Warhammer Throne

ps: Everyone knows what happened recently, so I won't say more. The public chapters have been blocked for four chapters. At this time, I try to write them lightly. I also hope that the readers will bear with me and not be too harsh.

ps2: The update was late because the starting point was broken and I couldn't log in. There was no way.

ps3: The reason for the website, the chapter said before May 20th is all gone, I don't know if it can be restored.

Mathewbad's room above the ruins of Richard's castle.

The black knight Matthew Bard was sitting in the room. The undead wind raged around him. Mousillon's viper face was very pale, even a little purple. He closed his eyes and sat on the seat decorated with many ornate gems. .

Ackhan’s gift, the Black Holy Grail knights have all died in battle, and all the power in them has returned to Mathewbad. The power, combat skills, and experience of a dozen of the Holy Grail knights have returned to Mathewbad’s. Body.

Relying on so much energy and experience, Mathieubad finally broke through the sanctuary as he wished, but these strengths are not his own after all. What Mathieubad has to do is to integrate understanding and turn these things into his own. .

He needs time to digest, and the heavy-lost army of undead also needs time to replenish. Now there is a huge corpse outside Richard’s Castle. The new army of undead is being resurrected and assembled. Mad Duke Meroving is dead, Ma Hubard now lacks a dead lord who can stand alone.

Mathieubad was waiting, and Moussilon’s viper ordered that no one be allowed to disturb him.

Mousillon’s viper closed his eyes, and his father Raun Leo Cornwall’s sad face flashed in his heart from time to time.

Does the father really regret it? Mathieubad thought about it more than once.

But that doesn't matter anymore. Duke Moussilon sneered in his heart. He is Raun's son and the orthodox heir to Raun's title, kingdom regent and candidate for the throne.

Since Raun’s life and death are unknown, as Raun’s son, he has the right to inherit everything Raun has.

Then become a king, go to the Holy Grail Cathedral, and expose the true face of Bitch in the lake!

"Qa~Qa~Qa~" Just as Mathieubad closed his eyes to realize the power of the black holy grail knights' death, a two-headed crow fell on the window of his room: "Qaq~"

"Did you succeed?" Mathieubad immediately realized what he was sitting in the shadows.

"I said, this is a deal. In order to show you the sincerity of the great Lord of Destiny, we will help you a little this time." The double-headed crow looked a little embarrassed, and its appearance looked very awkward. Old, too old to stand still, there are not a few feathers on both wings. Hearing Matthew Bard’s words, it opened its mouth: "I completely destroyed the Spire Palace and repelled Ryan- Makado and his army, now he has fled to Sharon Forest."

"Knock it back?" Mathieubad frowned instinctively. He didn't want this!

But Mu Xilong's poisonous snake immediately realized that the Tricky Demon Army would never give his full strength, because there was no reason, just as he refused to believe any news about the Tricky Demon.

They are just collaborators. The Great Demon wants to get the holy object, and Mathieubad can give it, Ryan Macado needs someone to deal with, and the Demon Army can help.

snort! Take advantage of these chaotic dross for the time being! Mathieubad squinted his eyes. The situation was critical at the time. He temporarily made this choice, choosing what he needed. When he took control of the country, there would be no more chaos.

"I need you and your army to stop Ryan Makado and possible reinforcements in the South." Mathewbad made his own terms.

"Yes, then I need to get a lion to ride a gun." The two-headed crow whispered: "If you want to use our power, you need to pay the price, Musilon's viper, the great lord of destiny is not you, a mortal like you can test. of."

Lion riding a gun? ! Matthew Bard frowned upon hearing this.

The lion lance was in his hands. After defeating Raun, Mathewbad did not get the sword of Kurona, but the lion lance did fall into his hands.

Thinking of this, Mathieubad felt very hesitant. Although he hated Raun, he never denied that Raun was his father. In fact, all his actions can be understood as he is claiming his own right, because He is Raun’s son and has a weak claim. If Raun does not appoint an heir, he can start a war and claim that he is the reasonable heir to Raun’s inheritance. This is also his greatest capital in succession to the throne, or blood. .

Just like if Ryan dies suddenly, even though he and Suria’s son Devinhill have strong claims, Ryan and Emmanuel’s son Frederick can still start a war to show that I am the father’s orthodox heir.

Therefore, Mathieubad believes that he is the owner of the lion lance.

