devils, and they launched the most tenacious counterattack, facing the chaos warriors and barbarian berserkers, the chaos army advancing in the ashes and smoke and flames It was unexpectedly unstoppable, the front was wiped out collectively, and the rear was driven out of the city again by the charge of bear cavalry and winged cavalry.

Erlengrad still stands.

It was followed by three days and three nights of uninterrupted onslaught.

Erlengrad still stands.

Two full weeks have passed, all the citizens of Kislev in Erlengrad have united, and 50,000 people have died in the battle. The remaining 350,000 Mrs. Kisler still refused to give up. Refusing to surrender, even the elderly and women climbed the city walls. With their blood and steely will, they kept the Norsca Mountains Legion unable to move forward.

The Norsca Mountains Corps also paid a heavy price. Twenty thousand people were killed in the siege, but reinforcements from the Northern Wasteland and Norsca continued to join Aislin's army, and the number of the Mountains Corps was still there 45,000 people, but the Norsca High King Aisling realized that the attack power of his legion was declining.

After the long siege was fruitless, the Chaos army was almost destined to habitually desert and slack off. The barbarians were tired of this long siege battle. They could neither obtain enough heads to sacrifice to the **** of darkness, and Still unable to obtain enough spoils, the camp has been complaining, and the cohesion of the army is being lost.

Aisling himself was also dissatisfied with the mission arranged by Motkin. The barbarians didn't like to chew on such hard bones. They preferred to kill and rob, and only looting and crossing the border was enough.

Mrs. Keisler saw that this situation was about to resist to the end, and the Supreme King of Norsca couldn't help but hesitate. Aisling once besieged Dulong City for thirty-five years and still failed to return. He is now considering whether to give up. Besiege Erlengrad, turn to meet the Dark Iron Motkin who is crossing the borders of Kislev.

However, just when Aisling began to hesitate about the battle situation, a guy came to his tent.

He was Vlasov, the former general of the Kislev cavalry who finally surrendered to the Norsca in the Battle of Zedevka.

That night, the sound of the war horn suddenly sounded, and the loud and rough horn even overshadowed the sound of fighting on the battlefield. There were gunshots and urgent cries from the port of Erlengrad, and the place soon fell silent again.

But the guards were immediately horrified to discover that the Norsca had launched an attack from a hidden water gate in the depths of the Erlengrad harbour and rushed into the harbour. Admiral Kuznetsov hurriedly ordered the Red Navy to intercept it. .

Not far away, a large explosion suddenly occurred at the foundation of a city wall in a destroyed area in the north of Erengrad. With the sound of a huge explosion and the sound of metal twisting and breaking, a section of the city wall in the north of Erengrad collapsed, flames and smoke. The entire area was engulfed in an instant, and some huge beasts full of fluffy hair smashed through the ruins, leading the Chaos army to charge into the city, and behind them were thousands of screaming warriors with horned helmets and vicious Chaos dogs. , the battlefield to the north immediately turned into a one-sided carnage.

The defense of Erlengrad is in full swing. The northern city wall has fallen to the enemy. The defenders rely on the streets and temples to resist desperately. The House of Frost was all caught in the flames of war, and the Norsca people poured into the city like a black flood that opened the floodgates.

Among the flames and ruins, the personal guards of the Supreme King of Norsca, all the Chaos God-given warriors "Octagonal Star Pattern" Legion lined up in two rows to honor their Supreme King and the self-proclaimed Chaos Emperor's choice of the Four Chaos Gods Varmir-Aisling entered Errengrad, and the High King Norsca rode his Chaos Steel Bull, striding over the corpses of Kislev's soldiers and civilians, arrows and bullets hitting his black armor. Fragmented or stagnant in an instant.

He walked through the broken gates, mocking the tragic loser grimly.

Vlasov got his wish, and the front-wing cavalry general was promoted to Chaos Champion and followed Aisling.

The addition of the High King of Norsca was almost devastating to the defenders of Erlengrad, and soon the recalcitrant Temple of Mannan was turned into ruins under the attack of Aisling, and the centuries-old "West Palace" ' was also plundered by the Norscans, and just as Aislyn planned to deliver the final blow to the Errengrad garrison, above the dark streets, a man gleamed in fire and divine light. The warrior stopped in front of Aisling.

It was Bagration, the high priest of Ersun and the **** of the bear god. Wearing Ersun's blessing half-body plate armor, led a group of Boyer nobles to repel the attack of the Chaos warriors.

"My lord, I call you in the name of Ersun, the unparalleled evil is threatening mortals, the chaotic barbarians are raging in Kislev, please guide me, please lead me to the right path!" Calling the title of the god.

The sky that was originally shrouded in dark clouds suddenly opened a crack, and the whole of Erlengrad was illuminated by the light of hope. Like the day, hundreds of holy white-gold glows fell together with the heavy snow, pouring straight into the bear. God's chosen body.

