Proof of the Sun King

The Battle of the Red Clay took place for at least 36 hours in the endless night of Sylvania. With the concerted efforts of the Wood Elves and the dwarves of the Butcher Castle, the army of tens of thousands of Beastmen, despite the chaos oracles and the Dark Seer Marago's commander, but still inevitably defeated, and countless Beastmen corpses covered the ground of the Redstone Crypt, where one by one Beastmen warbands and chapters perished.

The Dark Prophet Malago tried his best to fight back, but in the end he could only lead thousands of remnants of the army and retreated into the black forest of Ostermark. The Beastman Shaman knew that he had screwed up the mission of the evil god. Now I can only ask the evil god's forgiveness, and then try to assemble the army again.

After the war, Agrim-Tekken and Alaros slumped on the battlefield, the butcher king and the wood elf hero were so bruised that they could hardly stand up, the dwarves and elves cheered their victory while suffering huge Casualties, this is the most glorious victory over the Beastmen in the history of Kadrin. They defeated the Beastmen ten times their size, and even only a few thousand of the opponent fled back to the Black Forest.

But the Butcher King couldn't laugh at all. For every ten dwarves he brought out of the Butcher Castle, six died on the battlefield. Two were slightly injured, one was seriously injured, and only one dwarf was still intact. Such a huge price. It made Agrim Iron Fist feel the pain of being king again.

He should have sought an honorable death as the butcher, but the duty of being king still bound him.

Alaros didn't feel good either. The wood elves lost more than 400 people in this battle, and more than 300 were injured. For an army of only 1,000 wood elves, it was already more than half of the casualties. Unlike their elf cousins, elves, and dark elves, wood elves have never been known for their morale and tenacity.

To make matters worse, after 36 hours of fighting, the morale of the wood elf army has plunged into an absolute low, and these people of the forest can't see a single living tree in Sylvania, and can't see it Any trace of sunlight and forest spirits, the curse of the undead and the corruption of vampires have greatly affected the morale of the wood elves, especially after this hard battle, the wood elves' army seems to be very sluggish.

"Dwarf, are you still planning to march?" Alaros watched as the troops he brought out from Athel Loren suffered more than half of the casualties. The wood elf hero was heartbroken. He gritted his teeth and had no interest in continuing to compete with the Butcher King to destroy the enemy. Countless, he skillfully used wood elf medicine and bandages to wrap his wounds under the darkness of Sylvania, gnashing his teeth in pain, beastmen would smear feces on weapons, a bad wound infection is tetanus .

The Butcher King felt a little relieved that today, almost all dwarf butchers have sought a glorious death, and they have completed his mission. Hearing the words of Aralos, Agrim-Iron Fist shook his head: "I am a king, give priority to Since I'm a butcher, Cadrin needs me, the countless Skaven and greenskins are raging around my kingdom, and those threats from the east of the Roof Mountains, I turn to Karl Franz I have sworn that I will not let anyone pass the pass I am guarding until Kadrin is destroyed."

"...You are a responsible king, dwarf." Alaros's eyes fell on the seven or eight wounds on the butcher king's body, and the wood elf hero's eyes trembled slightly, he said reluctantly: "We are all on top, I just realized that our enemies are the undead, not these beastmen."

"What about you, elf boy, are you still planning to continue the march?" asked the butcher king.

"More than half of my army has suffered casualties, and even the uninjured soldiers are exhausted, and I am also responsible for them." Alaros spread his hands, and the wood elf hero frowned: "The most troublesome thing is that the curse in this place is too much. Seriously, some people have begun to be unable to support it, and if we continue to march, the only outcome is death."

"You won't continue to fulfill your promise to save the little queen with pointed ears?" Butcher Wang was delighted.

"That's a request, we do our best, and we are Eslai, not Asul, we have no obligation to save the little queen." Alaros said impatiently, all this is really bad .

What's more, his goddess Lilith warns him faintly that he and his army will be doomed if he moves on.

