Warhammer Throne

Estalia in May can already feel a bit of heat.

The Twilight sisters are actually not very interested in leaving Brittany, and the generals and bureaucrats of Ryan's lineage actually don't approve of Devonhill's risk of leaving the country.

However, in this matter, the Green Knight, who has always been very strict in control, spoke. The half-length of the kingdom and the incarnation of the knight's virtues indicate that a boy must be tempered in the flames of war to grow into a man.

Frederick, across from the mountain, is only 19 years old this year, and is already an excellent general who has played more than twenty games.

On the back of the forest dragon, Devinhill looked down.

I saw dense crowds huddled together, fleeing northward along the road. Horse-drawn carts, ox carts, trolleys and even trailers had completely blocked the road. Humans crowded each other, vying for one another.

how many people? Devinhill can't figure it out, because the long road and the crowd have almost no end, and Estalia, which is on the plain, is naturally not only roads can pass, on both sides of the road, there are more crowds.

"Many humans, I can feel their fear. These people have lost their courage and the courage to face powerful enemies." Nestra looked at the panicking humans with compassion: "They must regain their beliefs. "

"Otherwise, there is only death, or it is more terrifying than death." Alohan said.

"The plague is spreading here." Nestra added: "If we don't take action, then the only outcome is destruction."

"Destruction is not bad, and we can do a great job soon." Alohan licked his lips.

"You must control yourself, Alohan!"

"You must also control your sympathy, Nestla!"

Devonhill had now learned to shield the sisters from habitual quarrels, and the young baron focused all his attention below.

The single-scope saw that a group of young couples were pulling a pair of children and fleeing in panic. Perhaps all their wealth was on the carriage behind them. In this chaotic era, the husband had to take out his weapons. -A stabbing sword and a musket are used to drive away anyone who covets the family's property, while the mother sits on the carriage and looks at everyone with a vigilant look.

Only the boy focused his gaze on the sky, and he soon discovered it.

Groups of falcons, a team of Breton Royal Pegasus knights and forest dragons flew above the sky!

Here comes the Bretons! We are saved!

Cheers echoed in the crowd. Seeing this scene, Duke Casson couldn't help but waved his hands high in the sky, and he immediately received more cheers.

But Devonshire couldn't show any smile. The Baron knew deeply that they had no effect at all. Moreover, the Twilight Sisters were willing to come, just for the sake of Ryan and his face. .

As for Duke Casson, his team of Royal Pegasus knights is indeed powerful, but this group of people...don’t regard their own as the lord, they just stop by to see the excitement, and it can even be said that to some extent, they are here to inspect themselves in advance. Of the new territory.

No matter how loyal Duke Casson was to his father and his family, he was still a knight noble after all... Devonshire smiled bitterly in his heart.

Father, your prestige and strength are too high, too high and too high. Your personal prestige has completely overwhelmed the prestige of the kingdom. It is you that everyone obeys, you admire you, and you agree with it. Not the throne!

This group of air forces headed towards the entire capital of Estalia, Magritte.

Two days later, the group finally arrived in Magritte.

At this time, the great city of the past is in chaos, and the Duke of Magritte Lucio-the sun-watcher and his heir Felipe-the baron the sun-watcher have no idea where they are going.

At the Magritte’s State Guest House, the dragon landed and the Royal Pegasus knights lined up in two rows. A group of knights welcomed Devonhill's arrival. There was a square table in the middle of the State Guest House.

On the other side of the table sat Enzo Moretti, Grand Instructor of the Magritte Order.

If anyone still has the impression, this Enzo Moretti had contact with Ryan. When Ryan came to look for the Seagod Trident, he had reached a truce with Ryan and others.

"My Baron, at this time, you brought this person to Magritte. We really don't know whether we should be happy or what other expressions we would use to welcome you." Enzo Moretti and Ten Years ago, he was a little older, but still very energetic. Behind him, a group of Magritte knights in gorgeous armor lined up in a row. The great tutor spread his hands: "As far as I know, the letter of help is early. It's all sent out."

"I'm here to specifically assess the situation." Devinhill clasped his fingers together, and the Baron sat in the position. He looked very serious: "Listen to me, Grand Mentor Moretti, we have also met in history. After this situation, it was during the Chiyan Expedition and the Arab Jihad. We also worked together to fight the enemy together. The Arab desert people once pushed Magritte into a desperate situation. It was very bad, but we still won. The final victory, isn't it?"

