Warhammer Throne

"Our king, sacrificed!"

"Longlivetheking!"

"Longlivetheking!"

Ancient and solemn music echoed in the Ancestral Hall. The dwarves were weeping. The battle was won, but the dwarves once again lost their king.

The script should have been written like this. He Belega-Hammer will become the greatest king in the history of the Angland clan. The glorious deeds will be remembered by the dwarves forever.

However, a strong feeling of overweight gripped Bellegar's throat tightly, and the king of Bafeng Mountain only felt that his body was about to fall apart, and the death he was waiting for had not come for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, Griffin Impris was flapping his wings with some effort. Knight King Lane was grabbing his cloak with his hands with a smile. The king saw Bellegar open his eyes and smiled: "Brother Bellegar, you Wake up? The war was very successful. The Skaven and the Greenskins have been completely wiped out by us. A very small number of enemies have escaped from the underground network. The Hall of Ancestors has been regained. The entire Bafeng Mountain is ours!"

"Huh~ I was thinking about this... Brother Lane, did you know that you were rude to do this? You offended a dwarf's innate power, that is, the honorable death, the power to seek an epic death? "Bellegar was pulled up by Ryan and placed on the back seat of Impris. The king of Bafeng Mountain was a little lucky and a little ashamed, so he said very awkwardly: "If you weren't for our Angrand clan My sincere friend, I’m sure to write this in the book of hatred. Nothing can stop a dwarf from seeking a glorious death."

"Yes~Yes~Yes." Ryan slanted his eyes, and the Knight King joked badly: "But I remember, it was the dwarf who would do this after he issued the Butcher's Oath? And even the Butcher King was not in such a hurry. Send it to death."

"..." Bellegar didn't answer, thinking that he had been thinking about his funeral and how his descendants would commemorate him just now, the king of Bafeng Mountain was blushing, but fortunately he couldn't see it in his visor.

"Your kingdom needs you, Brother Belegar, the new kingdom, the recovery of Bafeng Mountain is just the beginning." Ryan knew that Bellegar had listened to him, he just couldn't save face so he didn't speak for the time being, so Ryan continued: "You belong to them. King, they need you."

"Yeah, I am their king. Without me, these mustaches really can't do it." Bellegar finally laughed: "I said they can't, that's really impossible."

"But without your help, Brother Ryan, we really can't do it." With a few laughs, Bellegar finally spoke slowly, with a hoarse and a little bit in his voice: "Thank you, Brother Ryan, we made it. , We really succeeded!"

The two kings looked at each other and laughed, and the laughter echoed among the eight snow peaks for a long time.

On the plateau, the war has basically ended, the Greenskin and the Ratman are almost completely wiped out, and occasionally a small group of fleeing enemies can't affect any situation.

Karak-Bafeng Mountain, which has been lost for more than three thousand years, has ushered in a brand new day.

At this time, above the sky in winter, the dark clouds gradually disperse, and the gentle sunlight penetrates through the clouds and shines into the ground. The blue sky is so charming and refreshing.

"victory!"

"victory!!!"

"Great victory!"

"Bafeng Mountain has recovered! We won!"

"Scaven, greenskins, undead, or other things, no one can stop our justice division in Brittany, no one can stop our powerful army of knights, we are the strongest in the old world army!"

"Long live your Majesty Ryan, long live your Majesty Belega!"

The cheering humans and dwarves couldn't help letting out their loudest voices.

Starting today, Karak-Bafeng Mountain has returned to the hands of the dwarves.

The Angrand clan, who has been displaced for more than three thousand years, is back home!

…………I am the dividing line of -50% of the maintenance fee…………

Ten days later, Bafeng Mountain, the highest place of the Dwarf Ancestor Hall, the main shrine of Dwarf Grimmnir.

The veritable King of the Eight Peaks Mountain, Belegar-Hammer stands quietly on the cliff facing the plateau of the Eight Peaks Mountain from the main temple of Grimmnir. Although this place has just been cleaned up, it has been Destroyed, the main temple of Grimmnir is still a mess. The old sculptures and buildings on the cliff have been destroyed. Only a few runes can still be seen vaguely.

