Warhammer: Dark Elf

In the early summer of 2427, hundreds of miles of camps were lined up on the plain outside Anaheim, with flags fluttering and swords like a forest.

The Joyful Cult, which has reached an unprecedented peak of power, has joined forces with Nico the Exile and assembled an unparalleled combined army.

Countless dark elves and Nehekhara undead gathered under the banners of the two factions, with the number approaching 30,000.

Hemer, who was fully armed, stood on the temporary black tower, looked down, and saw the endless military tents, soldiers moving slowly like ant colonies, and even the tens of meters high magic structures between the military columns. The body is just a bigger ant, this scene is shocking.

Helmer couldn't help but wonder, what kind of fleet could carry so many soldiers? It was like hearing the system’s praise when playing the Battle of Barbarossa:

"The size of Barbarossa's army was hitherto unparalleled; no fleet in Europe could transport so many men."

"So he had to march overland, through Constantinople and the Turkish territories, to the rendezvous in Jerusalem."

Of course, it is impossible for the dark elves to go to the island of Ulsuen in the center of the vast ocean by land.

Two days later, Loxia's God-Blessed Evil Party fleet sailed into the port of Anaheim. Those so-called black arks were actually several giant cities floating on the sea with copper walls and iron walls, which allowed the worried people to disperse the gloom in their hearts and rise. He became extremely ambitious.

In front of the five black arks, all problems were solved.

Morathi couldn't wait to take down the Temple of Cain to show her worth to the Almighty Lord. She ordered the assembled troops to board the ship immediately after resting and replenishing supplies.

Originally, the high elves established a complete military port in Anaheim. After ushering in the rule of Morathi, the dark elves further expanded the port facilities. Today, they can even park several black arks at the same time.

The next day, in Anaheim Harbor, the sky was high and the sea was vast, with no clouds in the sky.

The tinkling ship bells echoed, and a flock of white seabirds flew low along the roaring waves, accurately diving into the water to catch fish and then soaring into the sky.

The troops of the Joyful Sect gathered on the coast, and in cooperation with the command of the pirate officers of the God Bless Evil Party, they boarded several arks in an orderly manner.

The first to board the ship were Morathi's top troops.

The high-level beast-type sorceress Calvaisish, who is the most powerful sorceress loyal to Morathi and the master of Gu Erzhifeng, was surrounded by her bodyguards and held up the sword belonging to the Joy Sect against the sea breeze. With the purple Pegasus battle flag, he slowly rode the black Pegasus up to the flagship Tower of Terror of Divine Blessing.

Her move immediately brought the rest of the battle group along.

When groups of Kane assassins, led by Sabios, passed by Hemer, many recruits showed nervous expressions invariably.

Whether it is the Druzi or other races, they have all heard of the reputation of Kane's assassins. They are as fast as the wind, as dark as a shadow, and as deadly as a thousand blades. They are masters of killing, and Kane's favorite blade is very popular. Rarely exposed to the sun on such a large scale, it triggered quite a wave of shock in the army.

Behind the group of Kane's assassins, dozens of slave masters drove the curling blade chariots pulled by cold lizards and arrogantly cleared the way. Behind them were thousands of Hal Goncy's executioners. They held sharp weapons and killed enemies in the name of Kane. The army marched coldly and neatly like a war machine.

Potions, poisons and curses can cause extreme pain to vulnerable people. The Killing Witch, whose consciousness has been severely eroded by witchcraft, stands on the tower of the boiling blood pool with the statue of Kane's armor, holding on to the fence, and her cloak rustles in the sea breeze. .

Below the slowly advancing tower, there are the double-blade Killing Sisters and the Legion of Witch Spirits. These ladies are scantily clad and especially like to harvest lives. They are unpredictable and murderous. The most elite of them is the Sisters of the Song of Disaster. Only cares about three things, doom, death and destruction.

Hundreds of Slaanesh reaper warlocks rode dark horses and swaggered through the city. Their faces were highly corrupted by the ever-changing Lord Slaanesh, taking on the appearance of a half-demon. Their eyes passed over the waiting people of Hemer, and spit out from their mouths. The snake-like long tongue smiles maliciously.

Even the dark steed that Hemer sat on shrank, and he patted the steed to make it stronger.

Speaking of which, the dark horse Hemer is riding now is still the younger brother of the one he rode before.

Hemer named it DiBecca, after the mount of his favorite Spanish knight of honor, Rodrigo Diaz.

DiBecca is only three years old now, and is just old enough to go on the battlefield. It doesn't look very strong and can't even bear the weight of a heavy vest, but Hemo still has high hopes for it.

Homer loved DiBecca, largely because he really didn't want to force himself to soak in the stinking cold lizard venom all day just to ride the cold lizard.

The team of Slaanesh Reapers was not very long, and it took a long time to board the battleship. Helmer comforted the timid warhorse, and continued to wait for the action order with Eladen and the others.

Time passed slowly with the water waves, and most of the elite team boarded the ship. Walking in the second half of the army was the Thunder Arrow Devil. Death by an arrow in the eye was a very terrible way to die, and being shot in the eye was the Thunder Arrow Devil's signature battle. Skills.

Several Shadow tribes who surrendered to Morathi joined the expedition. Even among the dark elves, the Shadows were considered an extremely cruel group of people. They were called the dark elves among the dark elves, and they were feared. The power of this group of evil warriors comes from the terrifying power of the weapons they wield.

The Cold Lizard Horror Knights boarded the ship immediately after the Shadow Tribe. They charged under the protection of their heavy armored mounts, wielding powerful blades to stab the enemy. The armor strength reached a terrifying 120, which can be called a moving city wall. What followed was a hill-like war. Hydras and hundreds of Reaper ballistae boarded the ship one after another.

