Chapter 976, You Are the One Who Is Talented but Not Virtuous, Right?
"It is rumored that there has always been a white wolf paladin in Ostland, a great monk known as the sage of the wolf and the mentor of the wolf, who is here to punish rape and eliminate evil, fight against all evil, and even assist the elector to clean up the entire All the filth in the shadow forest, I think this wolf sage and wolf teacher is talking about you? One person singled out five chaotic mammoths and taught Oleg von Ruko Husband, the mysterious person of the Sanctuary powerhouse, is you, right?"
The first one to react was the Butcher King. Agrim Iron Fist carried Dago's Ax on his shoulders and said to Leman Russ, the Primarch of the Space Wolves.
"Yes, it's me." Leman Russ raised his head triumphantly, his voice was full of hoarseness and vicissitudes, but Russ still retained the original wildness and vitality: "You guessed it! Shorty Would you like a sip of Fenris mead?"
"Oh, I understand, you are the one who ate eight cows for a meal, rode a manticore in the shadow forest, had sex with twenty-five women in one night, and charged Auster for corruption. The most memorable night of his life was spent by Guan Paguang in the pen of a rutting bull. He also tricked a group of righteous pilgrims and ascetics into winter swimming in the cold, and finally stuffed a gecko into the bull's knights' hall. In the lining of the armor of the instructor Leopold von Zhukov, watching him jump around because of itching, and almost fell off the city wall?" The Butcher King asked with a small note: "I understand, there is You are the one who said that you have no virtue, right?"
"That's right, I did it all, I admit it!" Ruth was even happier, he put his hands on his hips, and laughed loudly: "You dwarf is quite good at talking!"
Alaros felt that the guy in front of him might have a problem with his brain circuit. The wood elf wanted to scold him when he came up, but after considering that he had already caused Lilith's anger because of his mistake, he decided to keep silent. The wood elf hero even had some I am happy to see this scene, that is, the butcher king Agrim Iron Fist is facing the strong man in front of him.
Best fights.
Sure enough, the butcher king, who has always been very direct, said directly: "The Oster people are falling into the greatest crisis in history. The disaster brought by chaos has tortured this ancient land. What are you doing at this time? Be an animal trainer ? Or are you complacent about your own stupid actions?"
"I got his order to go to the Far East to find this ancient animal." Russ didn't care about the butcher king's ridicule. He pointed to the two black and white giant bears that were eating fresh animal meat: "My The journey took more than a year and I was the one who came back late."
"It's late, but it's not too late, we still have things to do." Butcher King signaled Ruth to keep up: "Very well, the two of us, plus this forest elf boy, let's see what we can do for Vol. What is Finnberg doing?"
Russ snorted dissatisfiedly and whimpered a few times in his throat. As the Primarch, he never obeyed the orders of anyone except the Emperor,
But now the overall situation is the most important thing, and the butcher king didn't treat him as a subordinate, so Russ finally nodded.
"By the way, elf kid, what's your name?" Agrim Iron Fist remembered, they walked together all the way, but the Butcher King didn't know the wood elf's name yet! Usually they use nicknames like "pointy ears", "short", "elf kid" and "little short legs" to call each other.
Sure enough, a black line appeared on Alaros's head: "Alaros! Alaros - the hero, the God-chosen champion of Queen Alael, the royal court of the Esrael Woodland Council! Lord of Tassien Woodland!"
"Alaros? There is no such person?" Agrim Iron Fist took out a small note from his body, and searched it carefully.
Phoenix King Finnubar, 460
Eternal Queen Alarielle, 553
Warlord Tyrion, 616
High Magister Teclis, 564
Imric, Prince of Caledor, 326
Eltharion, Prince Yress, 435
The Butcher King searched all over the group of names but couldn't find the name of Alaros. Agrim complained, "Understood, the nameless pawn was talking about you, right?"
"I TM..." Alaros could only feel the blood all over his body rushing to his head.
"Okay, now is not the time to quarrel, come with me." Russ was very interested in this scene at first, but he soon realized that this is not the time to say these things: "Are you planning to help the empire?"
