Chapter 975, What Is There to Do in Lower Ruth?

The bull riders have always been the representatives of bravery and fearlessness, and they are also the pride of the Ostlanders. During the Norsca expedition, this group of bull riders once followed Oleg von Zhukov into the Norsca The inland has won countless honors, but it has also saved a lot of lives. Many Norscans have never left the inland in their lives, nor have they participated in any plundering of the south. After all, there have been countless invasions and anti-invasions in the past three thousand years, and the blood feud between the Ostlanders and the northern barbarians can only be ended through bloodshed.

It can only be said that this is not a world suitable for the Virgin, and the chaos side and the order side are destined to die forever.

Because of this, the Bull Riders are also Motkin's must-kill targets. Any Chaos Warrior who hunts the Bull Riders can be promoted by the Eternal God's Chosen. Therefore, in order to be promoted, many people are willing to take risks.

Manninggood - Roach Bully the Chaos Warlock is one of them.

This Chaos Warlock came from the northern wasteland. He was not a chosen one, but he got to where he is today through countless trials and tribulations, becoming a Chaos Warlock.

However, everything about this Chaos Warlock is shrouded in mist. The intelligence of the Manninggood-cockroach bully is unknown until now. Everyone only knows that this Chaos Warlock does not like to use giant beasts and light infantry units. He also doesn't like the light cavalry assault tactics commonly used by barbarian looters. He only likes to use heavy cavalry and heavy infantry to fight, and he is very experienced in using heavy cavalry and heavy infantry.

After hearing Motkin's call, Manninggood came to join him.

As for who this Chaos Warlock believes in, it is also an unsolved mystery.

It is said that he believes in Khorne. It is true that this person is a reckless man. Once a battle starts, he likes to fight head-on and use heavy cavalry to charge. However, Khorne believers absolutely despise magic, and there is not a single warlock among Khorne believers.

It is said that he believes in Tzeentch. This person does claim to be a wise man, but in fact, this Chaos Warlock is actually ridiculed as mentally retarded because his tactics are too rigid and he often ignores the specific situation. What Tzeentch believers did.

He believes in Nurgle. The hot and corrosive bile in the big sarcoma behind him is indeed a creation of Nurgle, but this man is also a fan of reckless people. How to fight.

Finally, this Chaos Warlock is also quite accomplished in the field of art. He especially likes to dance. As a dancer of the soul, whenever he dances, the people around him will be deeply involved in it and cannot extricate themselves. He is also known as a cockroach A dancer, a gigolo, but this guy's eyesight is very poor, he often can't even see what is in front of him clearly, and he often commands the army like a blind man, which is not the style of Slaanesh believers.

Oleg von Zhukov had fought this cockroach bully before, and he knew that the most threatening thing for the opponent was the first wave of Chaos Knights' charge and the subsequent heavy infantry advance, but today the opponent has no heavy infantry to follow Come on, this is much easier.

"Bull Rider! Go forward!" Oleg shouted and ordered, and he charged forward himself. Baron Wolfen drew the firecracker from behind him: "Aim at the Chaos Knight's mount! Shoot!"

"Shoot!" The eight bull knights and more than 20 subordinates took out their short-handed guns, and they fired a volley at the Chaos Knights on the opposite side indiscriminately. White smoke rose into the sky and rushed to the front Chaos Knight They fell off their horses in response, and the remaining cavalry drew their weapons and prepared for close combat.

At the moment of the collision of steel, the two-handed swords of the bull knights sliced ​​through the armor of the Chaos Knights and the heavy barbarian Marauder riders, and the axes of the Chaos Knights also easily sliced ​​through the plate armor and shields. The collision armor shattered, blood gushed out, and more than a dozen riders on both sides fell off their horses.

Oleg von Zhukov is unstoppable. The battle of this Baron Wolfen is easily reminiscent of a wolf. He is as strong and cunning as a wild wolf. The sword of Ivan the Terrible is constantly The endless power of frost is enough to freeze a normal person into an ice sculpture within five minutes, but Oleg von Zhukov can use this sword with ease, The chill coming from the blade not only won't make Oleg feel cold, but has a kind of home-like warmth.

He recalled the words of his mentor.

"You are already one of my heirs after going through the trial of Moka. If I have a chance, I will take you to the ring of giant wolves in Fang Fortress to introduce our history to you. Take it easy and remember to prepare a few jokes. A bit vulgar, everyone likes it."

"Guilliman's scripture is only suitable for use as toilet paper to wipe your ass, don't listen to that bastard, or I'll kill you."

