Warhammer Throne

In the summer of 2522 in the imperial calendar, Rick led the village of smirk.

The young blacksmith Woten is building weapons for the nearby baron.

Quenching, tempering, forging, Wo Teng sweats profusely, but his attention is not on forging, but listening to the chat of two knight masters outside who are waiting for delivery.

"Have you heard? Kislov is dead."

"Hurt, what the hell, Charlemagne's ass, when is this news? Isn't Kislov dead long ago?"

"No, of course I know that the old witch Katalyn and her Kislov perished a few years ago. What I said is that Kislov has been lost now! Defeated and retreated towards the northern border."

"Oh, you said this, yes, Charlemagne is on it, this time the Yankee is coming aggressively. It is said that the scale of the Yankee this time is even more than the number of great jihads!"

"His Majesty’s 60,000 reinforcements went to the front, but according to the news, only 40,000 soldiers arrived at the front. The situation on the road is terribly difficult to describe in words." Another knight said: "There are beasts everywhere, Draco. Wald Forest, Tarabek's full collar, and of course the damned Auster collar and Ostmark, there are traces of the activities of cultists and beasts everywhere, blatantly running wildly, burning and plundering at will."

"There is also the plague, and the starvation of insufficient supply. It has been two years in a row. Grain production has been reduced on a large scale. Everyone can't get enough to eat. Now only the most **** merchants and high lords still have considerable food in the warehouses."

"It's no wonder that the soldiers either fleeed under the endless harassment of the Beastmen, or they couldn't afford to be ill under the torture of the plague, or such a difficult environment made them run away."

"Hey, didn't you mean, across the mountain, our allies have a lot of grain in stock?"

"Hurt, it's not for us! So who and who, aren't they all the same? One son and two daughters!"

"Also, it is said that those chivalrous patients are kind and helpful, and they have accepted millions of refugees from Estalia!"

"What? One million!"

"Yes, a population of one million, more than 300,000 young and strong, the Estalian knights, at the cost of almost all of them, drove 120 kilometers with refugees within 5 days, and they fought. While retreating, he was almost dead, and Charlemagne was on it. These knights are all good. If it weren't for them, it is estimated that one million people would not have retreated to the other side of the mountain."

"What about withdrawing to the other side of the mountain? Are they willing to join the Knight Kingdom and become second-class people?"

"That's not possible, but don't forget, it's in Brittania, but there is an orthodox heir! The son of the sun-watcher family, Juan Carlos-sun-watcher, the great baron of the Sun King, He is now transformed into the Grand Duke of Estalia under the support of the group of Estalian knights. It is said that he is about to establish Vichyesta with the support of the Bretons. Leah!'"

"Tsk tusk tusk, can this Estalian agree?"

"Why can't you agree? Juan-the sun-watcher is the blood of the orthodox sun-watcher family! The strength and reputation are good, and he will be the ecumenical and leader, which can be accepted by the Estalians and the Bretonians. Accept, maybe, in the future, Estalia will unite with Bretania~"

Listening to what was said outside, Wo Teng was really uncomfortable.

Ryan, he played a big game of chess. Did he expect this moment when he took Juan as his subordinate?

Damn, the empire is very weak now, and there is no chance to intervene in the affairs of the Southern Kingdom! Watten has a hunch that it will not take long for Brittany to officially declare a union with Estalia.

"Hey, blacksmith! Have you finished it?" The two knights finished talking, and asked a little impatiently about Woten who was hammering iron.

"I'll be ready soon. Let me pack my things and go with you." The work in Wo Teng's hands is also finished.

"Oh~" The two knights didn't make him too embarrassed, and motioned for him to continue.

Even in the most enlightened and most developed Rick collar, there is still a strict class between the nobles and the common people. The common people must never talk back to the aristocrats or make hands. Faced with the interrogation of the aristocrats or their vassals, even free people must Respectfully use the standard sentence pattern: "Return to the adults..." "Yes, adults." "Ok, adults" and similar formats.

But there are three kinds of people. The nobles will respect a little bit. The first is a priest, who holds clerical and religious duties. The second is a craftsman, such as craftsmen, blacksmiths, carpenters, tailors, etc., and the third It is the property owners or bureaucrats such as innkeepers, local merchants, village heads, tax collectors, etc.

Watten is the second type of person. This young man has a good hand and a good tool. Baron Raymond of Lansbard appreciates his craftsmanship. He often orders weapons, and the two knights will naturally not look for him. trouble.

There has always been a shortcut to becoming a knight. The blacksmith or the blacksmith's son is regarded by the knight master as a sergeant who follows the knight master to fight and repairs equipment. After he has made a battle, civilians will become knights.

