Proof of the Sun King

Early April, Musilon, the cursed land.

Lane, François, Perhemond, Morgiana, and Callard led the last fresh army of Brittany along the Grismore River.

Landuin's tomb was not far away. In the early spring, a light rain fell from the sky, and the spring thunder rang through the swamps of Musilon, casting a deep shadow on the army.

All could sense that the battle was near, the knights were arranging their armor, the prophets of the lake gods were chanting incantations, the musketeers were checking their firearms, and the dwarves were singing and singing the stories of the dwarven mountain kingdom.

The five sanctuary powerhouses rode at the forefront, and the fine spring rain slapped the psionic power armor on Ryan's body. This armor has been damaged many times, but Ryan can always make it self-repair through psionic stimulation.

Now, the god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake has taken out the goddess of nemesis. The runes on the sword of this artifact are shining brightly. The blessing and power of the Lord of Humans are placed on the sword, and the light blue light envelopes Ryan. The figure, he felt the silver flame burning on the sword with his hand, and was silent.

Unsurprisingly, both Angron and the Imperial Army rejected Ryan's request to dispatch.

Ryan could not have commanded the Emperor's Imperial Army. These four corncobs had been instructed by the Emperor. Now that they are guarding the pregnant female knight 24 hours a day, they will not be dispatched at all because of Ryan's request.

As for Angron, too, after Ryan used his psionic power to talk to Angron, the World Eater Primarch laughed and said that I am not your bodyguard or your subordinate, I am just your brother, you are gray Knight's Primarch, I will not help you, just like when my father didn't help me, you must take on the responsibilities and obligations of being a Primarch, and walk the path you are destined to experience as a Primarch.

After hearing this, Ryan smiled helplessly. Ten thousand years have passed, and Angron is still holding grudges.

However, from a certain point of view, what Angron said does make sense. Whether it is the Emperor or Angron, they do not want Ryan to form dependence on them. In this dark age, Ryan can only rely on himself. .

The weak wind mixed with the fine light rain continued to drift from the southwest. When the time came to spring, the snow gradually began to melt, and the entire road in Musilon became extremely muddy, making it very difficult for the knights to advance.

The undead may have no plans to build roads at all. Vampires like swamps, because swamps will not affect the movement of undead, but will greatly hinder other armies.

"You should have told me the situation earlier, Kid Ryan." Duke Bastogne, "Beast Butcher" Bethmond wearing a full set of artifact enchanted rune plate armor "Fire Dragon's Breath", he pulled his armored elf The reins of the warhorse said to Ryan in a rough voice: "It is the duty of all knights in the entire kingdom to protect the land that the goddess gave us. You should not take back Musillon as your own business."

The Duke of Red Dragon has obviously wanted to participate in this war for a long time. In the past few years, he has not won any major honors and military achievements. He has only frequently wiped out the beastmen tribe in the Arden Forest. When Francois and Ryan In the Battle of Blackstone Stronghold and the Battle of La-Maisonnell Abbey, when he defeated the undead great wizard Kemmler and his Tomb Legion and shook the old world, Bethmond just slaughtered a Beastman Beastmaster, This record is really enough to make this extremely pious and martial Arthur's direct descendants angry: "I won't help you."

Ryan was at a loss for words. He thought that if you help me, the nature of this war will change!

The Duke of Behemond was a direct descendant of Arthur, and he was born with the qualifications to be king. Even after John II was deposed, Behemond was almost directly crowned king.

As one of the contenders for the throne, Ryan definitely doesn't want Bethmonde to be involved. The army of the Duchy of Bastogne can participate in the recovery of Musillon, but Beheymond himself will not be able to join, if it is not really forced Helpless, Ryan would not write a letter to ask Bethmond to dispatch, because the expedition of Mousillon was a competition between him and Lawn.

It was only when Chaos appeared, when the Tzeentch Great Demon wanted to collect the holy relic, that the situation changed, and now this war was no longer a battle for the throne.

Now, Ryan and the others are fighting to defend this country!

