Warhammer Throne

PS: This chapter is an epic chapter with 6,300 words! The Zedevka battle also came to an end. I wonder if you like it or not? Friends can leave a message to the emperor through this chapter!

On the battlefield, morale is something of a mystery. It really affects the situation of the entire battlefield. This kind of thing is controllable and can be trained through the accumulation of experience and the personal aura of the generals, command and will Cohesion improves.

However, morale is also uncontrollable, especially when the war is anxious, any small action may completely collapse morale.

Therefore, Ryan has emphasized many times in previous battles that "mountains cannot be moved".

The female czar Catalyn had no idea what changes her behavior had caused the entire army.

At the same time, she did not expect that Marshal Fedosov’s army had done its best for this. Dagniper could not actually be regarded as a military fortress at all. There were many loopholes in this barely small town. The city wall itself was piled up of stones. As long as those **** barbarians use the Chaos Cannon to blast the lower level, the city wall will disintegrate on its own under the action of gravity. Only the river on the right forms part of the barrier, and the city wall itself is not very high. The upper part is still made of wooden battlements and Shooting port, and wooden ladder configuration.

The Marshal’s army has focused all its energy on building the line of defense since it was stationed. He knew that he was sacrificed all the way. He only had 10,000 in his hands, but he had to face the 50,000 of Nashou. Dajun, the only thing he can do is to drag it a little longer.

From the early morning Marshal Konev's assault, the Nurgle Legion also began to attack. Fortunately, the Nurgle Legion was slow, not moving quickly, and the fighting intensity was not high. At first, Fedosov's Department was able to support it.

But they were very wrong. In fact, Festus, the champion of Nurgle God's Choice, is different from most of the Nurgle God's Choices who only know how to fight. This guy has been instilled too much by his father and fat grandpa Nurg. Knowledge is a despicable man who is very cunning and knows how to target tactics. As early as ten hours ago, he had sent a 10,000-person team and a small number of Nurgle Demon Army through Linsk under the cover of night. River.

But the attention of Kiesloff's army was all on the Legion of Sex, no one paid attention to the Legion of Nurg.

Therefore, the low pressure faced by the Fedosov Army was just an illusion. This illusion caused Mrs. Keisler to fall into a trap. When the time passed by noon, a Nurgle Army suddenly moved from Dagniper’s When there was a two-sided attack behind him, the army that was still struggling to support instantly collapsed.

Marshal Fedosov came to the front line to supervise the battle in person to try to restore the situation, but was unfortunately rushed by the champion Demichelis-Grand Slacker of Nurgle and hit with a plague sickle. He was knocked down on the ground and could no longer stand up and almost made the army lose command. Fedosov finally seized the opportunity to hand over command to General Apanaschenko before his death, and ordered the army to retreat.

Although the movement speed of Nurgle's army is indeed slow, once the army retreats when it meets the enemy, as long as it is slightly less sharp, it can only be defeated. In fact, when General Apanashenko led the army When the remnant army approached the town of Zedevka, the army of 10,000 had only a few hundred soldiers left.

It was impossible to stop the Nurgle Legion that was about to attack.

At this time, the army on the front of Kislov finally ushered in a general collapse. With the retreat of the czar, the Konev, Zayev, and Rokosovsky departments that persisted hard like Like a pug whose bone was broken, it was defeated.

"I am defeated! I am defeated!"

"The czar abandoned us!"

"The battle was lost!"

The rumors spread wildly. The soldiers had reached their limits in terms of physical strength and energy. Upon hearing the news, they instantly collapsed. The battlefield was full of Kislov soldiers fleeing.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You are not a bunch of frightened rabbits!" Marshal Konev yelled frantically. He stood in the middle of the defeated army, stepping on Prince Siegwald’s handsome flag at his feet. In order to escape, the champion of Nie Shen Chosen even threw the handsome flag, but now Marshal Konev can only watch both sides. His troops are crumbling and heading for the road of destruction. The marshal's heart is like a knife. The middle of the road shouted: "You are soldiers! Remember, you are soldiers!"

"Nicolas! What are you doing, you are a major general!" Konev immediately found that the general he appointed was also running for his life, but the general obviously did not hear him. The battlefield was really noisy, and the crowds The evil army is desperately releasing the noise to try to defeat Mrs. Keisler's will.

"Soldiers, gather together and don't give up!" Konev was still making a futile effort: "The Norskars came too late, and the army of evildoers has been defeated by us! Don't you understand, only one charge is needed. We can defeat the Legion of the Sinners. The Legion of the Sinners has already failed. Where is your faith?"

It was useless. His army was defeated. The Marshal looked at the soldiers fleeing frantically and closed his eyes in despair. He noticed that more than 25,000 casualties had been killed and injured, relying only on Siegwald and the demon prince. The morale of the evil army, which Azasel acted as the supervising team forcibly supported, is reviving.

