Warhammer Throne

A dwarf messenger finally took advantage of the underground river that the Norsca dwarves spent hundreds of years to build to send emergency military information to Olengrad, the second largest city in Kislov, on the eastern bank of the Talon Sea. , A trade and economic center, and a large-scale deep-water port with developed industries.

The underground river of the Norsca dwarves connects the Giant Mountains to the Claw Sea. There is a hidden vent below a coastal cliff, which allows the Norsca dwarves to move around the entire Norsca coast. The news goes to Kislov or the Empire.

Norsca Dwarf Maharaja Tolgard-The Crimson’s order was very timely, because the entire Dulong City was instantly surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Chaos Army just after the Dwarven Messenger left for about 30 minutes. After that, the news can no longer be sent out.

The first to attempt to attack Dulong City was the Norsca High King, the Norsca Mountain Legion led by the four gods of chaos, Vamir Iselin. This army consists of more than 50,000 barbarian warriors, including more than 3,000. It consists of a barbarian champion warrior and more than two thousand chaos warriors, including a large number of monster gangs and many behemoth units.

The Norsca Group Army Group launched a fierce attack towards Dulong City.

The Maharaja Tolgarde-The Crimson has also been ready. Dulong City has laid down ten lines of defense. Hundreds of artillery carts and hundreds of artillery are fired at once, and tens of thousands of dwarf hand crossbows are scattered to cover the sky. In the arrow rain of the day, more than 30,000 dwarven residents of Dulong City were all mobilized to participate in the defense.

The war was extremely fierce. Wamir Essling was one level higher than Egil’s red eye. He was another Nosca's supreme king after Eric Bloodaxe. No one knew how old Wamir Essling was. , People only know that when the second Eternal God’s anointed Aisa Kuvar went south, Vamir Essling was already one of Norsca’s most powerful chaos champions. He fled in the battle of Fasha He took his life, returned to Norsca, and restored his tribe. When Motkin contacted him, Vamie Islin had already declared himself "Emperor of Chaos" and "Norscar Supreme", and he had entered the sanctuary. At the pinnacle, ready to bestow destruction and massacre on the cowardly southerners.

However, Dulong City’s defense line was far stronger than the Chaos Army had imagined. After five days and five nights of continuous and uninterrupted attacks, Dulong City’s first line of defense finally fell, but then there were nine lines of defense in the deep mountains. Waiting for the Chaos Army to attack, the Chaos Army dropped more than 1,300 corpses, and the Norsca dwarves had fewer than 30 casualties.

The barbarian tribes and the chaos warriors were all irritable, and then there was a big blizzard, which made the onslaught become intermittent, and the retreating Norsca dwarves retreated to the second line of defense and built a stronger defense system. , The tens of meters high city wall, hundreds of gun muzzles and narrow passages made the barbarians really tired.

After the Great Holy War, the Norskars had besieged Dulong City for 35 years, but the final outcome was still a failure. Dulong City was capable of self-sufficiency, and at the same time, it was able to obtain a large amount of materials from the outside through the underground river undercurrent.

What makes Wamir Islin more angry is that they must go deep into the mountains to continue their attack on Dulong City, which leaves no room for the giants and monster war gangs of the Norsca tribe. Therefore, Wamir Islin After discussing with the chaos champions and Norsca lords, they finally decided to leave a small number of troops to besiege Dulong City. The remaining 45,000 barbarian army continued to go south, preparing to attack the empire directly from the Talon Sea. The Nord collar.

Through active defense, the Norsca dwarves have bought a week of buffer time for the humans in the south, but now these dwarves have been surrounded by four dwarven forts on the north side of the Mourning Mountains, and they have decided against the surrounding barbarian army. Before losing, they had lost all contact with the outside world.

Just above the snow-filled peaks, Norsca Maharaja Tolgard-the Crimson stood on a hidden alpine post and looked out with a telescope.

