Chapter 448, The Battle of La-Messenelle Abbey (Part 2)

The first to face the impact was the left-wing army led by Ryan. The halberd soldiers and eternal guards at the forefront began to exchange fire with the skeleton army, followed by a large group of outlaws, beastmen, and trolls. Frantically rushed to the front of the left wing.

The soldiers were joined in a pile of sixteen, pointing their sharp spears at the enemy. They formed a tight formation, resisting the attack of the tide of undead with their flesh and blood.

Skeleton warriors can be cut down easily, but the barren grave guards smashed through the temporary fortifications with great force. The not-so-strong fences were easily chopped down by these heavy-armored warriors, and the battlefield was bloody. The wind, human screams and broken limbs were flying in the air. The serf infantry regiment from the Earl of Glamorgan was quickly defeated. Many infantrymen were trembling as if they were sick. The straw was harvested by the Barren Grave Guard Corps.

The attack of the Barren Grave Guard once penetrated deep into the left flank. Like a tide of destruction, they slaughtered all enemies who opposed them. Rusty machetes, long halberds, and big axes ruthlessly harvested human lives. .

Until they encountered obstacles, rows of dwarves hid behind the serf infantry regiments, and they had raised their battle axes, ready to meet the enemy.

Those were the dwarf warriors of the Angrund clan, the most powerful of which were the dwarf iron-shard warriors of the "Northern Star Axes", the dwarf hammer warriors of the "Brotherhood of Steel" and the dwarf leader of the "Will of King Loen". Veterans, under their command, the dwarves threw their grenades and detonators at these undead bastards.

"Boom~boom~" The attack of the barren grave guards was withstood, and a large number of dwarf warriors joined the battlefield to stabilize the situation. Those bearded dwarves cursed the filth of the undead while chanting In the name of Grimnir, he swore that he would fight to the end with blood.

"Hey! Undead bastards! Let your horses come here! The undisputed king of the Eight Peaks, Belegar-Iron Hammer is here! May the ancestors bless us!" The runestones under their feet shone brightly, and the ancestral souls of the Angrund clan responded to Belegar's call, and all the dwarf warriors received unparalleled encouragement, and they shouted to join the battle.

On the other side, the eternal guards and halberd soldiers gathered together. These eternal guards held huge shields to resist the charge of the undead. They were well-trained. As one of the personal guards of the wood elf queen Alaier, they swore that no matter what they encountered Never retreat under any circumstances, and Alaros also joined the battlefield. The world-famous Wood Elf hero took away a Grave Guard with every arrow. He and his army will fight to protect the forest.

The tragic battlefield turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

On the flanks, on the field outside the monastery, the Ugol horse archers from Kislev galloped across the field. Behind them were many undead knights and those chaos mutants. Using the riding and shooting skills I have practiced since birth,

They attracted the attention of many undead troops, including those mercenaries. These cavalry archers from the wasteland turned over from their horses under the command of the captain "Ivan the Terrible": "Counterattack!"

A rain of arrows harvested the group of pursuers who were closest to them, but it also attracted the attention of the enemy. A terrifying light hit from a distance, instantly drowning the figures of more than 20 Ugor cavalry archers, and exploded In the end, only a pile of dead bones remained in place.

Then, two consecutive rays of magic light were released from Kemler's direction, forcing the leader of the Ugol cavalry archers, Ivan, to yell, "Scatter!"

The Ugor horse archers quickly dispersed, away from the battlefield, and reorganized.

The retreating horse archers greatly reduced the pressure on the flanks of the undead. Standing on a rock, Gul raised his battle ax: "Continue to attack!"

The crowds of undead continued to attack. The tall trolls rushed into the ranks of the eternal guards. The maces in their hands could kill an elf. The sky was full of arrows, and the dwarf rangers kept shooting arrows. , the troll quickly fell down with howls, and the sergeants Denis from Bastogne led the longbowmen to throw, attacking the follow-up undead army in the distance, trying to prevent them from joining the battlefield.

It's useless, the undead don't feel pain at all, they release horrible howls to announce that the dead will eventually rule the world, and the brave soldiers return with loud curses.

"Closer...closer...Okay, that's fine!" Halhaver, the chief engineer of the Angrund clan, the Gold Digger, has already determined the best shooting distance with the help of the dwarf engineers: "Fire !"

The sound of popping beans resounded on the high walls of the monastery, and the volleys of the dwarves' thundering musketeers smashed the bandits, beastmen, chaos mutants, and many creatures who rushed to the front into a sieve. A row of cannons and organ guns fired continuously, and the shells whizzed across the gloomy night sky, sweeping all the densely populated areas of the entire undead army. The power of the gunpowder and the explosion blasted Kemler's proud legion into the air. God, every bomb crater is filled with shattered undead.