This is actually the main reason why Alaros doesn't want to fight.

"Then, we parted." The Butcher King nodded, he was in a bad mood, and he failed his allies.

"We still have a chance to see you in the future." Alaros also got up, and the wood elf hero motioned for his men to take out a few packets of venison meat: "Take this, dwarf, don't die."

"What a joke, elf boy." The Butcher King thought for a while, took off a golden ring from his beard and gave it to Alaros: "This is for you, I can't tell the difference between Eslai and Asul, But if you need help later, take this to Kadrin and you'll get what you want."

The army of Kadrin chose the division, and the army of wood elves also chose to leave Sylvania after heavy losses.

The Beastmen army was also defeated. The Fifth Route Army has gone to the third.

Manfred's plan was a perfect success, and the last Vampire Count then set his sights on the last army.

A coalition of the High Elves and the Knights Templar.

…………I am the dividing line of five to three…………

When the allied forces of the High Elves and the Knights Templar came to the vicinity of Taranhof Castle, as expected, the promised reinforcements did not come along the way, the dwarves disappeared, and even the Wood Elves did not arrive at the meeting on time. Place.

To make matters worse, the high-precision army and the human army themselves are a forcibly pieced together coalition. The two sides are very different in terms of strategy and tactics, command style, or marching rhythm. Neither side has a clear leader who can combine the two forces. Army united.

And Manfred kept sending out small teams, and the Count of Vampires signaled his army to show weakness to the human army, so that the Templars encountered small and fragile troops that could be destroyed at a touch.

Facing the high elves, the vampire's method is to show strength. Every time the high elves encounter attacks and ambush, the number of troops is small, and the army far away from foreign countries is a severe test. Every time the high elves fight, they must pay a lot. casualties to repel the enemy.

Affected by this, the Templars became more aggressive, but the high elves were more cautious, and the two sides also disagreed on the judgment of the undead's combat effectiveness. Humans believed that the undead were weak, and the high elves believed that the undead were strong.

Therefore, shortly after entering Sylvania, Hans-Leitdorf had a lot of quarrels with the high-elf trio. The Templar master strongly demanded to advance quickly, before the undead were ready. solve them, so he didn't understand why the high elves only marched about 10-15 kilometers a day, after many quarrels, Master Hans finally decided to leave their ranks with his own people, leaving behind the "sluggish" The high elves continued their march.

By the time the high elves realized that the human army was not going to fight with them, the teams on both sides were already separated forty or fifty kilometers.

Walking under the canopy of Sylvania, Azharion looked at the ruined villages, the uninhabited emperors, the withered farmlands and the dry rivers in the distance, and the expression on Prince Iris' face became more and more solemn.

A pile of bad news and ominous foreboding hangs over the elf hero.

Far away from the homeland and came to a foreign country, the number of troops is very small, and none of the promised allies have come. The only human ally who can help is eager to fight, and the alone army goes deep and disappears.

It wasn't that Athalion did nothing. Prince Iris gave full play to his command ability. He carefully avoided the ambush of the undead again and again. The power from the mist goddess Radria protected the army. At the same time, Azharion kept praying to the Mist Goddess, asking for her guidance and help.

Mist goddess Radria, whose voice is shrouded in mist, tries to tell Aesarion something, but the cacophony of the warp, the curse of Sylvania, and the haze that never sees the light of day prevent her voice from reaching Aesar In Leon's ears, Prince Iris could only hear a few words.

"Dear...Atharian...you will die...in a...foreign land..."

"My Chosen...you know...your destiny."

Azharion was silent.

As Tyrion's best friend, doesn't Athalion know whose child Alisara, the little eternal queen, is? Could it be that Prince Iris didn't know that Alisara did not receive the blessing of the Phoenix Fire, but instead inherited the curse of Kane, the God of Blood Hands?

Azharion is too clear, he obviously knows that even if he can save Alisara, this little queen who has the bloodline of Kane's curse and was taken away by the undead for so long, can really become the next Eternal Queen? ?

