Warhammer Throne

Denis swears that he said this sentence in the clearest and most standard sentence.

"Tomorrow night? It will rain?" Ryan's face was a little strange: "Tell me the reason, soldier, it looks like you are from Bastogne?"

"Yes, I am from Bastogne. I am a hunter in the Ardennes Forest. It will rain every September 4th at night. Master Knight of the Holy Grail, what I said is true. Our family is in Asia. I have been hunting in the forest for decades. It must be raining here on September 4th every year at night!" Denis added seriously.

Ryan frowned, and then he asked, "It rains in the entire Ardennes Forest? I haven't heard..."

"I never dare to deceive Master Knight of the Holy Grail. I swear that this is true. Every year at night on September 4th, this forest will rain, and it will be a long thundershower, and then the rain will spread. The whole forest, almost by September 6, the heavy rain will stop completely, and then the forest will usher in a long period of sunny days." Denis kneeled on the ground: "I wish to swear to Saria, everything I said is real."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Denis, Master Knight of the Holy Grail."

"... Tomorrow night, tomorrow night." Ryan patted Denis on the shoulder, indicating that his news is useful to him, and then asked the knights to take him down: "Go and get him something to eat. This news may be right. We are very useful."

"Yes!" The ranger knight responded loudly. He glanced at the serf with jealous eyes. He did not dare to disobey the order of the Holy Grail Knight. The serf received a bowl of broth and two barley bread.

The scene returned to the situation of four people. Seeing that Ryan kept talking about the heavy rain tomorrow night, Julius said with interest: "Do you believe the serf?"

Ryan hasn’t answered yet, and the Marquis Gabriel’s eyes are bright. He took the topic: “Yes, every September, the Arden Forest will usher in the late rainy season, but I don’t know the definite time. After all, the knights don’t Focus on this too much."

Sulia stood up and walked to the side of Julius. Her sea-blue eyes first looked at Ryan and then at her brother. Then she said: "If it rains, it will be very bad for us, soldier. We hate fighting in the rain, and the knights are also afraid of rusty armor and choose to wrap the armor in greased paper."

Ryan nodded vigorously. He already thought of the next plot: "Then, because of the heavy rain, the army cannot advance in the mud and soft land. We will choose to find a place to shelter from the rain, and the knights will put away their armor to prevent life. Rust, the serf soldiers will look for trees and caves to avoid heavy rain."

"Your Excellency Ryan is right. If the serf named Denis is right, then the continuous hours of heavy rain will make everyone upset. When we relax our vigilance, an army of wild orcs will appear... Our army is not good at fighting in the jungle and heavy rain, but the Beastmen are fearless." Su Liya then said softly.

"Yes! Yes!" Ryan murmured: "Yes, that's it, the beasts are waiting, they are waiting for heavy rain, we are still ignorant of these situations, if it weren't for this serf named Denis risking death Tell us, who knew it would rain heavily tomorrow night?"

"This is an opportunity for the orcs, and it is also our opportunity!"

"The three armies are ordered to rest in shifts and ration food according to pre-war standards!"

"Make sure that by tomorrow afternoon, everyone will be back to their best condition!"

"Yes!"

After confirming how the Beastmen would attack, the whole army began to take time to rest. Except for a small amount of defense, all the people were given enough time to rest.

The next afternoon, the weather became hotter and hotter, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder. The soldiers began to arrange their weapons, while the knights gathered around the camp. They all had a meal of bread, bacon, and various vegetables.

At dusk, all the troops in the camp were ready, the soldiers lined up in several rows, and the knights all wore armor.

Inside the forest, strong winds were blowing, and black clouds gradually covered the sky.

Ryan and the others stood in the army, the Holy Grail knight holding the Griffon warhammer in his hand, and suddenly smiled at Julius next to him: "This battle directly determines the outcome of our army, didn't you expect it? Maybe this time. The result of the war will be rewritten by a serf. If he hadn't reminded me, maybe we are looking for a place to shelter from the rain?"

