Warhammer Throne

ps: Happy birthday to him.

The eagle mercenary group of Blackheart Repp may be the best equipped and most trained mercenary group among the frontier princes. Although these mercenaries still have a significant difference in strength compared with the regular army of the empire, Blackheart Repp has always Reluctant to invest in capital, they spent a lot of money to equip these mercenaries with crossbows produced by the empire and some simple muskets that were eliminated. Therefore, when the Chaos Army came, these were composed of the worst scum and the worst* The mercenaries formed by them have made Blackheart Rip's bad reputation, and they have also made their own bad reputation.

However, all of this collapsed in the attack of the Chaos Army. When Black Heart Repp broke out of the siege, the mercenary group that used to have hundreds of people now only has more than 100 people left. They are desperately using crossbows and crossbows. Musketeers tried to block the approach of the Chaos Army. In fact, they did successfully repel several small Chaos War gangs, but they were absolutely impossible to survive the war, absolutely impossible.

This is the judgment of Black Heart Repp.

At this time, a chaos champion has entered the army of the Eagle Mercenary Corps. He is wearing a rusty chaotic plate armor and holding a giant axe in his hand. He is trying to kill To stop his halberd and spearmen, the brave mercenaries swarmed up and used the halberd and spears to fight him together. The volley and spear stab made this chaos champion be beaten into an inhuman form. What you can pay is only a few. People were cut into several pieces of price on the spot.

"Hmm~ kill! Cut! For the sake of father!" Champion Nurgle's mask was pierced by a spear, revealing his pustulous face, and seeing his face, the mercenaries almost peeed their pants in fright. .

It was a face that was not human-shaped with thick boils of flesh, bumps, and foul smell, with large strands of rotten green foam dripping continuously on it, and there were a pile of eyes on his face.

That's right, there is an eye in the middle of every piece of meat, bumps and abscesses! The Nurgle champion opened his big mouth and spit out a ball of pus: "Eat, kill!"

"Don't panic! Brothers! Your prince is back!" Black Heart Leap yelled, attracting the attention of Champion Nurgle, and the opponent slowly turned and charged towards Black Heart Leap, with the giant axe in his hand ready to give it to him. A low-ranking southerner who was full of swear words came up with a cruel gesture.

Blackheart Rip didn’t dare to exaggerate. He knew that none of these chaos champions was easy to deal with. The mercenary baron immediately took hold of a two-handed long sword behind him. When the scabbard was taken out, black lightning crackled around the sword.

Its name is "Blood of Valor" and it is an enchanted rune sword.

The origin of this two-handed long sword is mysterious. It is the result of an adventure led by the prince of Black Heart Repp on the border. He spent many years learning about the history of this sword and learned that this sword is probably the relic of a former tomb king. It is said that Thousands of years ago, the tomb king "Eternal Emperor" Setra had reached and conquered the frontier princes the farthest, but failed to defend like the empire. This sword was probably worn by some tomb king or tomb priest. The sword, which was fortunately obtained by Black Heart Leip, became his thing.

"Taste this! Foul-smelling pustule! Your grandfather Littlebird is going to beat you up as a **** today!" Black Heart Rip rode on his horse and screamed and clashed with the champion of Nurgle. The confrontation on the opposite side of the scene!

After fighting back and forth for several rounds, Black Heart Rip let out a hoarse roar, he decided to do everything.

Black lightning and flames burst out of the brave blood sword body, and black energy gushed from the blade. Champion Nurgle watched in horror as his big axe was cut off by this enchanted rune sword on the spot. All its eyes were filled with fear, and it took a step back subconsciously.

How could Blackheart Repp let go of this great opportunity? This mercenary baron dashed forward desperately, using a life-for-life style of play to forcibly twist his body and flash the iron fist of the champion of Nurgle, enchanting a blade on the Plague Knight's The body slid as if dancing, and wherever the blade went, both the head and the arm fell to the ground, and in the end only the torso that had been shaved off the man's stick fell to the ground.

