Chapter 918, The Battle of Zedevka (End)

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On the battlefield, something like morale is a kind of mysterious existence. It really affects the situation of the entire battlefield. This kind of thing is controllable and can be trained. Cohesion improves.

However, morale is also uncontrollable, especially when the battle is in turmoil, any small action may completely collapse morale.

Therefore, Ryan has emphasized many times in previous battles that "the mountain cannot be moved."

Empress Katarin didn't expect that her actions would change the entire army.

At the same time, she did not expect that Marshal Fedosov's army had tried their best for this. Dagniper was not actually a military fortress at all. This place, which was barely considered a small town, had many loopholes, and the city wall itself was piled up with stones. As long as those damned barbarians blast the lower floor with chaos cannons, the city wall will disintegrate by itself under the action of gravity. Only the river on the right side forms a partial barrier, and the city wall itself is not very high, with wooden battlements and battlements above it. Firing port, and wooden ladder configuration.

The marshal's legion has put all their energy on building the defense line since they entered. He knows that he was sacrificed all the way. He only has 10,000 people in his hand, but he has to face 50,000 Nurgle Dajun, the only thing he can do is to delay it a little longer.

Starting from Marshal Konev's assault in the early morning, the Nurgle Legion also began to attack. Fortunately, the Nurgle Legion was slow, slow in action, and the fighting intensity was not high. At first, Fedosov's troops could support it.

But they were very wrong. In fact, Festus, the champion of Nurgle's God's Chosen, is different from most of the Nurgle's God's Chosen who only know how to fight. Knowledge is a very cunning and despicable guy who knows how to target tactics. As early as more than ten hours ago, he had sent a team of 10,000 people and a small number of Nurgle Demon Legion to cross Linsk under the cover of night. river.

And the attention of Kislev's army was all on Slaanesh's army, and no one paid attention to Nurgle's army.

Therefore, it was only an illusion that the pressure on Fedosov's army was very low at the beginning. This illusion made Mrs. Kisler fall into a trap. When the time passed at noon, a Nurgle army suddenly came from When there was a two-sided attack behind him, the army that was still struggling collapsed instantly.

Marshal Fedosov came to the front to supervise the battle and tried to restore the situation, but was unfortunately hit by the Nurgle champion Demichelis-Great Cyclone who rushed up with the plague scythe. Fedosov finally seized the opportunity to hand over the command to General Apanashenko before his death and ordered the army to retreat.

Although the movement speed of Nurgle's army is indeed not fast, once the army retreats when it meets the enemy, as long as it is slightly less elite, the only way to face it is to be defeated. In fact, when General Apanashenko led the army When the remnant army approached the small town of Zedevka, only a few hundred soldiers were left in the 10,000-man army.

It is impossible to stop the Nurgle Legion that is about to attack.

And at this time, Kislev's front-line army finally ushered in a total collapse. With the retreat of the female czar, the struggling Konev, Zaev and Rokossovsky troops were like Defeated like a pug with a broken bone.

"Our army is defeated! Our army is defeated!"

"The Empress has abandoned us!"

"The battle is lost!"

Rumors spread crazily. The soldiers had reached the limit of their physical strength and energy. When they heard the news, they collapsed instantly. There were Kislev soldiers fleeing everywhere on the battlefield.

"What are you doing? What are you all doing? You are not a bunch of frightened rabbits!" Marshal Konev yelled frantically,

He was standing in the middle of the defeated army, with Prince Sigwald's banner under his feet. The champion of Slaanesh even threw away the banner in order to escape, but now Marshal Konev could only watch the two sides helplessly, His troops were collapsing and heading towards the road to perdition. The marshal was heartbroken. He opened his arms and shouted in the middle of the road: "You are soldiers! Remember, you are soldiers!"

"Nicholas! What are you doing? You are a major general!" Konev immediately discovered that the general he appointed was also running for his life, but the general obviously did not hear him. The Legion of Evil is desperately releasing noise, trying to break Mrs. Keesler's will.

"Soldiers, gather together, don't give up!" Konev is still making futile efforts: "The Norscans came too late, and the army of Slaanesh has been defeated by us! Don't you understand that only one charge is needed We can defeat the Slaanesh Legion, the Slaanesh Legion has already failed, where is your faith?"

It's useless, his legion has been defeated, the marshal looked at the soldiers fleeing wildly around him, and closed his eyes in despair, he noticed that there were more than 25,000 dead and injured, only relying on Sigwald and the devil prince The morale of the Slaanesh Legion, which Azasel acted as the supervising team to forcibly support, has been greatly boosted and is recovering.

