Chapter 916, The Battle of Zedevka (Part 2)

At this time, Dimitri Zayev, who was in the Central Army Corps, also noticed this scene. Generalissimo Kislev sat on the Maza and slapped his thigh vigorously: "Good! Well done!"

Marshal Romanov, the head of the Hussar Griffon Legion, was also overjoyed. He rode back and forth excitedly on his horse, and then said to Marshal Zayev: "Marshal, do we want to follow the original plan? Support Konev?"

"How's the situation at Fedosov?" Generalissimo Zayev asked, looking at the battle in the distance, a little hesitant.

The right-wing part of the 20,000 people in the Central Army is fighting against the Nurgle Army. It seems that the plague doctor Festus did not intend to support Prince Sigwald, but chose to go south to attack Dagni where the Fedosov Army was stationed. Therefore, only a small part of the army on the right wing of the Central Army exchanged fire with the Nurgle Army.

As we all know, the speed of action of the Nurgle Legion...is really not flattering, and Festus' march is very slow and procrastinated.

"Marshal Fedosov is leading Dagniper to rely on the city wall to resist!" The scout reported: "The current battle situation is relatively fierce, but the pressure is not particularly high. The Nurgle army seems to be... saving its strength. The two sides fought fiercely for four years. Hours, the walls of Dagniper are always in our hands!"

"This way." Marshal Zayev immediately ordered: "Call all the hussars and some Ugor cavalry, Romanov, and immediately go to support Konev and the others!"

"Yes!" Romanov, the head of the Hussar Griffin Legion, immediately took the order. He led more than 4,000 cavalry from the Central Army, ready to go west to support the army of Konev and Rokossovsky. To defeat Slaanesh's army or at least drive them all from the battlefield!

A large group of cavalry was dispatched, heading west.

However, just when Marshal Romanov's cavalry army was advancing westward to support Konev, this group of cavalry troops suddenly discovered that just to the north of them, on the north bank of the Torsor River, there was a force of at least More than 30,000 Chaos troops are gathering at a slow speed!

The cavalry army suddenly felt terrible pressure. Marshal Romanov hurriedly ordered his messengers to go back to find Marshal Zayev, and told him that a huge army of chaos was coming just north of the Torsoor River in the north. !

"Sure enough, it's not that easy!" Generalissimo Dimitri Zayev fell into thought after receiving the news. Mrs. Kisler, the chaotic army that appeared in the north, had already had information, but she didn't expect them to come so quickly.

"The only good news is that this chaotic army is still far away from the battlefield. Even if it marches in a hurry, the scouts estimate that it will take at least fifteen hours before the opponent can start trying to cross the river."

According to the news from the scouts, the opponent's army is gathering, and there should be some time before the gathering is completed and they will go south and cross the river. Zayev's head is thinking crazily.

If this chaotic army is assembled and crosses the river, Mrs. Kisler will undoubtedly lose, so there are only two choices left for Zayev.

First, go to support Konev and Rokossovsky, defeat Slaanesh's army as soon as possible, and then join forces to eliminate Nurgle's army.

Second, go east now, and together with Fedosov's army, eliminate Nurgle's army, and then consider what to do next.

Marshal Zayev thought carefully about how to make a decision, and he quickly made a decision.

Since the offensive of the Nurgle Legion Fedosov is enough to deal with it,

Then the top priority must be to deal with the Slaanesh Legion first according to the original plan, and if you attack the Nurgle Legion now, it is tantamount to aiming your fragile back at the new Chaos army that has just arrived in the north. This is a big taboo for military strategists!

So Marshal Zayev no longer hesitated, and he immediately ordered that, except for leaving three infantry corps to assist Fedosov in guarding Dagniper, the remaining central corps began to advance towards the position of the Slaanesh Corps.

The Slaanesh Legion was hit again, and now the beauty Prince Sigvald found himself facing a three-way siege. The huge military pressure made him almost out of breath. After the battle, wherever he passed, the silver sword of Slaanesh was connected, and groups of Mrs. Kisler were killed in succession. The Slaanesh God's Chosen Warriors, Chaos God's Chosen Warriors, and Chaos Warriors formed a circular formation along the entire hill. defensive front despite mound

The mausoleum is not steep, basically only has a slope of 10 to 20°, but it is this slope that makes the bear cavalry and hussars smash their halberds in front of the hill. Come down.

The battle situation has fallen into a state of anxiety, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the defeat of the Slaanesh Legion is only a matter of time.

And just on the other side of the Torsol River, on a mountain peak.

