Warhammer Throne

At this time, Dimitri Zayev in the Central Army also noticed this scene. Marshal Kislov sat on top of Mazar and slapped his thigh vigorously: "Okay! Good job!"

Marshal Romanov, the commander of the Winged Cavalry Griffin Legion, was also overjoyed. He rode his horse back and forth with excitement, and then said to Marshal Zayev: "Marshal, do we go according to the original plan? Support Konev?"

"What's the situation with Fedosov?" General Marshal Zayev asked, looking at the battle in the distance, he was a little hesitant.

The 20,000 right-wing part of the Central Legion is fighting against the Nurgle Legion. It seems that the Epidemic Doctor Festus did not intend to support Prince Siegwald, but chose to go south to attack the Dagani stationed by the Fedosov Legion. The town of Perth, so the Central Army only had a small part of the right-wing army and the Nurgle Army exchanged fire.

And as everyone knows, the speed of action of the Nurgle Legion... is really unflattering, Festus's marching speed is very slow, and it is still procrastinating.

"Marshal Fedosov is leading Dagnappe to fight against the wall!" The scout reported back: "The current battle is relatively fierce, but the pressure is not particularly high. The Nurgle army seems...in order to preserve its strength, the two sides fought four fierce battles. When I was young, the walls of Dagnappe were always in our hands!"

"So." General Zayev immediately issued an order: "Call all the wing cavalry and a part of the Urgoll cavalry, Romanov, to support Konev and them immediately!"

"Yes!" Romanov, commander of the Winged Cavalry Griffin Army Corps, immediately took the command. He led more than four thousand cavalry troops from the Central Corps, ready to go west to support Konev and Rokosovsky's army. To defeat or at least drive all the evil army out of the battlefield!

A large group of cavalry was dispatched and marched in the west direction.

However, just as Marshal Romanov’s cavalry army was moving westward and preparing to support Konev, this group of cavalry forces suddenly discovered that just north of them, on the north bank of the Torsor River, there was at least one army in number. The Chaos army of more than 30,000 is assembled at a slow speed!

The cavalry army immediately felt very terrible pressure. Marshal Romanov hurriedly ordered the messenger to go back and look for Marshal Zayev, telling him that on the north bank of the Torsor River in the north, a large army of Chaos is coming. !

"Sure enough, it's not that easy!" General Marshal Dimitri Zayev got into thinking after receiving the news. The Chaos Army Madam Keisler that appeared in the north had long had intelligence, but she didn't expect them to come so quickly.

"The only thing to be thankful for is that this chaos army is still far away from the battlefield. Even if it marches quickly, the scouts estimate that it will take at least 15 hours before the opponent can start trying to cross the river."

According to the scout's news, the opposing army was gathering, and it should be some time before the assembly was completed, and then crossing the river, Zayev's head was thinking frantically.

If this chaotic army is assembled and crosses the river south, Mrs. Kiesler will undoubtedly lose, so Zayev has only two options.

First, go to support Konev and Rokosovsky, defeat the army of the evil as soon as possible, and then join forces to solve the army of Nurgle.

Second, move east now and work with the Fedosov Legion to solve the Nurgle Legion, and then consider what to do next.

Marshal Zayev thought carefully about how to make a decision, and he quickly made a decision.

Since Fedosov's offensive by the Nurgle Legion is enough to cope with, the most urgent task is to give priority to solving the Nurgle Legion according to the original plan, and if the Nurgle Legion is attacked now, it is tantamount to aiming the fragile back at the newly arrived north. The new chaos army, this is a tactician taboo!

So Grand Marshal Zayev stopped hesitating, and he immediately ordered that in addition to leaving three infantry regiments to assist Fedosov to guard Dagniper, the remaining Central Corps began to advance towards the position of the Colored Army Corps.

The Legion of Sorrows was hit again, and now the beauty Prince Siegwald found that he had to face a three-way siege. The huge military pressure made him almost breathless. Prince Siegwald cursed and joined him in person. After the battle, wherever he went, the silver sword of the evil spirit was dotted, and groups of Mrs. Keesler were killed in succession. The warriors of the evil god, the warriors of the chaos and the warriors of the chaos lined up in a ring along the entire hill. The defensive line, although the hills are not steep, basically only a **** of 10 to 20°, but it is this **** that allows the bear cavalry and the wing cavalry to smash in front of the hills, and Mrs. The impact, all were defeated.

The battle was in a state of anxiety, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the defeat of the Legion of Sexuality was only a matter of time.

And on the opposite bank of the Torsor River, on a mountain peak.

