Chapter 968, The Duel Between Us Is Too Perfect
Although Prince Sigvald is dissolute and obsessed with pursuing happiness in the mortal world, it does not mean that the champion of Slaanesh God's Chosen has no basic military skills and accomplishments. After being severely injured in the Great Battle of Fuka, the strength of the barbarian warriors who came to replace them was not as strong as the direct army they had brought from the Kurgan Prairie.
Furthermore, Prince Sigvald could vaguely sense that Black Iron Motkin, the new Eternal Chosen, was missing something, and the champion of Slaanesh's Godchosen didn't know what it was? Is it a firm will, a determination to win, or a grand strategic plan?
I don't know, it seems that there is nothing missing, and it seems that everything is missing.
The champion of Slaanesh has thought more than once in his heart that if Black Iron Motkin, as a champion of chaos, is destined to bring the oracle of the true god of chaos to the mortal world, there is no doubt that he is an outstanding champion. He has accomplished his goal, which is to bring endless pain and suffering to the mortal world.
However, Chaos Eternal God's Chosen should do more than that, but Motkin seems to be too obsessed with revenge. In fact, this Chaos invasion was very successful at the beginning, and it is time to do something big.
But Motkin was obsessed with attacking Ostland. He gave up the opportunity to go deep into the heart of the Nord Kingdom to burn, kill and loot, and he gave up quickly breaking through Beccafin and going down the Talabek River to take Talabheim. Even Brunri took a chance and gave up the opportunity to gather an army of more than 100,000 Beastmen by taking advantage of the resurrection of the Beastman Supreme Beastmaster, the Cruel One. He also gave up the chaos with the Chaos Sanctuary in the Brass Fortress in the Central Mountain Range. Chance for a rendezvous of warlords.
After a successful start, only two goals remained in Motkin's mind, the first to attack von Zhukov Castle and the second to attack Wolfenburg.
This is actually unreasonable to Prince Sigwald. Among other things, the defense of Von Zhukov Castle is extremely strong, with strong artillery and more than 100,000 imperial defenders stationed inside, but Motkin Even if they insisted on fighting, the end result was that the Chaos army lost at least 100,000 people after forcibly capturing Von Zhukov Castle.
If the capture of Von-Zhukov Castle is of certain strategic significance, at least it will open the door to Osterland, and then Motkin insists on attacking Wolfenburg, which makes Sigwald really puzzled up.
Wolfenburg is located on a huge rock at the foot of the Central Mountain Range and in a deep valley. It was originally a large fortress built by the dwarves. The dwarves behind the Central Mountain Range abandoned it for some reason and were taken over by humans. A fortress designed to withstand long sieges and siege battles, this large castle has no strategic value, and there are no important treasures or artifacts worth mentioning in it, or the cathedral of the weak gods in the south. What are you doing to beat it?
Do you really hate each other?
Even if revenge is accomplished,
But you, Motkin, spent so much energy and manpower just to kill the Elector's family and dig up their ancestral graves. Is it really worth it?
The champion of Slaanesh's God's Chosen couldn't understand Motkin's thoughts, and Sigwald thought it was all revenge and revenge, dnmd! Our chaotic army broke up into pieces and looted around the empire, enjoying while looting, wouldn't it be good to have a banquet? Isn't it good to enjoy every moment in the drunkenness? Wouldn't it be good to kill yourself while dancing and dressing up beautifully?
It's just that the order of Chaos Eternal God's Chosen is absolute, and Sigwald's adoptive father, Slaanesh, also asked his beloved son to obey Motkin's order, so Sigwald had to carry out the siege of Herzig with complaints and dissatisfaction.
To sum up, the champion of Slaanesh God's Chosen didn't plan to fight here from the beginning to the end. His idea was to ambush Ryan by the Beastmen, and then retreat by himself to the Central Mountain Range.
As a result, thousands of Beastmen collapsed without fighting at the moment Ryan appeared, and thousands of people faced Ryan and some of his vanguard troops without even resisting. In this way, the entire army was defeated, with more than half of the casualties.
"Idiot!" Sigwald was standing on the commanding heights outside the city at this time. Seeing this scene, the champion of Slaanesh's God's Choice cursed: "Just twenty minutes! Just twenty minutes! What are these beastmen doing? Even if it’s eight thousand pigs! The Bretons couldn’t catch seven or eight of them! As a result, they all collapsed in less than half an hour!”
"Master, dear son, there are many enemies, the troops are very powerful, and they have very rich combat experience." Azazel, the demon prince of Slaanesh, said to Sigwald: "The master is not a god who is good at fighting. Our troops are insufficient. At present, it is better to consider retreating temporarily. I told you, Ryan Malcador, is the brother of the purple phoenix Fulgrim in the new world. I once failed in the hands of Fulgrim. Tougher than Fulgrim."