But the request of the treacherous demon could not be ignored. Mathewbad knew that he was very weak now, and the undead army was also very weak. Meroving died in battle, and it would take time to reassemble an undead army.

A group of bats flew by outside the window, making noises.

The double-headed crow stared at Mathieubad, its meaning was very clear, the previous help was free, this was a small gift from Santoqi, and there was no such good thing afterwards.

This is part of the transaction, and Chaos evil **** Tieqi has shown his sincerity.

"Can you give me some time to think about it?" Mathieubad still didn't want to hand over the lion lance.

"Yes, it must be as soon as possible." The two-headed crow didn't react excessively. It shook its head, and magic flowed in its blue eyes: "There is also the crown of Duke Musilon and the lake of indestructible lance. This is also the case. Part of the transaction."

"Why do you want to get the holy thing? What use is this thing for you?" Mathewbad asked deliberately: "I don't understand."

"This is my lord's order to gather thirteen holy objects." The two-headed crow didn't seem to be going to answer this question: "Thirteen lances and Duke Moussilon's crown are part of the plan."

"You didn't tell me the truth."

"You don't need to know the truth, mortal, you become a king, we get the holy artifact, this is a deal."

The two-headed crow flew away from the window sill, and there were still a large group of bats flying by outside, and Mathieubad's eyes were erratic, and he fell into hesitation.

Obviously, Carlos, the weaver of fate, came with a great mission. Mousillon’s viper had a foreboding. If Carlos gathers thirteen lances and the crown of Mousillon, the mortal world will be extremely terrifying. Thing happened.

As long as it doesn't collect it all, Mathieubad can only persuade himself like this temporarily.

What he didn't notice was that after a group of bats flew through the window outside the room again, they left Richard's Castle and flew into the distance.

…………I am the dividing line of a transaction…………

In late March, in the Sharon Forest, the southern knightly army camp, in early spring, the night was cold and watery.

The campfire burned quietly in the damp forest land, making a crackling sound, and a gust of cold wind blew from the woodland. The dark forest seemed to contain some kind of extremely terrifying noise, and the simple tents were erected. When he got up, the wood elves' rangers were patrolling outposts, while the internal army was taking time to rest.

Almost everyone was wounded by the serf soldiers. They used bandages and precious wound medicine to treat their injuries. They sat in twos and threes and had dinner together. The army’s supplies were relatively abundant. They had meat and vegetables, and they would boil water. Put the black bread into the pot and boil until it is soft and hot, then add a small amount of grains and fresh vegetables for dinner.

Most of the people were silent, and occasionally some injured serfs made a low wailing sound. Most of the wounded were treated, but there is no doubt that many of the wounded have lost their arms, legs or eyes, waiting for their generals. Will be forced to retire, take a pension and return to Ryan's territory to work as a farmer.

This was unacceptable to many serfs, and many wounded serfs wept for it. They would rather die in battle than become disabled.

The leaves of tall shrubs and deciduous forests are full of dew, drop by drop on the muddy forest land, and also on everyone's hearts.

The Spire Palace was ruined, the entire castle melted, and it was a hard fight. The Spire Palace, which lasted for a day and a night in front of the undead army, collapsed without even supporting it in front of the treacherous demon army for only two hours. This made many soldiers simply accept it. No more.

The only good news is that Ryan’s army casualties were not very large, because the treacherous demon army did not pursue when they saw the army retreat, so almost all the soldiers who were not killed in the battle retreated smoothly through the pontoon bridge.

Put a few pieces of whole-wheat bread into the bubbling iron pan, add a pork tube bone and a few pork belly fat. The company commander Raymond with the halberd is sitting on a stone. He is lucky to have only his back. A piece of skin was smashed on the upper, which was very lucky for Raymond, who had been in the army for many years.

The ability to eat so much meat is naturally not the treatment that ordinary soldiers can get. The battalion commander of the Charon Forest Patrol Battalion, Lord Bertrand, is sitting opposite him. The forty-year-old Green Arrow sighed and shook his head. , Picked up a bowl and tasted the broth.

Seeing that Raymond didn't make any movement, Bertrand smiled and said, "Aren't you eating?"

"Many brothers died, and I don’t have any appetite." Raymond was indeed a little hungry, but he really didn’t have any appetite. During the battle with the Tricky Demon Army, a fugitive slave who had a good relationship with him and lived in the beginning. A serf soldier next to the dormitory was in front of Raymond and turned into a cloud of scorched ashes.

