Proof of the Sun King

"Welcome, Alaros, you and your army will play a vital role in this battle." Ryan trotted all the way to Alaros, speaking in a skilled Elvish language: "Very...very welcome! "

"You just need to remember that Eslay is always watching every move of the outside world." When Alaros saw Ryan's appearance, his face was smug: "Including you, no one can escape Eslay's attention. ."

The reinforcement of the wood elves is a real help in the snow. The troops led by Alaros-Hero are known as the "Taalas Eagle Guard" in the King's Forest. This army is one of the core forces to defend the queen of wood elves, Ariel. One, entirely under the command of Alaros.

"Thank you for the support of the wood elves. Your help to us will always be remembered on behalf of me and my duchy." Francois took the initiative to extend his hand: "Welcome."

"..." Alaros still raised his chin and was indifferent to Francois's gesture. It was not until two seconds later that the chosen champion of the wood elf queen extended his hand: "This is a continuation of the ancient covenant."

After he finished speaking, Alaros couldn't help but snickered in his heart. He felt that his posture and style were very handsome and stylish.

Lilith will love it.

Araloth was ordered by Orion and Ariel to lead an army out to support Britannia, and the woodland lord left Athel Loren with an elite army.

The wood elves are not as ignorant of the changes in the old world as the outside world imagined. On the contrary, these guys in the forest are deeply aware that if they want to continue to maintain their absolute isolation, they need to know more about them. external circumstances and changes.

Eslai has always used the relationship with the Brittanians. In the eyes of the lonely wood elves, the knight kingdom is their barrier to the outside world. If there is an invasion of foreign enemies, the knight kingdom will solve the problem by itself, and the forest will enjoy peace. Britannia and the Wood Elves have signed a covenant, and the knights generally do not approach the forest at will.

But what if the Bretons were really in trouble?

At this time, the wood elves will send troops to support Britannia. In their view, it is a top priority to avoid the war as close to the forest as possible.

"I didn't expect to see you here." Ryan spoke to Alaros in Elvish.

"The rangers who serve you here have sent back news, we know what Kemmler and his legion are aiming for, we won't let this country become a land of the dead, we won't let Kemmler sit back and watch The conspiracy succeeded." Alaros has a better attitude towards Ryan, after all, this is Lilith's hand-picked partner, since Lilith wants him to have a good relationship with Ryan, Alaros does not hesitate to give Ryan a good face.

Although Ryan speaks a standard high elf language, wood elves don't like the high elf accent very much, but it is not easy for monkeys to speak elven language so fluently, Alaros thought. The standard is a little lower.

"We are honored to fight alongside you." Alaros turned around and looked at the knights of the Quinalis Champion Knights Brotherhood. He held his head high: "Again."

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The wood elf army joined the left flank led by Lane, and a large group of woodland guards and deep forest scouts replaced La-Maisonnell on the walls of the monastery, and Alaros led a group of woodland cavalry and a large number of eternal guards. Joining Ryan, a handsome falcon stood on his shoulders: "Good evening, Ryan, meeting you is like yesterday."

"Good evening, Lord Alaros, I'm surprised that you are here. It is said that as Queen Ariel's chosen champion, you almost never leave the forest." Ryan thought to the wood elves, a year is indeed the same as a day. The same, especially the wood elves have a particularly long lifespan.

"I asked for it." Under the moonlight, a dark army of undead had already appeared on the horizon, and the dark vision possessed by Alaros could clearly see the forward of the undead army, and human beings also Not ignorant of the arrival of the undead army The low and mournful horn sound in the distance can explain everything.

"Active request?" The front line has stood firm, and the battle is imminent, but Ryan's face is calm: "I don't understand."

"I heard that a very powerful undead Chaos Champion was resurrected, and one person stopped you and the Duke of Francois in the battle of the Blackstone stronghold. I think that is a good prey." Alaros played with his hands. 's spear: "He'll be my prey, and Lilith will love it."

"You don't have a chance." Ryan laughed inwardly, he said something meaningful, and he didn't know if he was referring to Gul, or something else.

"Are you questioning my strength?" The arrogant Alaros was immediately aroused by anger.

