Chapter 784, the End Is Also a New Beginning
"Our king, sacrificed!"
"Long live the king!"
"Long live the king!"
Ancient and solemn music echoed in the Hall of the Ancestors, and the dwarves were weeping. The battle was won, but the dwarves lost their king again.
The script should have been written like this, he Belgar-Iron Hammer will become the greatest king in the history of the Angrund clan, he will be remembered by everyone, and will be written into the book of hatred forever, he and his His glorious deeds will be remembered forever by the dwarves.
However, a strong sense of overweight tightly choked Belega's throat, and the King of Eight Peaks Mountain only felt that his body was about to fall apart, and the death he had been waiting for for a long time did not come.
Opening his eyes, Impris the Griffin was flapping his wings with some difficulty. The Knight King Ryan was holding his cloak with his hands with a smile. The king saw Bellegar opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Bellegar, you Wake up? The war was a success, the Skaven and the Greenskins have been completely wiped out by us, a very small number of enemies have escaped from the ley line network, the Hall of Ancestors has been recovered, and the entire Eight Peaks Mountain is ours!"
"Hmph~ I was just thinking about this...Brother Lane, do you know that you are being rude? You have offended a dwarf's natural right, which is the right to die with honor and seek an epic death? "Belega was pulled up by Ryan and placed on the back seat of Imperius. The King of Eight Peaks Mountain was a little lucky and a little ashamed, so he said very awkwardly: "If it weren't for you, we Anglund clan True friend of mine, I will certainly write this in the Book of Hate, for nothing will stop a dwarf from seeking an honorable death."
"Yes~ yes~ yes." Ryan squinted his eyes, and the King of Knights made a nasty joke: "But I remember, it was after the dwarf swore the butcher's oath to do this, right? And even the butcher king was not in such a hurry Send to death."
"..." Bellegar didn't answer. The King of Eight Peaks always blushed when he thought about his funeral and how future generations would commemorate him just now. Fortunately, he couldn't tell because he was wearing a mask.
"Your kingdom needs you, Brother Belega, the new kingdom, and the recovery of Eight Peaks Mountain is just the beginning." Ryan knew that Belega had heard it, but he just couldn't save face so he didn't speak for the time being, so Ryan continued: "You are theirs. King, they need you."
"Yes, I am their king. Without me, these mustaches really can't do it." Bellega finally smiled: "If I say they can't, then they really can't."
"But without your help, Brother Ryan, we really can't do it." After laughing a few times, Bellegar finally spoke slowly,
His voice was hoarse and slightly: "Thank you, Brother Lane, we made it, we really made it!"
The two kings looked at each other and laughed, and the laughter echoed among the eight snow peaks for a long time.
On the plateau, the war was basically over. The greenskins and ratmen were almost wiped out, and there were occasional small groups of escaped enemies, which could not affect any situation.
Karak-Eight Peaks Mountain, which has been lost for more than three thousand years, has ushered in a brand new day.
At this time, above the sky in winter, the dark clouds are gradually dissipating, and the gentle sunlight penetrates through the clouds and shines into the ground. The blue sky is so charming and refreshing.
"victory!"
"victory!!!"
"Great victory!"
"Bafeng Mountain has been recovered! We won!"
"Skaven, greenskins, undead, or something else, no one can stop our Bretanian army of justice, no one can stop our mighty army of knights, we are the most powerful in the old world army!"
"Long live His Majesty Ryan, Long live His Majesty Bellegar!"
The cheering humans and dwarves couldn't help but let out their loudest voices.
Beginning today, Karak-Eight Peaks is back in the hands of the dwarves.
The Anglund clan, which has been displaced for more than three thousand years, has returned home!
………I am the dividing line of maintenance fee -50%………
Ten days later, Bafeng Mountain, the highest place of the Dwarf Ancestral Hall, is the main shrine of the dwarf Grimnir.
The veritable king of Mount Eight Peaks, Belegar-Iron Hammer stands quietly on the cliff facing the plateau of Mount Eight Peaks, where the main shrine of Grimnir faces. Destroyed, the main temple of Grimnir is still in a mess. The old sculptures and buildings on the cliff have been completely destroyed, and only a few runes can still be seen.