"Father has always taught us that serfdom is an indispensable part of the country. I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it." Julius sullenly nodded slightly: "Ryan, I understand why you win the lady. Is this the holy grail knight? If it’s me, I have absolutely no patience to listen to what the serf says."

"Knights have things that knights are good at, and serfs have things that serfs are good at. In this country, knights determine the strength of the entire country, while serfs determine the foundation of the entire country. Knights cannot exist without serfs. Serfs also need knights. Protection." Ryan could feel the squally wind blowing in the forest that made him almost unable to open his eyes, and waves of fallen leaves were flying in the huge oak forest.

A rumbling thunder came from the distant sky.

The sky gradually darkened, and the sun gradually disappeared into the dark clouds.

"Boom!" A white electric light rang from the clouds to the ground. After a few seconds, the sound of thunder tearing the ground resounded throughout the valley.

The serf soldiers stood on the spot with their spears, their eyes worried and fearful. They were not professional soldiers. Many people were still worried about whether their fields would be affected by the heavy rain.

Maybe their morale is low, maybe they are not good at fighting, but they all know that this battle is fighting for their own lives and for protecting their country.

The more elite sergeants lined up in a tight array. They were wearing chain mail and blouses, and wearing helmets. Most of them were holding long swords and carrying shields and halberds behind their backs. They were not easy to use in the forest.

They are more glorious free people. Their land does not have to pay extremely high tax rates. Their families enjoy houses and food rations in towns and even castles. They enjoy double wages and must therefore demonstrate sufficient combat effectiveness.

Then, it was the knights.

In the forest, the knights gave up riding and chose to dismount and fight on foot. They were dressed in sophisticated armor, with swords and shields in their hands. They were well-trained and had high morale, just like those beautiful knight stories and myths and epics. All ranger knights hope that they can make contributions in the war and win the glory of nothing.

The knights of the kingdom are different.

They have awakened from the dream, witnessed the cruel reality, and completed the transformation in the blood and fire, but they still stubbornly walked the road of knights. They are the fighters of Bretania and the guardians of this country and people. , They are elites gathered by dozens of brothers who are close to each other with blood and perseverance.

The war is approaching, and they can feel that the long-lost blood in their hearts has been awakened. In this tense atmosphere, the flames of the knights' hearts are burning again, and they can feel the call of the lady.

"Dididi" raindrops like pearl beans fell on the ground, and also on the knights' armor.

"Ding Ding Dong Dang" was rolling in with the sound of thunder, and the heavy rain fell from the sky. The rain did not fall to the ground as they wished, but fell on various armors, making a burst of crisp sound.

It was not the sound of rain falling on the ground, it was the sound of rain hitting gold and iron.

"Ding, ding, clank, clang"

The hair is wet, the clothes are wet, and in the dark and oppressive forest, a deep sense of oppression conveys everyone's heart. Cold, irritability, and fear suppress everyone's hearts.

The wind was smelly, and the horn of the Beastman appeared from a far distance, and the morale of the army was a little shaken.

Until the appearance of Ryan.

The holy grail knight in silver-gray plate armor walked to the front of the army. The rain drenched his hair and dripped from his face, but it could not hide his face that contained light and hope, nor could it. Covering the gleaming holy grail knight emblem on his chest.

The rain like a waterfall could not cover the eager gazes of the soldiers and knights.

Ryan put down the warhammer, he drew a one-handed long sword that was one-meter-three meters long from behind him, and Ryan spoke with the fanatical gaze of the soldiers and knights.

"Soldiers, my soldiers, tell me, how do you feel?"

The army was in an uproar, and many ranger knights shouted: "I don't feel so good, Lord Lane."

"Hahahaha!" The army made a lot of laughter.

"Yes! Yes, I don’t think it’s too good, the forest, the heavy rain, the darkness, and the **** Beastman." Ryan laughed loudly, ignoring the rain on his face: "But, my soldiers. , Are you afraid? Are you timid? Have you succumbed to the darkness?"

"No! No!" All the knights and soldiers shouted.

"Tell me, has such a little rain doused out the flames of your hearts?"

"No no!"

"For our country, we have advanced to this point, in order to protect our people, we have fought to Sri Lanka, now, let us shout together, for victory! For the lady! For Britania!" Ryan raised the nemesis.

