Warhammer Throne

"Musilon's viper, is my son?" Raun muttered to himself, the expression on his face has been concealed by extreme shock and confusion: "Is he my son?"

Raun's confusion made him relax his vigilance for a moment. Kuangsha Literature Network

But Mathieubad did not stop, with a deep hatred on his face. The viper sword in Mathieubad's hand continued to attack, and the blade slammed on Raun's helmet, separated from his head. The steel whirled and flew out, the long blade pierced deep into his cock, fierce like a tongue of fire.

Matthew Bard’s great power caused Raun to be beaten under the horse, and the curse on the blade tortured his soul. His horse screamed back to avoid the attack. The blood splashed all over his face. I tried to drag my feet to get myself up, but a burst of vomiting and dizziness rushed into my heart.

In a daze, Raun noticed the screams of the surrounding knights and the efforts to rescue him, but this was in vain. He tried to find his sword, and one foot stepped on the hilt of the sword of Kurona. .

He looked up at Mathieubad’s face, vaguely, he seemed to be a young and dàng) ranger knight when he was a teenager, and she was the serf girl washing clothes by the stream. commission.

"Master, I am a serf, and you are a knight, it is impossible for us."

"Oh! Master, please don't do this! Don't!"

"I have your child! Master!"

"No! You promised, you promised me!"

"Please, I beg you, don't take my son away, I beg you!"

"Return my son to me!!!"

"I hate you, Raun, I will hate you forever!"

The Holy Grail knight burst into tears. He cried in pain and shook his head: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Ajani! I owe you an apology!"

"Go to another world and talk to your mother, father!" Mathewbad looked at his father crying bitterly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but he still raised the snake sword in his hand.

Raun tried to force his limbs to obey him, and a numbness overwhelmed him. He heard the desperate shouts of the knights, heard the blades pierced into his body, heard the sound of horseshoes, and in the end, he heard vaguely. Arriving on his mount, the voice of Hippogryph Bequith.

Then, a dizziness came, and he couldn't hear anything...

In the dark night, in addition to the Chinese army still fighting, the camp where the Imperial Army was stationed was also attacked by the undead. When the dire wolves rushed into the entire Imperial Army camp, the Imperial Army was still asleep!

But unlike the army of Bretania, these troops from Nuer are excellent, elites who have received military training all year round. They were attacked by surprise at first, and the imperial army that was caught off guard suffered a lot of losses. They can be dead. When they wanted to go further, these professional soldiers had gradually formed a very strong defense against the undead. The emperor reacted very quickly and formed a solid array. The halberd and pikemen formed a close line to block the gap. The musket battalion fired at full speed and the cannon roared, quickly repelling the undead's attack.

"Damn! Charlemagne is here, what's the matter?!" Empire general Dietrich looked at the flames and shouts of killing in the Bretania camp in the distance, and he directed the soldiers to counterattack: "Those cloths How did the Letanians get to the front of the camp by the undead army? Are they blind and deaf?"

"How do I know?!" Lieutenant Boris von Zhukov also shouted loudly: "Hold it up! Hold it up! Listen to my orders and fire!"

"Boom~ boom boom boom boom~" The musketeers started together. The hundreds of dire wolves and skeleton warriors who approached were beaten into sieves. The formation of the undead was in a mess. Only the slaughterers and guards pushed them forward. The only advantage that the mortal has is discipline, as has been the case for thousands of years, the primordial beast will be greeted by the orderly steel array of the empire.

After the imperial army team suffered a sneak attack, they lost more than a thousand people, but the remaining imperial army team had already stood up. They roared and fought the undead. The pikemen and the halberds stood firmly side by side. When resisting the undead charge, they were supported by artillery and swordsmen. Nuer's musketeers poured bullets at the enemy and released their own attacks.

