Proof of the Sun King

Early in the morning, the Imperial Emperor Karl Franz woke up from his sleep.

The bright morning light illuminated the interior of the hut. When the emperor barely opened his eyes, he found himself lying on an animal skin rug. There was no doubt that it was a fine animal skin rug from his court. Even so, the hard ground still made the Emperor feel a little uncomfortable in his shoulders and back.

The emperor was quickly ashamed of the situation. He almost forced himself to drive away the drowsiness. The emperor suddenly lifted the quilt covering him, so that the cold air of the morning penetrated into his body and forced him. Wake yourself up.

Carl, Carl, has the years of pampering made you slack? The emperor cursed himself.

I don’t know, Karl Franz is already in his early fifties this year. For a legendary human being, this age is considered to be the prime of life in the true sense, which means that experience and skills are at their peak, but their physical fitness is not yet. start to decline.

However, the emperor was dissatisfied with his state, very dissatisfied.

After many years of internal affairs and court careers, as the emperor himself, after he actually ascended the throne, it can be said that there is not much progress in combat power and skills, because too many internal affairs and various court activities have almost exhausted the energy of the emperor, making him There is hardly much energy to temper and strengthen one's own martial arts, to perceive deeper power.

He used to be a warrior when he was young, mingling with the soldiers in the barracks, a guy who only needs some bacon, black bread and ale to maintain a strong fighting force on the march.

Getting up from the blanket, the emperor checked, it was a log cabin, a bit like a hunter's hut, but a bit like a guest room, the memory quickly returned to the emperor's mind, he remembered that he and his army came out Hunting is a routine autumn hunting activity in the empire, and it is also one of the few routine imperial court activities that the emperor likes. He can enjoy hunting for three days and two nights.

Yes, it is now the autumn of the 2519th year of the imperial calendar.

This year has been a troubled year for the whole of the Old World.

At the beginning of the year, several human settlements near the Grey Mountains and Black Mountains began to be attacked. Any attempt to rescue was too late. When the army arrived, there was only a ruin, and the human army could not enter the mountains after all. Go deep.

At this time, the Empire and Britannia abandoned their former suspicions and chose to unite together. They sent armies to each other to fight together.

However, the empire seems to have no chance to breathe. Just after the threat of the shadowy war beasts was solved, a new beastmen war beasts rose from the old world. It is the famous Wormtongue tribe, leading this terrible beast. The army of people is the legendary beastman and beastmaster Morak-Insect Tongue. This is a sacred beastmaster who believes in Nurgle. The forest has become a barren land full of poisonous insects, and as long as it passes by, a single finger and a dark incantation can unleash the power of destruction on any land and any force that protects it.

Like a living storm, swarms of hungry skeleton locusts mercilessly devoured the fertile fields, which in a moment were barren.

With its phlegm-laden giggles, the pure river turned into inaccessible bile, and all it took was a compliment of Nurgle, and the sky was suddenly filled with a multitude of twisting and wriggling maggots, falling violently into the lake like hailstones , the barn filled with corn and barley was filled with rotting and stinking slush, and the sweet and delicious ale became a sticky, foul spit.

The emperor knew very well that Moraq-Insect Tongue must not be allowed to enter the core area of ​​the empire. Under his order, Rick led the army to dispatch, and Marshal Rick Helberg led a huge army to encounter the insect at the Six Peaks. Tongue tribe.

Heilberg fought bravely, but caught off guard, the imperial army was still invincible against the siege of the Wormtongue tribe and the sorcery of Morakot, until Galt led the army of Thor to appear, the wind of pious door agitated, hundreds of bighorn beasts Under the transformation of the ultimate alchemy, it became a golden statue, and the artillery from the Alchemy Academy and the addition of the Eldrade Guards finally turned the imperial army into victory.

This is the Battle of the Six Pinnacles.

But before the Empire could breathe a sigh of relief, immediately, the letter from the dwarves asking for help from the dwarves of the torrent reached Karl Franz's desk from afar.

