Warhammer Throne

PS. The introduction to the world design and narration in the first few chapters was a bit long and was criticized. I will correct it in the future, and I will definitely focus on the plot.

"Help, help!"

"Lord Lord's reinforcements haven't arrived yet?"

The situation is not good! At this time, the morale of the pier guards began to become unstable. The militiamen looked at the huge water ghost king with fear in their eyes. The guards who had been fighting for a long time also took a sip of water.

The water ghost king pulled out the head of the dead guard abruptly, and it screamed triumphantly. The guards of the dock couldn't help but stepped back. The chief guard was extremely anxious when he saw it. The forty guards of the dock were only left now. With less than 30 people, morale has not collapsed even with such a large battle damage. It still depends on the leadership of a brave kingdom knight. Otherwise, the pier defenders would have long since fled.

"What about the water ghost king, let me defeat it!" Banda thought it was time for him to act.

"No, Banda, don't go up!" Wilt exclaimed, that is the water ghost king with a challenge level of at least the elite mid-level, and the posture of the water ghosts is obviously wrong today!

Normally, the eyes of the water ghosts are always black. Today, the eyes of the water ghosts to the water ghost king all show a weird red.

There must be something wrong!

"Oh oh oh oh!" The water ghost king quickly noticed the young man who rushed towards him. He raised the mace in his hand high, and then slammed it down towards Banda.

"Hmm!" Banda can only rush to the side to evade. Under the guidance of Wilt, his basic skills are still very solid. The huge mace hit the ground, causing countless smoke and dust.

The mercenary’s leather armor was covered with dust, and Banda was about to raise his sword to attack again. In the smoke and dust, a huge mace swept directly from below. Wonderful, he quickly returned to the sword to defend.

"Bang!!!" There was the sound of gold and iron fighting, and there was also the screams of small mercenaries. In the thick smoke, a body flew upside down and fell to the ground.

It was Banda, his two-handed sword flew into the sky, and his right hand was severely deformed. The little mercenary gritted his teeth, his face was covered with cold sweat, and he was obviously enduring great pain.

Not far from him, a huge monster was walking slowly with a large mace.

The heavy steps stepped on the soft sand, but like a heavy hammer, it hit everyone's hearts one after another.

"Banda!" everyone in the blood axe mercenary group shouted, and Wilt screamed horribly. He kicked the water ghost next to him with a kick and moved towards his beloved disciple. Ran away, but the distance between the two people was still thirty or forty meters.

"Damn it." Teresa's silver pupils stared at the situation on the battlefield. Because Banda ran so far beyond the range of the handguns, the female warlock subconsciously wanted to use her magic power, but found that she was empty. , She had already overdrawn the power of the bloodline two days ago, and if the power of the bloodline is overdrawn, there is even a possibility of losing her level-Teresa has only just broken through the legend, so the female warlock decisively gave up after a little weighing. Weak mercenaries who have nothing to do with him are totally unworthy.

Just when Teresa gave up, the tall water ghost king walked out of the smoke, the tall monster yelled arrogantly, and then raised the huge mace in her hand: "Oh!"

"No!!!" The huge mace fell high.

Banda closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Bang!" There was no pain as imagined, only the sound of gold and iron fighting.

"Life is precious. Of course you can abandon your life for the great ideal, but it is not in this category to die without effort." A faint voice sounded in front of Banda, the tall figure holding the warhammer, blocking the huge one. Mace: "Please understand the difference between sacrifice and death."

"Your recklessness is likely to cost you your life, and once your life is over, everything is over. I hope this moment today will allow you to grow, Banda."

After that, Ryan began to use all his strength. By this time, Ryan knew that everyone’s hopes were pinned on him. Because of his bravery and strength, the defenders persisted until now. Also, if he loses, the defenders It completely collapsed.

The time has come to decide victory or defeat.

The huge mace and the hammer head of the warhammer fought together, the huge sound and the air wave rolled up the dust, and among the flying sand and rocks, everyone on the dock could hardly open their eyes.

When Banda opened his eyes again, what he saw was an incredible scene. The water ghost king's mace was actually bounced away by Ryan's warhammer!

Ryan has a stronger power than the Water Ghost King!

Fighting again, the mace was bounced off again, and the Water Ghost King was shocked and took a few steps back. It looked at the human in front of him incredulously, and couldn't believe that he actually had such a powerful force.

"Okay! As expected of Lord'Sledgehammer' Lane, it's really a well-deserved reputation!" Laurits called out excitedly, this match is doomed.