"Why don't I know! But it's too late to retreat now!" Prince Sigwald's judgment is still very accurate. Now the Britannian knights are rolling towards the Slaanesh army. If they retreat at this time, it will be It is a total collapse. The Slaanesh Legion is not as fearless as the Khorne Believers, it is not particularly good at fighting positional warfare like the Nurgle Legion, and it does not have a lot of magic and tactics to escort it like the Tzeentch Legion .
We must make full use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses so that the Slaanesh Legion can retreat in this war.
Prince Sigvald was the first to send an order, and the barbarian warriors came to the front row holding spears and axes and shields, forming a very tight front. Sigwald has always looked down on these Kurgans and Norscas, In the eyes of the prince of Slaanesh, these barbarians were nothing more than cannon fodder.
As Sigwald expected, in the face of Knight King Ryan and his Britannian knight brigade, the barbarian warriors were undoubtedly defeated, fell apart, fled in all directions, and lost all their honor, just like Like a pack of bereaved dogs.
"Pfft." The champion of Slaanesh's God's Choice couldn't help laughing wildly: "Idiots are really idiots. The role of these barbarians is to present a gorgeous death. Watching them go up to send them is just for fun. If you really want to play art or It depends on the Chaos Warriors and God's Chosen Warriors."
In the end, the hope of victory still fell on Prince Sigvald himself. The champion of Slaanesh's God's Chosen once again raised his shield to look in the mirror: "Who am I and Knight King Ryan?"
"How can the Nord turkey be as good as the king!" Slaanesh Champion Bagley-Twisted Calamity greeted Sigwald.
"Hmm~" Prince Sigwald then asked the demon prince Azazel, "Who is better between me and Knight King Ryan?"
"A country bumpkin is not as beautiful as a prince." Azazel stuck out his tongue and said twistedly.
The champion of Slaanesh was finally satisfied. He took out the Slaanesh silver sword, once again admired his handsome face as smooth as an oval egg under the blade of the silver sword, and then flew down from a height.
At this time, the first few battles of the Slaanesh Legion had collapsed. The Knight King Ryan and the Lake Goddess Morgiana personally entered the battlefield. The Teutonic guards led by Urik followed.
Wearing half-length dwarf precision plate armor and bearskin hats, the old guard marched under the cover of the two-winged knight formation. Their walking phalanx was as smooth as art, which made the believers of Slaanesh praise. , and at the same time complained that this group of people was too well-behaved, resulting in a lack of seriousness and lack of aesthetics, but in any case, the phalanx of the Old Guards soon exchanged fire with the barbarian army, and the musketeers shot out a burst of fire from their firecrackers. Another puff of white smoke, in the distance, several rows of artillery troops are already loading their ammunition, and the Sunshine rockets have already started firing rockets. The judgment that fell in the sky made the already unstable front of the Slaanesh Legion miserable. Word.
The Chaos Warriors ran into the cavalry formation led by the King of Knights himself. The Griffon Impris was the first to break through the halberd line of the Chaos Warriors. The armor with the green salamander pattern on it was so hard that even Chaos Neither the warrior's halberd nor the great sword could break through its defenses, and Imperius opened his mouth, and lightning swept across it.
The Britannian knights took the opportunity to charge forward. They followed their worshiped and beloved king, preparing for another brilliant victory. The sound resounded from above, killing the barbarian warriors and Chaos warriors to pieces, Mogiana summoned chain lightning and a large forest of thorns, blasting and restraining the Chaos warriors, Veronica called from above Meteor bombarded the assembled Chaos Warriors, while Aurora and Teresa were busy applying protective magic to the Old Guards and knights. The knights and Old Guards who rushed to the front all enjoyed the cold ice. Barrier protection.
But the Slaanesh army did not sit still. The demon prince Azazel released a crazy and sharp howl. A super-large Slaanesh magic made a group of hundreds of knights and knight followers fall into madness and despair. , They threw away their weapons, as if planning to enjoy the feeling of being alive for the last time before the doomsday, frantically scratching their skin with their hands, tearing off their burqas, and helplessly pleading for the lady's redemption.
This time, their goddess did not disappoint them, shedding the redemptive light of the fairy in the lake from the dome, the goddess' magic shrouded the knights, helping them expel corruption and restore their minds, the lake The fairy's beautiful figure was flying in the air, and the platinum light she sprinkled down allowed the knights to temporarily get rid of the influence of Slaanesh's large-scale magic and continue to charge.
The Slaanesh Legion could not withstand Ryan's attack. In the city of Herzig, Elector Edelbrand decided to lead the Drakewald patrol out of the city to fight after a brief discussion with General Scharnhorst. To support the Ryan army, the elector himself led two thousand people to go out in person, but then ordered Herzig to put away the drawbridge and close the city gate.
"I can die, but this city must not fall." Edbrand told General Scharnhorst, "Unless we defeat the Slaanesh army, we must not open the city gate! Anyone Neither!"
After the end, the horn sounded, and the elector himself led the guards onto the battlefield.
"...Yes!!!" The imperial general obeyed the order with tears in his eyes, and then he yelled at Nur's General Kushler angrily: "What are you looking at, fire! hit the place!"
"knew!"