"Elite? Lao Tzu is an elite! Champion? Lao Tzu is a champion!" Black Heart Leap shouted and declared his victory. The death of the Champion of Nurgle caused the morale of the entire Chaos War gang to collapse, and the nearby Chaos Warriors were once defeated. The pressure on the mercenary group is greatly reduced.

"Victory!" When the mercenaries saw Black Heart Rip hacking the Champion of Chaos to death, they almost burst into hysterical cheers. It was shouts and cheers that surpassed courage in desperation. They welcomed the return like a hero. The mercenary baron.

At this time, Black Heart Leip’s originally gorgeous armor was full of nicks and scratches, and it was in a tattered mess. He rushed to the mercenaries and got off his horse. He threw the armor and unnecessary things on the ground. Put on a new horse, grab a bag of dry food and water.

"Brothers! Hold on to me!" Black Heart Leap yelled out before the mercenaries asked: "There will be reinforcements to support us soon! I will go out to find reinforcements now, and when the reinforcements come, let us take this together. The scoundrels will be beaten back into the womb!"

The mercenaries responded with cheers and howls full of fighting spirit. They didn't even notice that a large group of Chaos troops had assembled in the distance. Obviously the death of a Chaos champion had attracted the attention of the entire battlefield. The sound of footsteps , The sound of armor rubbing and weapon knocking sounded together, and more enemies are coming!

Even Blackheart Rip saw a large group of giant monsters made up of twisted pieces of meat and various tentacles.

"I'm so big! You wait for me, waiting for me to let the Empire open a steam tank to bombard your maggot head!" Heixin Leip cursed in a low voice. His hands were tired and fearful. Trembling, I had to take a deep breath and pretend to be calm, and then pulled the reins: "I'll leave these clutters to you, brethren! I'm going to move the soldiers, the victory belongs to our Eagle Mercenary Corps, Charlemagne is on top, Saria Here comes the lady! Let us fight for glory and a lot of gold!"

The Mercenary Baron's slogan full of enthusiasm and excitement impressed the mercenaries. They responded with a wave of cheers. Of course, they also attracted the attention of more Chaos Warriors and Chaos Fighting Gang. force.

Hum~ A group of sand sculptures are all about to die. Hei Xin Lepu sneered in his heart. He didn't dare to stay any longer. He pulled the reins and kicked the spurs. The horses sitting down seemed to be frightened by the chaotic frenzy in front of him and wanted to escape this place immediately and ran wildly. .

Blackheart Repp didn't even dare to turn his head. At first, he could hear the sparse gunshots one after another, but soon the gunshots disappeared and turned into a mournful wailing and close-range weapon clashes. He urged desperately. He ran wildly with his horse until he could no longer hear any sound.

In this way, this summer, the prince of the border ushered in the disaster of extinction, and the black-hearted Leip, the mercenary baron who was only immune, flees like a mad, he must let the empire know how terrible it has been. The Chaos Army appeared in the frontier prince, and the opponent's next target was most likely to be the empire.

Blackheart Repp spent a whole week traversing the Black Mountains and came to Mandhof Castle, a stronghold established by Wesson at the foot of the Black Mountains.

Stationed here is an imperial general appointed by Wesson, who is also the fortress of Mandelhof Castle. When he saw the infamous Black Heart Leip, his body was covered in mud, his body smelled like he hadn’t taken a bath for a long time, and his body was black. The fragrance of the red soil of the mountains, when standing in front of the castle gate, the fortress of Mandelhof Castle was still laughing loudly at the desolation and embarrassment of Black Heart Repp.

However, Blackheart Rip had an "official status" after all, and his status as a border baron was officially canonized by the imperial court, so even though the imperial general looked down on this shameless man, he opened the castle gate to let him come in and rest.

Blackheart Repp did not delay any further, his horse has run to death, and he has been carrying it to the present by relying on the physical quality of the legendary peak strength. When he gobbled up food while talking about his experience intermittently, The fortress of Mandelhof Castle, who had been looking at the joke, gradually became serious.