Both the Hammer of Angland and the Shield of Resistance were retrieved from the ice lake. Also found were the corpse of Skarsnik who had been chopped in two, as well as the remnant of his pet Gobra, short. People have regained their territories, but the current Bafeng Mountain still has to face many problems. Most of the city fortresses are destroyed and it takes time to rebuild. The Gate of Titan collapsed. The craftsmen estimated that it would take at least six months to repair this gate. Although the Skaven Rats in underground mines and underground tunnels were driven away, they will come back one day. Bellegar simply ordered the bombing to collapse except for the roads leading to Haimen Pass, Eternal Peak, Rapids Pass, Horn Fort, and Iron Peak. All the earth vein network channels outside the fort, in the future, these earth vein network channels will be reopened one day, but not now.

Starting today, the hub of the ancient earth vein network is opened up, the dwarves will no longer fight alone, and the kingdom of the mountains will once again be connected as one.

"Skarsnick and its evil moon clan have gotten what it should have done, and the Skaven Ratmen have also been annihilated. We are temporarily safe." Bellegar took out a shot of the dwarf Thundering Fire Gun, the king of the Eight Peaks Mountain. Kneeling on one knee full of sentimentality, he placed the firecracker on a rune that had been very worn out: "All of this is due to you, Halhafer, without your sacrifice, there would be no where we are today. "

The king of Bafeng Mountain returned to his feet, Bellega raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Every dwarf is concerned about the roar of mountains, mines, and machinery, but at this time, Bellegar discovered that the sky of Bafeng Mountain is so beautiful.

The king quietly made a new vow.

I will realize my great dream of revitalizing Bafeng Mountain!

We will gather all the surviving tribesmen to rebuild their homes.

We will abandon the past differences and create a new kingdom and new glory!

We will unite and create our own destiny among the mountains!

Regaining Bafeng Mountain is not the end, but a new beginning.

"Bellega, my blood." A figure came from behind the King of Bafeng Mountain, and Bellega immediately turned around and found that standing in front of him were the four ancestor heroes he had summoned.

"Ancestor!" Belega immediately knelt down: "Thank you very much!"

"We are back to the garden, all this is due to you, and your knight ally." Ancestor Heroic Spirit, King of the Eight Peaks Mountain Ruen-Hammer slowly nodded: "Thank you, we can finally be free."

"Freedom?" Bellegar raised his head. He looked at his four ancestors incredulously: "I..."

"Our power can help you once, and it can only help you once." Roen Hammer looked at his last bloodline, and the ancestor Yingling said softly: "The next thing is up to you, Bellegar, we 'S power has been exhausted."

"Ancestors, thank you!" Belega knelt down, thanked all the ancestors, and then watched the ancestors disappear into the main temple of Grimmnir, turning into a faint light.

After everything was done, Bellegar finally got up and walked towards the middle of the Ancestral Hall.

The king’s coronation ceremony has been prepared. In the hall of the ancestors that has suffered from vicissitudes and sufferings, before Bellegar came to his throne, the Breton knights lined up in several rows on the left, and the dwarves lined up. right.

The white dwarf personally presided over the re-coronation ceremony for Bellegar. Starting today, Bellegar-Hammer is the true king of the Eight Peaks Mountain.

With thunderous applause, the dwarves chanted Bellegar's name loudly, cheering and singing their great achievements in this great expedition, and the dwarves' singing made the wood elves at the end of the hall unable to help their ears with their hands. Even Aralos can’t stand it anymore. The Wood Elf hero really feels he can’t listen. He quickly signaled that everything is over. The army followed him out of the hall and set up camp outside. The elves are not used to this kind of living environment. They currently live in The mining towns under Crescent Peak and Silver Horn Peak are in the town of Sloppy, and part of the knight army is stationed in Sloppy Town, and part of it lives in the quarry tower on the other side of the central fortress. These two places are surface towns on the plateau of Bafeng Mountain. .

Ryan stood with François and Calade, and Veronica stood behind him in a fiery red leather jacket. Olica had changed back to her previous black and white maid outfit, white suspender stockings and black high heels. Just putting on a purple mink coat outside, she silently listened to the conversation between her master and François, her amber eyes turned around, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ryan had changed his clothes into his king's dress, and the King of Knights calmly accepted everyone's cheers. This was what he deserved. At the same time, he was still talking to François: "This great expedition It's not easy."