"Of course!" The Butcher King raised his ax and roared, "The dwarves will always remember the Holy Alliance!"
"Well, that's what Lilith meant." Alaros said awkwardly, "Before she changes her mind."
"Then come with me!"
Under the leadership of Leman Russ, this elite group of more than 300 people moved much faster, because Russ was very familiar with the Shadow Forest, and he led the people to shuttle through the forest at high speed, along many hidden paths. And the shortcut in the forest, the dwarves and wood elves followed.
It took several hours, and after the sky was completely dark, everyone hid in a stream canyon in the forest.
Right in the forest and snowfield, an army of more than 100,000 is marching. They are huge, and the team is covered in darkness until the end of the line of sight. There are hundreds of barbarian war gangs, dozens of chaotic war gangs and chaotic war groups , hundreds of chaotic champions and chaotic gods, more than a dozen chaotic demon legions, hundreds of chaotic monsters and behemoths, and a large number of demon war machines and siege towers, the army of chaos is heading towards Wolfenburg go ahead.
"Oh my god, Granny, how many enemies are there? Fifty thousand? Eighty thousand? Or one hundred thousand?" The Butcher King looked excitedly at the size and direction of the Chaos army from a distance: "It's a glorious day! It's coming soon!"
"It's impossible for the defenders to hold Wolfenburg." Alaros didn't pay attention there, and he said to the crowd: "We only have more than 300 people, and the enemy has at least 100,000. We should suggest that the defenders give up Wolfenburg." Fort."
"A real pure man would not make such a suggestion, you bastard without balls!" Leman Russ sneered unceremoniously: "Pointy ears are so stupid, thinking about retreating and escaping all day long, I am I knew it during the Great Crusade."
"Then what do you say?" Alaros just felt that he was going to get angry when he was with these two guys.
"We can't do anything." Ruth narrowed his eyes, and his amber pupils were cautious: "I can deal with three hundred, five hundred, seven hundred or even one or two thousand Chaos Warriors like that, But even I can't deal with so many enemies. A wolf must learn to pick its own prey, otherwise it is not a qualified wolf wolf. What we have to do now is to rush back to Wolfenburg as soon as possible and tell Vamir and Ole The situation here, damn it, if my wolf guards are here..."
"In at most three days, this army of chaos will approach the castle of Wolfenburg." The Butcher King agreed.
"Then we must hurry."
"Don't rest, leave as soon as possible, and arrive at Wolfenburg earlier, we will have more time to understand the strength and defense of the castle."
"Well, I hope Wolfenburg has enough food, I don't like to eat dry food soaked in water."
"You'll get enough food."
After everyone made a decision, they stopped talking and rushed all the way to Wolfenburg.
A day later, the suburb of Wolfenburg, the Leinster Gorge, is only five kilometers away from Wolfenburg.
"What?" Alaros and Agrim were extremely surprised by what the powerful and wild human being said: "Knight King Ryan Malcador is your brother? Dear, brother?!"
"That's right, brother, what's the matter, is there a problem?" Ruth squinted, his face full of indifference: "I don't know why he gave me an extra brother, but since my father said he was, then That's it, it's okay, watching his rise, it's not embarrassing for our brother, but he still has a long way to go before he can be alone."
"How many brothers do you have?" Alaros couldn't help asking: "That old farmer named Angron? Or that purple phoenix named Fulgen? Or those demigods of different colors at Ryan's wedding?" ? You don't look alike at all."
"All of them." Ruth smiled, showing his fangs: "There were originally 21 people like me who can fight, but now including Ryan, there are only 16 left."
"Well, brother, Angron, Fulgrim..." Agrim Iron Fist quickly took out the small note again, searching for the value given by the High King.
Forgan, 666*
Angron, 6*
"Don't look, dwarf." Ruth's wild voice sounded: "Wolfenburg, we're here."
"You are young, your whole family is young!" Agrim muttered angrily.