It was no longer possible to turn defeat into victory. The Marshal took out a beautiful hand gun from his arms. He laughed, two lines of tears flowed down, the Marshal untied the reins of the giant bear mount, signaled it to escape quickly, and then raised it. He stopped the fire and pressed his chin: "It's over, everything in Kislov is over, I'm fighting to the last breath of my life."

"boom!"

On the other side, Rokosovsky was also roaring among the soldiers. He pulled the sleeve of a Krim guard and roared at the Tsar Guard: "Go ahead! Go ahead!"

The face of the Klim guard showed a look of shame, but he did not give up to run away. With a strong shake, Rokosovsky was thrown away. The marshal shouted angrily: "Come with me! Don't give up, with me Fight together!"

It’s useless. The army is completely defeated. Rokosovsky discovered that two Krim guards were running away. His entire face was flushed with anger: "Mrs. Keesler! Fight with me, you guys. Is it the heir of Erson?"

"Are you the Tsarist Guards? Are you the glorious Krim guards and Kesa fighters? Fight with me!" Rokosovsky vainly called the soldiers to return to their positions: "Hold on for a while, We can defeat the enemy! Don’t you know me? I’m Konstantin Konstantinovich Rokosovsky! Marshal Bear Cavalry!"

"Konstantin!" At this time, Marshal Wing Cavalry, Commander of the Griffin Legion Romanov rushed from a distance, and the Marshal Wing Cavalry handed the banner of the Griffin Legion to Rokosovsky's hands: " Get on the horse, use this! Call up all the remaining soldiers you can call and kill them! Hurry up!!!"

"No! If we fail here, everything in Kislov will be over!" Marshal Bear Cavalry shouted frantically, tears streaming from his eyes: "Unacceptable! Even if we can escape, Kesler It is impossible for the husband to stop the chaos!"

"Escape! Go to Olengrad! There are some decent troops there, hurry! Bring the news over, time is running out!" Romanov forced the banner of the Griffin Legion and the reins of his mount into Rocco. Sofsky's hands: "My soldiers and I will buy you time!"

Olengrad? Rokosovsky suddenly remembered that, yes, Kislov still has an elite force that did not participate in this war!

The three thousand Red Navy under the command of Marshal Kuznetsov of Kislov!

Thinking of this, Rokosovsky no longer hesitated. He immediately turned on his horse and raised the banner of the Winged Cavalry Griffin Legion: "Soldiers, follow me and kill!"

The legendary flag of the Griffin Legion fluttered in the air, symbolizing the last glory of Kislov. The cavalry saw this legendary flag and finally recovered a little morale and tried to regroup under this flag.

Rokosovsky gathered about a group of Ursus, 800 winged cavalry and about four thousand Ugor archers, and forcibly rushed out of the battlefield. The Norsca Predator riders focused their attention on the whole piece. The Kislov infantry who fled on the snowy field were not eager to chase them, and the Wing Cavalry Marshal Romanov and his dozen soldiers were immediately swallowed by the chaotic torrent.

At this time, the battlefield has been turned into a slaughterhouse. In the face of the collapsed Mrs. Keisler, the barbarians will not give them any chance. The Supreme King Islin broke out of the ice, and he personally commanded the predator rider and the barbarians to start. In a terrible slaughter, the Norsca Ice Wolf chariot passed over the battlefield, reaping the lives of Mrs. Keisler in pieces, and he personally led the Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry to dash around.

On the hillside covered with blood and corpses, the beauty Prince Siegwald happily held his **** and ring finger in his palm, put his hands to his ears, twisted his body, and started his performance.

"Sorry, sorrowful, sorrowful~"

"Towards your heart, the color is evil!"

"This is Siegwald who delivers happiness!"

"You must remember to love the coloring today!"

"Papa Papa~" The devil prince Azasel laughed wildly and applauded wildly. After he had laughed enough, he pointed to the scene of Mrs. Kesler's defeat and laughed wickedly: "Master's adopted son, you have seen fifty thousand Is it a human race?"

"Of course! Give my order, the whole army march forward!" Prince Siegwald stretched out his hand and stroked his long golden hair, and said proudly, as if the previous failure did not exist: "Chaos Knight, follow me, there is only one goal. , I am going to capture the female czar back to my palace today!"

"Go forward, for the evil, for the great Prince Siegwald!" The Chaos Knights were dispatched, aiming directly at the Czarina's army that was about to collapse.

At this time, the female czar’s army has become a mess. Katalin and the ice witch tried to save the situation. She sent all the remaining wing cavalry to Lieutenant General Vlasov and asked him to intercept and pursue the chase. The barbarians tried to delay time.