After finishing the packing, he loaded the inventory in the workshop on the carriage, and Woten followed the footsteps of the two knights and followed a group of retinues to the Baron's Castle in Lancebad.

The Baron’s castle is not big, and Woten delivered the goods, took a small bag of silver and copper coins, ordered the number, and was about to leave.

"It's not good!" A guard came in suddenly outside: "My Baron! There are a group of Chaos Cultists and Beastmen war gang nearby, attacking the nearby village!"

"What? You are so close to the castle?" Baron Raymond said in surprise.

Watten stood behind his courtiers and soldiers, silent.

"Well, just right. It is said that the legendary fighting priest, the prophet and the reformer of the Church of Justice, Luther Hus, and the new chanter Alfred are nearby. As long as we fight this battle well, let Your Majesty has seen it, and my Lansbard family will definitely be sealed!" Baron Raymond suddenly thought of something and said full of fighting spirit.

"Quickly, send someone to invite His Excellency Luther-Huss and His Excellency Alfred!"

A messenger rushed out to deliver the letter.

But the situation in the Baron’s Castle is really not good. Many troops have responded to the call to the north to resist the Chaos tide. The number of defenders is not more than a hundred. Baron Raymond hurriedly summoned the army while making an order in anguish. Move out of the stored food in the castle-if you really can't beat the Beastman, then use meat and wine for a while. If the Beastman is full, the desire to fight will be weakened. They like meat and wine the most.

Wo Teng looked angry inside! There is food in the Baron’s castle, but he would rather feed it to the orcs than distribute some to the commoners who are struggling with hunger!

The greed of the nobles, the indulgences of the church, the ignorance and hunger of the peasants at the bottom, all these made Wo Teng feel like a knife.

It can't go on like this!

Wo Teng stood up suddenly, and the strong blacksmith shouted at the crowd: "My baron, everyone, I have a way!"

"Shut up, we are discussing major military issues. How can you speak for a little blacksmith!" Baron Raymond was in a normal mood. He was even more angry when he heard the blacksmith dared to interject.

"But, Alfred and Luther Hus, I know both." Woten has yet to say.

Baron Raymond was even more impatient: "Damn, the little blacksmith in the mere smirk village, dare to speak up!"

"With eyes and no beads, don't regret it!" Wu Teng immediately turned around in anger and planned to leave, only to find a young girl stopped in front of him. Her name was Alice, the daughter of the baron. She had several contacts with Wu Teng. Some favors.

When the girl came up, she slapped Wo Teng's face with a slap: "Asshole, how did you talk to your father? With this slap, you have no respect for slaps!"

"You..." Wo Teng was taken aback for a moment.

"What do you call me?" Another slap.

"Love... Alice?"

"What do you call me?" Still slapped.

"Lady..." Woten was forced to use the honorific title.

"Remember, we let you, a little blacksmith, have today's status and participate in discussing major events. You are not worthy!" the girl said unceremoniously.

"Good point!" A young knight on the scene followed with a smile: "Three years now, I am still an ordinary blacksmith, without any progress, just this, dare you have an idea about Alice? Itis'Angelsflyoutofyourass' Flying out of your chrysanthemum means that the toad wants to eat swan meat)!"

Wo Teng clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead skyrocketed: "Shut up, the previous few times the Beastmen and Chaos believers raged, I led someone to stop it!"

"Only you? Woten? A trash who only knows how to strike iron, loser!" The knight present laughed.

"Come here, drive this blacksmith out of the castle!"

"Huh, don't wait for this place!" Wo Teng walked directly out.

"Reverse, reverse! Leaving this castle, the entire Lansbad, there is no place for you!"

"Report ~ Great chanter of the Church of Justice, Lord Alfred is here!" The guard came in from outside.

"Quickly, go out to meet him." Baron Raymond hurriedly led out to greet him.

The new great chanter of the Church of Justice, Alfred, who is under one person and more than 10,000 people, is dressed in a red robe. Behind him stands a row of Knights of the Hospitaller. Baron Raymond and others hurried out to pay their respects, but Alfred Just stared at Wo Teng: "You, you are..."

"..." Wo Teng was silent.

"Your Excellency Watten, the three-year period has come, please follow me back to the Empire and take over the Church of Justice!" Alfred strode forward, then knelt on one knee.

"Ah?!" Everyone was stunned there.

"Your Excellency Luther Hus is here too!" someone shouted. Luther Hus and a group of ascetics also felt the scene. The reformer of the Church of Justice immediately knelt on one knee without saying a word: "Charlie Emperor Man! When the empire is in distress, please go back with me immediately and be crowned emperor again!"

