Chapter 447, The Battle of the Abbey of La-Messonnell (Part 1)
"Welcome, Alaros, you and your army will play a vital role in this battle." Ryan trotted all the way to Alaros, speaking in a proficient elf language: "Very...very welcome! "
"You just need to remember that Eslai is always watching every move of the outside world." When Alaros saw Ryan's appearance, his face was full of pride: "Including you, no one can escape Eslai's gaze .”
The wood elves' reinforcements are a real help. The army led by the hero of Alaros is called the "Taras Eagle Guard" in the King's Forest. This army is one of the core combat forces to defend the wood elves Queen Alaier. , entirely under the command of Alaros.
"Thank you for the support of the wood elves. Your help to us, on behalf of me and my principality, I will always remember it in my heart." Francois offered to extend his hand: "Welcome."
"..." Alaros still raised his chin, indifferent to Francois's overtures. It was not until two seconds later that the chosen champion of the wood elf queen stretched out his hand: "This is the continuation of the ancient covenant."
After finishing speaking, Alaros couldn't help chuckling in his heart. He felt that his posture and style were very handsome and stylish.
Lilith will love it.
Alaros was ordered by Orion and Allaire to lead the army out to support Britannia. The woodland lord led an elite army out of the Athel Loren Forest.
The wood elves are not as ignorant of the changes in the old world as the outside world imagined. On the contrary, the guys in these forests are deeply aware that if they want to continue to maintain their absolute isolation, they need to know more about External conditions and changes.
Essley has always used the relationship with the Bretanians. In the view of the lonely wood elves, the knight kingdom is their external barrier. If there is an invasion of foreign enemies, the knight kingdom will solve the problem by itself, and the forest will enjoy peace. Britannia and the wood elves have signed a covenant, and knights generally do not approach the forest at will.
But what if the Bretons were actually in trouble?
At this time, the wood elves will send troops to support Brittania. In their view, it is imperative to avoid the flames of war from approaching the forest as much as possible.
"I didn't expect to see you here." Ryan spoke to Alaros in Elvish.
"The rangers who serve you here have sent back news that we know what Kemmler and his legions are aiming for. We will not sit back and watch this country become a land of the undead. We will not sit back and watch Kemmler The conspiracy succeeded." Alaros had a better attitude towards Ryan, after all, this was Lilith's handpicked partner, and since Lilith wanted him to have a good relationship with Ryan, Alaros did not hesitate to give Ryan a good face.
Although Ryan speaks a standard high elf language, for wood elves, they don't like the accent of high elves, but for monkeys, it is not easy to be able to speak elf language so fluently, Alaros thought Lower the bar a little bit.
"We are honored to fight side by side with you." Alaros turned around and looked at the knights of the Brotherhood of Champion Knights of Quinalis. He held his head high: "Once again."
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The Wood Elf army joined the left wing led by Ryan. A large group of woodland guards and deep forest scouts replaced the holy watchman of Ramessner and stood on the wall of the monastery. Alaros led a group of woodland cavalry and a large number of eternal guards to join Next to Ryan, a handsome falcon stood on his shoulder: "Good evening, Ryan, meeting you feels like yesterday."
"Good evening, Your Excellency Alaros, I am surprised that you are here. It is said that you, as the chosen champion of Queen Alair, almost never leave the forest." Ryan thought that for the wood elves, a year is indeed a day. The same, especially the wood elves have a particularly long lifespan.
"I asked for it on my own initiative." Under the moonlight, a dark army of undead had appeared on the horizon far away, and the dark vision possessed by Alaros could already see the forward of the undead army clearly.
And human beings are not ignorant of the arrival of the army of the undead. The low and mournful sound of the horn in the distance can explain everything.
"Voluntary request?" The front line has been firmly established, and the battle is imminent, but Ryan's face is calm: "I don't understand."
"I heard that a very powerful champion of undead chaos was resurrected, and he stopped you and Duke Francois alone in the battle of Blackstone Stronghold. I think it is a good prey." Alaros played with his hands Spear: "He will be my prey, and Lilith will like it."
"You have no chance." Ryan laughed inwardly, and he said something meaningful, and he didn't know whether he was referring to Jule, or something else.