"That's right." François watched the dwarves drag Skarsnick's broken body in two. King Bellegar and the chief rune master Sruder-Honesty personally read the records in the Hate Book. There are two chapters about Skarsnick in the Great Hate book of the Angland clan. It is estimated that it will take two hours to erase all of this. Ryan simply motioned to the knights to go and rest first, leaving only The old guards.

This battle-hardened iron army has now become a real elite after undergoing the test of blood and fire. François is a little envious of his heart. His Unicorn Guard has just taken shape. Because of the battle at the Valaya Gate Responsible for protecting the witches so the loss was very small. After the Titan’s Gate battle, he was also responsible for the same task, so the experience was still not enough. There is still a long way from François’ ideal strong army, the Duke sees The dwarf’s smelly and long ritual, and every time a cheer that is enough to overturn the ceiling is wiped away, he laughed: "Well, when will this strange ritual be completed? When will we get our reward? ?"

"Haha, I knew you were going to say this." Ryan smiled and nodded repeatedly. He cast his eyes to the deep and deep depths of the Ancestral Hall: "The Dwarf's Ancestral Mausoleum and Treasure House are located in a very deep tunnel under the Ancestral Hall. Inside, the rune master Sorek and Sludd have gone to open it, and the day after tomorrow, we can receive our reward."

"Very good." François asked calmly, "Ryan, you must have already figured out how to divide it, right?"

"Haha." Of course, Ryan knew what François meant, and the old man had hinted very clearly: "I understand."

The old man wanted to share more trophies.

But this request is justified. In this great expedition, the Principality of Winford contributed the most. The Quinalis Champion Knight Brotherhood almost all went into battle, and the casualties were close to 30%. The Holy Grail Knight Antelm died in battle. The human military group did a great job, and François also sent the Unicorn Guard, and in the end he even led his troops to support him. For this alone, he really should have a share.

Ryan knew that he must distinguish between rewards and punishments. The victory of this great expedition would establish his unquestionable kingship and world-famous prestige. As long as the distribution of the spoils is arranged, there will be no one in the kingdom and no one will challenge the authority of the king. He will truly achieve the surrender of all peoples that the former King Richard aspired to.

Therefore, what François actually meant by saying this is not to imply that Ryan wants to share an extra share. The true meaning of the old man's words is to not get overwhelmed, young man!

Calade did not understand what Ryan and François were talking about. He didn't care about the spoils, but about the scene. With the waves of cheers, Bellegar erased the last one and Skars. Nick related records, and then stood up personally, the King of Bafeng Mountain shouted: "Next, it's his turn!"

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

"Thoroughly, settle the hatred!"

"Long live Bellegar, and long live Bafeng Mountain!!!"

A few dwarves and a few old guards dragged in the five-flowered headhunter Quik from outside the hall. Quik was seriously injured, hungry and weak. It gritted its teeth without saying a word, still struggling with all its strength, but this Everything is in vain.

Bellegar stepped down from his throne, the King of Bafeng Mountain walked up to the headhunter Quik, looked at his old opponent with high toes, hummed coldly in his nose, put his hands on his hips, straightened his stomach, and took a deep breath of his pipe. , And then spit out a white mist on Quik's face: "Humph! It's your turn, Quik!"

"Nono! This is not the ending I want, it's not~" The headhunter Quik is still stubborn: "You wait, the beard stuff, Skaven's army, will destroy you and your little kingdom~ annihilation, of the Eight Pillars The city belongs to the Moss clan! Yesyes!"

"Oh, don't you?" Bellegar was very proud, and the King of Bafeng Mountain stretched out his hand to press on Quik's head.

"Your Majesty, what is this mouse talking about?" The young mustache Kazriel, the nephew of King Kazador of Iron Peak Fortress, couldn't help shouting loudly. The words of the mustache quickly attracted Kazador. King Er's gaze warned, but he was rarely scolded.

The king of Bafeng Mountain put his hand on the head of the Bafeng Mountain God of War, and he paused for three seconds with interest.

Everyone is waiting.

"It's scary!"

Bellegar yelled happily: "It fears the coming trial! It fears us dwarves!!!"

Thunderous roars and cheers erupted in the hall, and the dwarves all brandished their weapons and shouted in excitement.

"Yeah yeah yeah!!!"

"Long live the king!!!"

"Granny is on! We won!"

"Grimnier blessed us!"

"Thank Valaya!"