The holy grail grand knight Kalad and his dozens of followers have turned into a torrent of steel to destroy the undead’s offensive wave. Where Kalad has gone, he has caused the fear of the undead. His Zhou Jinguang is wrapped like a god. Cursing all the way and fighting all the way, Calade's bravery greatly boosted the morale of the army. Under his invincible performance, the emperor army shouted loudly, and they began to recover their morale from being caught off guard.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nuer’s army re-aligned. Three infantry battalions with irregular forces have been assembled, and more regular troops are arranged on both sides. Just like the practice of Nuer’s army, the halberd phalanx is formed. The backbone is supported by long-range weapons, archers, gunners, and heavy artillery. The elite of the entire army, hundreds of imperial knights are placed on the left, looking for opportunities to break through the encirclement.

When Kalad repelled a wave of undead waves and hacked to death two black holy grail knights and rushed back, he was covered in blood clots and muddy water. This holy grail knight of the sanctuary was originally sent by Raun to the Emperor ** team. Liaison officer, so he took his several knight vassals and dozens of knight vassals stationed in the imperial military camp.

It is not without reason that Raun will send Calade to the Emperor’s camp. As we all know, Calad and Ryan have a good relationship, and Ryan and Duke of Nuer Emmanuel are openly related to each other, or his father, Ryan also publicly admits. For his father's sake, let Karad be the liaison officer, and Nuer also agreed.

Under the roar of artillery fire and the unison of gunfire, Kalad returned with a man to kill: "The camp has fallen! My brothers in the empire! We must kill!"

"How to do it?" The imperial general also knew that they had to break out of the siege, and they shouted: "Too many enemies!"

Calade nodded harshly. He looked back and saw that the whole direction of the camp had been swallowed by the undead army. Lawn and his knights had disappeared, either fled or died in battle.

But now is not the time to hesitate, because the wind of death is raging in this land! A large number of dead Breton troops are being resurrected! The undead army will only fight more and more!

"The enemy has deployed heavy troops in the north!" Calad shouted immediately, and he took the reins of his horse: "On the contrary, the number of defenders in the south is very small, and we break out to the south! Let's go to the south of Moussilon and Ryan-Ma Cardo's army joins together!"

"That's right! Let's rush out!" Boris von Zhukov immediately nodded, he mounted his horse and raised his lance: "Soldiers, my soldiers, follow us and break through to the south!"

"Break out to the south!"

The Imperial Army began to break through to the south. Relying on strong firepower and well-trained military quality, the Mercenary Group of the Pyrotechnics Academy broke out directly to the south in the dark, and Mathieubad, in order to prevent Raun from fleeing, most of the army They were all arranged in the north and used to encircle Laun. The remaining undead army was immediately defeated by the imperial army, and was smashed into a gap by the Pyrotechnics Academy!

Carad de Galamente was still at the forefront, and Calad, who was shrouded by Zhou Jinguang, rushed into the center of the storm like a white ivory wedge.

A black holy grail knight rushed over to confront Kalad, but he had not yet assumed a combat posture, his head was immediately pierced by the lance in Kalad's hand, and then he was provoked high and threw ten. A few meters away, he fell into the army of the undead.

The Imperial General Dietrich, who was following Kalad, swallowed. He saw a move and was killed in seconds, and then the whole man with full plate armor and a heavily armed undead warhorse was picked up and flew by Kalad. The black holy grail knight, thinking this arm is too terrifying, right?

It's simply, livestock!

Kalad cursed continuously along the way. He used the will of the goddess to judge the undead to death. He took the lead, wielding the lance in his hand, stabbing, picking, rushing, and killing. , Where the tip of the spear had passed, more than a dozen grave guards fell to the ground with the sacred power of Kalad's lance.

Upon seeing this, Boris von Zhukov raised the eight-fire runner firecracker in his hand, and the trigger was hit repeatedly. The sound of dense muskets crossed the night sky, and the guards holding the halberd graves who were about to gather fell to the ground. Seeing that Kalad and the army vanguard were so brave and morale boosted, the Imperial Army resolutely followed the footsteps while yelling.

