Warhammer Throne

In the battlefield of flesh and blood, Kalad was thinking about everything about himself.

He is leading a powerful assault team, taking advantage of the Chaos Army’s innate fear of Ryan and the unexpected offensive, the blade storm surrounding him smashed the limbs of the beasts, just like the soldiers behind him. It was also like a madman, shouting inspiring slogans to kill indiscriminately.

The Hemgart Plague Group of five followed Karad. Although these five were all fighting on foot, it seemed that the five of them were simply undefeated soldiers.

The wild orcs were broken into groups, the cowardly horned beasts desperately fled, the horned beasts and the big horned beasts were in a panic.

Marago, the dark prophet led by the orcs, couldn’t think of how Karad really dared to bring 1,000 people to their army of tens of thousands in the morning. This is known as the oracle of the four chaos gods, the doomsday judgment of mankind. The guy who is also the incarnation of the nightmare across the entire ancient forest should be the nemesis of mankind, especially the enemy who is good at dealing with the power of faith.

The power of Marago is filthy. Any of its spells can turn the light of the priest’s magic into the shadow of chaos. The dark prophet only likes to blaspheme the power of the gods of the old world, from the broken flesh of the priest to the nuns. Desperate screams, from the fragments of God's Bible book to the burning and destruction of deities and shrines, by the order of the four gods, Marago's only goal is to blaspheme all the gods of order.

For the imperial army, Malago with countless predatory birds flying down from the smoky sky is a sign of a terrible disaster. In front of Malago, the bravest guards abandoned the impenetrable walls. , The most brave fighters also knelt down in the mud and faced a fiasco.

But today, the famous Kalad is here.

In a confrontation with Kalad, the Beastmaster of the Great Horned Beasts of the Beastman and the human castrate died on the spot. When the filthy beast blood sprayed on Kalad, he was instantly purified by the halo of the gods of the lake fairies. The Beastmaster was cut off by Karad's entire arm and was wounded and defeated. The Beastmaster of Rickwald's Bighorn was slashed by Karad and bleeding. The Breton Marshal was directly in the enemy's line. Hack and kill, all the way through is like entering no one's land.

"Marshal Shenwu!"

"The marshal is mighty!"

The Bretonian soldiers saw Calade so strong and confident, and a thousand people fought like ten thousand people. The beasts were killed and the Chaos Army was in chaos, and the Yankees shouted " Ryan is here! Karad is here!" Just fleeing.

But at this time, Kalad was thinking.

The world has become different, the final moment is happening, and the mortal world is falling into misery.

Once upon a time, Calade was very painful. He can still remember everything he has experienced, losing his mother, losing his brother, losing his father, losing his teacher who respected his brother and father, and losing his sister, in the first few decades of life. , Karad really lost too much.

Only the title remains, the Count of Carament from the Duchy of Bastogne.

And this damned kingdom of knights, where the nobles are aggressive, greedy and decayed, their territories are poor and weak, and they are devastated. The serfs are struggling in pain and despair. poverty.

Until the appearance of Ryan.

"I always seek a goal." Amidst the **** storm, Karad muttered silently, the Breton legend did not stain a trace of blood, and he smiled: "A bright future."

"Now, I have got it." Calad's mouth grinned slightly, and he looked to the northeast, where Charlemagne's throne, the heart of the empire, may not be able to reverse everything and be qualified to participate in the gods. Game, but at least he can contribute his own strength to this dim contest.

Once upon a time, Calade thought that the so-called chivalry spirit and the rising space that serfs wanted could not coexist. Once upon a time, Calade thought that the so-called chivalry spirit and the interests of the nobility were destined to be only the positive and negative sides of the coin. Are his teachings no longer suitable for this era?

Ryan gave him the answer.

Is chivalry out of date?

No, no, never, chivalry always exists there, and the brilliance of humanity always exists there.

People have changed.

The Holy Grail is always there, and the lady always holds the Holy Grail, waiting for the brave who practice the eight virtues to come to her and accept her test.

What does the Holy Grail represent? The supreme status, great strength, long life, and the highest degree of self-identity.

The kingdom of knights is revived, prosperous, full of military virtues, Kalad gains both fame and fortune, becoming a Holy Grail, becoming a Marquis, marrying a wife and having children, and becoming a marshal. He can realize his ideals without hindering him from getting the share he deserves. Reward.

"It should have been drinking, eating, singing, singing, and then doing things." This is Ryan's teaching: "Moral is used to demand oneself, not to demand others."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Calad kicked the Spurs, and the marshal, who had always been serious and calm, kept smiling.

Then, go ahead.

"Garament Karad is here! If you are not afraid of death, come out to me!"