The god-blessed trebuchet threw out the boulder blessed by the prophet of the lake god, the goddess of the lake, Esmer-Beaumont, sang the awakening of the earth spirit, and the thick forest arm stretched out from the ground, tearing the fragile undead into pieces, the powerful Regeneration healed the wounds of human soldiers, although it was only a drop in the bucket.

The eyes of both sides noticed the power of the artillery, and Kemmler's voice was hoarse: "Heavenly ghosts! My horror! Go and deal with those artillery! Destroy them!"

Two Horrors and a troop of bloodthirsty ghouls responded, flapping their wings, intending to attack the walls of the monastery from the air and destroy the long-range artillery.

"Brothers of the Swift Spear Society! Ladies need your guns and swords!" Pierre the Holy Grail Knight in charge of guarding the monastery sat on a Pegasus, and behind him were eighty Pegasus knights: "Tell me , what will you do?"

"For the lady! Defend the land that the lady gave us!" Led by the "Ghoul Killer" Fastrick, the Swift Skyspears responded loudly. In the first round of confrontation, five heavenly ghosts and three Pegasus knights fell from the sky.

No kindness, no mercy.

The air battle continued. On the right flank of the defenders, four undead knight legions and a team of blood knights led by Matthew Bard also joined the battlefield. The undead horses and nightmare horses spewed sulfur flames. In chaos, many undead troops stood in front of Matthew Bard and the undead knights. Duke Mousilon's order was to crush the things that hindered the knights' charge into residue.

The rain of arrows and shells flying from the side blasted the undead knights led by Matthew Bud to the bones. The undead knights who lacked long-range troops had to face fire suppression before the battle. The speed of the gun array slowed down, but Matthew Bard had no intention of stopping at all. He held up the banner of the black-bottomed golden snake, ready to launch his own revenge.

The stern-faced Count Anthelm of Kuilau also raised his lance, and the knights of Winford united tightly, preparing to compete with the undead knight army.

The clash of steel began.

In the center of the army, the first line of defense led by Francois has collapsed, leaving only the veterans of the Wenford Fugitive Regiment to persist. Francois is keenly aware that he needs a second line of defense , One order after another was issued by the Duke. The elite foot knights of the Duke of Winford family led their retinues to stand on top from behind. The foot knights and foot warriors in bright armor held two-handed swords and shouted Madam! In the name of advancing in the tide of the undead, those grave guards, tomb goblins, and tomb ghouls who rushed into the army first found themselves facing many more powerful enemies than imagined, la- The holy wardens of Messonnel entered the battlefield wielding swords and wooden shields blessed by the prophet of the lake god. They never retreated, and fought bloody battles with the undead in frenzy.

The second line of defense was temporarily stabilized.

And Kemler's answer was also very straightforward. The necromancer drove his own black carriage and the undead chaotic warriors under his command joined the battlefield. Kemler raised the chaotic gravedigger sword in his hand and chanted magic: "Curse of time!"

Over 100 serf soldiers and several knights who were shrouded in magic had their hair turn gray quickly, their skin was dry, and their bodies were haggard. They walked through their lives in a minute and turned into a mass of mummified corpses. In this group of undead With the joining of Chaos God's Chosen Warriors, the battle situation turned again and became favorable to Kemler.

The battle situation is gradually escalating, and the ancient high elf ruins of the La-Messenelle Monastery witnessed this bloody battle. The human dwarf and wood elf coalition forces guarding the monastery gradually deformed and were forced to retreat under Kemmler's attack. With the support of the defenders, the defenders tried to launch a counterattack to restore the situation, but the undead were always fighting more and more. Seeing that the battle situation was gradually benefiting their side, Gul, standing on the boulder, raised his black giant ax with one hand, venting wantonly The desire and satisfaction for blood and skulls, under his command, a new round of destruction and killing is coming.

Then, the Champion of the Four Chaos Gods will go down in person.

The war is fought from the ground to the sky, and the situation on the left wing Seeing the guardians of the graveyard and the tomb ghosts are still entangled with the dwarves, and the eternal guards and halberdiers of the wood elves have been exposed, Gul feels angry , because the number of his army is also decreasing rapidly.

What are the robbers, bandits and beastmen doing? Gul put his eyes behind his army formation, and the scene in front of him made the dead man very angry.

The robbers and bandits have long been frightened by the battles of this great war, and the beastman tribe has already eaten their stomachs on the corpses of the human army. Taking advantage of no one's attention, these mobs have already left the battlefield. I don't want to be liquidated afterwards by the despicable and untrustworthy Kemmler.

And in the middle of the battle line, a flaming skull more than ten meters high and several meters wide swept across the undead army formation, everything in its path evaporated, and the undead line was torn into chaos by the flaming head, and the attacks were no longer continuous, so that The defenders had precious time to regroup, Gul was about to order his army to regroup, a terrible sense of crisis enveloped Gul, and he jumped off the boulder without hesitation.