"The Chaos and Miscellaneous pieces seem to have given up temporarily." Maharaja Tolgard put down his binoculars. He looked at the chaotic army marching around the peaks of the mountain range where Dulong City was located. The black tide of destruction covered all the ends of the line of sight. As endless as the ocean, Torgarde sighed: "I hope that our battle can buy enough time for the human friends in the south and Thorgrin to prepare."

"Roar!!!" A terrible roar of dragon came from the sky. A chaotic dragon spread its wings and flew across the sky. The once noble body is now covered with sarcoma and lumps, but there is nothing. Doubt the power of chaos makes the dragon more powerful.

"Chaotic Dragon, Sculex-The Great." Maharaja Tolgarde-Crimson lowered his binoculars: "Oops, the scale of this Chaos invasion may be the largest since the Great Holy War."

"Southerners, have you heard from us?"

"We have received news from the Norska dwarves, General Voroshilov." Inside the palace of Olengrad, an attendant was speaking to Olengrad’s current State Duma representative during the Winter War. The loss of soldiers and generals was eventually reported by Voroshilov, who was relegated from Marshal Bear Cavalry to General.

After the huge losses in the Winter War, it was obvious that the old marshal had lost Katalin’s trust, but Voroshilov was an old man, and at the same time he knew how to cater to his wishes, and he did not offend the czar. His personal hobby is only Drink some wine, and this guy knows how to judge the situation, can bend and stretch. When Katalin was going to blame him after the war, he took the initiative to wear a simple coat of animal skin and burlap, and at the same time pretending to be old and showing his white hair. Humbly and even abandoning dignity, kneeling and apologizing to everyone, this made the female czar feel a little intolerable. Thinking about it carefully, this old marshal is also a loyal old man who has experienced three czars. He has high prestige in the army, and He seldom formed gangs and never participated in other things, so he just demoted him to general and no longer commanded the army, and sent him to Olengrad as a representative of the Duma, which was regarded as a pension for him. NS.

The Urgent Report of the Norsca Dwarves Although most people did not take it seriously, due to the stubborn demands of the dwarves and the particularity of the message, the news that a large group of Chaos troops had assembled in the north of the Mourning Mountains was sent to Voroshilov. Hands.

In the aristocratic mansion in Olengrad, the old marshal at this time was wearing a bearskin jacket, leaning on the old man’s chair and shaking, shaking, shaking, so happy, he sat in front of the fireplace and set on the table. With a bowl of half-drinking creamy mushroom soup and hamburger steak, he just finished an article praising the female czar for her hard work and finally gave Kislov a rare harvest in history. , The state is very tired.

One month later was Kislov’s Millennium Celebration. It was exactly a thousand years ago that Kislov’s first female czar and ice witch, Queen Miska, led Mrs. Kisler from the deeply corrupted Kurgan. The grasslands migrated and finally settled here in Kislov after a few years. Unknowingly, a thousand years passed.

In the past two years, Kislov has stabilized a little bit. The empire has restored food supplies after being relieved. In addition, Beria’s "gray livestock trade" and the opening of the trade with Dulong City have opened up the road for Keisler. The Husband’s Treasury received a generous income. The kingdom in the ice and snow took a sigh of relief on the edge of the cliff and gradually stabilized. Voroshilov couldn’t wait to post a compliment, praising Katalin for creating a new "Katarin". era".

Voroshilov’s praise coincided with a rare bumper harvest. According to the czar’s reply, the old marshal thought that he would restore the rank of marshal and be transferred back to Kislov.

"General, this is a message from the Norsca dwarf." An attendant came in and passed the message to the old marshal. The old marshal immediately motioned the attendant to fetch the reading glasses on the table and looked at it carefully.

Two minutes later, the old marshal took off his glasses: "Is the news true?"

"It should be true, but Boyer and the generals believe that this is outdated news. There is no doubt that the **** barbarian is going to the dark elf." The attendant said.

"Hmm..." The old marshal has received dozens of information like this during this time. Some of this information comes from Norsca's spies, some from merchants who trade with the barbarians, some from the northern frontline fortresses, and some From the empire and the dwarves, these intelligences are all self-contradictory, making it impossible to distinguish.