Both the Hammer of Angrund and the Shield of Defiance were recovered from the icy lake, along with Skarsnik's body cut in two, and the remains of his beloved Gobra. People have regained their territory, but the current Bafeng Mountain still has to face many problems. Most of the fortresses have been destroyed and it will take time to rebuild. Although the Skavens in the underground mines and leylines were driven away, they will come back one day. Bellegar simply ordered to blow up all the skavens leading to the Sea Gate Pass, Eternal Peak, Torrent Pass, Horn Fort, and Iron Peak. All the ley line network roads outside the castle, in the future, these ley line network roads will be reopened one day, but not now.
Starting today, the hub of the ancient leyline network channel has been opened, the dwarves will no longer fight alone, and the mountain kingdom will once again be connected as one.
"Skarsnik and its Xieyue clan have gotten what they deserved, and the Skavens have also been exterminated. We are safe for the time being." Belega took out a dwarf thunderbolt, the king of Eight Peaks Mountain Kneeling on one knee full of sadness, he put the firecracker on a rune that had been worn out badly: "All this is due to you, Hal Hafer, without your sacrifice, we would not be where we are today. "
The King of Eight Peaks stood up again, and Bellegar raised his head and looked up at the sky.
Every dwarf yearns for deep mountains, mines and the roar of machinery, but at this moment, Bellega discovered that the sky of Eight Peaks Mountain is so beautiful.
The king quietly made new vows.
I will realize the great dream of revitalizing Bafeng Mountain!
We will gather all surviving clansmen and rebuild their homes.
We will put aside past differences and create a new kingdom and new glory!
We will unite and create our own destiny among the mountains!
Recovering Bafeng Mountain is not the end, but a new beginning.
"Beilega, my bloodline." A figure came from behind the King of Eight Peaks Mountain. Belega immediately turned around and found that standing in front of him were the four ancestor spirits he had summoned.
"Ancestor!" Bellegar immediately knelt down, "Thank you very much!"
"We are back home, all thanks to you and your knight allies." The ancestral heroic spirit, the king of Eight Peaks Ruen-Tiehammer nodded slowly: "Thank you, we are finally free."
"Relief?" Bellegar raised his head, and he looked at his four ancestors in disbelief: "I..."
"Our power can help you once, and only once." Ruen Iron Hammer looked at his last bloodline, and the ancestor heroic spirit said softly: "The next thing is up to you, Bellegar, we power has been exhausted."
"Ancestors, thank you!" Bellegar knelt down, thanked all the ancestors, and then watched the ancestors disappear into the main shrine of Grimnir with a faint light.
After everything was done, Bellegar finally got up and walked towards the middle of the ancestor hall.
The king's coronation ceremony has been prepared. Just before Bellegar came to his throne in the hall of the ancestors who had suffered many vicissitudes, the Britannian knights lined up on the left, and the dwarves lined up. right.
The White Dwarf personally presided over the re-coronation ceremony for Belegar. From today on, Belegar-Iron Hammer is the true King of Eight Peaks Mountain.
The applause was like thunder, and the dwarves sang the name of Belegar loudly, cheering and singing the great achievements of their great expedition. The singing of the dwarves made the wood elves at the end of the procession hall couldn't help but plug their ears with their hands , even Alaros couldn't take it anymore, the wood elf hero couldn't stand it, and quickly signaled that everything was over, the army followed him out of the hall, and camped outside, the elves are not used to this kind of living environment, they currently live in In the mining town Sloppy Town under Crescent Peak and Silver Horn Peak, part of the knight army is stationed in Sloppy Town, and part of it lives in the quarry tower on the other side of the central fortress. These two places are the surface towns of the Eight Peaks Mountain Plateau. .
Ryan stood with Francois and Callard, and Veronica stood behind him in a fiery red leather jacket, while Olika had changed back to her previous black and white maid outfit, white suspenders and black high heels, Just putting on a purple mink coat, she silently listened to the conversation between the owner and Francois, her amber eyes rolled around, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Ryan has changed the clothes on his body into his king's dress, and the King of Knights accepted everyone's cheers, which he deserved. At the same time, he was still talking to Francois: "This great expedition It's especially difficult."