But the army was already defeated. The original army of thousands of people soon left less than 2,000, but the barbarians rushed from two directions, and the army was in chaos. At this moment, a loud voice came from far away. Came from everywhere.

"Lieutenant General Vlasov has rebelled! He and his wing cavalry surrendered to the Norskas!"

Katalyn couldn't believe she heard the news, but immediately, the second news came.

"The Konev Army was defeated, and the Zayev Army was defeated! Rokosovsky was defeated and fled!!!"

A moment of Venus appeared in front of her eyes, and Katalyn almost fainted. She almost fell off the sled, barely holding on to the railing.

At this time, a group of evil knights have rushed towards the female czar under the leadership of Prince Siegwald, and on the other side, Iselin’s Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry with two or three thousand Norsca Predator riders are also there. Fast approach!

In addition, a large group of Chaos troops have also rushed. The Norsca barbarians followed various giant beasts and war elephants and marched here. Soldiers of the Legion of Sorrows also appeared from afar, and to make matters worse, A series of green dots also appeared on the east horizon, that is the Nurgle Legion!

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, you must leave immediately! Your Majesty!" The blue robe on Vanessa, the second seat of the Ice Witch Sisterhood, was damaged everywhere, and several wounds were bleeding. She ran to the sleigh and shouted.

"No! If I die, I will also die on the battlefield, with my people and soldiers!" The czar firmly disagreed.

"Please, Your Majesty!" Vanessa pointed to the distance: "You can't fall into the hands of Chaos! Kislov needs you, and this kingdom can't live without you!"

Katalyn looked in the direction Vanessa pointed, and then a deep cold penetrated her body.

An ice witch was caught by the evil evil demon, and the twisted and strange evil evil demon spit out a long appendage that looked like a tongue and a claw from the mouth, and then flung it, screaming desperately at the ice witch. The trembling of fear was inserted into her heavenly spirit cover, and then the evil demon sucked vigorously like a straw, sucked all the brains of the ice witch clean, and then threw the corpse aside, and immediately there was a group of low-level The demons and the evil believers went up to share their food, splashing blood and pieces of meat.

Catalyn was frightened, she could no longer say that she wanted to die here.

"Your Majesty, we have failed!" Vanessa then yelled. She took out a dagger from her sleeve and pierced it directly on the reindeer's ass. The reindeer suffered from pain and ran quickly with Katalin and her sleigh. Far.

"Get on the horse! You also withdraw!" Vanessa then summoned the ice wall to block the way, signaling the remaining ice guards and Boye nobles to flee for their lives, while most of the Krim guards, Kesa warriors and shooting corps Will stay and buy time for the female czar to escape.

On the other side, Norsca's Supreme King Islin was leading more than 3,000 cavalry from a distance to chase the Czar. At this moment, a group of about 30 winged cavalry suddenly appeared from the side, headed by. The winged cavalry of Kieslov was the General Marshal Dimitri Zayev. He raised his machete towards Eslin and roared: "The pseudo-king of Norska, I am Kieslov. Grand Marshal, Dimitri Zayev! If you have any, bring your people over, and we will have a championship duel with you!"

"Follow up! Follow me and kill all the southerners with bird feathers floating behind them!" The champion showdown was the only vow and rule that the barbarians had to abide by. Eslin was enraged, and the Norsca Supreme King gave up personally chasing the female. Tsar, he divided more than two thousand horses to continue the pursuit, leading the remaining one thousand Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry and Norsca Predator Cavalry to pursue Marshal Zayev.

Twenty minutes later, on the south bank of the Torsol River.

"Grand Marshal, the Torsor River is in front, and the Chaos Army is all on the other side!" The Winged Cavalry found themselves desperate. The Chaos Army is in front, the Chaos Army is behind, the Chaos Army is on the left, and there is no enemy on the right, but turning around. It is bound to be overtaken.

"Stop! Turn around!" Zayev closed his eyes, and General Kieslov motioned to the wing cavalry to turn around.

Most of the remaining thirty-odd riders were wounded. Everyone knew that they couldn't escape, but they didn't have any cowardice, no wavering, or even any anger. Everyone had only indifference and determination in their eyes.

They are the spear of the kingdom and the shield of the kingdom. Their original intention was to protect the kingdom of ice and snow.

This made Eslin rushing over by surprise. The Norskar Supreme King suddenly raised the rune greatsword in his hand and motioned to all the cavalry to stop first: "Huh? This group of Southerners may not be as vulnerable as they imagined. "

The two sides looked at each other at a distance of about seventy meters.

In the distance, there was a battlefield being massacred, and hundreds of gunpowder smoke and flames rose into the air.

"Wing cavalry! Line up!" Zayev issued an order. More than 30 wing cavalry lined up in a row, and the uniform array showed their determination.