Obviously the old marshal was not an expert at intelligence, he almost subconsciously wanted to put this information aside.

However, the old marshal suddenly realized that this was his chance to re-enter the sight of the czar.

"Arrange for a passenger ship, I will personally deliver this information to the Czar!"

"Yes!"

A week later, the old marshal rushed to Kislev City, Bokaha Palace as he wished.

The Klim guard held a halberd and stopped Voroshilov outside: "General, you can't go in now."

"What's doing inside?" The old marshal tried to look inside.

Inside the main hall, the Boyer noble, General Kislov, and the Ice Witch are sitting together. Czarina Katalin is sitting on her throne. Her tone sounds cold, as if there is something in it. With a certain deep displeasure: "Destroy the barbarians, break the greenskins, and quell the rebellion. In the north, we just drove the Belsonglin tribe to the other side of the Mourning Mountains. The Gakova Fortress in the south is facing a greenskin attack."

"I have succeeded to the throne for more than 20 years, so why don't I really put my mind down and do a good job of research? This is the result of the recent peace and this great harvest!" Catalyn sat on her Tsar's throne, she There was a circle of ice witches sitting around the Queen’s side. They sat beside the Czar, and looked at the representatives of the State Duma below with cold eyes: “I’m not doing this for the prosperity and strength of our Kislov. What is it for?"

The inside of the palace was very quiet, no one spoke, and even a thin needle could be heard. When the old marshal saw this scene, his face was ugly. He knew he hadn't come at the right time, so he could only stand outside and wait.

A very handsome and handsome, tall, and even a light cologne scent came from a distance. Voroshilov recognized him. He was Alexei, a sergeant of the Kieslov Ice Palace. Governor.

Yes, Kislev also has a guard, but this guard is not as elite as the old Breton guards. The selection criteria for the ice palace guards are not strength or strength. The blood source was chosen completely according to appearance and height. This resulted in the Ice Palace Guards, which had only a few dozen people, full of handsome men, but at the same time they were all pretty.

There are rumors in the court that this group of Ice Palace Guards are actually the royal men’s favorites of the Ice Witch Sisterhood. The old marshal thought this might be true, because most of this group of handsome men did not last long and could not survive. There are many people who disappeared strangely at the age of 30, and the chief sergeant was personally appointed by the female czar. More than a dozen of them have been changed since they assumed the throne for more than 20 years, and about half of them are also missing.

The two sides greeted each other, and the sergeant took the initiative to talk: "Hello, Your Excellency General, what brought you here?"

"Ah, nothing, what's going on inside?" Voroshilov asked in a low voice. The sergeant can go in and out of the court freely, and often participates in court meetings as a guard of honor.

"Hey, it's not the group of ignorant guys!" Alexei held up his handsome face, full of expressions of hatred for iron and steel: "I just said, this year is Kislov's. What happened to the extra tax for the Millennium Celebration, such a grand program? This year is a bumper harvest! Shouldn't the excess food be offered, to be grateful for the gift of His Majesty the Tsar?"

Before Alexei finished speaking, the conversation in the palace continued.

"Take this thousand-year celebration as an example. It has been a thousand years since the Queen Miska and the tribe set off from Kurgan. Anyone who knows knows that it is time for the Snow Kingdom to hold a grand event of sufficient size. The celebration is over, and those who don’t know know how to scold me for extravagance. Do you think I don’t understand what everyone is talking about recently? Yezhov and Cheka have already reported to me." The female czar then said coldly: " I'm not doing this for our national image of Kislov?"

"Normally, if an old man Boyer marries a wife, if he wins, if he lives to be 60 years old, they will hold a big banquet and let the people nearby come to enjoy the food and the bonfire. Everyone is happy, everyone will be happy Saying that this Boyer has been blessed by Ursun, is strong and full of hope, his reputation will spread throughout the old world along with the banquet celebration!" Catalyn was a little impatient seeing everyone still silent: "Boy Yeah, so the country should be even more so! If we don't even hold a millennium celebration, not only will we have no face for the Tsars, but the entire Kislov will not be able to look up in the old world!"