Even if five black arks were opened at the same time, the boarding of elite troops lasted for a whole morning before Hemer and others received the order to set off.

The lord himself went to the flagship God's Blessed Tower of Terror, and his troops, led by their respective officers, went to the Wavebreaker Dragon, the Abyss Siren and other four other arks.

After Hemer ordered Anzarez, Notia, Vesci, Baskin and other generals to restrain their teams, he and Eladen headed to the legendary main ship of Loxia.

The interior layout of the Blessed Tower of Terror is no different from that of an ordinary dark elf city, with towering spiers like a forest, and roads extending in all directions are lined with groups of houses and the revered Temple of Cain.

When he entered the black ark, it was more like stepping on a small piece of land than a warship, and he felt no shaking at all.

Under the leadership of an officer, Hemer and Eladen passed through the long army and arrived at the palace with the tallest spire in the center of the Ark.

The floor of the luxurious top-floor hall is covered with pure white marble. Silk curtains hang down to the ground on both sides of the window lattice. Rich food and sharp-cornered cups are placed on the rectangular table. Dozens of nobles who have surrendered to Morathi are sitting there. They were having an unobstructed party with Loxia's gang, and they were having a great time. The enchanting Morathi sat on the highest throne, clinking glasses with Loxia who came forward, and happily accepted Squidward's invitation to dance.

Just as he was walking into the hall, when he saw this scene, Hemo couldn't help but have a bad taste. Loxia always wore a Kraken mask. How did he usually lower his head when eating?

The dance floor was in a state of decay, and all that could be heard was the low hum.

From the initial shyness to the current indifference, Hemo was used to seeing this kind of scene, and Hemo just felt irritable in his heart.

He was afraid that if he stood in this social hall for a while longer, he could not help but be restless and wanted to execute Eladen on the spot who was drinking and giggling next to him.

"Go out and have a look." He threw his gloves to the waiter and took the wine glass. Hemer and the sorceress holding the bottle in her hand came to the balcony outside the side corridor and drank comfortably in the gentle sea breeze. Hikaru happened to see the Tomb King army led by King Sehelek board the ship.

Compared to watching the human-creation activities driven by primitive desires, this heroic gathering of thousands of troops stimulated Helmer's adrenaline even more.

In front of the undead army, wearing the battle armor of the Nehekhara royal family, King Sehelek holds a long sword and a tower shield, sitting on the Khemri War Sphinx tens of meters high with a golden sword. The back is made of human bones. The completed chariot throne is majestic.

Behind the structure the king was riding on, there were several undead sphinxes behind him. Together they looked like a small moving city.

These giant lion statues are nearly invulnerable and will roam freely among the enemy, crushing them to a pulp like pathetic ants.

The undead princes of Nehekhara were buried together with the powerful monarch after their death. Now they have awakened and once again commanded the army of death to sweep through the world. Although the bodies of thousands of Nehekhara warriors are decayed, they are still alive. They remained loyal to their king and commander until death, and launched ruthless attacks on their enemies.

Elite sword-wielding skeletal men, the Bone Tomb Guards have received praises during their lifetimes, and now they are eager to become famous again through their military exploits.

The rib-like skeleton archers group, although they have been dead for a long time, they still do not forget their archery skills. The endless rain of arrows makes the enemy lose their troops. They are the long-range backbone of the Tomb King's army.

The extraordinary skeleton chariot is made of wood, metal and bones, and can suddenly tear the enemy into pieces.

Ushabit is the elite of the Tomb King's army. It is said that they are the embodiment of the gods. The powerful God's chosen warriors are heroic even after death.

Structures such as the Nether Walker, the Graveyard Knight, the Bone Giant, the Holy Titan, etc. would never flee and were immune to fear, which made Hemo's heart surge.

"I didn't expect that a sinner who was exiled by Settra would actually have such a powerful army." Elladen shook his wine glass and sighed.

"There are still three thousand nails in the broken ship, not to mention that he is the high priest of the funeral sect, with so many followers, it is strange that the army is not strong."

"That's right. Look at the king. He is covered in gold and looks so golden. He is sitting so high. He wants people to notice him at a glance. A little famous king only has so much gold. No wonder the tomb robbers like him. Go to Nehekhara and fight."

There are even crazy people who are not afraid of death. They even fell on the coffin board of Emperor Sai. They can't be called ruthless.

"Speaking of which, these dead people were able to create such a ferocious demonic structure thousands of years ago. This shows that the height of their civilization is comparable to that of the elven civilization, right? Maybe the Cathay Empire can also compete with it." Hemo caressed Chin guessed.

"Of course. Cathay is too far away from the earth, let's not talk about it for the moment. Just say that ancient Nehekhara, no matter how powerful it was once, is now nothing more than a handful of loess and a group of dead people. Only we elves, even if we are divided, still grow. Prosperity will never fade." Elladen looked proud.

He was going to fade away soon, and he couldn't even become a dead person... Glancing at the complacent sorceress, Helmer couldn't bear to tell her the cruel ending of this world.

Hemo could only sigh in his heart, the old GW thief has lost his conscience, and I will live and die with the black spirit!

Within three days, the coalition forces completed boarding the ship one after another.

The vultures in the desert soared over Hai Jinzhan, blocking out the bursting sunlight, and the shadows of dragons in the clouds appeared and disappeared. Harpies and manticores glided low along the sails.

Below the blue waves, the Abyss Siren and the Bloody Medusa swam gracefully with their tails swung, and the Hell Sea Dragon poked its head at the sea surface from time to time, switching breaths.

A combined army including sea, land and air, led by Loxia, rode the wind and waves towards the Shadow Continent in the north of Osuun Island.