Riptide is surrounded by a huge army of greenskin goblins! With only more than 25,000 inhabitants, Torrent Pass has to face no less powerful enemies than its own. The Dwarf King Barentin-Stoneheart of Torrent Pass has to put aside his previous prejudices and ask for help from the Empire and the dwarven fortresses.

The enemy came sooner than expected, however, and before reinforcements from High King Thorgrim and Butcher King Agrim Ironfist arrived, Riptide's own artillery fire suppressed the Greenskins' offensive.

Until the appearance of a large group of ogre mercenaries, this group of terrifying ogre mercenaries almost turned the tide of the battle, forcing the dwarf army to completely withdraw into the fortress of rapids, and the desperate King Balentine even planned to Keep the door closed.

But at this time, reinforcements from the Empire of Nur arrived. This is the first heir of Countess Emmanuel, and the son of King Ryan, the godson of Emperor Karl Franz, and the 16-year-old Baron Frey of Nur. Derek von Lebowitz-Bernardino's first lineup.

It is unrealistic to try to determine how talented Frederick is from a single war, but the young baron displayed a terrifying command and artillery position in his first battle. Ability, under the salvo of hundreds of artillery of various colors, the greenskin army and the ogre mercenaries were completely destroyed. This battle was called the "Battle of a Hundred Cannons". and Frederick exchanged tokens of friendship.

The continuous war almost left Karl Franz and his empire with almost no chance of respite. Finally, after the wars everywhere subsided, the emperor had to spare a few days for autumn hunting. He just wanted to rest for two days.

Karl Franz was still thinking about something. There were footsteps outside. The footsteps were heavy. The emperor subconsciously stretched his hand to the rune tooth beside him: "Who?!"

"It's me, Your Majesty, Gentry."

The emperor let out a sigh of relief and relaxed: "Please come in."

Rick's guard and his attendants brought a basin of water and a breakfast, butter bread and butter, fried eggs, Thuringian sausages and vegetable salad.

The emperor took the towel and washed his face with clean water. When washing his face, the emperor's always bad sense of humor came into play again: "There must be something wrong with you coming here this time? Gentle, let's just say it straight, I hate guessing. , especially when getting up."

"There is indeed a situation." Gentle said helplessly: "We found a few poachers over the hunting ground."

"It's fine to expel according to the rules." The emperor rubbed his face with a towel.

"That's a few Kislev hunters." Gentle said helplessly: "They had a conflict with the Rick people, the Rick people...especially those hunters who demanded that all these guys be executed."

The towel was thrown directly into the basin.

The emperor took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and finally commented on only one word "Oh!".

This kind of news is nothing new in the past few years. After the demise of Kislev, a large number of Mrs. Kessler poured into the empire. These Mrs. Kessler and the natives of the empire had a lot of conflicts. If It is said that race, culture, language, and customs have made the two sides often hostile to each other, so what really caused a lot of conflicts between the two sides is the dispute over the workplace.

To put it simply, Mrs. Keisler is more "cheaper" in every sense, low-end service industry and a lot of heavy manual work. Hiring a Rick collar person may require ten copper coins a day, but Mrs. Keisler only needs Five copper coins are willing to do it.

The influx of a large number of Mrs. Keisler into Rickland has made a large number of low-end labor markets occupied by these people. Many Rickland people have lost their jobs, and naturally hold grudges. The two sides have more than once appeared on a large scale. The **** conflict gave the emperor a headache. Rick leading people was the emperor's basic plan, but more often they were the ones who made trouble unreasonably and took the initiative to provoke conflicts.

How is this judged?

The emperor couldn't help but complain, why didn't these people go to Ryan?

The aristocratic manors across the mountain are also recruiting workers all day long, and they need people to collect corn and cotton. The knights often provide watermelon and banana self-help, and occasionally they can enjoy fried chicken and grape-flavored soda on holidays!