Who is Guilliman? What is the holy scriptures? Why is his scripture only for wiping ass? Oleg didn't understand. He swung the sword of Ivan the Terrible and cut the oncoming Chaos Knight with his horse in two. Pick, another Chaos Knight was cut open from the abdomen to the head!

Oleg's bravery greatly boosted the morale of the Bull Riders. Behind them, a whole company of archers was ready, and they released a rain of arrows towards the mounts of the barbarian marauder cavalry. The Chaos Cavalry The loss was not small. In addition to fighting the arrow rain, they also had to face the two-handed swords in the hands of the bull knights.

"Ahhh!" Rings of frost spread out from the sword of Ivan the Terrible, and the strength of the Chaos Cavalry was restricted. The fierce close combat is the field that the Bull Riders are good at. Oleg Seven or eight Chaos Knights were massacred by one man, and his prowess made the barbarians dare not look him in the face, and the barbarian marauder riders were routed and fled.

Although the losses on Oleg's side were not small, in the end the group of Chaos cavalry were killed and retreated. The Manninggood-cockroach bully chose to retreat after firing several rounds of corrosive bile in a row. It had to go back and report to Motkin. Case.

"Withdraw! Motkin's cavalry will be back soon!" Oleg was drenched in blood, and he immediately ordered: "Treat the wounded, we must return to Wolfenburg immediately!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

After eight hours of rushing, it was almost dusk, and Oleg and his party finally saw Wolfenburg.

This is a giant fortress standing at the foot of the central mountain range. The city is very large. As a former dwarven fortress, the inner castle structure of Wolfenburg is closer to the characteristics of dwarves than humans. Even the artillery and The design of the city defense is also in the style of dwarves. The peak of the central mountain range stands behind Wolfenburg. It was once a human-ruled area, but now few humans dare to enter the central mountain range for hunting or mining.

Only the outer city area looks like a human settlement. The outer city area with more than 10,000 houses is divided into two halves by the Wolfen River. This once glorious city is now repeating itself just like Hawkerland's recovery of Herzig. dilapidated from the wars and invasions of the Austerlands, but the castle remained a strong refuge and hope for the Osterlanders, which meant that they had a place to stay in the Landlands, a castle with an army and A fortified fortress protected by walls.

"It's Wolfenburg! It's Wolfenburg, we're saved!"

"Finally, here we are, Wolfenburg is ahead!"

"We're safe!"

Cheers erupted among the refugees, and the Ostlanders who hugged the tormented people quickened their pace. With the opening of the city wall gate, the crowded scene in the city appeared in front of everyone. A total of 380,000 Ostland refugees were Asylum in this city, the streets, street ends, alleys, open spaces, and even the corners of many houses are crowded with people everywhere. People crowded together, lit fires for warmth, boiled water for cooking.

There was an unpleasant smell in the city. Oleg von Zhukov frowned when he smelled the smell. Baron Wolfen asked the defenders, "Where is my father?"

"His Excellency the Elector is in the Bull Castle (inner castle)." The guard replied.

"I must go to see him immediately." Oleg von Zhukov said subconsciously, and then he immediately walked towards the Bull Castle with several bull riders and his followers: "Provide a place for these refugees , they need to rest."

If he guessed correctly, Wolfenburg will soon face a huge test.

This test will determine whether the history of the Oster people can continue to occupy a chapter in the glorious history of the empire.

Or, that's the end of the book.

"Then, what is the defense of Wolfenburg? Can it withstand the enemy's large-scale invasion?"

In Osterland and Shadow Forest, a wood elf lord was talking to a dwarf butcher.

And behind them are their personal guards, the Greycoats and the Axes of Grimnir. Humans), but their combat power is terrifying, and the Chaos Warband or Chaos Wargroup encountered on the road are not their opponents, and the wood elves' knowledge of the forest allows them to avoid larger-scale battles.

Facing the woodland lord's inquiry, the dwarf butcher with the orange mohawk head lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "As far as human beings are concerned, with their appalling architectural level? I don't even think about it, if Vamir von Zhukov is not mentally handicapped or cerebral palsy, so he should evacuate the refugees into the cave behind the Bull Castle, where there is a refuge fortress and an underground lake built by the dwarves, where they may survive."

These two people are the woodland lord Alaros-the hero and the dwarf butcher king Agrim-Iron Fist who came to Ostland to support them.

After a brief debate, Alaros and the Butcher King decided to come to support Osterland by themselves, as the Elector of Hertwig and Queen Katarin were unable to send reinforcements. Kaffin assisted in defense and maintaining law and order, and only led his own personal guards, while Alaros hoped to get Lilith's attention and love through this brave behavior.