"But this time the situation is different, my baron, do you understand the situation?" Enzo Moretti and the Magritte Knights behind him all looked at Devin Hill with strange eyes. , This young baron seemed very immature.

"Situation, what's the situation?" Devinhill read a different taste from Enzo Moretti's face.

Enzo Moretti hesitated for a while, seeming to be weighing something, but then he laughed at himself, and then told Devonhill the news: "Okay, okay, I can’t keep it for long, tell you Well, my baron, in fact, the Lord Lucio, the Duke of the Sunwatcher, and his heir Felipe, the Lord, the Sunwatcher, have all died in battle!"

"What?!!!" Devonshire's eyes widened.

Yes, the ruler of Magritte, the most important city in Estalia, the sunstrider...cough cough, the main bloodline of the sunwatcher family must be severed.

As mentioned in the previous article, after learning that the "strange beastman" had destroyed Tobalo, the Duke of Magritte Lucio-the sun-watcher and his two sons decided to use Magritte's army to support Unfortunately, the city had already fallen halfway, and it was attacked by Skaven.

In the Rebellion Army, the Magritte Knights, Eagle Knights, and Righteous Spear Knights fought **** battles to protect the Duke’s family. However, they were outnumbered. In the Rebellion Army, both Lucio and Felipe were killed Killed by the Cavan warlord, the difference is that Lucio was struck by the lightning of the Skaven Ratman Engineer Warlock, and his whole body was burned to black charcoal, while Felipe was cut into "a cutter like a hamster wheel." Several paragraphs.

The arrogant Duke Lucio wanted to rely on "conquering the Beastmen" to establish prestige and feats but failed, but he died together with his two sons.

In order to prevent the resistance from completely disintegrating, Enzo Moretti, the Magritte Knights' Grand Master, had to order the news of his death to be concealed.

The Southern Kingdom still believes that it has been attacked by "special beasts".

Of course, due to the desperate resistance of the knights and the death of all members of the Duke’s Private Guard in this battle, the Skaven also suffered a huge loss, and temporarily stopped for a rest (by the way, a few large-scale human banquets were held).

"Very good." After Devonshire hesitated for a while, the Baron regained his composure. He pondered for a minute: "This is not just right, my great mentor, you have taken over the entire city, all the finances, the army, Order, am I right?"

"Yes, for the time being, it won't last long." Enzo nodded.

"So long, tell us, tell us Bretons, you, and these Magritte knights, how do you plan to fight back?" Devinhill said softly, "I need to hear the plan."

"Plan? No plan." The grand tutor spread his hands and tilted his head.

"No plan?!" Devinhill stretched out his head first, the baron opened his mouth, and finally even laughed: "Ha ~ God, don't tell me, the knight brothers who have experienced the Arab holy war We actually degenerate to this point?"

"Listen, our country is also facing a huge threat now. Thousands of Norsca long ships are constantly attacking our north shore. Within the territory, wild orcs and greenskins frequently appear. Come to support you in the endless debate. The virtues of chivalry restrain us, but there is no doubt that the virtues of defending our homeland are based on chivalrous spirit. If we can't even defend our homeland, how can we reach out to you? How about helping?" Devin Hill looked embarrassed, with an expression of "I'm doing this for you," and he said something awe-inspiring and actually baseless.

Standing behind Devin Hill, Nestra almost laughed. This man, speaking like this, was exactly like his mother, Queen Sulia.

But Alohan had a cold face, and she had a headache when she thought of the harsh mentor of the Green Knight.

"Listen, my baron, we really want to fight back. Of course we don’t want to lose our city, our country, but the previous failure has cost us our capital. Only 8,000 of the 20,000 troops survived, and finally returned. Until Magritte is willing to hold on to less than 2,000 people!" Enzo was so angry that he closed his eyes: "Every sword in the city has been taken away. What defense do we rely on? We rely on more than a thousand in the warehouse. Swords, spears, and shields? Do you rely on the grandfather-class artillery on our walls that have been dozens or even hundreds of years old? Or do you organize militias? I checked the barracks, and there were not even two hundred breastplates inside!"

Devonshire was stunned.

Only Duke Casson nodded slightly. He knew the situation in Estalia. Simply put, Estalia’s peace was too long, too long, too long. Since the Arabi Holy War, he has never experienced it again here. After the war.

