Warhammer Throne

Chapter 307: , The decisive battle Junyi (second more!)

Bodleux, in the meeting room, the Earl of Glamorgan, Connery, Marquis of Ascot, Francois, Duke of Winford, and Boderek, Duke of Poldero, are discussing reinforcement plans.

"A storm is blowing in the sea now, and the fleet cannot leave the port." Duke Bodrick shook his head at Ryan and Francois: "The storm is too big, Mannan's will can not be violated, if the fleet is forced to leave the port, it will be destroyed. "

"Then we can't support Lyonnaise by sea." Ryan said helplessly towards François: "If...I mean if Lyonnaise really needs reinforcements, then we can only go by land."

"Did Dahlheide ask us for help?" Boderick suddenly asked Ryan and François.

"...No." Ryan and Francois both shook their heads.

"I didn’t ask for help, I didn’t write a letter. If we rashly lead the army to support Dalheide, we still won. It’s an illegal entry at most. If we lose... Hey, Ryan, François, do you believe me? Will Dahlheide shift the responsibility for the defeat to our heads?" Boderek suddenly laughed weirdly. In fact, there are many discords between the Duke of Polderro and the Duke of Lyonasse, because of the territories of both sides. Both have a long coastline, and Bodleux is a major trading port. Naturally, there is a lot of competition between the two sides.

Because of this, the Duke of Boderek was not so interested in supporting the Principality of Lyonasse. Out of the morality of the knights, he would not be disregarded and refused to send support.

He will support an army and a sum of money. Boderik means that this group of people is handed over to the commander of Ryan, and the rest is not his business. If it is in the empire, the electors don’t care about chivalry morality. , When the relationship is not harmonious, they don’t support each other or they don’t support each other.

It makes sense for Boderek to do this, because if Lyonasse’s castle cannot be kept, no one knows whether the barbarians will attack Curona towards the east or continue south to attack Moussilon and Pordro. ? He must be adequately prepared.

"I have the same opinion, Ryan, go back and gather the army and wait for the lady's oracle and Duke Dalheide's request for help." François said to Ryan: "I will send Gerald and Connor to lead an army. To protect Kurona, and at the same time transport some food and grass."

"Understand." Ryan nodded, his territory is already preparing for war.

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Lyonasse, north, the castle of Barrymont.

This castle used to guard a large number of uninhabited hills and mountains nearby. There were several knights and hundreds of militias stationed here. Because it is neither coastal nor close to the forest, there is no war throughout the year, and the army is not satisfied. Most of them The knights heard that Duke Kasfann of Pallaon was preparing for the war and hurriedly joined Kasfann's team. The defense force was very weak.

Hundreds of serf thugs took advantage of this opportunity to come here. They received a suggestion from an unknown person. After receiving guidance, they relied on disguised serfs to say that the village had been looted and asked the Lord Knight for support. .

The knight master simply agreed to support. He only opened the gates. The unsuspecting knight was killed by a crowd of thugs using a dung fork, pitchfork, and hoe. Then the serfs occupied the castle, and they nominated a man named Ni. Lu's leading serf came to be their leader.

The leading serf held high the banner and proclaimed himself the fortress of Barrymont Castle. He put forward the slogan that made the serfs rejoice, that is, "divide the land equally, whoever grows it, and whoever has the food will eat together, and the clothes will all be together." Wear it. Let’s eat and wear warm together to build an independent kingdom that is truly equal and free from exploitation by the knight master."

So the rioting serfs gathered towards the castle of Barrymont, loyal to Nero.

However, within a few days of the good days, these serfs began to feel that something was wrong.

First of all, Nero, the self-proclaimed fortress of Barrymont Castle, did not produce anything. The serfs around him who rioted with him at the beginning did not produce. They opened the castle’s grain storage, eating, drinking, and having fun all day long. A good room, drinking wine from the master knight’s cellar, sleeping on the bed of the master knight, playing with the wife and daughter of the master knight. After eating, the leftovers are discarded at will, and many serfs outside are still hungry. Belly.

The grain in the grain storehouse was quickly ruined by Nero and others. Now the fortress and his friends were going hungry, so Nero immediately ordered that all the rations in the hands of the serfs should be "turned in." Used as a "national treasury", all surplus money and surplus grain go to the "national treasury".

These grains and coins returned to the "national treasury" were used and spent at will by Nero and others. Any serfs who made comments were retaliated cruelly by them, executed or assassinated, and Nero was still there. Many wooden stakes were built outside the castle to execute serfs who were against them.

Only then did many serfs understand that the knight master often kept the rules, and the serfs used to deal with their own people more cruel and cruel than the knight master.

But at this moment, the northern barbarians invaded. Nero and others saw it badly. They took some of their cronies and turned around with money and food, leaving these helpless rioting serfs to the northern barbarians. .

The serfs had no equipment and no training. It was impossible to fight against the barbarian army. So they escaped and ran. The remaining serfs had a chance to get some food and they knelt down on the road. Side, begging for mercy.