"That's right." Francois watched as the dwarves dragged Skarsnik's body in half, and King Belegar and the chief rune master, Slud the Honest One, read the records from the Great Book of Hate personally. There are two full chapters on Skarsnik in the Angrund Clan's Great Book of Hate, and it is estimated that it will take two hours to erase all of them. Ryan simply signaled the knights to rest first, leaving only The Old Guards.
This experienced iron army has become a real elite after going through the test of blood and fire. Francois is a little envious in his heart. His Unicorn Guard has just formed. He was in charge of protecting the Witches, so the loss was very small, and he was also responsible for the same task in the subsequent battle of Titan's Gate, so the experience gained was still not enough, and there was still some distance from the strong army that Francois dreamed of. Looking at the dwarf's stinky and long ceremony, and the cheers that could lift the ceiling every time he erased a line of hatred, he laughed and said, "Okay, when will this strange ceremony be completed? When will we get our reward ?”
"Haha, I knew you were going to say this." Ryan nodded with a smile, and he cast his gaze into the deep and deep depths of the ancestral hall: "The dwarf's ancestral tomb and treasure house are located in a very deep tunnel under the ancestral hall. Inside, the rune masters Sorek and Sluder have already gone to open it, and we will be able to receive our reward the day after tomorrow at the earliest."
"Very good." Francois asked calmly, "Ryan, you must have already figured out how to divide it, right?"
"Hehe." Of course Ryan knew what Francois meant, and the father-in-law hinted clearly: "I understand."
The old man wanted an extra share of the spoils.
But this request is well-founded. In this great expedition, the Duchy of Wenford contributed the most. Almost all members of the Brotherhood of Champion Knights of Quinalis participated in the battle, with nearly 30% of the casualties. The Holy Grail Knight Anthelm died in battle. The people's military group did a great job, and François even sent the Unicorn Guard, and finally even led troops to support it himself. For this alone, he really should get an extra share.
Ryan knew that he had to distinguish between rewards and punishments. The victory of this great expedition would establish his unquestionable kingship and world-famous prestige. As long as the distribution of the spoils was arranged, there would be no one in the kingdom, and no one would challenge the king's authority. He will truly achieve the obedience that former King Richard craved.
Therefore, what Francois actually said by this sentence is not to imply that Ryan will have an extra share. The real meaning of the old man's sentence is don't get carried away, young man!
Callard didn't understand what Ryan and Francois were talking about. He didn't care about the spoils, but cared about the scene. With waves of cheers, Bellegar erased the last one and Scars Nick related the record, and then stood up himself, and the King of Eight Peaks shouted loudly: "Next, it's its turn!"
"Yay yeah yeah!"
"Thoroughly, liquidate the hatred!"
"Long live Bellegar, long live Eight Peaks Mountain!!!"
A few dwarves and a few old guards dragged the heavily tied headhunter Quake in from outside the hall. Quake was seriously injured, hungry and weak. He gritted his teeth and was still struggling with all his might, but Everything is in vain.
Bellegar stepped down from his throne, and the King of the Eight Peaks Mountain walked up to the headhunter, Quick. He looked at his old opponent proudly, snorted coldly, put his hands on his hips, straightened his stomach, and took a deep breath from the pipe. , and then spit a white mist on Quick's face: "Hmph! It's your turn, Quick!"
"Nono! This is not the ending I want, no~" Headhunter Quick is still stubborn: "You wait, bearded bastard, Skaven's army, will destroy you and your small kingdom~ Destroy, the Eight Pillars The city belongs to the Moss clan! yesyes!"
"Oh, is that so?" Bellegar was extremely proud, and the King of Eight Peaks stretched out his hand to press Quick's head.
"Your Majesty, what is this mouse talking about?" the nephew of King Kazador of Iron Peak Castle, the young mustache Kazreel couldn't help shouting, and the words of the mustache quickly attracted Kazador. King Er gave warning eyes, but he was rarely scolded.
The King of Bafeng Mountain put his hand on the head of Bafeng Mountain God of War, and paused for three seconds with great interest.
All are waiting.
"It's scary!"
Bellegar shouted happily: "It fears the coming judgment! It fears us dwarves!!!"
There was a thunderous roar and cheers in the hall, and the dwarves all brandished their weapons and shouted excitedly.
"Yeah yeah!!!"
"Long live the king!!!"
"Grannie! We won!"
"Grimnir blessed us!"
"Thanks Valaya!"