"Are you questioning my strength?" The proud Alaros was immediately enraged.
"Because I will deal with Gul before you, I will use my hammer and sword to kill that dead man." Ryan clenched Thor's Hammer in his hand: "The dead can't die again, so... just destroy it completely .”
Just beside the two of them, Bellegar stood on his rune stone and muttered to himself: "Ah, I really hate pointy ears, they especially like to speak in their own language, what the hell is Ryan doing with that pointy ear?" What are you talking about? You don’t want me to know? I’m going to write this down!”
In the distance, the tide of undead has come.
Gul, the champion of the undead Chaos Four Gods, held a giant black ax tightly in both hands. The serrated teeth of the ax blade gleamed coldly. He was like a messenger of destruction, vowing to bring the end to Britannia. On the face, the blue soul fire sprayed from the hollow eye sockets, and the blood-red Barosh armor gathered the power from the four gods of chaos, Nagash, and Kemler. The three powers converged together , formed a strange light, protecting Gul's body.
After the long army, there are three barren grave guard legions and two hundred undead Chaos God's Chosen Warriors. They continue to advance under the leadership of Gul, and immediately after Gul are the vast number of skeleton warriors.
The undead army led by Kemmler followed, and his army included a large group of cairn wraiths, tomb ghouls and tomb goblins. Beside Muller, the Necromancer himself was standing in his black carriage.
On Kemmler's left flank, Duke Musillon Matthew Bard led four legions of undead knights, all of which were equipped with lance heavy armor. In addition, a group of blood knights also followed Matthew Bard, The Duke Mousillon remained silent.
Among the four undead knight legions, many undead knights are still wearing the armor and weapons of their lifetime. The "red wild boar" family coat of arms from the Artois family shows their identities. They are all former Britannia Atul The knights of the Duchy of Va, but they all died in battle or were transformed into vampires after the "Tower of Dole" incident. The former Duke of Artois, Chilfroy, was among them. , Chilfroy's soul has already gone to the divine kingdom of the fairies in the lake, which leads to the fact that the resurrected Duke of Artois is just a puppet who has no soul and relies on instinct to fight, otherwise the Black Holy Grail Knight's team can be supplemented by a brand new a member of.
On the right wing of the undead army, there are a large number of robbers, bandits, vagrants, half-starved beastmen, trolls, and many mutants polluted by chaos from the Gray Mountains. After asking to hire them and promising huge profits, many people are willing to join Kemmler's team, and the great necromancer also spends his last copper coins to satisfy them.
He is already unscrupulous. The Noisy Skull Staff was cut off by Francois in the battle. Kemmler has now used the Chaos Gravedigger without any scruples. What made Matthew Bud realize that he refused to stay with Kemmler anymore, but chose to lead the left-wing undead knight army alone, preparing to let the defenders of the monastery see his anger and revenge.
On the contrary, on the Britannia side, François of the Chinese Army led the army close to the foot of the monastery. The serfs were praying loudly in the dark, asking the gods to bless them. Many serfs were scared to death Seeing such a terrible battle, several serfs have already peed their pants. All they can do is pray, hoping that the human gods they believe in will lend a helping hand to them.
The victory in the Battle of the Blackstone Stronghold ultimately boosted the morale of the serfs. Although most of the serfs were afraid, at least they did not plan to flee immediately. After that battle, the Tomb Legion was also weakened, and the number of serfs dropped sharply. The number of troops made the undead have an unspeakable absolute advantage in numbers when facing the human dwarf coalition.
This brought confidence to many serfs. François happened to be learning from Lane's reforms. The Duke announced loudly that if a serf made great contributions in this war, he could consider knighting that serf. This is already a serf class. Although the greatest honor that can be obtained under non-special circumstances is just a consideration, it is still enough to drive the serfs crazy.
The large group of knights on the right wing are gearing up. They can't wait to fight against the undead army. Under the leadership of Anthelm, Karard, Jerrod and other champion knights of Quenaris, they all feel great glory.
François began his pre-war speech.
"Knights of Brittania, soldiers, my countrymen, and dwarf friends from the mountains, wood elves allies from the forest!"