The answer to them was the tomahawk of the northern barbarians: "Go to hell! Lowly Southerner."

The northern barbarians did not want to take prisoners at all. With the exception of a few prisoners of war who were used as food for the chaos **** cannon, all the Bretonians were slaughtered and their heads were piled up to make an altar.

When Egil's army drove into Barrymont Castle, there were more wooden stakes outside the castle than ever before, pierced with thousands of headless corpses of surrendered serfs.

Egil led Chaos Wizard Chakoy, Chaos Champion Kovindev, Chaos Champion Yar, Chaos Champion Haldorn, Chaos Dwarf Lord Zumara and others strode into Barrymont Castle.

"These Southerners may not be as weak as we thought." Egil looked at the map, his tone of surprise in his tone.

Ulles received the news that the Castle of Tours had fallen, but in fact it was not.

The holy grail knight Eisen led three thousand forwards to defend the castle of Tul. He repelled two waves of barbarian strikers, beheaded the chiefs of three small tribes and several barbarian champions, ensured the transfer of residents, and then got scouts. After the news that the Chaos Mammoth and Chaos Hell Run were approaching, Eisen knew that his mission had been completed, so he ordered a retreat and escorted all the residents to the castle of Lyonasse, leaving an empty city to Egil. .

In a rage, Egil killed several chiefs of small tribes in succession. He discovered that the southerners were not as weak as he thought, especially the Knights of the Holy Grail which aroused his intense interest.

"The previous plan has been invalidated. I originally planned to arrive at the castle of Lyonasse before the Southerners' army was assembled, but now it seems that this plan is almost impossible to achieve. We spent too much money on the castle of Tours. A lot of time." Egil pointed his finger on the castle of Tours and the castle of Lyonnaise, which is located dozens of kilometers south of the castle of Tours: "Now, the Southerners must have gathered a large number of troops."

"That's right, the scout also responded in this way." Chaos champion Kovindev nodded. He was wearing a double-horned dragon helmet and black plate armor. The blood-red pattern on his body was extremely hideous. His face was furious: "I really want to kill. All the lowly southerners!"

"It's not that easy, father." Chaos wizard Chakoy remained calm: "The knights of Breton are known as the strongest knights in the old world. We must deal with them carefully, otherwise we may be hit hard. The number of cavalry is very small."

"Yeah." Egil nodded. There are very few war horses in the northern wasteland. Their war horses are generally called Norsca war horses. This kind of horse is a kind of scavenger, cold-resistant, weak in endurance, and weak in explosive power. Among the 30,000 army, there are only 500 cavalry, and most of them are light cavalry.

After Chakoy’s careful explanation, Egil understood that the knights of Brittany pay attention to reputation. The knights of Lyonace didn’t know much about their army, but under such hatred, they were bound to make a positive impact. It is impossible for the Duke of Hyde to be locked in the castle and watch the barbarian army rampage in his own duchy. He also urgently needs to destroy the barbarian army, or at least drive them out of his own country.

Therefore, a field battle is imperative.

The **** mind of the champion of the horror goddess, who has been in the north for centuries, immediately started. He suddenly realized that the purpose of luring the Bretonian knights out of the castle and going out of the city for a decisive battle was ripe.

"Set up the battle in the Nanzi Plain and let all the troops take orders!" After Egil finished his thoughts, he began to give orders: "We will fight a decisive battle with the army of knights in Bretania here!"

The Nanzi Plain is located 80 kilometers to the north of Lyonasse Castle and 20 kilometers to the south of Barrymont Castle. It is a narrow plain covered with hills. Rocks and woods can effectively block the heavy cavalry.

"Yes!" The chaos champions all got the order and left the big tent. A blood-red breath was surging from Egil's body, and he put his gaze to the corner of the big tent.

A woman named Hungerst, who was once named Elizabeth, sat there. Although only two weeks have passed, her belly has become round, and there is life being bred in it. Under the blessing of fear of abuse, the little life is overwhelming. The speed of growth of ordinary people, countless sacrifices along the way, Egil not only respected the blood **** Terrorism, but also used the heads of countless Southerners to make Terrorism feel satisfied. The other three gods also received considerable attention from him. Respect, so this little life doubled under the watchful eyes of the four gods.

That was the son Egil had dreamed of.

Hengster's face was very pale. She noticed that Egil was looking at her, her eyes a little dodging, and she did not dare to look directly at the great God-chosen champion who feared abuse.

Egil snorted, turned and walked out of the camp.

When the child is born, you are useless.

Wait, my son, wait, my father must use the greatest victory, the greatest sacrifice, to welcome your birth, you will become the heir of my great kingdom, you will be in fear of abuse Grow up in favor and become the most glorious son of chaos ever.

Watch it, my son! I want to talk about "" with more like-minded people, follow "Excellent Reading Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find friends~

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