It was impossible to turn defeat into victory. The marshal took out a beautiful pistol from his arms. He laughed loudly, and two lines of tears flowed down. He picked up the firecracker and put it on his chin: "It's over, everything about Kislev is over, I've fought to the last breath of my life."

"boom!"

On the other side, Rokossovsky also roared among the soldiers. He pulled the sleeve of a Kerim guard and roared at the Tsar's personal guard: "Forward! Forward!"

A shameful expression appeared on the face of the Kerim guard, but he did not give up and fled. With a strong shake, Rokossovsky was thrown away, and the marshal roared angrily: "Come with me! Don't give up, come with me!" Let's fight together!"

It's useless, the army is in a complete rout, and Rokossovsky found two more Kerim guards fleeing, he was so angry that his whole face flushed: "Mrs. Kissler! Fight with me, you guys Is it the heir of Esun?"

"Are you the Tsar's personal guard? Are you the glorious Kerim guards and Keza fighters? Fight with me!" Rokossovsky called the soldiers back to their positions in vain: "Hold on for a while, We shall defeat the enemy! Don't you know me? I am Konstantin Konstantinovich Rokossovsky! Field Marshal of the Ursa!"

"Konstantin!" At this time, Romanov, Marshal of the Hussars and the head of the Griffon Legion, rushed from afar. The Marshal of the Hussars handed over the banner of the Griffin Legion to Rokossovsky: " Get on your horse, use this! Gather all the remaining soldiers you can muster, and get out! Quick!!!"

"No! If we fail here, everything will be over for Kislev!" The Ursar Marshal shouted frantically, with tears streaming from his eyes: "Unacceptable! Even if we can escape, Kislev It's impossible for a husband to stop Chaos!"

"Escape! Go to Erengrad! There are still some decent troops there, hurry up! Bring the news there, time is running out!" Romanov forced the banner of the Griffon Legion and the reins of his mount into Rocco Sovsky's hands: "My soldiers and I will buy you time!"

Erlengrad? Rokossovsky suddenly remembered, yes, Kislev still has an elite unit that did not participate in this war!

The three thousand Red Navy under the command of Admiral Kislev Admiral Kuznetsov!

Thinking of this, Rokossovsky no longer hesitated. He immediately got on his horse and raised the banner of the Hussar Griffon Legion: "Soldiers, follow me and fight out!"

The legendary flag of the Griffin Legion fluttered in the air, symbolizing Kislev's final glory. Seeing this legendary flag, the cavalry finally recovered a little morale and tried to regroup under this flag.

Rokossovsky gathered about a team of bear cavalry, 800 wing cavalry, and about 4,000 Ugol cavalry archers, and rushed out of the battlefield. Kislev's infantry fled around on the snowy field, and they were not in a hurry to catch up, but Marshal Romanov of the Hussars and a dozen of his personal soldiers were immediately engulfed by the torrent of chaos.

At this time, the battlefield has turned into a slaughterhouse. Facing the collapsed Mrs. Kesler, the barbarians will not give them any chance. The Supreme King Aislin broke out of the ice, and he personally commanded the marauder riders and the barbarians to start the battle. In a terrible massacre, the Norscan direwolf chariot flew across the battlefield, reaping the lives of Mrs. Kesler, and he even led the Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry to charge around.

On the hillside covered with blood and corpses, the beauty Prince Sigwald happily held his middle finger and ring finger in the palm of his hand, put his hands next to his ears, twisted his body, and started his performance.

"Slaanesh, Slaanesh~"

"To the bottom of your heart, Sanesh, Sanesh!"

"Here is Sigwald who delivers happiness!"

"Slaanesh, remember to love Slaanesh today!"

"Papapa~" Demon Prince Azasel laughed and applauded presumptuously. After laughing enough, he pointed at the scene of Mrs. Kisler's defeat and said with a sinister smile: "Master's adopted son, you have seen 50,000 A human race?"

"Of course! Pass my order, and the whole army moves forward!" Prince Sigwald reached out and stroked his long golden hair, and said proudly, as if the previous failure did not exist: "Chaos Knight, follow me, there is only one goal , I will take that female czar back to my palace today!"

"Forward, for Slaanesh, for the great Prince Sigvald!" The Chaos Knights dispatched, aiming at the Czar's army that was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, the Czarina's central army was in a mess. Katarin and the ice witches tried to save the situation. She sent all the hussars left in her hands to Lieutenant General Vlasov to intercept and pursue them. The barbarian, trying to stall for time.

But the army has been routed, and the original army of thousands of people quickly reduced to less than 2,000 people, and the barbarians rushed from two directions, causing chaos in the army. At this moment, a loud voice came from afar. from everywhere.