"Today, we stand here together, ready to face Kemler and his ancient tomb army. This battle will determine whether we can get rid of the shadow that this necromancer has brought us for decades, and will determine whether we can protect the Goddess bestowed on us. land, if we fail here, the entire kingdom will be overwhelmed by the tide of undead!"
"We can't just sit back and watch this happen. This land was given to us by the goddess. This land belongs only to us. The Bretons have gone through untold hardships thousands of years ago and took root here. We are here It thrived and thrived until today.”
"Now, for the people we love and protect forever in our hearts!"
"For our most loyal belief in the Goddess of the Lake!"
"For the most glorious and holy Britannia in the world!"
"Draw your swords and raise your spears."
"Warriors! We will completely destroy Kemmler and his ambitions! For the ladies! For Winford! For Britannia! Fight!!!"
"For the ladies! For Brittania!!!"
Amidst the cries and howls of the army, the tide of undead is approaching.
"Giggle" Gul, who stood at the front of the undead army, raised his black giant axe. Under its command, the undead stopped just outside the range of the dwarf cannon. The undead gathered together. Under Er's order, they roared up to the sky and spewed out a large amount of blue soul fire.
"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!" Gul swung his giant axe, opened his mouth, and pointed forward.
So all the undead roared and strode towards the monastery.
The war has begun.
The dwarven cannon and the Britannia trebuchet first opened the curtain for this war. The artillerymen greeted the vanguard of the undead fiercely. The continuous artillery fire and huge stones will rush to the front of the barren grave The guards and skeleton warriors were smashed to pieces. Under the moonlight, fragments were scattered everywhere on the front line of the undead, with scattered limbs flying all over the sky.
The undead suffered a lot of losses, but these undead creatures had no morale at all, and they still kept running.
"Let the arrow!"
"Let the arrow!!!"
As the undead army approached the army formation, archers, crossbowmen, dwarf musketeers, and wood elves began to shoot arrows, and the overwhelming rain of arrows swept the entire undead tide. At this time, the undead army lacked long-range weapons. Obviously, except for the robbers from the gray mountains equipped with bows and crossbows, the rest of the undead army can only be beaten passively.
"Fight back!" The robbers and mercenaries are a group of vicious people. They can sell their swords to anyone, whether it is undead or chaos, as long as they have money, they can do it. Using their own long-range weapons to launch a counterattack, a wave of crossbow arrows swept towards the central army. Many serf soldiers had no time to raise their shields, and were hit by bows and arrows.
The army formation of the Chinese army showed no signs of wavering. Francois had long been aware of the weak morale of the serfs, so the army at the forefront of the Chinese army was the famous Wenford Fugitive Regiment. The infantry in this regiment were all long-fighting Veterans, veterans with excellent qualities held their heads high, and their perseverance also inspired the fighting spirit of the whole army. The serf archers used ignited rockets and pox arrows to launch a counterattack against the robbers.
The robbers were soon screamed by the messy arrow rain of the serf archers. The serf archers were only average in terms of accuracy and power. Hundreds of people were lost after the rain of arrows. Many desperadoes tried to retreat, but found that the undead army was blocking their backs. Kemler's meaning was obvious. Either fight and win the victory in exchange for rewards, or die.
The robbers had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue shooting.
After paying a heavy price, the undead army gradually approached the positions of the left wing and the center army, and the killing frenzy of the undead Scourge hit the infantry in the front line head-on. Ryan watched his halberd soldiers and the eternity from the wood elves The guards fought side by side, and the brutal impact from the skeleton warriors and the barren grave guards caused the halberd soldiers and the eternal guards to retreat again and again. Stop the attack of the undead.
"So, let's start." Ryan clenched the warhammer in his hand, and the spiritual energy in his eyes gathered.
"Yes, it's started, I can't wait." Belgar hammered his shield with Angrund's hammer, and he shouted loudly: "Oh my God, Brother Ryan, what position did you choose? I can't see ahead! How's the situation?"
Even if Bellegar stood on the rune stone, he was only 1.6 meters tall. He could only see a little bit of the battle situation when he stood on tiptoe. He only knew that the front line had started a melee battle with the undead.
"It's almost time for us to show our talents." Ryan said with a smile.
"Hehehe, I like this answer." Belgar clenched the Hammer of Angrond in his hand, and he laughed.
"bring it on!"