Warhammer Throne

"No! No! God! The goddess of mercy is here!" The farmer saw a few black shadows appearing on the horizon, and he was almost lost in fright.

I saw a few robbers riding bad horses, wielding tomahawks and longbows, rushing towards the family in the middle of the road.

"Run! Run!" The farmer subconsciously signaled his family to run away: "I'll stop them! Run!"

"What silly thing are you talking about! You are the only laborer. This family can live without me, but you can't live without you!" The farmer's father and the boy's grandfather picked up a pitchfork, and his old face was determined: "You run away!"

"Quick!!!" After speaking, the old man rushed straight in the direction where the robber was.

The two children are still standing blankly, the young ones still don't understand what happened.

"Master...Grandpa?" The boy was stunned, looking at his grandpa's back: "Master...Grandpa?"

"Run! Lucas! Clara! Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuufu and the escape of the tears of tears in the corner of the tears of tears in the corner of the tears Delay the time.

"Father!!!" The farmer put his mother on the trolley and pushed with all his strength. It is not far from Mijolden Haven. As long as he can run out for a short period of time, he may have a chance to survive. .

"Hand over all the valuable things!" The robber's greedy voice was faintly audible in the distance.

But the sudden response made the family stunned.

"Yes, you are talking about handing over all the valuable things to me! Then... leave your life here!" A knight wearing a full chain mail and breastplate suddenly appeared on the side of the road, this A knight riding on a war horse, with a white wolf knight badge hanging on his chest, shouted at the robbers rushing in the distance with a warhammer in his hand.

His voice was even more greedy than the robber's voice.

"FUCK! It's the white wolf knight! It's a trap! Everyone! Get out!" Five robbers rushed in. They rushed over only after hearing the child's howling. They actually met a white wolf knight? !

The headed robber was short in stature, armed with a spear, and riding a small bad horse. He saw a white wolf rider in front of him, and was so frightened that he quickly tightened the reins. As a result, the bad horse with poor reactivity fell headlong and connected. The robber also threw a dog and chewed on the mud.

"Give it to me!" Ryan rushed past the old man on horseback, and involuntarily stretched out his hand to **** the pitchfork from the old man's hand.

"When...Of course, the noble knight!!!" The old man replied subconsciously, empty of his hands.

Ryan threw the pitchfork in his hand fiercely, and the pitchfork flying in the air cut through the sound barrier and pierced the first robber's chest, knocking him down from the horse directly, and brought down the other robber by the way.

"There is no other way but to fight!" At this time, there were two robbers left. They knew that the bad horses and stray horses they were riding were absolutely inferior to the ability of Ryan's horses, so they could only turn their horses' heads and prepare to fight to the death. .

Ryan is fast, the two robbers have just turned around, Ryan has passed by them.

Two heads fell to the ground.

The next thing was very simple. Ryan ignored the plea of ​​the robbers with a smile on his face, patched the remaining three robbers, then picked up the pitchfork and handed it to the old man: "Return you. "

"Thanks...Thank you Lord White Wolf Knight!" The old man immediately reached out and took it, and then knelt down very excitedly: "Thank you! You saved our life. Would you be lucky enough to know your name?"

"My name is Lane,'Sledgehammer' Lane."

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When Ryan came to Miljoden Haven, he was leading several horses alone, and the horses were still hung with a lot of tattered armor and weapons.

These things should be sold on the black market and sold for a good price, Ryan thought.

Ryan was in a pretty good mood at the thought of making a fortune with no effort.

He likes robbers best.

Because if the opponent is a robber, Ryan can justifiably become a real "robber" and take everything from the opponent directly through violence. For Ryan, he is a knight of the kingdom, and he is obligated to maintain law and order within his country's borders, so he does Everything is legal.

Different from the robbers he let go when he was on Mount Hordaland before, those robbers are villagers who can’t survive. When they are robbers, they are forced to be helpless and have no alternative. In this case, Ryan kills a few leaders and will be left. The dismissal of the villagers whose conscience has not been lost is a relatively ideal result.