The Eternal God of Chaos, Black Iron Motkin, rides the Chaos Steel Bull that Khorne gave him. Behind him is a small part of the main Chaos army. Currently, it has only reached 30,000 people, and the next 50,000 people will enter the battlefield one after another.

In addition to these 80,000 people, there are another 100,000 people in the army of Chaos who are gathering in the northern wasteland and preparing to go south.

"Your Excellency, the Eternal God's Chosen, we should cross the river immediately." Tzeentch's God's Chosen Hal-Eternal Eye leaned on his staff, standing on top of Tzeentch's evil fire Frisbee, he pointed to the distance: "Up to ten hours, first The troops will be able to cross the Torsol River."

"Who is going, are you going? Hal?" Motkin ruthlessly rode on the chaotic steel bull, looking at the battlefield in the distance: "I have my plan."

"If you need it, I can immediately lead my legion..." Tzeentch's God Chosen said humbly. He was different from Tza-Zan'ek, he was the assistant sent by Tzeentch to Motkin.

"No, no one will go." Motkin said lightly, endless chaotic evil energy and dark chaotic force field spewed out from the Eternal God's Chosen, he said calmly: "Everyone here will not go , We will not participate in this battle, and none of the 80,000 people behind us will participate in the battle."

"Why, Your Excellency the Eternal God's Chosen?" Eye of Eternity asked very strangely: "I can bet that as long as we..."

"As I said, we have only one goal." Motkin interrupted the Eye of Eternity: "That is the ancestral mausoleum in the castle of the Von-Zhukov family in the Ostland of the Empire, and the Oleg-von- Zhukov's head!"

"If we spend too much energy and time here, it will put the empire on the defensive." Motkin continued, looking at the battlefield from a distance, like looking at a piece of garbage The same: "The border of Kislev is not too small, even if it is completely smooth, if we want to completely pass through Kislev and enter the empire, it will take at least two months, too long, too long , so long that I can't bear it."

"But Your Excellency the Eternal God's Chosen, Kislev is the outermost wooden fence in the old world! These damn southerners are like the sticky moss in the garden of Nurgle, and like the undead cockroaches in the palace of Slaanesh, If we don't get rid of this group of bastards in one go, then they will soon..." The Eye of Eternity suggested: "If we want to ensure that there are no accidents, we'd better cross the river as soon as possible."

"I said it! We have only one goal!" Motkin repeated, his attitude was cold: "The gods of chaos have bestowed glory and power on me, and I am the Eternal God's Chosen!"

"Yes, Your Excellency the Eternal God's Chosen, you are." The Eternal Eye gave up arguing with him and bowed his head in obedience: "But I think I must remind you that if we lose Prince Sigvald and his Slaanesh here Legion, our strength will suffer greatly."

"I already have a complete plan." Motkin shook his head indifferently, and the Eternal God Chosen looked to the west of the battlefield: "As for the loss of Prince Sigwald? Who cares? There are many Kurgans and Norscans, Mongols, and Huns want to join him, and he doesn't care."

Everything has been arranged, counting the time, the Norsca High King Vamir-Aislin and his Norsca Mountain Legion, it is time to arrive.

It's time to give these pesky southerners the final blow!

On the great plain in front of Zedevka, the war was still going on, and it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Slaanesh's army was on the brink of collapse, they had already lost more than 18,000 men, and the remaining 20,000 were crushed by Kislev's army on the hills and beaten violently.

However, the rest of the army was elite, barely supported under the personal command of Prince Sigwald, and the three Marshals Konev, Rokossovsky and Romanov were still unable to completely capture the hill.

At the same time, the believers of Slaanesh became more and more energetic, but Kislev's army was

Gradually tired, most of the soldiers only ate breakfast, hunger began to trouble them, and in order to join the battlefield as soon as possible, the marshals compressed the rest time of the soldiers, as the time began to enter noon and afternoon, the soldiers gradually became tired, even The horses of the hussars and the giant bear mounts of the bear cavalry were already showing signs of fatigue.

Even so, Slaanesh's army seems to be at the end of its battle, the main position has been repeatedly breached, and at the deepest point, the Kerim guards even rushed in front of Prince Sigwald, leaving behind the champion of Slaanesh. More than one hundred corpses of Mrs. Kissler were killed. Although Prince Sigwald is a strong man in the sanctuary, it is impossible for him to fight against so many enemies by himself, and in order to deal with him, Mrs. Kissler endured the pain. He took out the holy water bullet produced by the Nuer military factory and blessed by the Church of Justice. This bullet is designed to destroy demons and target chaos and filth. Prince Sigwald has been wounded in two places.