In Estalia, the army is closer to the guard of honor, and the folk martial arts are extremely weak. Even the popular fencing and swordsmanship is more of a kind of "performance" and "competition" rather than actual combat training.

The most terrible thing is that the Estalians have a habit.

They never wear armor!

The reason is very simple. The sword competition emphasizes speed, dexterity, agility and lightness. Of course, no armor is worn!

Therefore, Estalya’s army wears few armors, and the number of armors in stock is extremely small.

If it weren't for the Magritte Knights, Eagle Knights and Righteous Spear Knights who still had the habit of wearing armor, Estalia would have been destroyed and perished by the Skaven!

Not to mention the firearms problem. The 500 new fire blasters ordered from Nuer have been lost in the previous battle. Enzo Moretti can find only 300 spare fire blasts. Due to the long-term lack of firearms. Maintenance and maintenance, of which about 30% can not be used, Magritte has about 200 defense artillery, most of them are grandpa style, some have not been used for hundreds of years, the most terrible thing is that Enzo inspected the shell warehouse. .

The warehouse was full of wooden boxes, but all of them were filled with stones. Only the ten boxes at the door and corridor were filled with cannonballs.

Coming out of the State Guest House, Devonshire's face was pale: "We don't need to stay here anymore. Go back and tell everyone that we are ready to snipe the Skaven's army at Billy Barry, while welcoming Estalia's army. Refugee."

"Fortunately, there is one more person in Brittany who can take over all this with integrity."

The Bretons came and went fast. The Twilight Sisters left their contribution. An air raid, two teams of Falcons’ Kunos shot a volley of Iktor Claws out of the Scavenger’s range. After the carefully designed and manufactured 17 dimensional stones were bombarded into **** by lightning, Devonshire retreated immediately.

At the same time, Enzo Moretti, the grand tutor of the Knights of Magritte, formally ordered the abandonment of Magritte.

Hundreds of thousands of refugees, under the protection and supervision of the knights of the Knights, came towards Brittany.

...I escape the shameful and useless dividing line...

The Estalians gave up Magritte when they began to flee north.

Silver Mountains, Eternal Peak, Infinite Peak, Karaz-A-Karak, the capital of the dwarves.

A meeting of dwarven kings has just ended.

The High King Thorgrin-the grudger was very annoyed. He sat on the Dwarf Throne in the Throne Hall, unable to recover for a long time.

He was furious at the cowardice and escape of the dwarves.

In this meeting of dwarven kings, several dwarven kings actually publicly proposed an idea-to close all the dwarven city fortresses, keep the door behind, and ignore external affairs.

Granny is on, how did our dwarves become like this?

The High King rejected this issue in the most fierce way.

However, when the Supreme King proposed an idea that was to abandon some unimportant dwarven fortresses and gather forces on Eternal Peak to prepare for the final battle, it was met with unanimous opposition from all the dwarven kings.

Among them, Bellegar was the most opposed. The King of the Eight Peaks yelled at Thorgrin, saying that you are not a real dwarf at all, and no dwarf will abandon his homeland. If the dwarf really wants to usher in his last moment, then He Belega will accept it calmly, instead of giving up the Bafeng Mountain Fortress that he had gone through all the hardships to get back.

Emotionally speaking, Thorgrin can understand Bellegar’s decision, but from the dwarf’s grand strategy, cooperation is strong, and division is weak. Bellegar’s decision to come out first to resist Thorgrin makes him unwilling to accept it. The commanding dwarven kings all opposed, especially the Butcher King, Haimenguan King, and Bailiuguan King the most fierce.

This made Thorglin's plan bankrupt, and to make matters worse, was so affected that the dwarven kings left one after another angrily.

"It's shameful to run away, but it's useful, it's shameful to escape, and it's useless." Thorglin sat on the throne, and the High King sighed softly: "It seems that our Eternal Peak will only be in the next war. I can rely on my own strength."

"Let them come!" Brockson, the chief engineer of the dwarves, became annoyed: "They will need Eternal Peak's help, and they will regret today's rudeness!"

"Don't talk about it." Thorglin-the grievant sighed: "What's the situation with the colossus?"

"After many adjustments, I can go into battle, but I hope I can have some time to continue to fine-tune it." Brockson nodded.

"You will get those time." The Supreme King thought of those giant statues, and felt a little bit more confident in his heart.

Granny, Grimmnir, and Valaya are here, thank you for leaving such a rich legacy to the dwarves.

If these colossus can be used properly, maybe... there is hope.