But for this kind of robber who specializes in robbing houses and attacking past travelers and farmers on the road, Ryan believes that there is no need for mercy. Letting them go is just letting the tiger return to the mountain. For this kind of murderer whose hands are stained with the blood of innocent travelers and villagers Said that the only kindness is to rectify them on the spot.

Then their ill-gotten gains are their own.

The good mood didn't last long. When he noticed the situation at the gate of the city, his original mood disappeared completely.

Crowds of soldiers are running continuously on the city wall. Various defensive equipment has been assembled and reinforced. The non-commissioned officers shouted at the soldiers to hold fast. At the same time, they strictly checked those who wanted to enter the city, looking for possible barbarians. spy.

The barbarians are here! This is the information Ryan obtained from the villagers he met earlier.

"The Crushing Bear" Brigg rushed into the hinterland of Nord with more than four thousand barbarian troops, burned, killed and plundered everywhere. Since almost all the troops were on the front line to resist the barbarian attacks, Nord's internal defense was empty, and the Germans were empty. When the king finally transferred his troops to deal with Birrig, this barbarian army had already carved a **** road in the territory of Nord.

Yesterday, Milodden Haven received a front-line report that the bear tribe led by Brigg came straight towards Milodden Haven! It seems that something in this port city is madly attracting them.

The city that received the alert entered full martial law. Soldiers who had not been fighting for a long time continued to gather. All the conscripts gathered under the orders of the Lord Earl and received weapons in the arsenal.

Ryan jumped into the city very easily, but before he took a few steps, a group of heavily armed soldiers surrounded him. The head of the army commander dismounted and walked in front of Ryan and offered a military salute to him: "Hello! White Wolf Knight Mr. Sledgehammer Lane! I am very fortunate to be able to meet you, and our Lord Earl Albert Baker invites you to join the ongoing military meeting."

"Of course, but please allow me to go back to the hotel to settle." Ryan knew this was ready for battle.

"Okay, we are waiting for you here."

Back to the hotel in a hurry, Ryan found that the female warlock was sitting in the lobby waiting for him, her long legs in black tight leather pants and high-heeled boots cocked: "Ryan? Why are you coming back now? I tell you, the barbarians are moving towards Here comes..."

"I know." Ryan hurriedly put down his things, and then handed over all the ill-gotten gains he had captured to the innkeepers who dealt with them.

"So, Ryan, we can't wait for the boat to go out to sea any longer. I told Sister Dietlind, let's set up a teleportation formation, go directly to the sky fort, and then use the teleportation formation there to go directly to Marienburg?" Teresa stood up immediately and followed him upstairs: "What do you think?"

Ryan noticed that the lobby was full of people, everything from merchants to citizens, shopkeepers and farmers. Everyone was discussing the barbarian invasion. Everyone's face was full of tension: the barbarian is coming!

"There is no way. There is no stable teleportation formation. If you want to build it yourself, the cost may be higher than the reward you commissioned this time?" Ryan rushed to the third floor, Trey. Shah followed him closely: "But you know, this city had already mobilized a lot of defenders because of the war. Now even if you add conscripts, there will be no more than 1,000 defenders! This city is very It may not be able to hold it!"

"There are also militias." Ryan opened the door of his room and said lightly.

"The militia? What can the farmers do, they are only responsible for sending them to death..." Teresa was only halfway through her words, and she suddenly closed her mouth subconsciously.

She had promised Ryan that she would treat everyone equally.

"I'm going to the pre-war meeting now." Ryan didn't refute her on this point, because Teresa was right. The militia was only able to do this. The man stretched out his hand and patted the female warlock on the shoulder: "If you don't want to, then you can directly teleport back to the Sky Castle with Ms. Dietlind! I am a knight of Nord, and I must fight to defend my country!"

"No, I will stay and fight the enemy with you!" The sorcerer rejected the man's suggestion.

"...Thank you." Ryan nodded, "Where are Alfred and them?"

"The paladins have gone to the Church of Justice to assemble. In this defensive battle, no one can stay out of the matter." Teresa replied calmly, and then watched Ryan leave in a hurry.