"Follow the Marshal~Follow the Marshal!!!" Wu Xiaoqiang followed closely, and the Bretonian warriors screamed.

On the battlefield, Karad personally rushed back and forth to kill, and Sir Amanrik was in charge of sweeping the chaos remnants in the rear.

So what is Diego doing?

The flesh and blood of the chaos warrior hissed in the storm, exuding intense blood and eternal anger. A drizzle of rust and dust spilled from the kaleidoscope sky, tapping his Gray Knight's armor, piled up under the boots of the Great Master of Gray Knight, making a rustle of footsteps.

Although restricted to a large extent, Diego still acted recklessly in the Chaos Army. The sword of Titan penetrated the chests of the Chaos warriors like lightning, and the entire gang of evil fanatics was under the leadership of Lucius. Fighting with Diego alone, Lucius the Indestructible’s Ral sword passed through Diego’s head, and then the great mentor threw a punch and turned the famous wicked madman upside down. His face was beaten in half.

The sword's edge swept across, and three heads flew up into the sky.

"Yes! That's it, it's this Modo Modo, let the pain Modo Modo~" Lucius felt his pain, the face of the Immortal showed ecstasy, he was enjoying the pain, and behind him , The dirty purple cans of the Nashikai team swarmed up, and the two Terminators pulled the trigger towards Diego. The heavy noise cannon not only smashed Diego’s psychic shield, but also shattered the ten behind him. Several mortal soldiers broke down into pieces on the spot.

"You all go elsewhere, I will deal with this group of people!" Diego immediately signaled the mortals to step away. This is not the war they should face, and the mortals are not yet ready to face this level of battle.

"Everyone go up for me! Kill him for me!" Lucius didn't care about that much. He signaled that the entire battle group besieged the Grey Knight Supreme Instructor, and he was going to do it today.

And frightened by the terrifying power of Diego’s soaring sky, the silver flame burning on his body, the giant sword in his hand, the sword banner in the book behind him, and the iron halo behind him, no one questioned him anymore. "For their true identity, the Chaos Army couldn't conceal fear, and fled watching the wind.

Seeing this battle, Chan Eike, the champion of Tricky God’s Choice, was scared, but couldn’t say on his face. He immediately ordered all members of the Raven Guard Corps under his command to surround himself with the Warriors of Tricky God’s Choice and guard him in a circular shape. At the same time, he began to chant the Great Chaos Mantra Doomsday Judgment. While he chanted the Doomsday Judgment, the other two hands were still writing spells on the pamphlet very quickly by handwriting, and he was summoning the Tricky Demon Army.

Calad rushed out and then rushed out. Sir Amanrik, who was also covered in blood, shouted at Calad, "Did you see that?"

"Which one?" Karad continued to fight for several hours. It was close to noon, and he didn't react for a moment.

"That!" Amanrik swung his sword and slashed a chaos warrior. He pointed to Zaneike, who was protected by an entire army of treacherous warriors on the hillside, and roared: "We must interrupt him. Cast spells, otherwise we will fail in this battle!"

Karad really felt that a huge storm was gathering around Zaneck. Before the Marshal of Breton had time to speak, Amanrik went on to roar: "Hemgart's artillery can't reach that far! The enemy guards It's too strong, we can't make it!"

"Yes, we can't rush up, but there is something to do." Calade motioned to his subordinates to bounce the signal in his arms to the sky.

The eagle screamed.

A group of falcon cavalry flew out from the sky above Hemgart, and Alaros, led by him, took out three seiya rockets from behind. Behind him, about fifty falcon cavalry bent their bows and tied their bows at the same time.

"Kunos volley!"

Green meteors fell in the sky, and Zaneike's location was blasted with smoke and dust by the hundreds of meteors shot down by Kunos.

"Resolved?" Everyone focused their eyes on the hillside.

The smoke dissipated, Zaneike was still intact, and the champion of Tricky God's Choice laughed loudly.

The big one is coming!

"TMD! Why don't we have anything to stop that son of a **** when the lady is on?" Sir Amanrik roared, the Great Holy Grail of Sanctuary.

"Charlemagne's ASS!" Kluebel, one of the five finalists of Plague in the last days, shouted.

"It's so happy, so happy~ fire~ fire~ continue to burn~" Bright fire witch Sienna created a fountain of flames among the barbarian raiders.

"Araloth's arrows are not good at fighting heavy-armored enemies." Karelian is holding two swords in the chaos warrior: "There must be other tricks!"

"Dear Budding, use your treasure chest to find a way!" The Silver Hammer Order Templar Victor Salzpile shouted hoarsely.

"Granny is on, if I had a way, I would have solved all the plague!" Budding held a rune shotgun to revenge a group of wild orcs into flight: "Look at the Bretons. There is no other way? My holy grail master ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Of course!" Calade took out a flare gun from his arms again, and the Breton Marshal thought I was sending a signal, not a long-range weapon, right?

