Warhammer Throne

　　 "Knock on your horse! Knock on your horse! Fly for the master~ Hurry up, fly for the master!"

In the imperial royal zoo, the imperial chief great wizard Matak is angrily pulling the reins of a double-headed griffon. He uses the wind of his sanctuary to try to appease and control the double-headed griffon. However, the extremely severe Nurshield corruption in the city and the chaotic magical wind made Matak exhaust all his strength to control this gryphon.

After falling out with Heilberg, Matak soon found himself in a state of isolation and helplessness. As the chief royal wizard, the most important thing is actually the emperor’s favor. There is no emperor in the empire, so it's a matter of course. Heilberg seemed extremely important, but every proposal made by Matak was categorically rejected by Heilberg, which made it difficult for Matak to use his skills. As we all know, beast wizards are not as capable as flame wizards. Directly provide huge damage, unlike the light, heaven, and metal wizards who are good at group attacks and provide various buffs. The amber wizards are more used as auxiliary attacks and transformed into various beasts to personally exist.

Matak had a lot of ideas, but he couldn't show it. The chief royal wizard also found Margaret, Archbishop Saria of Braunschweig, and the two keen people exchanged views on Braunschweig's sewers. The more and more terrifying air and the fear of growth, but neither side can do anything. Matak knew that entering the sewers alone was to deliver food. He needed an elite imperial legion to assist him, Archbishop Mart of Saria. Grete’s problem is also very serious. Nearly one-third of the entire Braunschweig is ill, but the Church of the Goddess of Mercy is helpless with Nurgle’s plague. She can only relieve the sick as much as possible. Pain and constant prayers for the goddess of mercy to save everything.

Everyone is in pain. Matak finds himself playing his role in a stupid show in this world that is falling apart. He can’t direct other people, and he doesn’t have this desire. Heilberg is right. One thing: this is his city, not Matak's.

　　Nurjun? Never within Matak's consideration, he was the chief royal wizard appointed by the emperor, not by Nuer.

　　 Wait, emperor!

　　 The royal chief wizard found the core of the problem, and that was the emperor.

Divination, astrology, prayers, dreams, Matak finally got the words of the **** of nature Taer through all means-the emperor of the empire is still alive, he is now wandering in the wasteland of Ostermark, avoiding the chaos army, desperate And helpless.

　　 Taer's breath is very weak, just like the current empire, at stake.

　　 But... there is hope!

　　 Matak made one of the most adventurous, contrary to the decision of his ancestors, he chose to betray, he wrote a farewell note to tell Heilberg that I will not play with you, and then came to the Imperial Zoo alone.

　　He is going to find the emperor!

This is what happened now. The number of guards in the Royal Zoo has been reduced to the lowest level in history. Matak took the opportunity to sneak in and tried to get himself a flying mount. He originally thought he would find a few Bretons. Ya’s Pegasus, but the docile Pegasus has all been incorporated into the ranks of the guards of the city, and only a few unruly big griffins and the dragon are left.

　　 Imperial dragon, Matak did not dare to touch it. Only Emperor Karl-Franz in the entire empire had the ability to communicate with the cold and lonely heart of the imperial dragon.

In desperation, Matak picked a two-headed griffin that looked strong and slightly docile, and tried his best to communicate with it. Before he could tame the beast, the guards finally felt something was wrong, and they drank. Swearing: "You beggar who raises birds" and "a winged pig covered with fleas", let the chief royal wizard get out quickly. He is not welcome here as a thief.

"Fly, fly!" Matak roared, waving his cane at the griffin, and screaming desperately at the griffin: "Listen to me, listen to me, man, fly, otherwise we will all There is a big problem! Fly for the Lord, fly!"

　　 The two-headed griffin probably also understood what was happening now. It rolled its eyes, and after weighing its freedom and being locked in a cage again, it finally flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

　　 "Yes! Yes! That's it, that's it!" Looking at the weakening of the guards below and the smaller and smaller buildings in Brunswick, the Chief Royal Wizard burst out laughing.

　　 He succeeded, he finally did a successful thing.

　　 I will find you, emperor.

I swear.