"Berhemond, don't be so harsh to Ryan. No one could have predicted that this war would turn out like this." Francois was still so refined and wise, and he persuaded warmly: " He wouldn't let us help if it wasn't for a last resort."

"Huh?" Bethmond was full of question marks at first. It took him a minute to think about what Francois meant, and he muttered: "I'm really not interested in the throne, boy Ryan, Do you see me as someone who likes to sit on the throne and deal with all kinds of government affairs all day long? It might as well kill me! I am a Holy Grail Knight, I am a descendant of Arthur, and the battlefield is my home, in John II I refused once when I abdicated, and once again when Richard was about to abdicate, I really don't want to be king."

"Some things are not as simple as what I want." Ryan also said frankly: "We understand each other, Your Excellency Bethmond, but becoming a king is the choice of all nobles, the choice of ladies, and many times it has nothing to do with our own choices. , When the responsibility falls on our shoulders, we can only carry it, just like you don't want to be a duke, you have also made a choice between guarding the lady's holy land and guarding your territorial people."

"Hahaha, I like what you say." Bethmond laughed, and he slapped Ryan on the shoulder with enough strength to kill a cow: "Yeah, life is a pain. Choice, many times we can only choose one of the many paths, of course, if we can, I would like to say a word."

"I want it all!" Ryan smiled and stretched out his right hand, clenching it into a fist.

Several people laughed together.

"I want it all?" Callard listened to the conversations of several people, his eyes were a little gloomy, if possible, he even hoped that he would not become a Holy Grail Knight, he has lost too much along the way.

Parents, brothers, lovers, mentors, sisters, Callard is now alone. Even though he is now honored and famous in the kingdom, he still often recalls the good old days, the happiness that passed between his fingers.

Callard swears that every pain he goes through will make him stronger, and his wrath will burn on the goddess' enemies!

Wherever the army passed, all the villages, including the vampire's castle, were in ruins, and all that could be seen was a wasteland.

Just when it was fifteen kilometers away from the tomb of Randuin, the scouts had already heard the news that the Tzeentch Demon Army was slowly approaching the tomb of Randuin, where the blood dragon blood-born vampire lord refused to surrender to Chaos, The two sides launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle.

The ending is very simple. No matter how strong the castle is, it can't resist the attack of the Chaos Demon Army. The flames from the Tzeentch Fire Demon and the Tzeentch Fire Chariot melted the castle. The vampire lord's desperate resistance cost the Tzeentch Demon Army a lot. The price, but in the end can only add a new military medal to the achievements of the Weaver of Fate, the undead were burned to black coal, the castle melted in front of the flames of witchcraft, and the Tzeentch demon army did not spend much energy to capture this place. A castle, the vampire lord was slain and the soul utterly destroyed by the Weaver of Fate.

"Finally it's almost here." Fate Weaver Carlos opened his wings, and he could feel the infinite power flowing through him. The living, the dead, or anything else, could not stop the Chaos Demon Army.

The gullies and moats of the Castle of the Dead are littered with dead bones, and the melting castle ruins make it impossible for even the best-sighted to make out the outlines of the past. When Carlos the Weaver of Fate looked up into the distance, he saw An army of the Bretons.

"Interesting." Carlos opened his bird's beak and made a sharp cry: "The resistance of mortals is but in vain. Now, let us destroy this country and everything we have seen!"

The ocean-like Tzeentch demons are grotesque. Starting from a blur of dreads, the screamers, Tzeentch fire demons, strange spirits, Tzeentch clerks and then Tzeentch demon sorcerers all made frantic screams. Voice.

The Fate Weaver looked at his legion proudly. It had the most powerful army under Tzeentch. With the acquisition of the four sacred objects, the passage between the Chaos Domain and the main material world became more and more stable. With the wind of chaos blowing, more Tzeentch demons have gone to the mortal world.

There was no chance for the Knights Road army to complete the formation, and in the last praise to Saint Tzeentch, this encounter began!