Chaos Eternal God Choosing Black Iron Mottjin rode the Chaos Steel Bull that was given to him by the horror. Behind him is a small part of the main chaos army, currently only 30,000 people, and the following 50,000 people will enter the battlefield one after another.

In addition to these 80,000 people, there are 100,000 people from the Chaos Army gathering in the wasteland in the north to prepare for the south.

"Eternal God chooses Your Excellency, we should cross the river immediately." The Eternal God Chosen Hal-Eye of Eternity leaning on the staff, standing on the magical fire disc, he pointed to the distance: "At most ten hours, first The troops will be able to cross the Torsor River."

"Who is going, are you going? Hal?" Motkin rode coldly on the Chaos Steel Bull. He looked at the distant battlefield: "I have my plan."

"If you need it, I can immediately lead my legion..." Tricky said in a humble manner. He is different from Cha-Zaneike, he is Tricky's assistant to Motkin.

"No, no one will go." Motkin said indifferently. The Eternal God's Choice vomited endless chaotic evil energy and dark chaotic force field. He calmly said: "Everyone here will not go. , We will not participate in this battle, and no one will participate in the battle for the 80,000 people behind us."

"Why, Eternal God chooses Your Excellency?" Eternal Eye asked very strangely: "I can bet, as long as we..."

"I said that our goal is only one." Motkin interrupted the Eye of Eternity: "That is the ancestors' tomb in the castle of the von Zhukov family of the Imperial Oster, and Oleg von Zhukov's first class!"

"If we consume too much energy and time here, it will make the empire be prepared." Motkin continued. He looked at the fighting battlefield from a distance, as if looking at a mass of trash. The same: "Kieslov’s borders are not too small to be small. Even if it goes smoothly, it will take at least two months for us to pass through Kislov and enter the empire. It’s too long, too long. It’s so long that I can’t tolerate it.”

"But Lord Eternal God, Kislov is the outermost wooden fence in the old world! These **** southerners are like the sticky moss in the garden of Nurgle, and like the cockroaches that can't be stepped on in the palace of the evil man. If we don’t solve this group of furry in one go, they will soon..." The Eternal Eye suggested: "If we want to ensure that no accidents happen, we'd better cross the river as soon as possible."

"I said! Our goal is only one!" Mottkin repeated, his attitude cold: "The chaos gods have given me glory and power, and I am the eternal God's choice!"

"Yes, Eternal God chooses your Excellency, you are." The Eye of Eternity gave up arguing with him, bowed his head to show obedience: "But I think I must remind you, if we lose Prince Siegwald and his wickedness here Legion, our military strength will suffer a great loss."

"I already have a complete plan." Mottkin shook his head indifferently, and Eternal God Xuan looked to the west of the battlefield: "As for Prince Siegwald's loss? Who cares? There are so many Kurgans and people. He doesn't care if the Norskans, Mongolians and Huns want to join his team."

Everything has been set up, and counting the time, it's time for the Norskar Supreme King Vamir Iselin and his Norskar Mountains Legion to arrive.

It's time to give the last blow to these annoying southerners!

On the great plain in front of Zedevka, the war is still going on, and the time has come to one o'clock in the afternoon.

The Legion of Sexuality is on the verge of defeat. They have lost more than 18,000 people, and the remaining 20,000 people were violently beaten after being crushed by Kieslov's army on the hills.

However, the remaining army is the essence. Under the personal command of Prince Siegwald, the three marshals of Konev, Rokosovsky and Romanov were unable to completely conquer this hill.

At the same time, the evil followers became more and more energetic, but the Kislov army was getting tired. Most of the soldiers only ate breakfast, and hunger began to haunt them. In order to join the battlefield as soon as possible, the marshals compressed the soldiers’ rest. Time, as time began to enter noon and afternoon, the soldiers gradually tired, even the horses of the wing cavalry and the bear mounts of the bear cavalry were already showing fatigue.

Even so, the Legion of Sorrows seems to be at the end of the battle. The main position has been broken many times. At the deepest time, the Klimt guards even rushed to the front of Prince Siegwald, and the champion of Sorrows had been left behind. With more than one hundred corpses of Mrs. Kiesler, although Prince Siegwald is a strong man in the sanctuary, it is impossible for him to fight so many enemies on his own, and in order to deal with him, Mrs. Kiesler bears the pain. He took out the holy water bullets produced by the Nuer Armory Factory and blessed by the Church of Justice. This bullet was designed to destroy demons and target chaotic filth. Prince Siegwald has been wounded in two places.