"Shoo~"

Shadows enveloped the sky.

The Breton dwarf rotor helicopter squadron joins the battlefield!

"Paratrooper One Jade Honest is ready!"

"Paratrooper II Thorgrin is ready!"

"The Mustache Helicopter Squadron is here~"

The propellers turned quickly, and a group of rotary-wing helicopters glided down the gray mountains. The little Sorgreen in the helicopter was wearing goggles on his face and recognizing the signal. He immediately shouted excitedly: "The ground troops applied for the use of armor-breaking. Fuck! Oh, as their allies, we can only satisfy them generously."

"Armor-piercing bullet~"

"Tututu~tututututututututu~" The sulfur revolver on the helicopter fired at the place where Zanyike was located, and eight rotary-wing helicopters burst into flames amidst the cheers of the Bretonians, turning the entire seat. The hillside was shrouded in a bullet storm.

The warriors in the first few rows were beaten to blood by the brimstone machine gun.

It’s not over yet, Jed-The Honest One pulls the lever: "Chaos and Miscellaneous, you have a special express~oh roar~"

The bomb "Big Daddy" hung on the rotor helicopter fell from the air. The logo of the white-bellied puppy with gray fur and red scarf on the surface of the bomb showed a meaningful smile. The hot melt of the halfling cauldron stuck to the armor of the chosen warrior of the strange gods, like a tarsal gangrene, and continued to burn in the armor and flesh until it burned through the body and bones.

Zan Aike’s neighborhood was hit by a big daddy bomb, and the cast of the champion of Tricky God’s Choice was interrupted by an oncoming explosion. The spell backlash made him vomit black blood. Without hesitation, Zan Aike immediately caught him next to him. One of the raven guards in the United States asked him to block the splashing hot solution of the cauldron and watched his subordinates burned to blood in the hot solution. Zan Aike had no other way but to order: "Retreat! Retreat! "

Seizing the opportunity, Calad continued to shout: "Garament Calad is here, who dares to fight me!"

The Chaos Army was finally defeated after receiving the order to retreat.

Even the Eternal God Choosing Aichaun hadn't expected that the large army he sent didn't even stop the vanguard of the Chivalric Crusade.

Thousands broke 50,000, killing chaos and invincible, and the Beastman was frightened.

On this day, the Breton army won a big victory. After all, the Karade army was few people. From the early morning to the afternoon, the soldiers were also very tired. Karad then ordered a brief pursuit and withdrew to Hemgart.

After this battle, many Yankees even had PTSD. They often dreamed that the tricolor and Calad would come and rush with the five strongmen in their dreams. They were shocked and awakened. The guards' burqa (color matching) appeared in the shadows, and every time I saw it, my heart jumped and shivered subconsciously.

Zanek counted the army afterwards and found that he had lost nearly 8,000 people. The champion of the treacherous selection secretly accused Aicharn as a stupid, and he could only lead the army to retreat into the Rikwald Forest and retreat north.

"Hahahaha~"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha~"

At dusk, the ruined castle of the earls in Hemgart, the temporary headquarters of the Breton vanguard.

Several commanders laughed loudly, drank empire stout beer, and ate roasted whole lamb. Sir Amanric, the Great Holy Grail of the Sanctuary, slapped his thigh vigorously: "Today's battle was a great kill! What a pity, if it weren't for Zanai Ke those guys are running fast, whatever the treacherous **** chooses the champion, the dark prophet, or the son of evil, all will die!"

Diego was a little depressed. Today, he was fighting against a whole band of nasty fanatics under Lucius's command. He was besieged and he couldn't let go of his hands and feet. Apart from hacking to death hundreds of the Emperor's sons, Chaos Star Warriors, he had no more gains. , And the curse of Mka the Reborn has not been completely eliminated. Diego can feel that the more his power is used, the greater the power, the stronger the rejection of the mortal world and the attractiveness of the subspace, so he dare not fully open it.

The son also kept in mind the original body's advice not to go forward, so he could only say depressedly: "Yes, almost."

"Victory is gratifying, but don't forget that our main goal is to rescue Brunswick." Calade raised his glass, and the Breton Marshal was covered with sweaty traces: "The current plan is to report the general quickly. Send it to your Majesty in the rear. We will take a break and immediately occupy the front page of the bridge in Bogenhafen, waiting for your Majesty to arrive, and then make the next step."

"Nature." Everyone was convinced.

In this way, according to the scheduled time, after spending more than a month, the main force of the Chivalry Crusade finally reached the end of the Axe Pass at Bogenhafen on the eve of autumn.