The left flank of the army of chivalry is composed of the knights of the Duchy of Winford. The sergeants under Francois's command are immediately ready for battle. The old man clenched the unicorn sword in his hand. He knew it would be a hard fight. .

The right flank of the army of the Knights Road was made up of the dukes of Boldero and the knights of the Duchy of Bastogne, and Bethmonde carried a giant mace on his shoulders, which he often used against the beasts from the Ardennes. people.

The central army consisted of the coalition of Ryan and Karad, the Imperial Army, and the dwarven army of the Angrond clan.

Almost before the Allied Forces of Order could gain a firm foothold, the war broke out, and the Tzeentch Demon Army, like a tide, attacked the army of Knights Road.

"For the lady! For Britannia!"

"For Granny! For Grimnir!"

"For Charlemagne! For the Empire! For Karl Franz! For Her Excellency the Countess!"

"For Kunos and Isa! For Athel Loren!"

The coalition troops lined up in haste to prepare for battle, and after the last prayer, the army of Knights Road immediately met the enemy.

"Praise Saint Tzeentch, Praise the Lord of Fate!"

Among the Chaos Demons, the voice of praise for Tzeentch was not heard, the cannons of the dwarves and the heavy cannons of the Empire opened fire immediately, the roaring shells covered the front of the entire Tzeentch army, the muskets spewed flames, the halberds Roaring in the air, the solid bullets tore one gap after another in the ranks of the Chaos Demons, and the blasted shrapnel devoured the bodies of the Chaos Demons.

Just then, the dwarven musketeers, the Bastonese longbowmen, and the wood elf rangers abandoned each other's grudges, and they were firmly united, fighting for the mortal world, arrows like a downpour The rain harvested the fragile Tzeentch demons, and the dwarf infantry, human infantry, and foot knights united to resist the enemy. When a demon approached the position, ruthless hand-to-hand combat broke out before the army formation, and the few Tzeentch demons who could kill the front were very rare. Soon fell under the siege several times, was banished and returned to the warp.

Under the command of the Imperial General Dietrich, the Imperial Army launched the artillery with all their strength, and all the Hell Wind rockets fired. Dozens of rockets like fireworks rose into the sky and landed on the Tzeentch demon group. Hundreds of Tzeentch Fire The demon exploded, causing thousands of Tzeentch demons to be killed on the spot.

The first wave of the Tzeentch Demon's attack was blocked, and the Knight Road army immediately launched a counterattack under Ryan's order. The knights charged under the cover of artillery fire to repel the Tzeentch Demon. He was smashed to pieces by the gun attack.

But the Weaver of Fate immediately discovered the power of the Imperial Artillery. It stretched out its hand and chanted spells. Dozens of sorcery flames that fell from the sky blew up the Hellstorm rocket launchers. Several Imperial Engineers and dozens of Imperial soldiers were directly on fire. The waves melted into debris, and the battle flag of the golden lion on the black background of Nuer also burned to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, the fingertips of Carlos, the Weaver of Fate, were transformed with crystal light, and the light of distorted witchcraft enveloped the charging knights. Fifty knights were turned into a twisted mass on the spot under Carlos' magic. The weeping flesh and blood, followed by Carlos again summoned three illusions, the halberdier front formed by the Empire's halberdiers and Ryan's infantry regiment was swept by the illusion, and the mortals turned into fly ashes on the spot.

Destiny Weaver was very satisfied with his victory. When he wanted to continue his spellcasting, he interrupted his spellcasting with a coquettish shout: "Eureno Lightning Bolt!"

The witch of the lake **** Morgiana appeared with the Holy Grail of Potion in her hand. At this time, the color of the Holy Grail of Potion in her hand had turned red. The light of the Lake God resounded throughout the battlefield, and the power of chaotic witchcraft was dispelled. At this time, Morgiana There was only hideousness and anger on her face, and the wind of magic whizzed past her. When she raised her hand, a lightning arrow pointed directly at Tzeentch: "Suffer to death!"