"Meteorite!" The charming voice from Veronica, the female courtier of Ryan, and the cheers of the soldiers sounded one after another. The storm gathered in the sky, and a fire rain composed of more than a dozen flaming rocks fell on the undead army. Gul's army was being harvested in patches, and a bloodthirsty bat wolf behind Gul was hit on the head by hot magma falling rocks. The giant beast howled a few times, its head was melted by the magma and flames, The headless corpse fell to the side.

The undead army gradually became chaotic, and the originally tight formation became chaotic.

At this moment, the horn sounded loud and clear in the left-wing army formation, the red and white coat of arms, a silver sword passed through a book, and the family coat of arms with the Holy Grail pattern and ribbons on the book was raised high: "Toot~ Beep~beep~"

"See the power of Ms. God's Chosen Champion!" The voice full of hope resounded in the left-wing defenders' army formation. The Holy Grail Knight Armand held up the banner of Ryan's family coat of arms. The knights from the Earl of Glamorgan gathered in the Behind Ryan, hundreds of knights joined the battlefield led by Ryan himself at the most critical moment!

Well-dressed Ryan rode on a pure-blood elf warhorse. He held Thor's Hammer tightly with both hands. Silver flames burned on the head of the warhammer. There was only coldness on his handsome face, and anger lingered in his blue eyes. There is also a faint psychic light and shadow.

"Knights! My brethren!" cried the count, and his speech was so forceful and charming that all the knights of his army assembled and lined up behind him.

In the gray and black tide of undead, the silhouettes of the knights are so conspicuous and eye-catching. Under the moonlight and the torches, the armor is reflecting light, and surrounded by the cold wind and gunpowder smoke, the cloaks and robes flutter.

"In the name of the lady, in the name of the kingdom, knights, let us prove our courage, our faith, and our glory to everyone, let us gallop together and fight together to protect the land that the lady gave us!"

"If we fail here, the undead will sweep the entire kingdom, and the darkness will extinguish the flames of hope, but we will not fail! Because I, Ryan Malcador, will be with you to usher in victory and dawn arrival!"

"Use our courage to break through the darkness!"

"For the lady! For Britannia!"

"go ahead!!!"

With their lances leveled and visors closed, the knights prayed one last time to the Lady of the Lake, and pulling the reins, they shouted: "For the ladies! For Britannia!"

The soldiers got out of the way, and the silver torrent swept through the army of undead like a raging wind. Ryan took the lead and rushed to the forefront. Any enemy was hammered into meatloaf or bone dregs in front of him. The lightning-like assault formation tore apart All the efforts of Gul to reorganize the army were shattered. Roaring and roaring in the stuffy air filled with the fury of war, the silver torrent swept away all the enemies. The sound of flesh or bone piercing sounded densely, tearing a terrible scar in the tide of undead.

"Psionic storm!!!" Ryan rushed to the front of everyone, only anger remained on his face, the champion of the fairy in the lake released a large piece of spiritual storm, and light blue lightning flashed on the souls of the undead. There was an explosion in the queue, tearing the enemy to pieces. The Thor's Hammer in his hand first smashed the head of a grave ghost from its neck, and then he circled the hammer head, and the undead flew into the sky .

Following Ryan's charge, the knights yelled loudly. They tore apart the enemy together. This offensive was extremely ferocious. The knights will use their pride and martial arts to protect the land of the goddess.

"That's why I like the knights of this country..." Bellega stood on the oath stone. He watched Ryan's unstoppable momentum and laughed loudly: "It's like a bloody iris blooming from the cracks in the stone."

Alaros used a spear to pierce the barren grave guard in front of him, his face turned pale, and he suddenly realized that his performance was not very good, at least not good enough.

Immediately, Queen Alaier's God's Choice champion blushed again, and he suddenly realized what a shameful idea he had made, and Alaros was ruthless in his heart: "I must perform better, otherwise it will be difficult for me to continue like this." Be looked down upon by Lilith!"

The momentum of the charge is almost endless under the leadership of Ryan. The knights don't have to worry about the momentum slowing down. The blades and spear points are harvesting the undead. Seeing that a reverse massacre is inevitable, the commander of the undead feels deeply. Feeling joy and excitement, he let out a silent roar, and the blue soul fire in his mouth spewed out more than one meter high, and then he ordered the army to make way for him.

He was going to deal with Ryan himself.

At the same time, Ryan also noticed Gul, the champion of the undead Chaos Four Gods, who was nearly three meters tall, was holding a black giant ax at him with one hand, and issued a silent challenge to him.

He knows what it is.

It was an invitation to a championship match, like he had against Bireg the Crushing Bear in Mjorden Haven.

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