Warhammer Throne

When Frederick and his fiancée Noelle and mother Emilia came to the Ludwig Conference Hall of the Braunschweig Palace, the baron soon discovered that the hall had never stood so full. It can be seen that in the past few months, Heilberg has managed to concentrate all the empire's last fighting power that can be mobilized in the capital.

Among the several colleges of the Imperial Royal Wizards, all the deans who could still act were present.

The Supreme Dean of the Sky Academy, the Supreme Nebula Sorcerer Skohn.

Anne Thureston, Supreme Dean of the Emerald (Life) College

Amethyst (Death) Academy Supreme Dean Cemetery Rose Elspes-Draken.

Yes, only these deans are left. Kant, the Supreme Dean of the Guangming Academy, and Cernus Gehrman, the Dean of the Flame Academy, disappeared on the northern front line, and the Supreme Dean Matak of the Amber Academy ran away. The dean of the Shadow Academy didn't know where he was, and naturally the Metal Academy didn't need to say much, the Sol Army of Gelt was still on his way.

Only these three were present.

Of course, Frederick was familiar with Elspeth. He greeted the Cemetery Rose. Cemetery Rose originally looked at everyone present with a deadly expression, but when he saw Frey, he had to hit one. call.

It's not as good as before. The former magic academy can at least put together dozens of legendary powerful wizards, but now there are only two or three kittens.

In terms of religion, Esme III, acting archbishop of the Church of Justice, didn’t know where he was going. Now what is left is the acting archbishop of the acting archbishop, named Eric Fleischer, who is babbling and cursing something. Frederick listened for a while, and roughly meant "We must have someone defending the Cathedral of Justice", "Heilberg, you have no right to conquer everyone", "Many people have not been trained in even one war", "If The emperor would never dare to do this in him".

"You say yes, my baron?" Acting acting archbishop Fleischer finally approached Frederick for a sense of identity.

Frederick smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you lack combat experience. My acting archbishop will soon learn the most valuable combat experience on the battlefield. In the current situation, even if someone wants to skip class, there will be no By chance, do you remember where your warhammer is? You will use it soon."

Fleischer froze for a moment, and the acting acting archbishop whispered in a low voice, "Vickma I X You Ma, Esme X You Leila", and then said sorry to Frederick and motioned to him. Poop.

Going further inside, a large group of imperial generals and knightly masters were present, but most of them were new faces, and there were also a bunch of names that Frederick hadn’t heard of, such as the Knights of Broken Sword, Iron Fist. The regiment, the Knights of the Heart of Fire.

But there are a few guys Frederick still know.

The Grand Captain of the Cheetah Knights Brutal Gerhard von Slevin and his eight knights in the inner ring-the originally large Cheetah Knights now only have dozens of official members and slightly more alternates.

Knights of the Sable Golden Cup, this group of people is the confidant of Elector Hout-Anderson, their number does not exceed thirty.

The Knights Templar have been wiped out, but their branch of the Knights of the Burning Heart Knights still has dozens of knights.

The mentors of the Knights of the Moore, the Knights of the Black Rose, and the Knights of the Golden Lion are all here.

The Knights of the Hospital, the Order of the Golden Wolf, and the Poseidon knight who retreated from Marienburg.

Rick's guard instructor Hans Gentle has assembled 900 horses-in order to deal with the current situation, Heilberg announced that all Rick's guard reserve members and all the knights of the Rick Knights, including the trainee knights, will be promoted. Became the official Rick guard, the warehouse was opened, and all the accumulation of hundreds of years was taken out to equip the recruits.

"Maybe we can make up five thousand knights." Frederick and his fiancee Noelle bit their ears: "It's alright."

"No matter how you say it, the empire's heritage is still very deep." Noelle looked very calm, and the goddess of war incarnation didn't like Frederick's frivolous performance: "But no matter how thick the background is, there will be a day when it will run out."

To Frederick's surprise, he saw the golden fleece knights and griffon knights, which means.

"Grandpa Ivan! Uncle Anton!" The baron found excitedly that the head of the Griffin Knights, the Duke of Griffin Ivan and Anton were both here.