Don't make trouble, even though Azharion is Tyrion's best friend, he knows from the bottom of his heart that it is very difficult for Alisara, who has several years of experience of "dead prisoners" and the bloodline of Kane's curse, to be true. become the Eternal Queen.

So why did Azharion still decide to take on this quest?

Because Azharion is Tyrion's best friend, he knows Tyrion too well. Unlike his younger brother, Tygris, Tyrion is an emotional person who values ​​his family, lover and daughter very much. Eltharion knew very well that if he did not take up this task, Tyrion would again personally lead the army to the Old World to save his daughter.

This can't be done. From time to time, Ulthuan, who is rampant with demons, needs Tyrion. Only Tyrion can use his prestige as the guardian of Othuan to unite the high elves. If he loses Othuan, the high elves will be homeless.

Whether as a friend, as a member of the High Elves, or as a High Elves Prince, Eltharion could not tolerate this outcome, and he would rather sacrifice himself to leave a glimmer of hope for the future of the High Elves.

It was extremely painful, but the watchman's face that had remained unchanged for hundreds of years became more and more determined.

Not to lose friendship, not to lose race, not to lose the country.

This is the will of Prince Iris, Warden Azharion!

Unlike Athalion, the wise Belanaar is also thinking. The second archmage of the Magus of Hosbaita is more than a thousand years old this year. After passing the position to Tegris, Belanaar is the last passion in his life. The flames of the gods have long been dedicated to the endless books and knowledge within the Tower of Hosbai.

Asuryan's curse is still in effect on the high elves, Belanaar is gradually losing the "feeling of being alive", he is really a bit old, but the second archmage knows that he cannot resurrect the undead master, otherwise all orderly races will pay a huge price.

Belanaar is in pain, he can't even tell all the high elves this fact, because they can't stand one more blow, he can only swallow the bitter water in his stomach, the Yseramar silver armor on his body Unused for hundreds of years, and his longsword long since shelved after having taught generations of the Juggernauts of Hoss, and only recently re-sharpened, Belanar is determined to give everything if necessary.

As the pioneer Princess Attila, the princess of Tyron Locke is naturally suffering. She still remembers how she was laughed at by the princes when she entered the High-Elite War Council for the first time after her father died in battle~www. wuxiaspot.com~ It was Tyrion who took the initiative to endorse and stand for her. When the war lord personally led her and asked her to introduce herself in the war council for the second time, no high-quality prince or noble dared to mock her.

From that day on, Attila fell deeply in love with Tyrion. In order to be able to follow Tyrion, she gave up the glorious tradition of chariots of Tyronlock and rode a warhorse. She was content to be a female courtier. She stayed by Tyrion's side as a squire, and even for Tyrion's status and the attitude of the Eternal Queen, she was never married or pregnant.

She has always regarded herself as Alisara's "little mother". Love and family made her decision to go to the old world again. She was happy that she could help Tyrion, and she came to her. That said, getting a compliment from Tyrion is more important than anything else.

She was determined, even if she died, to complete Tyrion's mission.

The trio had their own concerns, and as they advanced, a small town named Korodbin appeared in front of the high elf army.

The corpses of human armies are everywhere, the trampled flags of the Knights Templar are soaked in the mud, and the body of Grand Master Hans is hung on a dead tree. On the back of the Grand Master is written a line The word "now, it's all you left".

The high elves suddenly fell into despair, the human army has been wiped out, and now they are left.

However, Eltharion had no plans to retreat, and Prince Iris rode on his own Griffin Stormwing and ordered the army to move forward.

Following Alisara's elf dirge and Bellanar's divination, this elf army finally arrived near Duncanhof Castle, the Ring of Nine Demons, after experiencing all kinds of hardships.

Here, an army of 100,000 undead is waiting, waiting for the last high-quality army.

Sylvania's final battle will start here!