Karl Franz was actually quite critical of Brittany's occupation of Erengrad and the fortification of Kislev, but one was that the empire's finances were not capable of supporting Katarin's return to the country, and the second was that The first is that both Emmanuel and Boris Todbringer believed that a fence was still needed in the north of the empire, and the emperor did not say anything.

"Export it, tell the local hunters, if you have the ability to go to the forest to hunt beastmen and earn bounties! This is the royal hunting ground, no one is allowed to hunt here again, and let me find out that their emperor is not to blame. Ruthless!" Carl's eyes sharpened: "Also, tell me, Gentile, is there any new news from Sylvania as we focus our full attention on the west?"

"Styr leads the report, Sylvania is relatively calm." Gintley checked the news and shook his head.

"Very good, it's better for the dead to be a dead person in the grave." The emperor nodded, and he said wearily, "Don't come out and make trouble."

…………I am the dividing line who came out to do things…………

Old World, south of the Roof of the World Mountains.

Nagashza.

Nagashza, known as the Pit of the Damned, is the lair where Nagash fled after being defeated by the Tomb Kings. It is one of the most powerful fortresses known to the world.

It was built by the tireless labor of countless undead. The fortress is about 800 meters high out of the desert. It is directly excavated on the Lame Peak. Thus the summit is its tallest spire, and the hillsides rise with hundreds of great towers whose windows glow with a terrifying green magic glow at night.

Here, dozens of undead legions, under the control of hundreds of necromancers, continuously strengthen and reinforce the entire fortress day and night. For thousands of years, the entire mountain range has been completely hollowed out, and countless corridors and interiors have been carved out. Thousands of rooms, the undead do not need to consider artificial, so after Nagash is half dead, they have only one task left, and that is to guard the master's fortress.

Four giant gatekeepers guard the gate of Nagashza. These are four skeleton giants dozens of meters high. Dozens of hundreds of skeleton trebuchets are placed on the city wall, ready to throw a sky-high at the siege army. Bone cannon fire.

Beneath the fortress was an underground tunnel twice the height of the fortress, a huge beehive-like labyrinth of mines full of warpstone undead. These labyrinthine corridors are relentlessly patrolled by Nagash's necromantic sentinels, who are always on guard against ratmen trying to sneak back.

Nagash, the lord of the undead, is now in a state of immortality, or Schrödinger's unknown state, his consciousness is semi-conscious, but with only one skull left, he can't do anything, only Able to achieve his goals by constantly planning and exerting influence ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and through various divinations and whispers to let his agents understand what he is trying to do.

Just like the rotten corpse emperor who once sat on the golden throne, Nagash's will is difficult to understand, but there is never a shortage of necromancers who come to Nagashza for pilgrimage. Even regarded as a **** and believed that one day he would lead them from the stronghold to conquer the world.

After waiting for many years, the necromancers did not wait for the real return of Nagash, but they waited for a person.

The last vampire count, Manfred von Carstein.

Manfred showed Arkhan's proof that the Vampire Count entered Nagashza, and he sincerely, in a firm and sincere tone, told the necromancers in Nagashzhan that he wanted to resurrect Nagashza. How much effort Gash put in, how he formed an alliance with the Lich King Arkhan, and fought for the resurrection of the undead master for the rest of his life.

The necromancers were skeptical of Manfred's words, but Manfred presented more evidence, including the third of the nine volumes of Nagash and the fallen blade that once killed Nagash.

After seeing the evidence, the necromancers of Nagashza decided to ask the lord of the undead for the answer through divination.

Soon, they got an affirmative reply.

Thus, the ghost wizards of Nagashza swore an oath to make a terrible pact with the vampire Count - to help them achieve their lofty goal of summoning the undead master to once again return to the mortal world and rule the world.

After more than a thousand years, Nagashza recovered again. Dozens of undead legions and hundreds of necromancers were ready to go, waiting for Manfred's order.

It also announced the resurrection plan of Nagash, which was officially launched under the cooperation of Manfred and Arkhan.