"Huh??" Baron Raymond and the others looked dull, and Alice came up and said blankly: "Woten...just a little blacksmith led by Baron Lansbard!"

"Presumptuous! How dare to speak to Charlemagne like this, and all reinforcements will be invalid!" Luther Huss shouted fervently, and then knelt down again: "Lord of the Twin-Tailed Comet, welcome your return!"

"Congratulations on the return of Comet Twin Tails!" The Justice Church army shouted in unison.

In the distance, the chaotic forces were faintly visible, and Wo Teng gently took out his pair of hammers for ironing, and walked onto the battlefield alone.

The sacred golden light began to envelope the warrior, the sky split, and the colorful light scattered. All over his body, the light from Charlemagne flashed, and the first hammer began to burn until the trail of the flame formed a double tail. The shape of the comet, and then the second hammer.

The followers of Nurgle and the Beasts were the first to see Watten who tried to challenge them alone. These Chaosists and the Beasts were ecstatic at first, but when the first wave of Nurgle followers and horned beasts rushed up, they blinked at the hammer of Woten. After being smashed into fleshy and bone slag, this joy immediately turned into fear. The Beastman and Beastmaster, a big horned beast in iron armor, came out, half-tilted and charged towards Wo Teng.

Wo Teng was completely fearless, the twin-tailed comet flashed in flames, and with just one blow, the Big Horn beast crashed to the ground. The power of the comet was smashed with the sledgehammer, and the skull of the beast king burst open and crashed down.

The followers of Nurgle were still screaming, Woten raised the hammer, and the fire of the comet burned away, burning all the followers of Nurgle to ashes, and the Beastman war gang fled in panic upon seeing this.

Watten stood there, the divine light belonging to Charlemagne enveloped him, and the power of the twin-tailed comet was burning.

"No, it's impossible, Twin-tailed Comet, you, you are..." The ancient legend resounded from everyone present.

At the moment of empire's crisis, Charlemagne and Ludwig the savior, the two greatest emperors in the history of the empire, will return as a twin-tailed comet to save the empire.

"Mr. Watten, the believers of Nurgle have already broken the law, the Beastman and Beastmaster beheaded on the spot, Lansbard is in control, what to do with Baron Raymond, please order!" Seeing this scene, Alfred and Lu There is no doubt that Ser Hus declares allegiance to Woten.

Behind Alfred and Lutherhus, the religious army, secular army and fanatics of about a thousand people all knelt down.

Watten accepted the etiquette frankly, and he turned his eyes to the direction of Brunswick, the capital of the empire, and the little blacksmith looked far away.

In the midst of the attention, the eyes of Charlemagne's Chosen turned and the corners of his mouth crooked.

The Empire, your God of War, is back!

…………I am the God of War of the Empire of Comet with Two Tails…………

The news of Wo Teng's turning out soon spread throughout the empire. At this most critical moment, the empire seemed to be facing a terrible split.

Luther-Huss publicly announced that the church is decayed and decayed. The sinful things such as indulgences should be swept into the garbage dump. Now, the reincarnation of the real Emperor Charlemagne has appeared. He is the little blacksmith in the village of Smirking, Wo Teng!

Luther Hus’s declaration was not welcomed in all quarters, but there were still countless believers who defected to Hus’s command and saw the grace of the reincarnation of the emperor of mankind, the birthmark of the twin-tailed comet on Woten’s body, and The sacred light that enveloped him and the blazing fire of the twin-tailed comet all said it all. Soon, there were thousands of farmers, freedmen, priests and soldiers, even wizards and religious knights. The "Protestant Army" immediately moved towards Brunswick! These people have long been extremely dissatisfied with the indulgences and the series of measures taken by the Church of Justice, and now the return of the emperor is providing them with a reason to resist!

The empire’s powerful and acting archbishop Esme III publicly accused Luther-Huss and Woten as liars and pagans.

The two sides fought several times, and this war is also known as the "Hussite War".

But in any case, Watten and others are getting closer to Brunswick, while the emperor and the rulers of the empire are arguing fiercely in the parliament, which will determine the fate of Watten and...the fate of the empire.

On the other side, Juan Carlos-Sunwatcher is in a small town in southern Brittania, in the Magritte Knights’ Grand Instructor Enzo Moretti, and the five Grey Knight recruits Petain and Xiafei , Fuxi, Pershing, McMahon watched, officially announced the temporary appointment of the Duke of Magritte.

Since Juan’s court and command headquarters were located in the town of Vichy in the northern part of the Principality of Kacassonne, this regime was also known as the "Principality of Vichy".