"Lieutenant General Vlasov has betrayed! He and his hussars have surrendered to the Norscans!"

Katharine couldn't believe she heard the news, but soon after, a second message came.

"Konev's army is defeated, Zaev's army is defeated! Rokossovsky was defeated and fled!!!"

A burst of gold stars appeared in front of her eyes, and Katarin almost fainted. She almost fell off the sled and barely held on to the railing.

At this time, a group of Slaanesh knights, led by Prince Sigvald, rushed towards the Queen, and on the other side, Aislin's Chaos Steel Bull Cavalry led two or three thousand Norsca Marauder riders. Get close!

In addition, a large group of Chaos troops have also rushed forward. The Norsca barbarians followed various giant beasts and war elephants and marched here. Soldiers from the Slaanesh Legion also appeared from afar. There is also a series of green dots on the eastern horizon, that is the Legion of Nurgle!

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, you must leave immediately! Your Majesty!" The blue robe of Vanessa, the second archmage of the Ice Witch Sisterhood, was torn everywhere, and several wounds were bleeding. She ran to the side of the sleigh and shouted.

"No! If I die, I will die on the battlefield, with my people and soldiers!" The female tsarina firmly disagreed.

"Please, Your Majesty!" Vanessa pointed into the distance: "You must not fall into the hands of Chaos! Kislev needs you, and this kingdom cannot live without you!"

Katarin looked in the direction Vanessa pointed, and then a deep chill penetrated into her body.

An ice witch was caught by the Slaanesh demon. The twisted and strange Slaanesh demon spit out a long tongue-like appendage from its mouth, and then flicked it. After the ice witch's desperate scream and Trembling with fear, she inserted it into her celestial spirit cap, and then the Slaanesh demon sucked it vigorously like a straw, sucking out all the brains of the ice witch, and then threw the body aside, and immediately a group of low-level The demons and Slaanesh disciples went up to share the food, splashing blood and flesh.

Katarin was frightened, and she could no longer say that she wanted to die in this battle.

"Your Majesty, we have failed!" Vanessa then shouted. She took out a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed it directly on the reindeer's ass. The reindeer suffered pain and ran quickly with Katalin and her sled Far.

"Get on your horse! You retreat too!" Vanessa then summoned an ice wall to block the way, signaling the remaining Ice and Snow Guards and Boyer nobles to flee for their lives, while most of the Kerim Guards, Keza Warriors and Shooting Army Will stay and buy time for the Empress to escape.

On the other side, Aislin, the supreme king of Norsca, was leading more than 3,000 cavalry from a distance to chase the female czar. At this moment, a group of about 30 cavalry suddenly appeared from the side. The hussar behind him was none other than Kislev Generalissimo Dimitri Zayev. He raised his scimitar towards Aislin and roared: "The false king of Norsca, I am Kislev!" Generalissimo, Dimitri Zayev! If you have the guts, bring your people here, and we will have a championship match with you!"

"Follow me! Follow me, and kill all these southerners with bird feathers flying behind their backs!" The championship duel is the only oath and rule that the barbarians must abide by. The Tsar, he allocated more than 2,000 cavalry to continue the pursuit, and led the remaining 1,000 chaotic steel bull cavalry and Norsca marauder cavalry to pursue Marshal Zayev.

Twenty minutes later, on the south bank of the Torsol River.

"Grand Marshal, the Torsol River is ahead, and the Chaos army is all on the other side!" The hussars found themselves desperate, with the Chaos army in front, the Chaos army behind, and the Chaos army on the left. Only the right side had no enemies, but turning It is bound to be caught up.

"Stop! Turn around!" Zayev closed his eyes, and Generalissimo Kislev signaled the hussars to turn around.

Most of the remaining 30 or so riders were wounded. Everyone knew that they couldn't escape, but they didn't show any cowardice, wavering, or even anger. There was only indifference and determination in everyone's eyes.

They are the spear of the kingdom and the shield of the kingdom. Their original intention was to protect the kingdom of ice and snow.

This surprised Aislin who was rushing over, and the High King of Norsca suddenly raised the great rune sword in his hand, signaling all the cavalry to stop first: "Huh? These southerners may not be as vulnerable as imagined. "

The two sides looked at each other at a distance of about seventy meters.

In the distance, is the slaughtering battlefield, hundreds of gunpowder smoke and flames rise into the sky.

"Husbands! Line up!" Zayev issued an order, and more than 30 hussars lined up in a row. The uniform array showed their determination.

"Your Majesty, this group of southerners seems to be planning to use these thirty people to fight us!" Khorne champion Farnot Bernhassar understood the meaning of these hussars, and said to Aislin.