The Destiny Weaver directly raised his hand and held Morgiana's Lightning Bolt. It crushed the one-meter-thick Lightning Bolt with a single squeeze. Carlos glanced at the first choice of the Lake God with disdain. , even though the opponent's magic ability is very powerful, it is much worse than his own.

"Metal torrent!" With an alchemical spell, twenty or thirty hot metal torrents fell from the sky, and the witch of the lake **** had to summon a shield of thorns immediately to resist.

The onslaught of the Chaos Demons continued, and the Tzeentch wizards joined the battlefield from the air on Tzeentch Frisbees. When Tzeentch cultists marched to fight, they often carried banners and marks that indicated the glorious glory of their troops. It was an elaborate magical pennant, mystical runes and demonic totems intertwined with a fiery magical flame, and the Lord of Change was always pleased to see its followers carry these banners into the fighting.

The Weaver of Fate immediately signaled all the troops to press down and stormed the central army. Hundreds of Tzeentch fire demons fired fire bullets together. The Nuer Musketeers, Dwarven Thunder Gunners and Ryan's Musket Battalion were almost unable to resist the dense rain of fire. They were forced to retreat under Ryan's command.

As soon as they retreated, the front-line soldiers immediately lost their fire cover, and their pressure immediately increased several times.

Under the spell of Tzeentch, the fire of hatred swept through the ranks of the Knights Road army one by one, both serfs and noble knights were slaughtered, and the originally tight fronts were plowed one after another. The deep ditch of Tzeentch, the Great Demon Tzeentch keenly captured this fighter, and before the follow-up reserves had made up, the battle song of praise for Tzeentch had resounded throughout the battlefield.

An entire line of defense collapsed, hundreds of human soldiers and hundreds of dwarves died under the claws of Chaos demons and Tzeentch sorcery, and the sky was colorful.

A flash of fire melted the more than 20 human soldiers who were still stubbornly resisting into a cloud of blood. The most powerful demon under Tzeentch's seat, Carlos the Weaver of Destiny, had personally joined the battlefield.

The situation was getting worse and worse. Raymond, the captain of the halberdiers, had to lead less than a hundred halberdiers under him as a reserve to withstand the attack of the Chaos Demon. Although he knew that the hope of victory was slim, these soldiers still shouted in the lake. The name of the fairy launched a charge.

It was Lord Ryan who made us stop starving, and Lord Ryan who made us rich~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Although these soldiers knew that it was impossible for them to change the tide of the war, they still fought tenaciously, because the tide was like a tidal wave. The Chaos Demon began to invade the hinterland of the central army, and Francois and Bethmond on both sides were also caught in a hard fight. Destroy this group of humans.

A screeching sound was faster than its movements. The god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake appeared in time to save the crisis of the central army. The giant Griffin Imperius spewed lightning and interrupted Carlos's movement. As the griffin fell from the sky, the sharp claws tore the body of the Tzeentch demon, Ryan's hands were burning with silver psionic flames, and his warhammer was also spewing fire, and the tip of the hammer shot a bolt of lightning, pointing directly at the body of the Weaver of Fate. .

Carlos easily dodged sideways, and the lightning smashed the Chaos Demon beside Carlos. The eternity it knew had already seen through Ryan's actions, and the Weaver of Fate immediately raised his staff to block Ryan's fierce attack. Hit: "Champion of the false gods in the lake, are you really not considering changing the owner?"

"Your opponent is me!" Ryan's eyes were full of anger.

"And me!" Callard rushed from the side riding his beloved horse, and the divine sword Durandel smashed the bodies of dozens of Tzeentch demons.

"I'm coming too!" Morgiana, the witch of the lake god, released a chain of lightning to kill hundreds of Tzeentch demons. She rode on the unicorn Hilfern to join the battlefield: "Chaos demon! Accept the lady's trial!"

"Very good! Let's go together!" The devil Tzeentch was extremely happy: "I will show you today, my power! Everything is the choice of destiny, and the Lord of Destiny has already foreseen this moment!"

"Today I will stain the sky with the blood of the Bretons!"

"Praise the Lord of Change! Praise Saint Tzeentch!!!"