In the eyes of the nobles of the empire, Black Heart Leip is a shameless person, a despicable person, a shameless executioner, a liar without a sense of honor, and a soul who can see money, but Black Heart Leip is a legendary pinnacle after all. A strong man and an outstanding mercenary leader, when Blackheart Rip told about his encounter with the Prince of the Frontier and from the wave of destruction, when he described the terrible and savagery of the Chaos Tribe from the east of the Roof Mountains of the World, Man Lord Dehof has put aside all his prejudice against Blackheart Repp, he immediately accepted Blackheart Repp’s suggestion and immediately reported the emergence of a chaotic army on the border princes to the city council of Noor and the imperial court!

The messenger set off immediately and hurriedly sent the message to Wiesenburg and the capital of Ferdorf, the residence of Emmanuel, Duchess of Wesson, through the imperial postal and post system!

Ogle-Hock, Marquis of Wesson, who is currently staying in Feldorf, immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. Feldorf’s magic guild immediately passed through the circle, and an army of chaos appeared on the frontier prince. The news was sent to Nur, and at the same time the old marquis personally ordered Mandelhofburg to send an army to immediately **** Blackheart Repp to Nur to explain the situation to the city council of Nur and the nobles.

A huge chaos army appeared on the frontier prince!

According to speculation, it is the chaos army formed by the Kurgan tribe led by Nurgle's god-chosen champion Tamuk Khan! Even among this army, I saw a large group of chaotic dwarves!

Their target is most likely an empire!

And the chaotic invasion from the south will bear the brunt of Nur, a major town in the south!

As soon as the news came out, Noor was shocked.

The first to receive the news was Emmanuel von Lebwitz Bernardino, the Queen of the Empire. After hearing this news, the Queen of Empire’s first reaction was to convene a city council at the court of Noor to discuss How to deal with this invasion, the second reaction is to bring little Frederick to the place where Ryan is staying, viciously grab Ryan's sleeves and the collar of his clothes, and tell his man that he must not leave Noor now.

She needs him.

The tearful appearance of the little maid and his son made Ryan feel soft, and he did shoulder the responsibility. Faced with Emilia's pleading, Ryan smiled and comforted Emilia in his arms: "Don't worry, At this time, I said nothing would leave Nur."

"Really?" Emilia's charming little face was deeply moved. She reached out and put her arms around Ryan's neck, gritted her teeth in his ear and asked, "You didn't lie to me?"

"I'm the lady's champion of choice, how could I lie to you." Ryan gently hugged Emilia's somewhat petite body relative to him: "Don't worry."

"Well, I'll go to the meeting first, there will be a lot of things these days." Emilia looked at Ryan for a while, and after making sure that he was not dealing with herself, she nodded and handed little Frederick to Ryan first. Take it, and hurried away.

As Emilia, who holds the titles of Duchess of Nuor, Elector of Brescia, and Duchess of Wesson, she now has a lot of things waiting for her to deal with.

Seeing Emilia hurrying out, Su Liya sighed and came to sit next to Ryan. The female knight was wearing a gold-lime-colored sunny mermaid dress with white lace garter stockings underneath the skirt. With straight silk stockings and beautiful legs, and a pair of white pointed strap high heels, she looked at Emilia's hurriedly leaving figure: "You promised Emilia so easily? My husband?"

"I can't leave at this time." Ryan smiled bitterly and shook his head. He took his wife's jade hand: "I hope you can understand, Su Liya."

"Of course I understand. After all, my husband is like the sun, emitting light and heat. In addition to illuminating me, he also illuminates many people and many women." Su Liya's tone was strange, the female knight Hailan Ryan's appearance was reflected in his rosy eyes: "I just think you agreed too casually. Maybe we should help, but..."

"But this seems very cheap? I shouldn't be used?" How did Ryan hug Emilia before, how do he hug Sulia now, he sighed lightly, and put his wife in his arms. On his lap: "It is an obligation to fight evil, my wife."

"Yes, it's an obligation." Su Liya didn't argue anymore. She was leaning against Ryan's arms. Now the time has come to June. The weather is very hot. The female knight is embarrassed to be held by her husband, but she Still snuggling in her husband's arms and said: "But what about Moussilon? You asked Katzenberg and the others to make a series of preparations before they waited to go back and implement them, but now there is such an accident?"