In this way, a strange alliance was formed. The wood elf hero and the dwarf butcher king knew that they were alone, so they chose to go together. He complained that he didn't expect that one day he would join forces with the dwarf.

But here I want to emphasize that there is no deadly enmity between the wood elves and the dwarves, the relationship between the two sides is more indifferent or hostile, not to the extent that they will go to war when they meet, and now that the chaos army is overwhelming the situation, even though the two are indifferent Reluctant, but reluctantly reached a covenant.

"Then I'm wondering why the dwarves gave up this sanctuary?" Alaros looked at the Shadow Forest in front of him. Obviously, this forest was also deeply corrupted. Compared with the dark, dull, overgrown forest, Aesop was full of vitality. Loren Forest is more like Nurgle's back garden. The wood elf hero carefully identified the road and tried to communicate with the forest spirit, while the dwarf took out a compass and a map: "There are obviously rich copper mines there. and iron mines, and a super-large gold mine.”

"No one knows, Sharp Ears." Butcher King said casually: "What we can know now is that before the Battle of Vengeance, which is what you call the Battle of Long Beards, the dwarf clans who settled in the Central Mountains seemed to be deep in the mountains. They immediately decided to abandon their new home, closed the gates, blew up the rocks and destroyed the roads, and cast the curse of Granny towards them before retreating, and then destroyed the half-built fortresses and strongholds. Give everything to humans and return to the mountain kingdom."

"I'd really like to know what I've found, and if there's anything, I think I'll dedicate it to Lilith." Alaros was interested, and the wood elf hero looked eager to try.

"Dozens of adventure teams or exploration teams have entered the depths, but no one has found the so-called miracles or treasures, unless it is the missing guys. You have to go, but don't want my people to assist you." Agrim-Iron Fist looked gloomily at the dark and endless forest: "Grimnir, where are we?"

"We are less than one hundred and fifty kilometers away from Wolfenburg." Alaros checked the direction, and the huge antler helmet of the wood elf hero emitted a dazzling green light, guiding the way forward: "Go here."

The dwarves were deeply skeptical about the guidance of the wood elves, but they had no other choice at the moment. They were advancing in the rugged forest. Alaros thought for a while, and then asked: "Why do you insist on coming to the aid of the Oster Territory?" ?”

"I once fought side by side with Vamir von Zhukov's grandfather, Maximian von Zhukov, the great instructor of the Bull Knights at that time." The butcher king took out his water bag, which was filled with He took a big sip of the mellow and rich dwarf Bagman beer: "Vamir was just a brat at the time, hehe~ like a silly X, chasing after me and calling me dwarf uncle, I gave him a sip of dwarf beer , he called me grandpa, haha~"

"Short-lived species are so pathetic." Alaros smiled disdainfully: "So we only trade with long-lived Holy Grail Knights, otherwise it would be too much trouble to change trading partners in just a decade or two."

"Oh, it's so sad, it's as sad as they drove you out of the old world and into the forest." The Butcher King sneered: "The pointy ears are five, what else can you do except retreat?"

"Are you trying to fight, dwarf?" Alaros drew his weapon instantly.

"Accompany you at any time, sharp ears!" Agrim raised Dago's axe.

The two sides were at war with each other in an instant, and the dwarves and demon butchers shouted Grimnir's name, ready to rush forward at any time with a jump.

"Boom~" At this moment, there was a loud noise in front of him, making the internal strife invisible. Alaros and Agrim-Iron Fist looked at each other, put away their weapons, and moved towards the place where the loud noise was. bit mad spray.

Right in the middle of the Shadow Forest, a Chaos Giant fell to the ground with the back of his neck cut off. Its face was pierced with a giant Frost Blade. Chaos' expression before dying was full of despair and fear. Not often.

A giant black and white bear held a big apple in its hand and climbed onto the face of the Chaos Giant. It opened its arms and let out a majestic roar: "Roar~"

Bear Power!

Then the giant bear gnawed half of the apple in one gulp.

Super fierce!

Amidst the fallen trees and the thick smoke, a tall man with blond braids and a lot of small braids gradually appeared. He stepped on the head of the Chaos Giant and threw his giant Frost Spear He pulled out the blade, and behind him, a group of prairie wolves and direwolves ran to his side one after another, licking his palm and cloak.

The impossibly strong and tall human male noticed the dwarves and elves appearing in front of him, and he opened his mouth, two sharp fangs so eye-catching.

"What's your business in Lower Ruth?"

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