The army of knights once rushed deep into the hinterland of Slaanesh's army, but now their offensive seemed unsustainable. Prince Sigvald, the champion of Slaanesh's God's Chosen, joined the battle group in person. It pierced the throats of three knights, and behind him were the chosen warriors of Slaanesh who had been rampant in the northern wasteland for hundreds of years—the Magic Mirror Guard Legion and a large group of Slaanesh demons.
The demons of Slaanesh have soft bodies and graceful steps. They twist their bodies, showing a kind of bewitching beauty. The noise is different, but it is enough to make a mortal lose his mind.
Even though the knights were determined, they were temporarily shaken and hesitated by such a haunting sound. The momentum of the attack slowed down, and the Slaanesh army got a short chance to regroup. El regrouped the troops, and Lion drew Furies from his back at this moment.
The dazzling light pointed directly from the blade of the sword, lighting up the sky, and reflecting the power of the fairies in the lake. Platinum ripples swept across the battlefield. Slaanesh's magic was invalidated, and the knights and infantry only felt His body was warm, and his wound was healing hotly.
"Must, be united!" The Nemesis was on fire, and Ryan pointed the Nemesis at the magic mirror guard towards the Slaanesh army: "For the lady and the king! For Britannia!"
"Ahhh!" The morale of the army was high, and the blessings from the lady and the king made them fearless: "For the lady, for Britannia!"
The imperial army is also approaching, the giant eagle of Elector Edbrand has entered the battlefield, and the army of Slaanesh is about to face a double attack!
"Tsk!" Prince Sigwald sneered, "Knight King Ryan! Just wait!"
"For Slaanesh! For ~Chaos!!!" Azazel, the demon prince of Slaanesh spread his wings, and went directly to where Ryan was. Hymn of Slaanesh, proclaiming in the language of Slaanesh that they have won!
Azazel vowed to avenge the death that was beheaded by Ryan's brother Fulgen. The figure of the devil prince was as fast as a gust of wind and shaped like lightning. The King of Knights raised his warhammer to block Azazel's blow to his throat, but Imprius, who was under him, couldn't withstand the phantom-like confusing swordsmanship of the demon prince Slaanesh, and was forced to retreat. Ryan had to block again, and within a second, the King of Knights resolved every vital point of the six places. Sword skills.
How could the Primarch of the Gray Knight, the chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake, and the Knight King of Britannia fail under such circumstances? Just before rushing into the battlefield, Ryan had already prepared his stunt. As he kept chanting the Emperor's Mantra, a psionic black hole that was constantly collapsing inward had formed in his hands, right in Azazel Lion was ready when the blade was about to pierce his throat!
Demon boy time starts!
Azazel's body was instantly enveloped by the power of Ryan's House of Ominousness. Almost at the same time, the body of the Demon Prince was enveloped by a black hole. Its body began to tear and spurt blood, forming its foundational power in the mortal world. It was disintegrating, and finally split into distorted chaotic energy, and was sent back to the chaotic realm. The expression of the devil prince changed from complacent to terrified, and it only had time to glance at the pale knight king Ryan , was involved in the black hole Zheng
Azazel, the number one demon prince under Slaanesh, was once again banished from the mortal world.
Ryan, who had just dealt with Azazel, was overloaded with psychic energy, and was still a little out of breath. In the midst of the chaotic army, he met a golden and hot blue man, a beautiful blond king in fine gold armor, and the god of Slaanesh. The winner is Prince Sigwald.
Both sides recognized each other's identity, and Prince Sigwald was full of fighting spirit: "I recognize you!"
"I recognize you too!" Ryan panted slightly: "It seems that we are destined to have a duel."
"That's right, our duel was so perfect!" Prince Sigwald suddenly burst into light: "So, I have decided, I can't enjoy such a perfect duel once, I decided to save it for the next time, Otherwise, I won’t be able to bear it! Oh~ oh oh oh oh! It’s so cool! That’s the smell!”
"???" Before Ryan could react, the magic mirror guards of Prince Sigwald gathered all the supreme magic that released Slaanesh, and the strong reflection came oncoming, so that Ryan couldn't open his eyes, King of Knights I had to stretch out my hands to cover my eyes, and the army of knights and the old guards behind were forced to retreat in the face of such a strong light. They were controlled and confused by the illusion before they could cover their eyes, and they stood still and fell into a dizziness. state.
"It's Sigvald's time now! Milk is enough!" These were the last words Sigvald left on the battlefield. When the strong light cleared, the champion of Slaanesh and his magic mirror guard army had disappeared. Trace: "I'll be back!"
In this way, the champion of Slaanesh's God's Chosen retreated with his personal guards and a small number of Chaos God's Chosen warriors.
Seeing that the commander had abandoned him, the remaining 20,000 people of Slaanesh's army uttered a cry of defeat, and the army wavered accordingly, and was completely defeated in the direction of the central mountain range.
Ryan: "???"
Asuryan's prophecy is also unreliable!
How about a good tense and exciting duel?
Ran?
this……
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