"Plans always fail to keep up with changes." Ryan knew that Su Liya was thinking rationally. He was surprised to hear that the Chaos Army appeared after the frontier prince received the news. When Su Liya talked about it, Ryan also felt it. Embarrassed.

The nobles of the Kingdom of Brittany generally support Ryan’s reforms, but Ryan is always a little uneasy without his personal guidance and implementation. His subordinates do not have his prestige. The kingdom’s nobles have prestige. Without the ability, Ryan could only stretch his hand through Suria’s golden hair with his fingertips and caress her back: "It seems that I can only write a letter and let Francois come forward. I've done what I set."

"Father to deal with it?" After listening to Ryan's thoughts, Su Liya was not happy and worried, and the female knight said hesitantly: "But if this is the case...I mean, will the southerners share the profit? Is the ratio too big?"

"Probably not." Ryan thought for a while: "Now there is no other choice. Let me write a letter and explain it to François in detail."

"Well, it can only do this for now." Su Liya shook her head: "It seems that we will be staying in Nuer for a while."

"One letter is not enough." Ryan squeezed his chin: "Another one, please call Kalad to summon an army of knights, bring the old guards and the semi-professional infantry regiments to Noor!"

"He's Devonhill's godfather! How can the war be without him!"

…………I am the dividing line for writing letters…………

A few hours later, the Old World, Brittany, Helenhild, the capital of the Duchy of Winford, and the Castle of the Dukes.

François, Duke of Winford sits on the throne of the Duke, underneath are Count Cuilau, Antelm the Holy Grail Knight, and Sir Gerrold the Holy Knight. Ryan’s old husband is glorious. After killing Kemmler, François, who has already solved the knot, went further, and his strength was very close to the peak of the sanctuary. He was dressed in a duke's gown, holding a letter from Ryan in his hand, and smiled meaningfully: "My son-in-law, you really look up to me."

"Cousin, Ryan, did he mean to let you oversee the development of Musilon?" Antelm asked suspiciously.

"Yes." François picked up the black tea and took a sip: "Look at this letter, it's so long."

A long roll of parchment hung directly to the ground.

The letter written by Ryan is indeed very long. Out of some concern, he wrote in detail about the benefits of a series of reforms and the benefits to the kingdom, urging François to help Ryan to carry forward the reforms fairly, justly and openly.

Ryan first pointed out the necessity and urgency of the reform of the kingdom, what he saw and heard after he came to the empire, and the countless inventions he saw in the Nur Armory, which shows that Bretania has indeed been in some respects. Behind the empire.

The second point is the resistance to reform. Ryan is worried that if he is absent, many of the reforms cannot be implemented, and the knights and nobles are very likely to violate the law, maliciously change his original intention of reform, and twist Ryan’s idea into another squeeze of serfs. Kind of way.

Finally, Ryan hopes that François can treat the relationship between the North and South aristocrats fairly, and can be slightly biased, but can not rely solely on the knight aristocracy in the South.

François glanced a few times and put Ryan's letter aside. He coughed softly and shook his head: "My son-in-law, he underestimated me again."

"My Duke..." Gerrod looked at François worriedly.

"I, François, is the Duke of Brittany, the Lady of the Holy Grail, and I am not the Duke of the Southerners and the Holy Grail of the Weinfords!" François did not intend to read it anymore: "Yes. Are you so worried?"

"..." Antelm and Gerrold were suddenly solemn.

François looked at his cousin and cousin. Ryan’s old father-in-law gripped the hilt of the Unicorn Sword at his waist. He whispered, “I’m going to teach you a truth today, Gerald. ,listen."

"Yes!" Paladin Gerrod responded loudly.

"This country, under Ryan's efforts, is getting better and better. The country is getting better, and the life of the people in the kingdom is getting better. It is more important than anything!"

"Others." François looked at the letters on the ground and shook his head gently: "It doesn't matter."

"The essence of the eight virtues of knights is in it, do you understand?"

Jerrold only felt the blood in his chest surge to his head, he held his excitement: "Understood!"