Warhammer: Dark Elf

The royal court of Tal-Drowdel's tower.

Flags from all the nations of Ulsuun are fluttering in the wind from the city's spiers. Following the edict of the Eternal Queen, more and more high elf troops are arriving in Nagaris.

Compared with the outer city where the battle was fierce, the inner city was quiet and heavily defended.

The prestigious Eternal Queen Guards are scattered around the royal court, paying close attention to the goings-on here. Once they notice anything strange, these experienced elites selected from the Avalon sisters will not hesitate to pull their longbows and kill them. Target.

Feeling the pressure brought by those sharp inspection eyes, the messenger who came down from the city wall wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly entered the royal court.

At this moment, in the magnificent hall, the princes and princesses from all over the world are worrying about another troublesome matter.

Prince Varin of Charis, who has always respected the Eternal Queen, did not lead his army to support Nagaris this time. At the same time, he also sent an envoy to deliver extremely bad news.

The great demon Enkali appeared in the temple of Kurnos and gathered a group of chaos demons to wreak havoc in the territory of Charis.

When the Eternal Queen said Valin's letter, there was an uproar in the royal court.

En'kali, an extremely powerful Keeper of Slaanesh, invaded the island of Ulthun in the distant past, fought many times with the first Phoenix King Aenarion, and was completely defeated in the Great Maelstrom.

Unlike other great demons killed by Aenario, Enrica was too close to the Maelstrom at the time, so she did not return to the Chaos Demon Realm after her death. Instead, she was trapped in the Maelstrom and wandered alone for several years. millennium. Until 2172, she somehow escaped from the Great Vortex blockade and began to hunt down all the elves with blood ties to Aenarion in the past six thousand years.

Malekith, a direct descendant of Aenarion, bore the brunt of the attack.

Enkali fought against the Witch King twice, once in an away game in Naggaroth, and once in a home game in the Chaos Demon Realm. Both times, they were completely defeated by Malekith.

Enkali, who was bruised and swollen after being beaten, realized that she had to pick the weakest persimmons, so she returned to Osun Island and began to hunt down the bloodline of the Phoenix King on the island.

En'kali's revenge was very successful this time. She killed almost all the descendants of her enemy until there were only two blood descendants of Aenarion left on the entire island of Ulthun.

Those are the two brothers Tyrion and Teclis.

They are the eldest sons of Aenarion and the orthodox eternal queen Astariel, the half-brothers of Malekith, and the descendants of Morion.

In other words, in terms of seniority, the Tai brothers had to call their ancestors when they saw the Witch King.

Due to their special origins, Taige Taidi and Enkali were born enemies. The two demons first fought against each other in the Asuryan Temple.

Enkali was stabbed by young Tai Ge with a sword and kicked off the cliff outside the temple, and fell into the sea.

Later, she became like a resident villain on Osuen Island. Every time she was beaten back to the Chaos Realm by the Tai brothers, she would scream: "You won't be so lucky next time!" and then continued to take advantage of the brothers again and again. Sandbagging, and even brought Tyrion and the Everqueen Alarielle together.

Speaking of which, this tragic fate is quite similar to that of an unknown Witch King...

Enrica has been wandering around the island of Ulsuen for a long time, casting a shadow of terror over the high elven kingdoms. This time he actually appeared in public to occupy the temple of Kunos, such an uncharacteristic move The princes could not help but feel worried.

Perhaps Enrica's appearance is just the beginning, indicating that a greater crisis is coming.

Unknowingly, everyone's eyes at the conference table fell on the young hero wearing chainmail.

With considerable family wealth and an illustrious birth, Tyrion is the rising legend of a new generation in Assur, known as the Dragon of Cothque.

Compared with his physically weak brother, Taigo put all his efforts into his talent in martial arts, so that at a young age he was able to fight the Great Demon of Slaanesh. However, due to his somewhat dark personality, his acting style was too extreme.

Brother Tai never keeps his mouth shut about things he can do.

This pure Nagarythian character is somewhat similar to that of his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's brother, Malekith.

Malekith was fearful and cruel, Tyrion was cruel and fearful. Everyone said that because Tai was so violent, he might not be the reincarnation of the Phoenix King Aenarion.

You know, on the island of Ulsuen, this is not a compliment. After all, Aenarion later drew the Divine Sword of Kane and actually became Kane's chosen one, doing many things that were not well received.

Moreover, saying that Tai is the reincarnation of Aenarion is just a joke among people after dinner. No one really believes it, right?

Brother Tai himself didn't believe it.

He believes that he is himself, and he is definitely not a tool pawn of some ancient soul, or some old man in leather trap.

So Brother Tai has always been annoyed by others linking him to Aenario, and he doesn't want to take the blame for his ancestor.

Isn't he just a great demon of Slaanesh? He will be chopped down when he comes out.

Seeing everyone looking at him with deep expressions, Brother Tai's face was slightly sick. He didn't really like the feeling of being stared at like a monkey, but because Alarelle was also looking at him, he still endured the discomfort. He coughed twice in embarrassment.

Until the Eternal Queen Alarielle noticed her old lover's displeasure and spoke out to save her.

"My friends, in these dark times we stand together."