"These Nan guys are very honorable and courageous." Aislin's huge double horned chaos helmet sprayed out a stream of white mist, and the four gods of chaos nodded slightly: "It is worthy of recognition."

"Brothers! Drink all the vodka on your body, and never leave a drop for these chaotic bastards!" Zaev first took out his own vodka from his arms, and drank the entire bottle of vodka in one gulp.

All the hussars did the same. They drank the vodka they had left in one gulp and smashed the bottles to pieces on the ground.

"Son of Kislev, listen to my orders, for Kislev, for Esun, and for Queen Katarin!" Generalissimo Zayev was the first to pull the reins and patted the belly of his war horse: "Forward! Ulla!"

"Ulla!!!" Everyone burst into loud slogans.

Thirty cavalry cavalry rushed directly towards the thousand cavalry on the opposite side. They were not many in number, but their momentum was stronger than thousands of troops.

"Everyone! Charge! For the Norsca mountains! For Chaos!!!" Aislin also ordered all the cavalry to attack. The Norscans raised their spears and swung their battle axes in the air, praising Chaos wildly The four gods came rolling in like a mudslide.

The cavalry charged, the steel collided, the spear pierced, the machete slashed, and the battle ax fell.

The two sides staggered, the barbarians fell more than fifty riders, and the hussars had only five riders left.

The hussars turned their horses, no one fled, no one wavered, only indifference and determination were on their faces.

"Go forward! Son of Kislev!" Generalissimo Zayev said nothing superfluous.

"Charge!" Supreme King Aislin also didn't say anything unnecessary. Thirty against one thousand. The Nankes had already proved their courage and glory. Aislin suddenly felt very regretful in his heart. Guys, they're just going the wrong way, not embracing true civilization and choosing the right God to serve.

"Ulla!!!" The five hussars charged towards the Norsca cavalry again. Their fearless performance made many Norscans couldn't help but slap their fists on their chests to pay respect.

Generalissimo Zayev took one last look at the land.

The pointed helmets of the hussars and the gorgeous wings on the back, the flag of Kislev fluttering high, the black land, the snow-capped mountains, the scene of waving sabers and horses running to kill, shouting "Ula" loudly.

In order to protect their homeland and the kingdom they regard as their lives, the hussars were formed and went to the battlefield to resist the tide of destruction in the north. This is the goal and desire of generations of people who have sacrificed their lives for this.

The hussars don't get much military pay, don't have much favorable treatment, and often rely on going out as mercenaries to guarantee income and the cost of horses and weapons, but everyone has no complaints or regrets, because facing the most terrible The eternal threat of the enemy, there will always be someone who will stand up and sacrifice, and there will always be someone who will pay for it with no return. It is this spirit that has been passed down from generation to generation that supports human beings in this dark and hopeless world. , the only light that illuminates everyone.

Frowning eyebrows, wide mouth, high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, scorching gaze, sadness and passion, blood and tenderness, Grand Marshal Zayev uttered his final roar again.

"Ula la la la!!!"

A minute later, the battle on the Torsol River was over.

"Give me an order!" The Norsca Supreme King Vamir Aislin put away his weapons and said to his personal guards: "Just find a place here and bury all the armor and weapons of these hussars on the spot! They are true warriors!"

"Yes!" All the barbarians nodded, and they decided to put the skulls of these warriors in the most prominent position on their bodies to show their respect.

Then, right above the battlefield, a massive massacre began.

This is the battle, the battle of Zedevka ended here, the Chaos army lost more than 38,000 people, and the Kislev army only had some cavalry from the Rokossovsky department and a very small part of the Katalin department Boyer nobles, ice witches, and ice guards escaped from the battlefield, and the remaining Kislev army was slaughtered. The skulls of more than 50,000 people were piled up into a giant Jingguan to demonstrate Chaos's great martial arts and endless power. glory.

And in the light of dusk, the pursuit of the Czarina continued. The beauty Prince Sigvald personally led more than a thousand Chaos Knights and two thousand barbarian marauder riders from Aislin, and launched an attack on the Czarina's sleigh. pursued.

"Catch the female tsar alive! Reward an artifact of Slaanesh! Promote to the chaotic champion on the spot!"

"Catch the Tsarina alive! Take the Tsarina alive!"

At the same time, the Chaos Gods let out a satisfied laugh. They were very satisfied with the results of this war and decided to give themselves a reward.

In addition to the 100,000 Chaos army that is moving southward in the Northern Wasteland, the barbarians eager for war continue to come from the Northern Wasteland, Norsca, and Kurgan, and the new 50,000 Chaos Army began to gather in the Northern Wasteland. , ready to go south.

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