After speaking, Leman Russ slapped the black and white giant bear that he was sitting down on hard, and the giant bear howled a few times, then stepped forward and rushed towards the gate of Wolfenburg.
A whole pack of wolves quickly followed.
The gate of Wolfenburg was immediately called open by Lemann Russ. As the city gate opened, citizens and refugees gathered to watch the arrival of this powerful mentor.
His return brought infinite confidence to the Ostlanders who were struggling before the chaotic tide.
"He's here! It's him! It's him! It's that Lord Wolf! He's back!"
"Charlemagne is here! At the critical moment, he came back to save our Ostlanders!"
"He's still alive!"
"Your Excellency Wolf, Ostland needs you, and Wolfenburg needs you!"
The city is full of rotten smell and people's strong body odor. When the Oster leaders of Wolfenburg saw Leman Russ appearing outside the gate, it was as if they saw the savior. They crowded up , first excited, then crying.
Leman Russ calmly accepted the praise and pleading for help from the Ostlanders. He nodded towards the surroundings, then spread his hands and motioned for everyone to get out of the way: "Where is that bastard Oleg? Get out!"
The wood elves and dwarf butchers looked at this city that looked more like a vat of pork than a castle. The Butcher King shook his head. He paid attention to the city defense army and found that most of them were temporary conscripts: "Most are too old, or too young, what are these beardless guys doing?"
"Their eyes are full of fear." Alaros said disdainfully: "The short-lived ghosts are not even ready for war."
The dialogue between the elves and the dwarves made the Osterlanders glaring, and they didn't want to be salted in their wounds, but since they were reinforcements, the stubborn Osterlanders just kept cursing at them without making a move.
"Mentor! Mentor!" Oleg squeezed out from the crowd. Baron Wolfen couldn't help shaking his hands when he saw Leman Russ appear. Like a rooster who has lost a fight, he feels ashamed to face others: "It's all my fault, it's my great expedition that made things like this..."
"It's not about the Great Crusade, Oleg." Leman Russ looked at his heir coldly, with a look of reproach on his face: "You did the right thing about the Great Crusade, and it's a good job. But you let arrogance and self-satisfaction cloud your heart, you are immersed in the glory of the past, I think I must have taught you, as a good wolf, you must always be vigilant, even when eating Only one eye should be aware of the surrounding movements at any time."
After speaking, Leman Russ walked directly towards the direction of Bull Fort.
"However, no one thought that Kislev would lose so quickly." Oleg chased after him, and Baron Wolfen said unwillingly: "Their failure..."
"It's not their failure! It's your failure!" Leman Russ turned around immediately, he grabbed Oleg's collar, and the wild wolf let out a ferocious growl: "Don't make excuses! The wolves never Will make excuses for hunting failure!!!”
"Yes... yes." Oleg stared at the yelling, and he bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
"Where's your father?" Ruth knew that it would be useless to criticize his son now. He took a deep breath, shook off his son's collar, and asked Oleg.
"Inside the inner fort." Oleg pointed in the direction of the Bull Fort.
"Very good." Leman Russ signaled everyone to follow him, Alaros and Agrim looked at each other and immediately motioned to follow.
The gate of the inner castle opened.
Elector Vamer von Zhukov of Ostland, a slightly rich elector with two long thin beards and a goatee, frowned, and asked Leman Russ : "A large army?"
"The army of Chaos is coming out in full force, Vamir." Leman Russ said to the Ostland nobles in the inner castle hall: "Get ready, they will come to the city within two days at most. "
"How many people?" Someone in the inner castle immediately asked, and everyone became excited.
"At least 100,000 people." Leman Russ's expression was very calm: "100,000 troops, the essence of the Chaos army, they have only one purpose, and that is to wipe Wolfenburg off the map, just like Feng Ruo Like Corfe Castle."
Vamir von Zhukov clenched the rune tooth hanging from his waist, and the elector was silent for two seconds.
"Let them come!"
"Call all the strong men and distribute weapons! Hurry up and train!"
"Wolfenburg, will be Motkin's grave!"
"Or... it's ours!"
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