Warhammer Throne

Olengrad in winter is a very beautiful city. This city on the Gulf of Talon Sea is located at the mouth of the Linsk River and is the starting point for the kingdom to travel to other parts of the Old World.

In ancient times, this was the northernmost and easternmost city established by the elven empire in the old world. After the Battle of Longbeard, Olengrad was also abandoned. The estuary provided a warm lake without freezing harbor and protected the people. Frozen by the violent winds in the north, there is a main commercial dock on an island in the middle of the big lake. As a commercial center, the city wall of Olengrad is not high, and except for the waterway of the Linsk River, the city has only the southeast There is a gate on the square, leading to the Oster collar and Midden collar of the Empire.

At this time, the time has come to the end of November 2514 in the imperial calendar. The Frost House in the city of Olengrad has been transformed into a pre-war command post, and the Olengrad Shilavik Group is holding a pre-war meeting here.

Participants were: Marshal Rokosovsky, Olengrad city defense commander, and Marshal Kuznetsov, deputy commander.

The former warden of Cheka Prison, and now the Acting Minister of the Interior Josep Bruz in Olengrad.

The youngest bear **** Erson was chosen and high priest, Bagration.

Ellengrad senior ice witch elder Ivanovna, this female elder is a senior veteran legendary ice witch, she unexpectedly chose to support the death guard.

The situation is getting worse and worse.

On November 19, the Norsca Mountain Regiment appeared at the edge of the Groward Forest covering the north and east of Olengrad. The defenders of Olengrad used ambushes and guerrilla tactics in the forest and achieved small victories. , But this could not prevent the Norsca Mountain Legion from continuing to advance. The Norsca Supreme King and the Four Chaos Gods Chosen Vamir-Islin were divided into two groups, approaching from the north and east respectively, and soon captured Ecuador. In the town of Kvass northeast of Lunglade, the defenders were forced to retreat.

On November 23, the Norska Mountains Army continued its offensive, and a small number of outposts and fortifications arranged by Rokosovsky in the Groward Forest soon fell.

On November 26, a part of the Norska Mountains Army crossed the Linsk River and approached the southern part of Olengrad and the upper reaches of the Linsk River. The town of Jon fell. Afterwards, the defenders tried to attack but failed to recapture it. The upper stream of the Linsk River was cut off at the important stronghold of Jon Town.

On November 30, the Norsca Mountain Corps captured Gauschdorf Castle in the southwest of Olengrad. Since then, the entire ground transportation between Olengrad and the Old World has been interrupted, and Olengrad has been lost. Any possibility for outsiders to obtain supplies and reinforcements.

At this time, the form of Olengrad was already very serious. The original inhabitants of the city were about 80,000. In addition to about 300,000 refugees fleeing from all directions, a total of nearly 400,000 people were hiding in the city. And to make matters worse, the entire city currently has only about 4,000 tons of grain reserves. No matter how full these reserves are, they can only last for about a month.

The Frost House has luxurious facilities, bearskin sofas and many high-end furniture imported from the Empire are displayed. The grandfather clock made by the dwarves is exquisite in appearance and exquisite workmanship, and the wooden floors and carpets are from the high elves and Tyrell. Imported, but at this time everyone obviously didn't even think about it.

The first person who spoke was Marshal Rokosovsky, the bear cavalry marshal has become very haggard after undergoing many changes, and his handsome face seems to have lost a lot of vitality, but he knows him deeply. Now he can't fall down. The Marshal's uniform is brand new and well-made, but his white gloves are dirty: "The enemy is approaching from all directions, and Olengrad is about to be besieged in all directions."

"We have tried many times to break through the siege, but all attempts to get in touch with the outside world have failed." Admiral Kuznetsov's face was very ugly: "The soldiers rushed many times, but they couldn't open a gap. The army led by Oster was not ready for war at all. Faced with a small number of chaotic troops crossing the Linsk River, they were crushed and quickly driven into the Shadow Forest. Fifty kilometers? Or more? In short, what's next? It’s hard for us to expect the Empire to help us open the gap."