Even in the heavy rain, the white flame of the Vengeance’s sword showed no signs of weakening. On the contrary, the light blue light exuded pure light in the dark rainy night, illuminating everyone's hearts.

"For victory! For madam! For Britania!" The soldiers yelled in unison. There are holy grail knights with us. What's so terrible about those beasts?

"For victory! For ladies! For Bretania!" The knights roared loudly. They beat their shields with sharp swords. Their courage could not be extinguished by the heavy rain, they were ready.

"Fight! Fight!" Olivier and Hex under Ryan's command had already become horrible, but their morale was high, and the ranger knight clenched the long sword, waiting for the moment to fight side by side with his own baron!

"For the lady!" Julius drew his sword first, and his sister Suria also raised her long sword high in the sky: "For the lady!"

The sound of the Beastman is from far to near, and many people can already see the evil figures flashing in the depths of the darkness.

"Now, soldiers, wave your weapons and take out your courage. I, the Knights of the Holy Grail, and Ryan Macado are with you. Let us fight side by side in order to eliminate evil! Everyone! Look for my glory! "The nemesis is held high among the army, with white flames, light blue brilliance, and dark rainy night. Everyone's eyes are fixed on this sword.

Then Ryan turned around, stepped forward, and rushed towards the darkness.

The morale of the army was shaken, and Marquis Gabriel de Bastogne, the third son of the Red Dragon Duke, wielded his long sword vigorously, shouting: "Follow the Knights of the Holy Grail! Follow the Knights of the Holy Grail! Charge! Charge! !"

"Fuck!"

The army of Brittany was boiling.

"For the lady!"

A huge trend swept the Beastmen's army.

When the Beastmen’s war gang leader was still gathering an army and preparing to charge, the Bretonian army had already rushed towards them. This unexpected situation stunned them.

"Humans... actively attack... us?"

"For the lady!!!" Ryan rushed ahead of everyone, and cut off the head of the Beastman's war gang leader with a sword.

"For Madam! For Bretania!" The knights followed Ryan into the army of the orcs. The sword swept across the ground with blood. The orcs were caught off guard by the knights. When they reacted, The knights have broken through the first row of orcs, and their sharp swords are harvesting the orcs' heads.

This is revenge from the knights.

On the thousand-meter-long front, there are humans attacking the beasts everywhere.

"Kill!" The serfs raised their spears and pierced the horn beasts and the inferior horn beasts. Chaos began to appear in the beastman's army. The beastmen behind wanted to rush, and the beastmen in front wanted Retreating, crowding each other, trampling, and killing and wounding countless.

In the army of the Beastmen, the Beastmaster "Blood Horn" Maras and the screaming big shaman "Heart Eater" Groz looked at this scene inconceivably: "Attack... was discovered... Humans... are counterattack! "

"Stay...I'll... restrict humans!" The bone rod whistling the big shaman waved, and the green energy gushed away, forming a large swarm of locusts.

Swarms of locusts appeared on the battlefield. Many serfs were attached to their faces by locusts. They screamed to get rid of these worms, but they were immediately killed by the nearby wild orcs. The knights could also feel that a large number of locusts were getting into the armor. Inside, many knights were bitten into flesh and blood.

"A lot of bugs!"

"hateful!"

Ryan cut a big horned beast into two pieces with a sword. Upon seeing this, the holy grail knight raised the nemesis: "The group disperses!"

The sacred light covered the entire battlefield, and all the locusts that were illuminated by this light turned into fly ash.

"Long live Lord Lane!" "Follow the Knights of the Holy Grail! Follow the Knights of the Holy Grail!"

The big horns and horns in the first row were crushed by the knights, and the remaining low horns and chaotic war dogs were also crushed by the serfs. The heavy rain, the front army of the Beastman army had begun to collapse.

The Beastmaster and the Great Shaman began to feel bad. They slowly retreated under the cover of the big horned beast and the giant Minotaur battle group.

"The Holy Grail... is powerful and cannot be... defeated."

"The rainy season...find another...opportunity!"