What are the attack methods of water ghosts with low IQ?

It's nothing more than grabbing and biting. What they can rely on is powerful power and sharp minions, and when Ryan can beat the Water Ghost King by strength alone, he has no chance of losing!

"Yeah, yeah!!!" The pier was full of cheers from guards and militias. The water ghosts had realized that their king could not defeat this terrible knight, so they fled in all directions. The guards and militia knew the merits of fighting. The time has come, so I took the opportunity to rush to kill, and took the opportunity to take a few more heads in exchange for rewards.

Even the Water Ghost King is aware of this problem. Its most proud power cannot defeat this knight.

There will be any chance of winning, so this prestigious and triumphant leader slammed the huge mace at Ryan forcefully, and then gave up his weapon without hesitation and fled. The huge figure flees. The appearance looks quite ridiculous.

Ryan blocked the flying mace, and his castration could not help being slowed down, but this could not be difficult for Ryan. He had seen this situation a lot after all battles, and he pulled it out behind his belt. A throwing knife with yellow knife oil on its blade.

This is the "legacy" left by his previous teammates.

This knife of mine is a poisonous blade coated with poison!

Ryan grabbed the hilt of the flying knife, his pupils shrunk to a point, and the flying knife was released while his wrist was shaking.

Taste my righteous knife!

The dazzling blade whirled several times in the air, cutting through the sky, and directly piercing the water ghost king’s right knee from behind. The water ghost king fell and rolled several times on the beach before struggling to get up, but this At that time, Ryan had already rushed to its side.

The two-handed warhammer was thrown aside by the man, and he reached out and picked up a standard long sword that fell on the ground.

The beast was still fighting, and the water ghost king struggled to swing his claws towards Ryan, but the blade went unobstructed, and the water ghost king's forearm was directly cut to pieces, spewing out a large amount of green blood. It was too late to be miserable. Called, the cold Jian Feng He passed through its chest.

After struggling a few times, the water ghost king completely stopped moving.

"Victory!!!" "Victory!!!" "Victory!!!"

"We are victorious!!!"

When Willard led his army to the dock, what he saw was the battlefield that had ended. The bodies of the water ghosts covered half of the dock. The soldiers were counting the casualties and cleaning the battlefield. In the small-scale battle of the water ghost, three pier guards died and more than ten people were injured. Two of them lost their arms.

The militiamen suffered fewer casualties. Ryan was not surprised at this. The most useful thing about the militiamen is to wave the flag and raise their voices. They always give priority to life preservation as their main purpose in battle, and always ensure their own safety. Attacking again under the circumstances, wanting them to charge and fight to death is almost impossible, unless the battle is already one-sided.

If there is no proper command, the militiamen are basically defeated in battle.

"You are an excellent warrior, Ryan, just like your father was when he was young." Willard approached with a battle axe: "Thank you, Ryan, if it weren't for you, many fathers and husbands would have died in this battle. "

"It's okay, remember to give me the 20% discount of the water ghost tooth. This is what I deserve." Ryan smiled and nodded, and he put away the two-handed sword he had picked up.

"Of course!" This is an unwritten rule. There is one thing commonly known as the rule on the mainland. In a battle, the person who provided key information and the person who killed the enemy leader can each get 20% of the spoils.

Ignoring Banda who was lying on the ground being treated, Ryan walked to Teresa's side: "Theresa? Are you okay?"

Even after a fierce battle, Ryan’s clothing was not damaged at all, but was stained with some green blood. The female warlock did not let any water ghost approach her within 20 meters, and saw Ryan’s return. She raised her hand gun: "I thought you would resolve the battle faster."

"It should have been faster. I think you have also noticed. These animals are not right. Their eyes are bleeding red. I can feel the power of the blood god. The water ghosts are controlled. They are driven to attack the dock. If it hadn't been for Mr. Villard's ban on the sea..." Ryan felt a little afraid when he thought of this.

"Then when we go out to sea, we will encounter these water ghosts, the bottom of the boat will be pierced, and we will have to fight these beasts in the water!" The female warlock reacted quite quickly, and when she thought of this possibility, she also felt her scalp. Tingling.

Fighting water ghosts in the water is a very stupid idea. Humans are not a race that is good at swimming.

"We'd better not let the lord know that these water ghosts may have been attracted by us, so that we may start our journey ahead of time." Ryan Fuer and the sorcerer asked, and the sorcerer gave an affirmative answer, Velal De led the soldiers to clean the battlefield. The water ghost’s teeth were a kind of alchemical material. Passing spellcasters would always go to the lord’s residence to recycle these things. There were some things, Ryan thought it was better not to let Verald know.