"Because I will deal with Gul before you, I will use my hammer and sword to kill the dead man." Ryan clenched the Thor's hammer in his hand: "The dead can't die again, then... it will be completely destroyed. ."

Right next to the two of them, Bellegar stood on his rune stone and muttered to himself: "Ah, I really hate pointed ears, they especially like to speak in their own language, what the **** is Ryan with that pointed ear? Say something? Don't want me to know? I'm going to write this down!"

In the distance, the tide of the dead has come.

Gul, the champion of the Four Gods of Undead Chaos, holds a black axe in both hands, and the serrations of the axe's blades gleam with cold light. He is like a messenger of destruction. On the face, the empty eye sockets are sprayed with blue soul fire, and the blood-red Barosh armor gathers the power from the Four Chaos Gods, from Nagash, and from Kemler. The three powers are gathered together. , forming a strange light, protecting Gul's body.

After the long army, there were three Tomb Guard Legions and two hundred undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors, who continued to advance under the leadership of Gul, followed by the vast number of skeleton warriors.

The undead army led by Kemmler followed closely. His army included a large group of cairn wraiths, tomb ghouls and tomb goblins. Two horrific beasts were flapping their wings in the sky, and a bloodthirsty manta wolf was walking in Kai. Beside Müller, the Great Necromancer himself was standing on his dark carriage.

On Kemler's left flank, Matthew Bard, Duke of Mousillon, led four undead knight corps, all equipped with lances and heavy armor. In addition, a team of blood knights also followed Matthew Bard's side. The Duke of Mousillon remained silent.

Among the four undead knight legions, many undead knights are still wearing the armor and weapons of their lifetime. The "red boar" family coat of arms from the Artois family indicates their identities. They are all former Brittany Artu. The knights of the Duchy of Wa, but all died in battle or were transformed into vampires after the "Dor Tower" incident, and the former Duke of Artois Zilfroy was also among them, which made Matthew Bard feel sorry for , Zilfroy's soul has traveled to the kingdom of the goddess in the lake, which led to the resurrected Duke of Artois is just a soulless puppet who relies on instinct to fight, otherwise the Black Holy Grail Knight team can add a new a member of.

On the right flank of the undead army are a large number of robbers, bandits, homeless and half-starved beastmen, trolls, and many mutants polluted by Chaos from the Grey Mountains. After asking them to hire them and offering huge profits, many people were willing to join Kemmler's team, and the Great Necromancer also drained his last coins to satisfy them.

He has done everything he can. The Noisy Skull Staff was cut off by François in battle, and Kemmler has now used the Chaos Grave Digger without hesitation. His behavior and his blatant absorption of Chaos cultists Let Matthew Bard realize what, he refused to stay with Kemmler anymore, but chose to lead the undead knights on the left wing alone, ready to let the guards of the monastery see his anger and revenge.

On the contrary, on the Brittany side, Francois of the middle army led the army close to the foot of the monastery. The serfs were praying loudly in the dark, asking the gods to grant them blessings. Many serfs were scared to their feet. Feeling weak, seeing such a terrifying battle, several serfs had already wet their pants, and all they could do was pray, hoping that the human gods they believed in would lend a helping hand to them.

The victory of the Battle of Blackstone Stronghold had a positive effect on the morale of the serfs. Although most of the serfs were afraid, at least they did not plan to flee immediately. The number of troops makes the undead have an unspeakable absolute advantage in number when facing the human dwarf coalition.

This brought confidence to many serfs. François was just learning about Lane's reforms. The duke announced loudly that if a serf had made great contributions in this war, he could consider knighting that serf. This is already a serf class. The greatest honor that can be obtained under non-special circumstances, although it is only a consideration, is still enough to make the serfs go crazy.

The large group of knights on the right flank are gearing up, they can't wait to compete with the undead army, and they all feel great under the leadership of the Quinaris champion knights such as Anthem, Callard, and Gerald. glory.

Francois began his prewar speech.

"Knights of Brittany, soldiers, my compatriots, and dwarf friends from the mountains, wood elves allies from the forest!"

"Today, we stand here together, ready to face Kemler and his Tomb Legion. This battle will determine whether we can get rid of the shadow that this necromancer has brought us for decades, and will determine whether we can protect the goddess who bestowed us. The land of the undead, if we fail here, the whole kingdom will be submerged in the tide of the undead!"