"If you don't manage it well, how can the stability and prosperity of the past few years after the Winter War be shown to everyone?" Katalyn opened her slender Danfeng eyes, and the female czar's facial features alone would not be particularly amazing. Combined together, there is a very symmetrical beauty, with a small melon-seed face and long black hair in the middle falling from the ears with crystal pearl earlobes.

After tidying up her dark blue dress and bringing her calves wrapped in white silk pantyhose together, the czar stared at everyone in the State Duma: "In this way, the northern barbarians and green skins will look down on us, even the old ones. The humans and dwarves of the world will look down on us! The greenskins and barbarians will look down on us, and they will fight over! The humans and dwarves of the old world will look down on us, and they will disobey us!"

"That's all for me. I still oppose the Millennium Celebration. You can speak!"

The Boyer nobles and generals underneath looked at each other, but they dared not raise objections. Marshal Rokosovsky of the Bear Cavalry knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up. He thought to himself that the prestige was achieved. How could the celebration be done? What about?

After thinking for a while, Marshal Bear Cavalry said deliberately: "In response to your Majesty, we are not opposed to holding the Millennium Celebration, but the time is not right."

"Why is it inappropriate? The Imperial Norsca Expedition to the south came back, and the celebration was held for twelve consecutive days. In the west, Brittany returned from the Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition and the Orbion Expedition, and they also held ten. Two-day and five-day large-scale banquet!" Katalin said coldly: "Our millennium celebration can only be once in a thousand years!"

"But..." Rokosovsky wanted to say something more, he immediately felt General Kieslov's Dimitri Zayev pull the corner of his clothes, and the Bear Cavalry Marshal shut up consciously. .

"But what?" Catalyn became more displeased, and the female czar thought that the imperial emperor Karl-Franz was nothing more than a prince who had the name of an emperor but could not make Rick a prince. As for the knight Ryan, Not relying on the marquise of Marquis Suria who married the Duke, but in the final analysis, it is also relying on nepotism to get the upper hand. How about being able to fight? It's just a reckless man who is desperate.

Look at the generals and Boyers under this palace. They are all waiting for my orders. I am the one who can use people. Besides, I am a strong man in the sanctuary. I have the blood of the Miska czar. He is bad.

"No, your majesty is thinking about the long-term, but I didn't expect it." Rokosovsky's heart suddenly appeared in the face of a Lieutenant Ugol, his big bald head and gloomy words are both Ugol. People's mind lingered, he tangled and chose to give up.

"Then it's settled."

After the meeting was over, the female czar, who was still still angry, received a report from the Klim guard, saying that the old marshal wanted to meet her.

"Voroshilov, what's the matter?"

"I bring you a congratulatory gift and a new tribute to our millennium celebration, Your Majesty!" The old marshal knew that the female czar was angry, and he consciously said what was happy about the female czar. He looked good when he saw Katalyn. One point, this said in a low voice: "Also, there is news from Norsca Dwarf Maharaja Tolgard-Crimson that a chaos army of at least 150,000 in the northern part of the Mourning Mountains is gathering."

"I know, I know." The female czar said calmly: "We all know that the neighbors in the north want to fight the dark elves to the death. The dwarf's intelligence is really out of date. Needless to say."

"Yes." The old marshal could not say any more.

"Oh, yes, since it is a millennium celebration, the soldiers on the front line can't forget. In this way, there will be more food this year. Let's give two bottles of vodka, three pieces of black bread and a piece of bacon to the defenders of the mountain pass and the northern front line. "Katalin thought of the defenders on the front line, and the czar said casually: "You should inform the State Duma about this and let Vlasov do it."

"clear."

In this way, the heart of the entire ice kingdom began to beat vigorously, ready to welcome its own millennium celebration with enthusiasm and vitality.