"This struggle will be longer and harder than ever before, but the son of Herson will win the final victory, I swear." The youngest high priest of Herson in history, the bear **** chose Bagration this year to be in his early forties. He has peasy eyes and a big nose, and he has thick brown curly hair: "Ersson has told me how to beat them."

"No one knows how to defeat them, not even Ursun." Joseph Bruz is pessimistic about all this: "If we knew, their threat would have been eradicated long ago, and they would be invincible. , The only thing we can do is to muster up the courage and survive, looking forward to reinforcements from the empire or Bretania."

The ice witch Ivanovna and Bagration looked at Joseph with contempt and disgust, even if the guy was right.

"Enough, the whole kingdom is left with us, what do you want." Luo Shuai raised his head, his face was very firm, but everyone could still feel an emotion called pleading, Keslev It was once so brilliant, strong and strong, once under the command of the Red Tsar Boris, the stars were shining, and the talents were abundant. Everyone thought that the kingdom would have a bright future.

In just a few decades, everything has changed. Those great names have either died in battle, or have gone away or disappeared. Felix, the founder of the first Cheka and the Prophet, the chief court minister, left Ruscia, Chief engineer Sergo died in prison. Beria and a large group of people went to play for the Knight King. The marshals of Zayev, Konev, Fedosov, and Romanov all died in Zee. Devka.

As for Catalyn? Ha ha, don't mention it.

Now this group of people has formed the Shilavik group, but they are like an isolated island in the ocean, isolated and helpless, and they can't see hope. Where is their future? Are they still Mrs. Keisler? It's an explanation for all the members of Olengrad to die in battle, but what if they do?

The air in the room was originally very cold, and after Luo Shuai's words, it almost stagnated. The invisible but extremely heavy pressure crushed everyone out of breath, like some kind of holding the heart tightly. Like his black hand, oppressing everyone's nerves.

"Today I only need to pay attention to one thing, and that is how to resist Eslin's attack." Kushuai came out to round the field.

"There is not much we can do." Rokosovsky shook his head. "Facts have proved that the successive attempts to break through the siege have yielded nothing except for the loss of soldiers and soldiers. The last thing the Norska people are afraid of is to play field battles with us. In terms of our only hope is here, right on the walls of Olengrad."

No one objected to this, Bagration nodded: "The only hope."

There was a rush of footsteps outside, attracting everyone's attention.

The bear cavalry general Feijuninsky opened the door quickly and walked in. The oncoming air-conditioner violently collided with the temperature maintained by the fire in the house. Rokosovsky glanced at the fireplace with some worry, the city defense commander. I know that there is not much wood and coal available for heating in the city.

"They are here."

Fifteen minutes later, Olengrad, facing the city wall to the east.

Outside the city wall, hundreds of bonfires are scorching the sky. On the ice sheet outside the city, thousands of tents are smoky. The Norsca Mountain Legion has surrounded Olengrad with a foul smell. Dispersed in the air, the sky can be clearly seen on the city wall that has been shrouded in black smoke.

Everything is like a joke, a funny, absurd and humorous joke. The sons of Kiesloff and the sons of the bear **** Herson have been here for thousands of years. The blood of countless martyrs on the ice field is just to linger for the whole kingdom time and time again. , Now, Chaos is here again, with their destruction, with unmatched strength, with the determination to crush everything.

Here comes again, they come again, how much blood does the son of Kieslov need to shed before Chaos is satisfied?

No, the chaos is never satisfied. Even if this world is completely destroyed, the evil gods will not be satisfied. They will immediately look for the next world, and the war will continue forever until mortals can't support it.

Can we escape this catastrophe?

A cold wind blew and Rokosovsky shuddered, and Marshal Bear Cavalry suddenly felt that he should put on a very warm bearskin coat like the Great Priest of Osun Bagration, then put on a bearskin cape and a bear. The leather jacket also wears a bearskin hat.