The Earl of Milldenhaven, the "Tax collector" Albert Baker, was standing in his three-story castle, and his two knights were standing in front of the map, watching the battle.

Albert is a middle-aged man in his forties. He looks more yin and gentle. He is not a rough man like Willard. He has dark circles in his eyes and an unhealthy flush of red on his face.

Standing with him are his two knights, Niclair, nicknamed "Knight of the Walnut," and Valdemar, nicknamed "Knight of the Bamboo Pole".

"I really don't understand, why are these **** barbarians actually coming towards Miloddenhaven? I really can't think of any reason for them to come to us? You must know that they are close to Winter City. Now!" Albert first cursed. When he just received the news, he couldn't believe why Brigg came to his own territory. You know, Mijoldenhaven is located on the west coast of Nord. , With natural mountains as defenses, and only four or five days away from the imperial territory, not only that, there is also a pass on the way to Millden Haven—Ok Pass.

"According to the scout's intelligence, Birieg's order was issued without warning. After destroying several villages, his troops were going to attack Winter City directly, but... the Bear Tribe suddenly abandoned it. Most of the seizures, the forcible march came towards Miloddenhaven!" Walnut knight Nikolay is an elite mid-range ranger with medium and long hair. His weapon is a mace and a large bow behind him.

"The problem now is that our defensive strength is insufficient!" The bamboo knight Valdemar is an elite high-level knight with an inch reserved. They are members, their strength is very average, because the most powerful knight under the command of Earl Millodon Haven is participating in the war against the barbarians in the north.

Miloden Haven originally had a standing army of five hundred, but after the king issued a call-up order, Miloden Haven responded to the call and drew a large number of troops to the front line. Now the standing army in Miloden Haven is less than 300 people, even if it is urgent. It is also a big problem to recruit all the conscripts, and whether they can make up a 1,000-man defender.

But the barbarian army has four thousand people!

"Anyway, when is it expected that Birieg and his **** bearman tribe will arrive under the wall?" Albert knows why the tangled barbarians suddenly rushed towards his own territory is no longer useful. God knows what those heretics think in their minds. What are these?

"The defenders of Oak Pass will try to delay Birieg's footsteps so that Mijoldenhaven can perfect its defenses as much as possible..." Walnut knight Nikolay frowned, his face covered with grease, apparently he had just eaten it. Meat.

Okk Pass was built on the mountain and was the only way between Milodden Haven and Winter City. Milodd Haven had not been on alert due to barbarian invasion before, and it was precisely this pass that relied on.

"There are only two hundred defenders in Oak Pass. We cannot hope that they will be able to delay Birrig's footsteps for a long time. My knights, tell me, in the worst case scenario, when the Bear Tribe will arrive at me. Under the walls of the city?" Albert waved his hand to indicate that he didn't have to count those that were there or not.

"The fastest... the morning after tomorrow, thousands of barbarians will arrive at Millaudenhaven." Bamboo knight Valdemar thought for a while and gave an answer.

The room fell silent.

At this moment, the guard standing at the door stood at attention and saluted, and then Ryan walked in: "Hello, Sir Albert!"

"Hello! White Wolf Knight Ryan, I am Albert, Earl of Miloddenhaven, and welcome you. At this critical juncture, we need your strength." Albert immediately stepped forward to greet him.

After briefly describing the current situation, the four people stood in front of the map again.

"Ryan, you have participated in many wars with the barbarians. You know best about their combat effectiveness. If we are able to defend this city based on our current strength?" Lord Earl turned his eyes for help on Ryan's body.

"Then you have to tell me how much power there is in this city."

"This city can probably gather about three hundred soldiers. Besides, if all the conscripts are enlisted..." Albert put his gaze on his clerk.

The clerk came up: "There are still about 600 registered conscripts."

"What about the veterans?" Ryan asked next.

"Even if you add retired veterans, there will be no more than 800 people at most." The clerk replied.

Ryan was silent for a long time, and finally spoke in Albert's expectant gaze, his voice a little obscure.

"Call up all the militias."