The encirclement of the undead was collapsing, and at this time, Mathieubad was holding the wound on his head with his hand, leaving an ugly scar on his face, which was used by Raun’s mount Hippogryph Biquis His claws and sharp beak were left behind. When Mathieubad wanted to make up his knife, Raun and his mount were nowhere to be found, and his subordinate De-Liones took advantage of this opportunity to take the last More than a hundred knights in the country broke out of the siege and fled towards the north.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu: "Merlowin! Go and stop them! Stop Karad and the Imperial team!"

"Today, I will baptize this land with blood! To comfort my mother!!!"

Following Mathieubad's orders, Mad Duke Merovinge led a large group of undead black knights and blood knights to rush towards the emperor team that was breaking out to the south.

The Emperor’s team was not alone and helpless. Just when Calade was at the forefront of the entire team, a more than 700 knights joined him, headed by Hagen, Duke of Gisoleaux, this The holy grail knight swept all the undead in front of him. The stag lance in his hand exudes a pure light. With the duke's endless fighting, a white stag light and shadow appeared from the lance, the light on it With the power of expelling the undead, the skeleton warriors and zombies became a mass of bone scum almost as soon as they were illuminated by the light and shadow of the stag.

Relying on the bravery of the Duke of Hagen, the Imperial Army and the army of the Duchy of Gisoleaux merged. In the chaos, the Duke of Hagen saw Kalad and shouted: "Who can tell me what the **** is going on? What's going on?! Why did Raun suddenly catch fire? Why didn't Aldelaide and Vulcade come to support?"

Hagen was really inexplicable about all this, but his outstanding military ability and personal bravery made Hagen immediately realized that something was wrong, and he immediately ordered the soldiers to assemble to break through and join the imperial army.

Due to the insufficient number of the undead army led by Mathieubad, the sneak attack on the camp where the Gisolet Oaks team was located was small, and he immediately led the knights to kill and join the Imperial Army team.

"I don't have time to say so much now, let me break out and join Ryan!" Calade shouted.

"Understood!" Hagen also knew that it was not the time to hesitate, and he immediately responded loudly.

With the charge of the two Holy Grail knights, Calad was fearless. With the help of the Duke of Hagen, Calad galloped forward. The enemies fell in groups in front of him. Now this holy grail knight is simply Like a living human **** of war, his eyes are burning with the wrath of the lake god, and his sword Durandale is burning with white flames. He holds the riding lance in one hand and Durandale in the other. One blow brought destruction to the enemies of Bretania. He could feel the power of the Holy Grail pounding in his veins. The enemy sprinkled in front of him like wheat under a sickle.

No one is invincible, no one is invincible, the black knights turned into dregs in front of Kalad. These people were either picked up by guns, or hit directly by the horses, and then crushed into pieces by the horses' hoofs.

The last of the black holy grail knights also fell in front of Kalad.

He has slaughtered hundreds of undead by himself.

Then he saw his half-brother, Belites, Kaladesh’s brother has now become a vampire, he raised his lance and launched a silent challenge to Kalad.

"You have fallen too?" Calad raised his lance and said calmly, "So starting today, we are no longer brothers."

"We have never been brothers! We have never been!" Belites has turned scarlet eyes with a strong killing intent: "I have become a midnight noble! My power is beyond your imagination... "

Before he finished speaking, Calad’s lance had passed Belites’ shield, and it was in the middle of Belites’s chamber. This brother’s face had just shown a little surprise, and Calad had already picked him down. Down.

"Go to hell! Undead!!!" Duke Hagen didn't care about that much at all. The stag rode directly through the landing Belites. The vampire lord screamed in the shower of light and shadow of the stag, and then Was evaporated into a gray dregs.

Before Kalad had time to grieve for the dead Belites, the Holy Grail knight saw the shadow of Mad Duke Meroving.