At this time, Marshal Konev was still fighting in the hills, and the giant bear under him slapped a Slaanesh God's Chosen warrior in the face, and the bear's claws made a sharp sound along the armor, causing sparks , the warrior chosen by Slaanesh was slapped to the ground, but he reached out and grabbed the giant bear's paw. He chanted the name of Slaanesh frantically, and then pulled back hard, the giant bear was pulled like this The body swayed a little and had to step on the ground with one paw to maintain balance.

Marshal Konev pulled the reins vigorously to show the giant bear what to do, and the mount immediately understood. It stretched out its mouth and bit the gauntlet of the Slaanesh God's Chosen Warrior. The Slaanesh God's Chosen Warrior lost his balance after being bitten. Marshal Konev waved his saber, cut off his arm, and then made another knife on his neck, causing black blood to splatter everywhere.

Looking up, victory is close at hand, half of the Ursars have already died in bloody battles, and Konev knows that this victory is due to the cavalry support of Rokossovsky and Romanov, who support it with bows and machetes own flank.

Scores of soldiers fell, many of Kislev's levies, khza warriors and even Krim guards died in the fighting, but it was a price that had to be paid, and now all will bask in the bliss of victory In the glory of...

"Marshal! Your Excellency the Marshal!" At this moment, the Ugol cavalry archer, already covered in blood and with a Norscan throwing ax stuck in his back, ran from a distance: "Your Excellency, look quickly, look to the west! "

"West, west? What?" Konev was a little confused at first, and then he immediately realized something, riding back a few steps on the exhausted giant bear, and the Urza warriors behind them charged up and fought with the Chaos warriors again Fighting together, the marshal withdrew from the battlefield of the fierce battle: "What? What is it?"

"Marshal, we found an army approaching from the west!" The scout shouted loudly in Konev's ear.

"Damn it! What's that?" Konev immediately took out the binoculars.

"It's here, it's finally here!" On the hill, the beautiful Prince Sigvald put down the binoculars, and the champion of Slaanesh's Chosen danced happily: "It's Aislin, it's Aislin and his Norsca Mountain Legion, It's a hot man, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, he's gone! He's gone from the west! I must give him a hot kiss, and I'll stick my tongue in, let He knows how much I love him!"

"It's the Norscan High King Aislin and his Norscan Mountain Legion!" Konev's body was cold, and Marshal Kislev's hands were trembling uncontrollably. Sweat fell in the chilly air of Kislev.

Rokossovsky and Romanov were equally astonished, their whole bodies were cold. No one expected why the Norsca Mountain Army would arrive so quickly. They were more than 40 hours away from here more than ten hours ago. Five kilometers! How could it be so fast? It was impossible for Prince Sigvald to predict his plight more than ten hours in advance, so he asked Aislin for help!

This is impossible! The two marshals were about to watch again, and Konev immediately shouted: "Don't watch anymore, I say don't watch anymore! It's Vamir Essling and his Norsca Mountain Army!"

"Damn it! Damn it! O Ersun! Give me two more hours, give me another two hours and we will definitely be able to take Sigwald's head!" Marshal Romanov patted his thigh vigorously.

"I'm going to fend off Aislin and his

Legion of the Norse Mountains! ’ cried Rokossovsky at once, as he pulled the reins of his horse and was about to mount.

"You can't resist! Konstantin!" Of course Konev knew that most of Rokossovsky's men were trash, how could this resist the Norsca High King and his mountain army ?

"It's over, the marshal of the bear cavalry rode away without looking back.

Ten minutes later, the small town of Zedevka.

"It's the Norsca Mountains Legion! It's Vamir Essling! He's attacking from the side with his men! Your Majesty the Tsar, Rokossovsky's legion can't resist the Norsca Mountains Legion! "Ice Palace Master Chief Alexei shouted in panic and despair beside the female tsar who was holding a dwarf Seiko rune telescope: "Your Majesty? What should we do? Your Majesty?"

A luxurious tsar's sleigh was pulled out from the wooden gate of Zedevka under the pull of four reindeer. Katharin coldly put away the binoculars and walked down from the wall: "Soldiers! My sisters People! Follow me!"

"This war cannot be lost!" Katarin boarded her own Tsar's sleigh, she pulled out the sword of Ivan the Terrible, and shouted softly: "Let us bring Aislin and his Mountain Army together with the Slaanesh Army Annihilate!"

"Forward! For Erson, for Kislev, for the Empress!"

"go ahead!!!"

In this way, the empress finally decided to personally lead her Kislev Tsar Army to fight against the Norsca Mountain Army!

The war is getting more and more intense. .

But at this moment, on the high mountain on the north bank of the Torsol River, Motkin signaled that they could leave.

"The victory and defeat have been decided."