The news of Matak’s escape was soon delivered to the old marshal Heilberg along with the sticky notes he left. Heilberg was so angry that he cursed the Emperor Karl-Franz on the spot. Shi couldn't manage that much anymore, and he yelled: "He's gone! This **** Longming beggar, this traitor, I'm going to goug his eyes! I'm going to tear his throat and hang him on the flagpole of the empire!" I want to squash him by myself! Taal's teeth! There are not many sanctuary powerhouses in this city!"

　　 The old man was a little incoherent, and the head of the Rick Knights Zentler quickly asked: "Then we immediately send a search team?"

"It's late!" Although Heilberg was angry, he was still sober in this matter: "Whether we can catch up with him or not, even if we catch up with him, he is a great wizard with the strength of the sanctuary, your man. Is anyone in it sure to bring him back?"

　　Zentler had nothing to say, the great mentor opened his mouth, and at last he could only say: "Then...our chief great wizard always has a reason, right?"

　　 "Reason? Ha!" Heilberg laughed: "He thought the emperor was alive! He said he was looking for the emperor."

　　 "Perhaps he is right?"

"Right? No! No! You idiot!" Heilberg grabbed Zentler by the neckline, and the old man whispered viciously: "I saw the emperor fall with my own eyes! Don't question me... and even if the emperor still pays. I’m alive. I’m not allowed to say anything at this time. You must know that the capital is full of people who oppose me. If the emperor is still alive... if the emperor is still alive... if..."

Heilberg could not go on, but Zentler understood what he meant, and the Rick Knights' chief instructor quickly said: "Also, I think your requirements for recruits are too demanding, continuous training and very little food rationing. Some of them are already exhausted."

"Tired? You tell me they are exhausted?" Heilberg yelled nervously, "Exhausted? We fought the darkness, we made every effort, we sacrificed everything, and we sprinkled the blood on On the land of the empire, we have not succumbed, we are isolated and helpless! We are... isolated and helpless! Most of the empire has already fallen. At this time, are you telling me that you are exhausted?"

　　 "No matter how firm their will is, they are just mortals, my marshal." Zentler sighed: "Many people have fainted and they need to rest."

　　 "Resting?" Heilberg looked at him with a foolish look.

　　 "Take a rest?"

"I can tell you, if in normal times, at least 80,000 of these 100,000 people are unqualified in my opinion, far from it! But we can’t help it now! Many recruits line up and listen to the drums. You are very reluctant to move forward. Now you let them rest? Then did the Rat Killer Emperor Mandred rest? Did Ludwig the savior rest? Or Schwarzheimer? Karl-Franz? Did they rest? ?" The old handsome roared.

　　Zentler was silent, he felt desperate.

"It's not over yet, go to the city wall!" Heilberg felt very tired. The old man couldn't help but sneered, and then shook his head. He didn't even remember when he rested: "Go to the city wall, we must be here. Check all the defenses again before the enemy comes. Our work has not been completed. The masons are the same. I will personally check their work. If they are relieved at work, I will use their own shovel. Reach into their stomachs and dig out the intestines on the spot!"

　　...... I am the dividing line dug up on the spot......

　　 Outside the city, the murderous Nuer army in black and black armor is also preparing.

The sentry reported that the three Nurgle armies were already very close to Brunswick. When Frederick was discussing specific matters with his fiancée Noelle and his mother Emilia, he got Heilberg. Order to allow the Nur army to enter the city.

　　 Fifty thousand Nur Army was arranged in the wealthy area of ​​the southeastern city of the capital, where there are a large number of strong noble strongholds, the core is the family castle of the Rondstede family, Heilberg assigned this piece to the Nur military control.

Frederick and Noelle checked the map. The young baron thought for a long time and said: "We are overkill for defending this area. The real and most powerful enemies come from the west and north of the city. I don't understand why. The whole thing will let us stay here."

After taking a few glances, Noelle shook his head: "Heilberg is ready for street fighting. If the northern part of the city is lost, we can at least defend the southern part of the city. Our firepower can support to the other side of the river, and at the same time to the palace. Over there, if needed."