The horseshoe never stopped, and Calade rushed into the black knight's army again, taking Meroving directly.

The imperial knights have never had such a sense of blood surging and lofty ambitions. They released high shouts. Under the leadership of Kalad, the imperial knights followed Kalad and killed Meroving in the blink of an eye. Like a shining light through the darkness and rain.

The black knights and blood knights tried to move to protect the mad duke, their eyes were full of hatred but there was no lack of fear.

When Karad raised the Excalibur Durandell, the light released from the Excalibur made almost all the undead scream. The light on Durandale illuminates the entire battlefield and brings it to the undead. Great pain.

The blood knights tried to stop Kalad’s charge. These blood knights are very powerful. They wear ancient armor. Each blood knight is a powerful warrior and champion of the blood dragon family.

However, still no one could stop Calad's charge. Riding a lance and blade tore through the blood knight's armor and blood, his head flew into the air, Calad cut five blood knights in succession, bī) approached Meroving.

The remaining few blood knights were overwhelmed by more than 800 knights led by the Duke of Hagen and more than 100 imperial knights.

Seeing that there was only one person left, Meroving sneered. The mad prince swung a sword and chopped an imperial knight rushing from the side into two pieces with a man and a horse. The imperial knight even had time to say his last words. Flew out from Meroving.

With the second sword cut out, a Bretonian ranger knight, the horse immediately sank into the ground with both hooves, and the whole person flew directly from the high-speed galloping horse.

Meroving raised his sword towards Karad.

This is an invitation to the championship duel.

Karad would never allow Meroving to kill again and again. He accepted the challenge angrily: "Madam, guide my spear!"

The lance in the hands of the Holy Grail knight smashed through the air, Calade dodges Merovin’s sharp blade attack, and the tip of the lance pierced Merovin’s throat, and the two sanctuary powerhouses were so terrible. Showdown.

Melowin made a cry of pain under the wounds, white flames burned his throat, and black smoke from Melowin's throat, bubbling and black under the burning of the white flame, under the crisis , Meroving used his Undead Sword to furiously open the blade of Kalad, and he stretched out his hand to directly snap off the lance.

The blades clashed, and the sparks that burst out splashed a long line of light in the dark night, and the arm muscles of both sides were tightened to the extreme. At this moment, they were evenly matched, and each of them could not help each other.

The vampire's speed was very fast. After Calad's lance broke, Meroving immediately swung his sword at Calad.

But Merovingen was still miscalculating. Kalad was no longer a mortal at this time. The Duke of Garment, who was far superior to ordinary holy grail knights when he was an expedition knight, now possesses strength far beyond the vampire's imagination. He immediately Using the remaining part of the lance to block Meroving's attack, just before this new force was born, Durandale's sword and the sword in Meroving's hand cut off with the opponent's right arm.

Meroving screamed frantically, his remaining hand grabbed the remaining undead bone sword and threw himself directly at Kalad.

"Clang!" Kalad immediately retracted his sword to resist. Durandell blocked the blade of the Undead Bone Sword and left a terrible scar on Merovingian's mouth. The black cursed plate armor was like broken. The cloth was chopped to pieces by Durandale, Merovingen only felt that his power was guided by Kalad, and his body involuntarily stretched towards Kalad.

Calad turned lightly. He concentrated all of his strength within his arms, and even used all the strength of his waist. Following the movements of the Holy Grail knight, the sword in his hand became invisible. Light and shadow.

Afterwards, Durandale fell, blood splattered, and his head rose in the air.

A sanctuary-level championship duel ended briefly and brutally, and the nearby undead army was instantly defeated after losing the control of Merovingen.

The army of the Imperial Army and the Principality of Gisoleaux took the opportunity to break out of the siege.

The entire battlefield rang out with a hoarse roar of Calade.

"In the name of a lady! Mad Duke Meroving was awarded the head!!!" Fupin Chinese