Although the blood axe mercenary group was the first to arrive, it was the last to join the battlefield. Except for the few people such as Boris and Wilt, who were in front of the charge, who killed the water ghosts, most of the mercenaries even swords. The battle is over without seeing blood.

Precisely because of this, the militiamen and the mercenaries had a fierce quarrel over the distribution of the spoils.

"Everyone has a part in the battle, so why do we give it to us!" The mercenary with a short knife and a longbow on his back was arguing with the militia. He has short blond curly hair and a lot of pockmarks on his face. There is also a scar, but if you ignore these, he is still handsome.

Ryan recognized him, he was an ordinary ranger in the mercenary group, named Simon, a very common name.

"Everyone has a share? You greedy mercenaries, you only came in at the last moment and killed a total of how many monsters? I was ashamed to ask for something to be divided! Get out! Otherwise I will be called a soldier!" An age is already very old. The militiaman said impatiently.

"I personally killed a water ghost!"

"I also killed three with his own hands!"

"Anyway, this is mine. Bring it!" The young mercenary rushed up to grab water and ghost teeth. This kind of teeth can sell for dozens of silver coins in a small bag, which is also a lot of money.

"No!" The old militia slammed the linen bag into his arms, and Simon was anxious to reach out and grab it, and the two of them scrambled together like this.

This behavior attracted the attention of many people, and the scene calmed down.

The elderly militiaman was pushed to the ground, the bag in his hand broke, and the water ghost's teeth fell on the ground.

Even Ryan and Teresa, who were discussing what to do next, were attracted to them.

All because, after the militiaman fell to the ground, everyone discovered that a wooden prosthesis was exposed from under the militiaman’s robe, because the owner fell to the ground and the prosthesis got off his right leg, lying alone on the ground. .

This elderly militia is a disabled person!

Falling to the ground, the elderly militia watched the water ghost scattered all over the ground, trying to stand up, but how could he stand up easily without one leg? He struggled a few times, and a painful sensation came from his aging body, and he had to stop the struggle temporarily.

"Enough, the lame is going to the battlefield too? Do you want to use this wounded leg to get a war wound?" A mercenary sneered disapprovingly.

"Yeah, old trash, this is for you, you may need it, hahahaha~" Simon didn't know that he took a wooden stick from there and threw it on the elderly militia: "Be careful not to fall, hahahaha !"

"...I just said that Old Terry is at this age and insists on going to the battlefield. It's too reluctant!" Some soldiers are also whispering: "Perhaps he was an excellent fighter 20 years ago, but he is just It's just a useless person."

"Crappy old man, you should go home and raise pigs. The pigsty is where you should stay, hahahaha~" Someone in the mercenary group heard the whispers of the soldiers, and laughed loudly: "Just right, You don’t need both legs to feed pigs, right?"

"Yes, but not necessarily on the battlefield~"

"Enough is enough, don't talk about it. Old Terry is also a retired veteran. Let's save him some face! Do you think you will be lame and disabled in the future, and some people will mock you when you are old? "A soldier stood up and gave a haha.

"Come on!" Simon collected the water ghost teeth and put them back in the bag, and then threw them on the face of the elderly veteran Terry: "Forget the old things, I don't bother to **** them with you, these things are considered to be I have sent you off for retirement. I would advise you that a lame man like you should go home for retirement, and don’t be embarrassed."

The elderly veteran lowered his head in silence, his hands gripped the sand on the ground, his fists were squeezed tightly, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, and he felt humiliated and deeply humiliated.

When did he become so fragile, he used to be an excellent soldier.

"In the future, what will the future bard say about this passage?" Old Terry cried, full of humiliation and grief: "An veteran who lost a leg because he defended his home and the country. His role is to make the **** mercenary choppy. Are we making fun of? What would you guys be without us?"

"Heh! You take yourself too high, old stuff! Bards would never write a story for you. If you want me to tell, you might...Um!!!" Simon said again. A powerful arm pinched his throat in this way and lifted him directly up like a chicken.

It was Ryan. He suppressed his anger and said softly, "Apologize to this gentleman, right away!"

"Lay, Mr. Lane?!" Simon was shocked. He really couldn't think of why the Lord of the Kingdom would intervene in this matter?

"Apologize, right away!"

"Mr. Lane, I..."

"Apologize to me immediately! Otherwise I'll crush your neck!"

"Yes...Yes!!! I'm sorry!!!"