Alarielle on the main seat shines beautifully under the decorative crystal chandelier, and her voice is also very attractive: even if she speaks in a low voice, it can be heard in the farthest corners of the crowd. Her voice also makes people inexplicably respect and believe in her.

Brother Tai has always liked Alarielle's voice. He feels like the sound of a bit of snow suddenly melted by the sunlight on a distant and mysterious mountain, and then dripping on the ice, refreshing and pure.

No matter when or where, Taige would always calm down when he heard Alarielle's voice.

Alarielle continued, "These are troubled times, and the island of Ulsuon, our homeland, is facing an unprecedented crisis. In addition to the invasion of the Druchi cousins ​​who are attacking the city, we are faced with one after another problems. And arrived. The scars of the war left by Kane's Whip in Avalon have not been healed, and many civilians there are still displaced to this day; the approach stone to the Kingdom of Yris has not yet been completed, and the number of demons in its territory is still increasing. ; News came from the Asuryan Temple that the magical winds of the maelstrom are also strange, and they are becoming more and more contaminated by the power of chaos. Perhaps Enkali sensed what happened in the Temple of Kunos."

Listening to the Eternal Queen's words, the atmosphere in the royal court turned into a substantive deepness that pressed on everyone's hearts.

Just when a group of people were silent, the messengers, led by the guards of the Eternal Queen, saw the silent princes and bravely reported the news carefully.

As soon as I heard that Malekith, the Witch King of Druchi, was outside the city.

The audience was in uproar again.

Everyone didn't believe the news at first, but seeing the anxious look on the messenger's face and considering Malekith's always desperate style of acting, they had to accept the reality.

"Everyone, Djoder City must not fall. This has a bearing on the fate of the Sword of Cain and the Assur family on the island." Alarielle stood up and looked around at the many princes and princesses with firm eyes, "If we can't win here, Darkness will consume our people, and Ulthuan may fall forever."

She took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, "I will go to the battlefield in person, and I hope you can go with me."

The Eternal Queen is about to go to the battlefield, and the leaders of various countries here will certainly not stay away.

Although there was a heavy burden in their hearts, everyone stood up immediately, drew their weapons and swore allegiance to the queen.

Then, ten minutes later, Alarielle and Tyrion brought many nobles to the central square of the city, where a group of newly assembled troops were waiting outside the palace for orders to go to the battlefield.

The assembled Asur army looked at the Everqueen. They are ready to fight for the Queen. In the distance, Malekith's army was storming the city, and the sound of war horns spread through the streets and alleys of the city, but the high elves were not distracted by this.

All the Asur present looked at the incarnation of their mortal gods with reverence.

There was a haze, dark clouds pushed the sky very low, and the wind was filled with the pungent smell of blood. Alarielle stood on a high platform in front of thousands of fully armed soldiers, so that everyone could see her figure and hear her. her voice.

"Warriors of Assur, once Djoder falls, the dark elves will march straight into the Temple of Cain and control the sword full of evil magic. At that time, the fate of the entire Assur will be bleak. Our home, Our relatives and our future will no longer exist. At this moment, we are the shield wall of Asul. There are so many helpless lives that need us, waiting for us to help them tide over the difficulties. It is our responsibility to save them. , is the responsibility of being a hero."

At this time, a burst of bright light burst out from Alarielle's staff, and something ancient and primitive about her was responding to the presence and worship of the elves present. She is the focus of every elf's gaze, and every pair of eyes reveals his deep love for her.

She said loudly: "Warriors, maybe this is the first time we fight side by side. Maybe we have never met before, but please remember, if unfortunately someone dies on the battlefield, no one will die in vain, and history will always remember us. Name. Because it is our blood that maintains the pride and glory of Asul!"

One by one, the soldiers began to chant Alarielle's name, and the soldiers' roars gradually evolved into fierce and exciting thunder sounds.

Tyrion was dissatisfied with the way the elves looked at the Everqueen. He thought that Alarielle should always be his, and he wanted to have her all to himself. But Alarielle's identity destined this unrealistic idea to come to nothing.

He knew that he was not that important and the only one in her heart, and he resented the Eternal Queen for this. Many times, Brother Tai told himself over and over again: This is normal and there is no need to worry about this. But unfortunately, he always felt sorry for this.

Realizing that for the rest of his life, his selfish love will have to contend with the public's never-ending worship of the eternal queen, unspeakable sourness fills Tai Ge's heart.

Alarelle didn't seem to notice that Tiger in the audience was tormented by love. She turned to look at Tyrion, a relieved smile on her face.

But what Brother Tai longed for in his heart was not this kind of intimacy that he could spare from his busy schedule. Alarielle's response was always less than what he expected.

Now, Brother Tai wanted to catch an enemy irritably, pull out his divine sword and pierce him into his body, listening to his wails. Brother Tai felt that there was a deep anger in his soul that kept bubbling up like a bubble and getting stronger.

So he obtained the command of this army from Alarielle and prepared to go to the battlefield to vent his anger.

All eyes were on Tyrion as he hurried forward through Assur's ranks. The elves moved back to clear a way for him, as if they felt the fear brought by the Yang Yan Sword.

The last group of high elven troops gradually dispersed, and Tyrion marched in front of the elven army.

He pulled out his Yang Yan Sword, and fierce flames shot up.

With anger, Tyrion rushed to the battlefield and was about to face the supreme king of Druchi.