"We will need it. Look at the Braunschweig garrison. I dare say that most of them will be considered unqualified soldiers when the godfather is there." Frederick sneered. The baron shook his head repeatedly, and he said She said to Emilia, "Mom, should you go back to Nuer?"

"It's impossible." Emilia sternly refused. Ryan's little maid didn't know much about military affairs, but her refusal to intervene in military decision-making was the greatest help to Frederick and Noelle. The Queen of the Empire at this time She was also a little nervous. She bit her handkerchief and muttered: "Your father will come, your father will come to save us!"

"Mom!" Frederick yelled helplessly: "We can expect Dad to come with the Cavaliers, but we can't put all hope on him. Brunswick's defense depends on us after all. "

"Heilberg's old thing is really too much." Emilia was a little sober after being said by her son. She said angrily: "When we don't need us, let us not enter outside the city. The enemy is near the city. Let us in when we are, is this what a qualified marshal did?"

"But... after all, he is Marshal Rick, the person the godfather trusts most, mother." Frederick shook his head slightly. It is obvious that Ryan's eldest son has also experienced a very fierce struggle in this matter, but he Finally compromised: "Whether the godfather is dead or alive, isn't it Marshal Rick who can act for him in the power of the empire now?"

　　 "Look at that, it's an anti-thief at all!" Emilia understood her son's meaning, and she was still a little entangled.

"Doesn't it make more people recognize his anti-thief essence?" Noelle said suddenly, Frederick's fiancee smiled softly at Emilia, and at the same time she couldn't bear it: "Old Marshal Since returning from the north, he has used his authority over and over again to forcibly promote many things. He forced every man of school age to carry out military training, forced every nobleman to donate large amounts of property, and forced all citizens to serve without compensation but never End of labor, mother-in-law, think about it, if he doesn’t come to do this, then Frey must..."

"Heilberg is a hero." Emilia let out a long sigh, and the Empire Lady leaned weakly on the soft sofa: "He just doesn't understand, doesn't understand at all, we can do better than him, but he If we want to be this villain, we can only fulfill him, Frey, in the future you have to give him a fair evaluation."

"We can." Frederick smiled. The three people in the room stopped talking. After a short silence, a Nur armored army walked in outside: "My prince, baron, northern male Your Excellency, the people from the palace invite you over."

　　 "What's the matter?" As soon as Frederick asked the question, there was a horn outside the window.

More and more cities are preparing for war. The noise of the hustle and bustle of the city’s preparations for war is chaotic. The bells of every temple are ringing. The alarm is sounded to wake the sick and tired people from their beds. The arc of lightning resounds through the magic school. The roof is ready for their mysterious war machine. Each unit blew its horn, summoning thousands of troops still guarding the palace to their assembly point. The engineering bracket cracked and groaned as the huge cannon was hoisted. Enter the designated position and roll into place on the edges of those breast walls.

　　 Frederick did not hesitate, he immediately got up: "Mom, Noelle, let's go."

"Frey." Emilia stood up, and the attendant put on her a full set of armor that she hadn't worn for a long, long time. The Queen of the Empire quickly changed from a beautiful lady to a heroic lady. The female general of, it’s just that Emilia is unlikely to fight in person like Su Liya, at most standing behind to inspire morale.

Frederick also put on the whole body vibrating gold enchanting master-level plate armor produced by Nuer. His body was wrapped in steel armor from neck to knee. On the surface of the armor, the double-headed eagle holy emblem imprinted by Gelt was on the surface. Shiningly, the great alchemist is gathering the army led by Thor and is already on the road. This is also forced by helplessness. Galt is still a sinner no matter what, he can only make the imperial court arrive at the last moment under the pressure of time. Be grateful instead of seeing it as an enemy.

　　 Frederick led the armored army and the Blackrock guards across the street. Nurgle's poisonous vines and moss were burnt to ashes under the power of the three Grey Knight veterans Petain, Xiafei, and Fuxi.

　　 Looking at the muddy sky, the long alarm bells, and the chaotic crowd, Frederick only felt that his adrenaline was soaring.

　　 Everything will be answered in Brunswick.

　　Everything.

　　 I'm ready, father.

　　How about you? Will you come in time to participate in this decisive battle?

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