"The enemy has more than 50,000 people." The High Priest Ersun asked Luo Shuai tentatively: "Is the news like this?"

"More than just, far more." Luo Shuai pointed to the distance: "Dragon demon, a large group of Beastman tribe, and those chaotic creatures, these are the army that has not been seen before."

"Very well, it seems that we have to wave our weapons a few more times." Bagration made a loud voice: "Anyway, Konstantin, thank you."

"Thank me? Thank you for being a condemned prisoner?" Rokosovsky couldn't help but smile. He said with some interest: "I have never been afraid of death, but the high walls of the Ice Palace are always intimidating."

"You are a pure soldier, Konstantin, you saved the situation and kept the last fire for Kislov." Bagration said repeatedly: "Don't forget, Mrs. Kisler is the most tenacious in the world. Race, we want Chaos to pay a terrifying price for every step forward. Remember, the three northern gods will always be with us."

Within Olengrad, every adult male was conscripted to join the Acropolis War. All gold coins were expropriated and spent in the most important places. The Kirov factory produced muskets and artillery day and night, every blacksmith The blacksmiths in the shop spent all their energy on forging weapons. The bear cavalry, the wing cavalry and those survivors who escaped from the Zedevka battle took all their strength to join the ranks of the defenders and Olen. The aborigines of Glad fought together, the ice witches were casting spells to reinforce the city's defenses, and the Red Navy abandoned their warships and stood on the top of the city.

"It's all your efforts, Constantine. If it weren't for you, Erlengrad would not have maintained such strength." The High Priest Ursun bowed deeply to the defense commander: "Katalyn just didn't want to understand. If we can survive this time, I will make her change her mind."

Rokosovsky knew about Katalin. He knew that even the words of the High Priest Ursun would not make Katalin change his mind, unless her father, the Red Tsar, was born again, but he watched tens of thousands of defenders stand. Above the city wall, Marshal Bear Cavalry still feels proud and proud.

The spear tip of the spear and the axe blade of the halberd also reflected light under the cold sky. The Urgols lined up with their hard bows. The shooting army was checking the muskets and loading the artillery. The bear cavalry The marshal was very pleased. He was proud of his nation, and his nation was the most tenacious.

Before the last son of Kislov drank his blood, Olengrad would never fall.

"Yes, there are a lot of these guys. But we also have a lot of people, enough to block them." The High Priest Ursun said loudly, he seemed to be releasing magical magic to his own voice, his voice was like a giant bear. Like his roar, it spread all over the eastern wall of Olengrad.

Then Bagration was the first to sing: "The Chaos Army is a black crow~"

Songs rang from the wall.

"The Chaos Army is a black crow~"

"Want to trample us under our feet."

"From the Linsk River to Pragdon."

"Hey Erson is the strongest in the world."

"Kislov Warrior, polish the scimitar."

"Hold the gun firmly in your hand."

"We should all, the more we fight, the more tenacious."

"Desert on the battlefield with the enemy."

As if responding to the singing on the city walls, the Norsca people outside the city also blew their horns and sang their own ballads. They sang the four chaos gods for bringing civilization, and praising the brave who succeeded in ascension and eventually became the demon prince. They, too, sing the ancient myths and stories of those who eventually lost the ascension, and even some ballads can be traced back to ancient times. They were driven out of the old world. Many of the ancestors of the Norsca were originally Now the inhabitants of the northern part of the empire, chaos had not yet appeared at that time, and the two sides were still compatriots and brothers.

If there is no chaos, maybe the two sides will always be compatriots and brothers, Rokosovsky can't help thinking like this on the wall.

But the sadness only lasted for a short period of time, and soon tens of thousands of roars from various voices and the sound of axes and swords hitting the shield were added-the Norsca Supreme King Islin gave orders, and the barbarians were ready to attack.

"So, this is about to begin." Rokosovsky said toward the high priest Ursun.

"For Olengrad, for Kislov!" The high priest clenched the scepter in his hand.

"The three northern gods are on top! May the power and flame never go out."