After Bertrand heard this, he continued to eat. The Lord Winford smiled bitterly: "Boy Raymond, there is no undead as a soldier. Let me tell you, our casualties of more than 600 people in this battle are considered very light. I don’t know how many lives have been saved by a magical technique of His Highness Morjana!"

"... That, Sir Bertrand?"

"Um?"

"Is that... the Chaos Demon? They are too powerful?" Leimen saw that there was no one left and right, and asked cautiously: "Does the Chaos Demon really exist?"

"Shut up! Raimond kid!" Bertrand's face changed immediately after hearing Raimon's questioning. The two long beards under his nose trembled several times: "This is not something you should be concerned about, please be careful. ! Otherwise, I won’t try to save you when the world evaporates!"

"Ah! Yes, I know." Raymond was taken aback. He suddenly realized how terrible he had done, and quickly lowered his head to indicate that he was wrong.

Bertrand wanted to say something else. A kingdom knight in a ragged robes with a full-body plate armor approached from a distance: "Bertrand? Are you there?"

"Yes, I'm here, Mr. Leo Frick, what's the matter?" Bertrand quickly put down the empty bowl and stood up, and at the same time gave Raymond a warning look, and then stood up to greet him: "I am here. "

The one who came was the Kingdom Knight from Winford, the champion of the last Knights Tournament, Leo Frick Carral. He looked at the big iron pot with whole-wheat bread, pork and vegetables among a group of sergeants with some contempt. Thinking that Bertrand was a person admired by the Duke of François, he could only try his best to make himself cheerful and say: "We are going to have a meeting. Your Excellency Ryan will ask you where you are going. Come with me."

"Yes!" Bertrand hurriedly responded. He immediately followed Leo Frick and left the camp.

Watching Bertrand leave like this, the faces of the sergeants were full of envy. Although Bertrand appeared to be low-pitched in front of Leo Frick, being able to speak on such a relatively equal basis was an unimaginable privilege for all serfs!

Bertrand followed Leo Frick to the other camp, where the knight masters resided. A huge tent stood in the middle of the camp. When Bertrand opened the curtain of the tent, the holy grail knights and the nobles were all Already present, Bertrand was left with the only seat closest to the door in the entire tent, and he quickly sat in.

The atmosphere in the tent was obviously a little low. Ryan was standing at the long table looking at the map, Mogiana in a threaded lily dress was sitting on his right, and the female warlock wearing a set of black leather clothes and long high-heeled boots Teresa is sitting on his left.

"...The loss of the Apex Palace means that our plan to regain Musilon this time has failed." Ryan nodded when he saw Bertrand appear, and then continued: "The reality of the Tricky Demon Army is a bit weird. It's normal. Said that the Undead and Chaos are not friends but enemies. Therefore, I am fully responsible for the loss of the Apex Palace. I am not prepared. I accept criticism and corrections."

The knights have a lot of theories about this, but generally they don't think it is Ryan's responsibility. The reality of the Tricky Demon Army is too sudden and too inexplicable, and there is no way for the army to collapse when it is caught off guard.

Needless to say, the Chaos Demon Army is powerful. Even the most elite troops of the elves and dwarves, it is still very difficult to deal with an established Chaos Demon Army, not to mention that there are still many serfs in Ryan’s army. It is normal to win, and it is a miracle to win.

"You are not to blame for this, Ryan, none of us thought that there would be an entire army of treacherous demons and lead a whole army of treacherous demons to appear at Musilon." Mogiana shook her head, and she sat on her side in a chair. Above, holding the holy grail of potion in his hand: "The chaos demons will not easily enter the mortal world. They must have their purpose in entering the mortal world."

"The purpose of the Chaos Demon..." The Holy Grail Knight, the son of Duke Bodrick, pondered: "There are generally two possibilities for the Chaos Demon to come to the mortal world. The first is to destroy, and the second is to find or destroy something. Something specified by the evil god."

Jerod also nodded, and his brows were furrowed. The kingdom knight with the title of Paladin was pale. He was injured by the treacherous demon in the previous battle, and the injury is still not healed: "If it is destroyed, Then the treacherous demon army can't give up chasing us."

"So it's destroying things?" Armand lowered his head thinking, he said doubtfully: "Chaos wants to destroy the Spire Palace?"

"Nor." Ryan shook his head.

Everyone was plunged into doubt.

Sorceress Teresa said suddenly.

"Ryan, do you think the undead will collude with Chaos? Form a coalition?"