Ivan looked tired. This veteran sanctuary powerhouse returned to Brunswick after going around half of the empire after the defeat of Hufffunken. Compared with the spirited spirit when he taught Ryan, Ivan now appears He is old, he is more than 120 years old this year. His previous defeats and the fighting along the way left Ivan with dozens of wounds on his body, and his temples were also stained with hoarfrost.

"It's Frey." The Duke Griffin smiled. He didn't look so confident anymore, and he was not as comfortable as he used to be. This made Frederick not only doubt the old Duke, but the empire's handsome griffon. How much power was left in the true silver holy sword, I saw him stretch out his hand and patted Frederick on the shoulder: "Do what you should do."

"Yeah, Frey, do what you should do." Anton is also a veteran in his sixties, and the years have always been like this: "The Griffin Riders will have the final battle, although we are few, but this It is the capital of the empire, the throne of Charlemagne, and the holy city where the Carolingian tribe originated. In any case, we will fight to the last moment."

"It sounds like we have lost." Frederick shrugged helplessly.

Continue to go inside. Several electors are already in place. Except for the self-styled Imperial Marshal Helberg standing in the middle, several other electors are also present, except for Geisel, Hout-Anderson, and Emilia. In addition, the Elector Marius of Ivey has also arrived. Now Marius is more like a falling dog than the colorful proud rooster, but to Frederick's relief, he is finally in the end. Came back in a moment.

Seeing Frederick, Marius's confused face finally showed a little clear expression. In fact, the elector did not understand why Heilberg wanted to be the regent of the empire instead of handing over the regent to Frey. Derek, it was obvious that in the third Battle of the Black Fire Pass, Emperor Karl-Franz had already intended to appoint Frederick as the next heir, but Heilberg didn't seem to have a good grasp of this intention.

Ivey led the electorate and was defeated by his own ideas. Marshal Rick is Marshal Rick after all. He cannot become Marshal Nur. Heilberg is as stubborn as his own. The old man is exhausting all his efforts to save the empire.

Give it to others, Heilberg is not at ease, Frederick is too far away after all, the Baron may always feel good about himself, but that is not because of how good he is. Most of them rely on him to have a good father and his ability. Not bad, it can even be said to be excellent, but with such an excellent father, his achievements are taken for granted, and his shortcomings will be infinitely magnified.

this is the truth.

Not knowing what Marius was thinking, the baron, who lacked self-knowledge, looked to the other side.

Guarded by the four full-body golden helmets and golden armors, the legendary troops of the Empire named the Battle Court Guards, two golden chains made entirely of vibrating gold hung from the high golden dome and crossed together. The magnificent mural sculpture at the top tells the epic history of the empire from before its establishment to the present 3 thousand years. The sacred emblem of the Six Ways of Light Academy is gleaming, blessed by the magic power of the light wizards, making the whole hall bright as day.

Only the strongest and most loyal can be allowed to enter the room to take away the weapons hung on the altar of war. The altar under the golden lock was forged from the guns that defended the city against the first and most powerful vampire Count Vlad von Kastein at the time. It was pitch black and gloomy.

The power of Gal-Malaz should make the lines under the altar exude a dazzling glare, but now the hammer that symbolizes the empire is not here. It was handed over to Watten and lost in the north. I can only feel There was still some residual power surging in the air.

Just like the empire, lingering, dying.

Frederick was taught to become the Emperor of the Empire since he was a child. He raised the hammer many times in his dreams, but now the hammer is no longer there.

Looking at the empire leaders standing in the center of the hall, Frederick couldn’t help being proud. There are still dozens of empire generals who are willing to dedicate their lives to the empire. He even saw the imperial hunter Marshal Marcus Wolfhart also rushed back. The chiefs of the Knights, the masters of the magic academy, the great chanters and the engineering masters gathered here. The power is comforting.

For a moment, Ryan's eldest son had the illusion that all the people were in full bloom.

It’s just that the godfather is gone, the archbishop Vicma is gone, the flag-holder Schwarzhammer is gone, and Watten, Rutherhus, Cerus-German, Gelt, Matak, they are not there. NS.