"We can't sit back and watch this happen, this land was given to us by the goddess, this land belongs to us only, the Bretons took root thousands of years ago and took root here, we are in It thrived, and it thrived, to this day.”

"Now, for the people we love and protect forever in our hearts!"

"For our most loyal belief in the goddess of the lake!"

"For the most glorious and holy Brittany in the world!"

"Draw your swords, raise your spears."

"Warriors! We will destroy Kemmler and his ambitions! For the lady! For Winford! For Britannia! Fight!!!"

"For the lady! For Britannia!!!"

Amid the mad cries and howls of the army, the tide of the undead was approaching.

"Giggle~" Gul, who was standing at the front of the undead army, raised the black axe. Under its command, the undead stopped just outside the range of the dwarf cannon. The undead gathered together. Under Gul's order, they roared in the sky together, spewing out a large stream of blue soul fire.

"Hu~hu~hu~" Gul swung his giant axe, opened his mouth, and pointed forward.

So all the undead roared and strode in the direction of the monastery.

The war has begun.

The cannons of the dwarves and the trebuchets of Brittany first kicked off the war. The artillerymen greeted the vanguard of the undead fiercely. Continuous artillery fire and giant stones will rush to the front of the barren tomb. The guards and skeleton warriors were smashed to pieces, and under the moonlight, the front line of the undead was full of fragments that had been blown into several pieces, and their scattered limbs were flying all over the sky.

The undead have suffered a lot of losses, but these undead creatures have no morale at all, and they still keep running.

"Fire arrows!"

"Shoot the arrow!!!"

As the undead army approached the army formation, the archers, crossbowmen, dwarf musketeers, and wood elves began to release arrows. The overwhelming rain of arrows swept the entire wave of undead. At this time, the undead army lacked long-range weapons. Obviously, except for the robbers from the Grey Mountains who were equipped with bows and arrows and hand crossbows, the remaining undead army was only passively beaten.

"Fight back!" The robbers and mercenaries are a group of extremely vicious people. They can sell their swords to anyone, whether it is undead or chaos, as long as they have money, they can do it. Under the urging of Kemler, these robbers Using their own long-range weapons to launch a counterattack, a crossbow arrow swept toward the central army, and many serf soldiers were too late to raise their shields, and were hit by bows and arrows.

There was no sign of wavering in the formation of the Central Army. Francois had long realized the weak morale of the serfs. Therefore, the army at the forefront of the Central Army was the famous Wynford Fugitive Regiment. The infantry in this regiment were all long-term soldiers. Veterans, high-quality veterans held their heads high~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Their perseverance also inspired the fighting spirit of the entire army. The serf archers used ignited rockets and pox arrows to launch a counterattack at the robbers.

The robbers were quickly shot by the messy rain of arrows from the serf archers. The serf archers were only average in terms of accuracy and power. However, due to the large base of archers, the robbers still had one or two waves. After the arrow rain, hundreds of people were lost. Many outlaws tried to retreat, but found that the undead army was blocking their backs. Kemmler's intention was obvious, either fight and win for rewards, or die.

The robbers had to bite the bullet and keep shooting.

After paying a heavy price, the undead army gradually approached the positions of the left flank and the center army. The killing spree of the undead natural disaster slammed into the front line of the infantry. Ryan looked at his halberdiers and the eternal from the wood elves. The guards fought side by side. The brutal collision from the skeleton warriors and the barren tomb guards made the halberdiers and the eternal guards retreat again and again. Live the undead offensive.

"So, let's start." Ryan clenched the warhammer in his hand, and the psychic energy gathered in his eyes.

"Yes, it's started, I can't wait." Bellegar-hammer banged his shield with the hammer of Angronde, he shouted: "God, Brother Ryan, what position did you choose? , I can't see ahead! How's the situation?"

Even if Bellegar stood on the rune stone, he was only 1.6 meters tall. He could only see a little of the battle when he stood on tiptoe. He only knew that the front line had already started a melee battle with the undead.

"It's almost time for us to show our skills." Ryan said with a smile.

"Hehehe~ I like this answer." Bellegar clenched the hammer of Angronde in his hand, and he laughed.

"bring it on!"