Warhammer Throne

PS: The second is more, the emperor tried his best. I hope everyone likes this story, hehehehehe~

The battle for Nagashza was ultimately defeated.

After the high-precision and dwarf coalition forces had rescued the little queen, Manfred caught the slack and relaxation of the moment before the two sides were about to converge, using the characteristics of the zombie dragon to fly and surprise, not afraid of injury, and instantly recapture it. After leaving the little queen, he took off and brought the little queen back to Nagashiza.

Tyrion could only watch his daughter retaken by the undead in extreme anger, but now all the high-quality heroes are injured, and the army has lost more than half. As mentioned earlier, the war lord is proud. But not stupid. At this time, Tyrion knew that it was impossible to go back to Nagashza and retake Elisa.

The enemy is too powerful. In addition to the three holy Titans, the countless army of undead skeletons and the magic of the Lich King Ackhan, the last earl of vampire Manfred von Kastein’s magic are also very Powerful, normally speaking, the entire old world may not be able to find a magical opponent that can compete with the combination of Tegris + Bellanal.

Except for Akhhan, the four-thousand-year-old Lich King is not defeated by Targris in magic, plus the addition of Nagash’s nine books and seven books in Akhhan’s hands, plus Nagas With Shiza's terrain bonus, the magical advantage of the high elves is invalidated.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Tyrion bitterly gave the order to retreat. After the war lord personally broke it again, unexpectedly, the undead did not continue pursuing it, perhaps because the power of Arkhan and Manfred was also used. It's almost done, or perhaps the goal of the undead is just to catch the little queen. In short, the undead gradually retreat in the direction where Nagashiza is.

Similarly, the dwarves also retreated calmly, and the undead were unwilling to fight these stubborn dwarves. When Manfred and Arkhan went to sniper high-precision at the same time, the vampire baron who was in charge of the battle with the Mount Eternal army, Man Fred's trusted subordinate Hal Harris von Kastein also ordered a retreat.

The heroes of the high elves had a taste of bitterness and rust in their mouths. They refused to follow the dwarves and quickly withdrew from the roof mountains of the world.

"These dwarfs, these dwarfs, even if it had been a minute earlier, Alisala would not have been snatched away by that disgusting undead!"

"Trash! We asked them to drag the main force of the undead, did they drag a chicken neck?"

"This time we failed to save our little queen, the dwarf has to take the main responsibility!"

"It's all these dwarves, we gave him a chance, we gave him a chance!"

"It is Azul's kindness to let them participate in the rescue of Alisala!"

"We started with these dwarfs today!"

Whose fault is the rescue failure? It must be the dwarf's fault!

The high elves spit out words full of resentment and curse from the defeated generals of the high elves, and Targris, lying on the Tarron Rock chariot, shook his head and opened his mouth, but could not say anything.

"Enough!" The flames burned on the Yangyan sword in Tyrion's hand, and the war lord unexpectedly retorted: "The dwarf is here, what do you want? Are we here to save Alisala or the dwarf? Come to rescue Alisala? We didn't even guard the rescued Alisala? Who is to blame? Is it to blame the dwarves?"

Everyone was silent for a while.

"It's all my fault, Lord Warlord." Adjutant Bella Ryan held his shoulder pierced by the Blade of Blasphemy. He knelt in front of Tyrion with tears in his eyes: "I didn't protect your Highness. Please punish the lord!"

"This matter is not only your responsibility, all of us are responsible." Tyrion shook the Yangyan Sword's hand quacklessly, the war lord's teeth creaked: "Mainly The person in charge was with me. At the moment of the successful retreat, all of us relaxed our vigilance, which allowed Manfred to find a chance."

"Everyone." After finishing talking, Tyrion sighed, and the war lord shook his head: "Retreat and save Alisala. We must find another way. It is really unsafe here. Everyone is injured. We Retreat to the empire first, and then think of other ways."

"But..." Atharion finally spoke. Everyone noticed that Atharion was only slightly injured, and he still had the power to fight.

"The rescue plan has failed!" Tyrion roared sharply, and the voice of the war lord gradually turned low. He seemed to persuade himself: "At least today, we have failed. Too many Azul have lost their lives."

"Send an envoy to the dwarf, and we retreat!"

The high elves retreated, and on the other side, the armies of Eternal Peak were also on their way to retreat.

The High King Thorgrin-the grievant sitting on the throne of power, this battle was fairly easy for the dwarves. Only dozens of dwarf warriors were injured or killed. Thorgrin knew that the undead did not fight against him seriously, and the High King knew that. The action of the high elves to rescue the little queen failed.

The Supreme King was thinking about the front and back command and situation changes of the entire battle, what was done right, what was not satisfactory, and what needed improvement, when the banner officer dwarf suddenly shouted at Thorgrin: " Here comes my Supreme King, the messenger with pointed ears."

"Pointy ears..." Thorglin frowned, and the Supreme King waved his hand: "Let him come over and let me listen. Pointy ears have any news to tell us."

The eternal guards heard Thorglin’s order and quickly stepped aside. The envoy of the high elves was wounded, but still held his head up, sending a roll of silk to the dwarves’ disgusting and hostile eyes, and then heading. Leave without returning.

Thorglin took the silk and tore off the wax seal. He was stunned when he saw the words written in the common language of human beings, and then began to read it seriously. Everyone found that the face of the Supreme King quickly became gloomy, Thorglin's mouth There was a dwarf's national curse: "Granny's beard is on top, I **you****, these **** pointy ears!"

"Your Majesty?" Eternal Peak Chief Engineer Grim Broxon asked.