"Okay, everyone." At this moment, Heilberg clapped his hands, and Marshal Rick said to everyone present: "The wizard of the Sky Academy has already told us the answer through the stargazing tower and prophecy."

The audience fell silent. Everyone was listening to Heilberg’s speech. Everyone present, even those who hated Heilberg the most, knew very well that no matter how bad Marshal Rick’s performance was, he managed to manage within a short period of time. The city’s defenses were rebuilt, and the capital was prepared as much as possible.

"Now we know very well that there are three enemies. They are the three brothers of Nurgle from the direction of Marienburg, the three brothers Grote, the army of Grit-breathers from the Drachwald forest, and The three brothers of the maggot riding regiment from Talabergheim have achieved their results. The three brothers Grot, the hybrids, destroyed Marienburg..."

"...A group of dirty separatists, they paid the price after all." Elector Geisel cursed secretly.

"Quiet!" Heilberg slapped the table vigorously, and the old man continued: "Needless to say, the army of Gotrit, they destroyed the Nord Kingdom all the way, and Tarabeheim fell into one of the three brothers of the Maggot Riding Group. hand."

Hundreds of imperial dignitaries and generals were whispering.

Heilberg smiled happily, and the old man looked like a devil: "Yes, yes, they are many times more than us, and they even have as many demon help as the crucian carp who crosses the river. The dark **** will not be stingy to give it. As long as they can destroy the civilized world, they will come to the city of Braunschweig, and they will think that their defeat of us is as easy as the destruction of Marienburg and Talabergem."

Marshal Rick smiled more cruelly: "But we will prove that they are wrong!"

"They will never understand, what established the empire, they will never understand, what kind of soul we have, they will never understand our determination, this is our city, this is the heart of the empire!"

"From birth, Charlemagne taught us that we will spend our lives in fierce warfare. We will often face terrible monsters, but as long as we know, this is the heart of the empire, this is the core of the empire, and this is the empire. The place where the law is formulated and implemented is the best proof of the spirit of our empire. So, do you dare to promise me that it is here just before the statue of Charlemagne?"

Heilberg drew out his rune tooth: "This is my rune tooth. People call it the hater and the grievancer. It once drank the blood of the injustices in every province in the empire. It has caused you hardship, and I know the burden is heavy, but now, the sword of vengeance will advance toward war! You will all stand shoulder to shoulder with it! Citizens of the empire, tell me that the moment of destiny has come, and you are afraid NS?"

The scene became agitated. At this moment, no matter how much the empires who hated Heilberg, they couldn't help feeling that the blood in their body was surging and shouting.

Emilia was also moved. Ryan's little maid looked at the people present. She knew that they might be conspirators who quarrel endlessly and desire power, but each of them is fully armed and has learned to fight since childhood. In order to know how to fight, because the empire is a country that was built in the flames of war, grew up in the flames of war, and glorious in the flames of war.

"Never, take a step back! Never retreat! Never retreat! Never regret! Fight to the end!" Heilberg's voice echoed in the Ludwig Conference Hall: "If the world is about to end, if everything will be Falling into the fire, I, Kurt Helberg, will die for the great cause of the empire in my lifetime, as a warrior! I do, are you willing?"

"For the Empire!"

Unanimously, everyone in the hall raised their weapons toward the obsidian Ludwig statue in the hall, and their roar was deafening.

Heilberg laughed loudly. The old man beat his chest so hard that he even turned red with the hammer. He suddenly stood still and bowed deeply to everyone present. He lowered his stubborn head for a lifetime: " Everyone, this may be the last battle in our empire, please, please, please."

"This battle is codenamed-Karl Franz!"

"Warriors of the empire, fight for the empire, for the old world!"

Frederick took a deep breath of the hot air in the hall, the footsteps of the war were approaching, and the empire was great because of it—even though its people were so ignorant and rotten, they never flinched in the face of destruction when the storm came. Always resist stubbornly.

Five rune teeth are held high together.

"Each in place, for Karl Franz!" Heilberg saluted everyone, and the dignitaries responded with one of his most standard military salutes. The bells echoed in the solemn hall.

"May Charlemagne guide your sword."