At this time, Marshal Konev was still fighting in the hills. The giant bear under his seat slapped a wicked warrior in the face, and the bear claws made a sharp noise along the armor, wiping out sparks. , The godly chosen warrior of Seinie was swept to the ground with a slap, but he reached out and grabbed the claws of the giant bear. He frantically praised Seinie's name, and then pulled back forcefully, and the giant bear was pulled like this The body shook slightly, and he had to step on the ground with a paw to keep his balance.

Marshal Konev pulled the reins forcefully, indicating what the giant bear should do, and the mount immediately understood it. It stretched out its mouth and bit on the hand armor of the goddess of sin, and the champion of goddess lost his balance by this bite. Marshal Konev took the opportunity to wave the sword in his hand, cut off his arm directly, and then patched his neck with a knife, splashing black blood.

Looking up, the victory is close at hand. Half of the bear cavalry have been killed in the **** battle. Konev knew that the victory was due to the support of Rokosovsky and Romanov’s cavalry, who supported them with bows and machetes. Up his flank.

Pieces of soldiers fell, many of Kislov’s conscripts, Kesa warriors and even Klimt guards died in the battle, but this is a price that must be paid, and now everyone will be bathed in victory. In the glory of...

"Marshal! Your Excellency Marshal!" At this moment, the Ugol archers, already covered in blood and with a Norsca throwing axe stuck in their back, ran from a distance: "Your Excellency, look, look to the west! "

"West, west? What?" Konev was a little confused at first, and then he immediately realized something, riding the exhausted giant bear back a few steps, and the Kesa warriors behind him charged up again with the chaos warriors. Fighting together, the marshal withdrew from the fierce battlefield: "What? What is it?"

"Marshal, we found an army approaching in the west!" the scout shouted loudly in Konev's ear.

"Damn it! What is that?" Konev immediately took out the monoculars.

"Come, finally!" On the hills, the beauty Prince Siegwald put down his binoculars, and the champion of the goddess selection danced with joy: "It's Essling, it's Essling and his Norsca Mountain Legion, It's a hot man, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, he's lei, he's lei! He's lei from the west! I must give him a hot kiss, and I have to stick my tongue in, let He understands how much I love him!"

"It's Norsca High King Islin and his Norsca Mountain Legion!" Konev's body was cold, and Marshal Kislov couldn't help shaking his hands. His forehead was constantly sweating, dripping with big drops. Sweat fell in the cold air of Kislov.

Rokosovsky and Romanov were equally shocked. They were cold all over. No one expected why the Norskar Mountains Army would come so fast. They were clearly 40 years away from here more than 10 hours ago. Five kilometers! How could it be so fast? It is impossible for Prince Siegwald to foresee his predicament ten hours in advance and ask Eslin for help!

This is impossible! The two marshals were about to watch again, Konev immediately shouted: "Don't watch it again, I said don't watch it again! It's Vamie Eslin and his Norsca Mountain Legion!"

"Damn it! Damn it! Erson is here! Give me two more hours, and give me another two hours. We must be able to take Sigwald's head!" Marshal Romanov slapped his thigh vigorously.

"I'm going to resist Eslin and his Norsca Mountain Legion!" Rokosovsky shouted immediately, and he pulled the reins of his mount to get on his horse.

"You can't resist it! Konstantin!" Of course Konev knew that most of Rokosovsky's subordinates were trash fish. How could this be able to withstand the Norskar Supreme King and his army of mountains? ?

"How long can it last!" Rokosovsky shouted decisively.

After speaking, Marshal Bear Cavalry left without looking back.

Ten minutes later, the town of Zedevka.

"It's the Norsca Mountains Legion! It's Vamir Iselin! He took the men and attacked from the side! Your Majesty, Rokosovsky's Legion cannot withstand the Norsca Mountains Legion! "Sergeant Alexei of the Ice Palace shouted in panic and despair beside the female czar holding the Dwarven Seiko rune telescope: "Your Majesty? What should we do? Your Majesty?"

A luxurious czar's sleigh was pulled out of the wooden gate of Zedevka under the traction of four reindeer. Catalyn coldly put the binoculars away and walked down the fence: "Soldiers! My sisters." Guys! Follow me!"

"This war cannot be defeated!" Katalin boarded her own Tsar's sleigh. She drew out the sword of Ivan the Terrible, and shouted softly: "Let's bring Eslin and his army of mountains and army of evildoers together. Exterminate!"

"Go ahead! For Erson, for Kislov, for the czar!"

"go ahead!!!"

In this way, the female czar finally decided to personally lead her Kieslov Tsar Legion to go against the Norsca Mountains Legion!

The war is getting more and more fierce...

But at this moment, on the high mountains on the north bank of the Torsol River, Mottkin signaled that they could leave.

"The victory is divided."