Bagration's body had undergone amazing changes, his eyes shot out golden rays of light, and a giant bear mark began to appear on his face. The power of the entire land of Kislev, the will of the bear **** Eson spread throughout the city, he is as powerful as Mrs. Kesler's blood and fighting spirit hidden in the depths of her blood, guarding people, fighting against evil, and at the same time. Combining fatherly warmth and brutal strength of the jungle.

Shrouded in the wind, snow and divine light, the bear **** Shenxuan shouted angrily, and the beast spirits of hundreds of white bears rushed out of the light, tore apart the barbarian front, and swept away the nearby barbarians.

Then, Bagration and Aisling looked at each other, and both could feel the wrath of the gods behind them and the will to fight.

The Supreme King of Norsca readily agreed, and he waved his guards to get out of the way.

Everyone left the scene, and just above the ruins of the streets of Erlengrad, Bagration and Aisling fought a championship match.

Relying on Ersun's possessed divine power, the Bear God Divine Chosen was evenly matched with the Supreme King of Norsca, and such a desperate war caused Bagration to erupt with unprecedented power, Skull Smasher and Aislin's talisman. When the Wen Mo sword and the blood battle axe clashed, the sound shook all directions, and the power of Ersun and the power of chaos were scattered everywhere.

The confrontation between the two sides caused the street to burst open beside the two, and the great championship match made the night sky of Erlengrad a colorful light curtain, as bright as fireworks.

After a few minutes of the great championship match, Bagration finally seized his chance and slammed his hammer down, hitting him in the shoulder after blowing away Aisling's defense, and the High King of Norsca grunted. With a bang, he forcibly endured the attack, and with the other hand he swung his **** battle axe horizontally, and swept it directly towards Xiong Shen Shenxuan's open chest.

The emblem of Ersun's blessing saved Bagration's life, and the emblem burst into light to resist the **** battle axe and burst into pieces.

The sharp rune magic sword slammed forward, and the blade exuding the power of chaos was blocked by the skull crusher only five millimeters away from the bear god's face. Pressing down, all the strength of the whole body was pressed down, and the skull crusher and hands in Bagration's hands were pressed to the ground.

High King Norskar's shoulder slammed into the face of High Priest Ersun. Bagration took a step back and smashed Aisling's face armor with a hammer. Being beaten stiff, the battle axe in his hand followed, and the swirling axe blade smashed the plate armor blessed by Ersun from the side, and tasted the blood chosen by the bear god.

High Priest Esun was knocked to the ground, breathing in pain, praying, and begging his master: "My lord, please give me strength, please let me continue to fight, Kislev cannot end here, cannot. "

Aislin was slowly approaching, he raised the Chaos Rune Demon Sword, and was about to strike Bagration for the last time, but the Bear God Divine Chosen suddenly raised his giant hammer, and the top of the hammer burned out. Sun-bright blazing fire and thundering lightning! He actually blocked Aisling's attack head on!

Bagration's whole body was shrouded in blizzard, and golden flames and the light of the sun burst out from his eyes: "Ahhhhh!!!"

"I am the bear **** Esu! For the glory of the northern god!"

"I am Daha, the **** of fire! For the glory of the **** of the north!"

"I am Thor! For the glory of the Northern God!"

The confrontation between the Chaos Rune Demon Sword and the Skull Smasher broke out with a series of sparks and lights~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The power of the three northern gods and the power of chaos confronted each other head-on. This bear god's choice was too bright, so that Aislin narrowed his eyes a little irritably, and the High King Norsca spoke coldly while holding the Skull Smasher with the Chaos Rune Demon Sword.

"Chaos, no points!"

The whole body of the Chaos Four Gods God Chosen was burning with colorful flames, and the Chaos emblem on his body constantly flashed the blessing of the God of Darkness. His strength was greatly strengthened, and he withstood the attack of the giant hammer.

Then, Aislin quickly grabbed the **** battle axe with the other hand, and slammed the axe into the waist of God Bear God.

Armor shattered, flesh torn apart, and everything was silent.

The flames on the Skull Smasher went out, and the Great Hammer flew out uncontrollably.

The unparalleled and powerful power of Bagration was extinguished by this blow, just like a pump sucking the last bit of water from a lake that was about to dry up, flames, lightning and sunlight turned into unwillingness. Three twisted beams slammed into Aislin's body, and then returned to the warp, back to where they came from.

Aislin Chaos God-given full body armor was blasted with a big hole in the chest, ribs and a beating heart can be seen in the scorched flesh, the Chaos Four Gods chose to endure great pain, threw away the battle axe, and clenched Chaos with both hands. Rune Demon Sword.

Xiong Shenshen player clutched his bleeding waist and tried to fight back with his fists.

The Rune Demon Sword drew an arc and fell.

The head was split directly from the middle, blood spurted out, and the brain splattered.

On this day, the youngest high priest of Ersun in the history of Kislev, Bagration, the **** of the bear, died gloriously in battle, and his life fell to Erengrad.

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