"Your Majesty, this group of Southerners seems to be planning to use these thirty-odd people to fight against us!" The horror abuse champion Fanot-Bernhasal understood the meaning of this group of winged cavalry and said to Eslin.

"These Nannies are very glorious and courageous." A cloud of white mist sprayed out from under Islin's giant double-horned chaos helmet, and the four chaotic gods nodded slightly: "It is worthy of recognition."

"Brothers! Drink all the vodka on your body, and never leave a drop for these chaotic dog bastards!" Zayev first took out his vodka from his arms, and drank the whole bottle of vodka in one sip.

All the wing cavalry did the same. They drank all the vodka left on their bodies, then smashed the bottle on the ground and smashed it to pieces.

"Son of Kislov, listen to my orders, for Kislov, for Herson, and for the czar Katalyn!" Grand Marshal Zayev was the first to pull the reins and slapping the horse belly: "Go ahead! Ulla!"

"Ula!!!" Everyone burst out loud slogans.

In this way, more than 30 cavalry winged cavalry rushed directly towards the opposite thousand horses. They were not many in number, but their momentum was better than thousands of horses.

"Everyone! Charge! For the Norsca mountains! For the chaos!!!" Iselin also ordered all the cavalry to attack. The Norskars raised their spears and whirled their battle axe in the air, praising the chaos frantically. The four gods, like a mudslide, are rolling in.

The cavalry rushed, the steel collided, the spear pierced, the scimitar slashed, and the battle axe smashed down.

The two sides crossed, the barbarians fell more than fifty knights, and the wing cavalry only had five knights left.

The wing cavalry turned their horses, no one fled, no one was shaken, only indifference and determination were on their faces.

"Go ahead! Son of Kislov!" Marshal Zayev didn't say anything extra.

"Charge!" The Supreme King Islin also didn't say any extra words. Thirty to a thousand, Nanke has proved their courage and glory, and Aiselin suddenly felt very sorry deep in his heart. Sometimes there is such a backbone among Nanyou. The guys, they just went the wrong way, not embracing true civilization and choosing the right **** to serve.

"Ula!!!" The five wing cavalry once again charged towards the Norsca cavalry. Their fearless performance caused many Norsca to put their fists on their chests and slap them in tribute.

Grand Marshal Zayev glanced at the land for the last time.

The winged cavalry’s spire helmet and gorgeous wings behind it, Kislov’s flag flying high, the black ground, the snow-capped mountains, the scene of horses waving sabers and screaming, shouting "Ula".

In order to protect their homeland and the kingdom they regard as life, the wing cavalry was formed and stepped onto the battlefield to resist the tide of destruction in the north. That is the goal and aspiration of generations to give their lives for this.

The wing cavalry don’t get much salary, and they don’t have much good treatment. They often rely on going out as mercenaries to ensure their income and the cost of horses and weapons, but everyone has no regrets, because they face the most terrible. The enemy is always threatened. There are always people who have to stand up and sacrifice, and there are always people who have to make efforts for which no return can be seen. It is this spirit that has been passed down from generation to generation that supports mankind in this dark and desperate world. , The only light that illuminates everyone.

With frowning eyebrows, wide-open mouth, high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, burning gaze, sadness and passion, blood and tenderness, Grand Marshal Zayev once again uttered the final roar.

"Ullalalalala!!!"

One minute later, the battle on the Torsol River was over.

"Give me an order!" The Nosca Supreme King Vamie Isling put away his weapons and said to his guards: "Let's find a place here and bury all the armors and weapons of these wing cavalry! They are all true warriors!"

"Yes!" All the barbarians nodded, and they decided to place the skulls of these warriors in the most conspicuous position on their bodies to show their respect.

Then, just above the battlefield, a huge massacre began.

This is the end of the battle of Zedevka. The Chaos Army lost more than 38,000 people, and the Kislov Army only had some cavalry from the Rokosovsky Ministry and a very small part of the Katharine Ministry. Boyer nobles, ice witches, and ice guards fled the battlefield. The remaining Kislov army was slaughtered. The skulls of more than 50,000 people were piled into a giant Jingguan to show the martial arts and endless chaos. glory.

And just in the evening light, the pursuit of the Czar was still going on. The beauty Prince Siegwald personally led more than a thousand Chaos Knights and two thousand barbarian predators from Eslin to launch against the Czar’s sleigh. The pursuit.

"Catch the female czar alive! Appreciate an evil artifact! Promote to the chaos champion on the spot!"

"Catch the Czar alive! Catch the Czar alive!"

At the same time, the Chaos Gods laughed with satisfaction. They were very satisfied with the results of this war and decided to bestow their rewards.

In addition to the 100,000 Chaos Army that is going south in the northern wasteland, barbarians eager for war continue to come from the northern wasteland, Norsca and Kurgan, and new 50,000 Chaos Army begins to gather in the northern wasteland. , Ready to go south.