"Pointy ears indicate that the rescue failed." Thorglin smashed the high-precision silk to the ground, and the High King's beard trembled crazily because of anger, and he couldn't stop even the golden ring and beard ornaments on it. Shaking endlessly: "Pointy ears... Pointy ears said, this matter is not over yet, the dwarf has not fulfilled his obligations, until the next rescue, Eternal Peak's army will still join them!"

"What?!" Like a spark falling on a dry pyre, the dwarves exploded in an instant.

"We fought to death, and lost a lot of brothers for the trouble of pointed ears, but pointed ears actually think it is our problem?"

"Grimnier's axe, see if I don't split the heads with pointed ears!"

"Valaya's beer is really intolerable."

"Bastard! The dwarves will never forget the humiliation of pointed ears!"

The dwarven army was so excited that they roared endlessly.

"Your Majesty, I think we should record this matter in the book of great hatred." Thorglin's Recording Clerk Hate suggested.

"Enough!" The Supreme King screamed and quieted everyone. Thorglin clenched his fists and hammered his throne of power hard, seeming to endure the anger with all his strength: "This incident is caused by the dwarves, we do Do your best, because it’s not a wise thing to write about this kind of hate book. The trivial hatred will only make the dwarves perish. The dwarves no longer have the ability to fight for revenge with Pointy Ears. We have to tell who It’s our main enemy, it’s green skin, it’s chaos, not high-precision!"

The dwarves were all angry, but they could only be forced to admit that the Supreme King made sense, and the Chief Engineer Broxen was furious: "But...just forget the dwarves? When did the dwarves become vassals with pointed ears? ?My Supreme King?"

"Dwarves have never become vassals of pointed ears! Brockson!" Thorglin pressed his anger and shook his head: "Stupid pointed ears, for thousands of years, they have not been able to understand the power of gratitude and contract. This is what human beings Better."

"Let them go, let them save their little queen." The Supreme King said in a deep voice, "The dwarves have fulfilled their responsibilities, and now it's their turn to figure out their own way. No dwarf warrior will attract the undead for them. Attention, no dwarven heavy artillery will help them suppress the enemy and deal with those giant constructs, and no dwarf ranger will lead them in the mountains. The dwarves have completed our mission. Let them deal with the undead by themselves, dwarves. , Won't come again."

"Now, class teacher." Supreme King Thorgrin ordered: "Send a messenger to the Angland clan, and we are heading towards Bafeng Mountain. I am going to meet Bellegar and Komanik. First, check the network gateway hub and Bafeng Mountain. What is the status quo, and at the same time see how well his dwarf colossus has been restored, and when he can go into battle."

"Yes!"

…………I am the dividing line where the dwarves will not come…………

"We almost failed." Little Queen Elissa was bound in a cold Tomb King's coffin and transported back to Nagashza. The Lich King Akhan said to Manfred, "It's just one shot away. Little bit, this time, you finally showed your value. When the master is resurrected, I will truthfully tell him."

"Cough, cough, cough~" Manfred stopped pretending at this time. The last vampire Count was vomiting blood. There were multiple wounds on his body, and his face was extremely hideous: "Really, thanks to the Lich King. Kindly, my heart is... ahem, yeah."

In fact, Manfred was the one who fell in the wind in the battle with Isalion. He was able to repel Isalion completely by the environment covered by the wind of death in Nagashza, and the extraordinary physique of the vampire. It has the ability to recover, and the special physique that the zombie dragon is also not afraid of injury.

"Next, what should I do." The Lich King Akhan looked at the sleeping Alisala in the coffin, his voice hesitated.

Don't look at Nagashza repelling the offensive of the high-precision dwarf coalition, but in fact the loss of the undead army is far more severe than the opponent.

Up to now, there are still hundreds of places burning in the entire city of Nagashzha. That is the blazing sun fire on the Tyrion Angyang Flame Sword. Every place on fire requires the necromancer to use ten times and one hundred times. Power to fight it out.

At the same time, Tairitian and his elite squad smashed through more than a dozen courtyards and several floors of buildings in Nagashza. There were evaporated bone **** everywhere, leaving behind the twenty undead regiments in Nagashza. The loss was more than half, and a dozen necromancers were beheaded by Tyrion himself, and Gul fell under Tyrion's sword. It would take Arkhan a lot of time to repair it.

The worst thing is that the ritual altar and scene of the resurrection of the dead Lord Nagash were irreparably and irreparably destroyed by the Sun Flame Sword in Tyrion's hands. The high-precision war lord apparently discovered this The use of the altar, and use the artifact in his hand to completely destroy it.

Arkhan stretched his hand across the broken statues and ancient runes on the ritual altar, and there was a rare trace of sadness in his voice: "This altar is completely ruined. We need to change the place for the ceremony."

"Ahem... can't it be repaired?" Manfred rolled his eyes, and he had an idea.

"It is completely destroyed and cannot be repaired. It is impossible to rebuild a new one in a short time." Akehan sighed: "And this place is not easy to stay anymore. High-precision will come again sooner or later."

"It's better to go to Sylvania. I have already formed a large army of undead, and our von Kastein family has also prepared an altar to resurrect the Lord of the dead in Dunkenhof Castle for hundreds of years. We can prepare the ceremony there." Manfred proposed.

Akhan hesitated.

It was to return to his black tower, attract the attention of Setra and the tomb kings, and prepare to fight the eternal emperor in the largest desert battle in history.

Or follow Manfred's advice and move to the Imperial Sylvania province to deal with Emperor Karl-Franz and his imperial allies?

After weighing the pros and cons, Akhan made a decision.

It is still the Empire and his mortal army, to deal with some.

Moreover, a large number of recruits can also be obtained.