Chapter 977, The Danger of Wolfen
The city's outer walls are unlikely to be able to hold off a Chaos army, but that's okay, we can use it as bait. "
After learning the news that the Chaos army was heading here, Wolfenburg finally made up its mind to carry out a general mobilization. Elector Vamir led the last two elite soldiers of Ostland, the Bull Knights and Ostland. Special black guards checked the defenses.
"The most important defensive points, the Cathedral of the Justice Church, Oswald Street, Charlemagne Bridge, Franz Avenue, we will station heavy guards at these places." Elector Vamir turned towards the people behind him. Several generals said: "Wolfenburg will definitely last longer than Chaos."
Apart from Leman Russ, the Butcher King Agrim, the wood elf hero Alaros and the frustrated Oleg von Zhukov, there are two other generals behind Elector Vamir.
The first one is the Leopold von Zhukov who was once pranked by the wolf king, the great mentor of the Bull Knights, he is the cousin of the reigning elector Vamir von Zhukov, Leopold was very proud of his land, his family, and his empire, and he wielded in battle a powerful two-handed axe made from a pair of beast lords he killed in one battle Reforged with a knife and an axe, whenever the bull riders launched a "bull charge", Leopold always rushed to the forefront.
The second is Vladimir Ludnases, the personal champion of the Elector. He is also the captain of the Oster Black Guard. The Black Guard is a very famous sword group. Famous without retreating, these great swordsmen use the great swords of the cemetery blessed by the Moorish sect of the god of death. The sharpness of the sword makes it all worth it, and these weapons can easily slice through the armor of a black orc or the plate of a warrior of chaos.
The military salary and supplies of this army are paid by the elector family privately. Thanks to the huge gold mine behind Wolfenburg, let the elector family be proud to support such a large sword group with a whole army of thousands of people. Even after going through a series of previous wars, the Oster Black Guard Legion still has more than five hundred people.
These two troops add up to only more than 800 people. Leman Russ observed carefully, and the Space Wolves made a judgment. Wolfenburg really has enough combat power. Only these 800 people plus Ala The more than 300 people brought by Ross and Agrim Iron Fist, with a total of more than 1,100 troops, can face the Chaos army head-on.
In addition to these thousand people, the remnants of the defeated generals who fled from Von Zhukov Castle and the thousands of local defenders in Wolfenburg could barely rely on the city walls to fight or withstand short-term street fighting.
The rest are all trash fish.
"Vamir, I think it will be difficult for us to defend Wolfenburg." Leman Russ calmly stopped in front of the Elector Vamir,
The elector's head was only as high as his chest: "You must have a second plan, right?"
"Wolfenburg is the capital of the Osterland, and it is also where we live and work. For three thousand years, the Oster people have never given up on Wolfenburg." Elector Vamir shook his head: "There is no second plan. , Our answer is to stick to it, I will evacuate all the old people, children and women into the cave behind the Bull Castle, we must hold on until the reinforcements arrive, or let the chaos stop before Wolfenburg."
"Very well, so where are the reinforcements? How long do we need to hold on?" Leman Russ asked one after another, and both Alaros and the Butcher King couldn't help but nodded in agreement.
The Butcher King Agrim Iron Fist has been pursuing a glorious death all his life, but this does not mean that he will fight an uncertain battle. The oath and responsibility of being a king are still bound to him. Plan, then it means that the butcher king will not sit here and wait for death. He is thinking whether to try to enter the central mountain range for refuge or go south to Herzig.
Butcher King checked the note
Grand Duke and Elector of Osterland Vamer von Zhukov, 234
As for Alaros, he didn't intend to live and die with Wolfenburg, and he was also waiting for the answer from Elector Vamir.
The gate of Bull Castle was opened, and everyone gathered in the meeting hall of the Elector's Palace. A map was placed on the middle table. Elector Vamir moved towards Leman Russ, King Butcher, Alaros, etc. The man explained: "Look, this is Wolfenburg, and we have and can only get reinforcements from two places."
"They are Herzig in the south and Beccafin in the east. Herzig has the combined forces of Knight King Ryan Machado and Boris Todbringer, plus Edbrand's army, probably There can be 60,000 to 70,000 people."
"Then there is Bekafin in the east, but your appearance has already explained a problem, that is, there will be no reinforcements coming from Bekafin." Wamir's face was full of serious expressions: "So the only thing we can count on It is Herzig's reinforcements."
"What is Ryan doing?" Leman Russ looked down and immediately let out a wolf's roar: "Why didn't his army move when it reached Herzig? Why did he just watch? Why did he just watch? Do you want to see the beautiful scenery left by the Chaos army on the ruins of this castle?"
"This is not a problem with the Knight King." Elector Vamir explained: "Their army is too small compared to the Chaos army. The news we have been conveying before is that the Chaos army in Ostland There are as many as 200,000 to 300,000 people. Under such circumstances, the army of the King of Knights and Boris absolutely dare not use only 60,000 to 70,000 people to support Wolfenburg. They are waiting for the army in the south of the empire to join them. confluence."
"Then why is the army in the south of the empire so slow? Governor Karl Franz and Countess Emmanuel both grew up eating shit?" Leman Russ then roared: "Why can you all be so calm? Vamir, Oleg, and Leopold, you know, Motkin is coming to exterminate you, to exterminate every Oster, we should spread the news as much as possible, the enemy has not There are so many, according to our investigation, the Chaos Army is about 110,000 to 20,000!"
There was a moment of silence in the conference hall, and the nobles of Ostland even smiled bitterly in the face of Leman Russ' questioning.
"Teacher, this city has already been monitored and controlled. We sent more than a dozen waves of messengers for help, but no one came back. All the pigeons we released were intercepted and killed by chaotic crows and bats in the air. We tried As a result, even the most powerful mage in our court could not contact Ms. Veronica, the chief courtier of the King of Knights." Oleg explained helplessly: "Chaos and miscellaneous things cut off all communication between us and the outside world. Nobody knows what's going on in Wolfenburg, maybe someone thinks we're holding on, maybe someone thinks the city doesn't exist anymore."
"No wonder, indeed, to be on the safe side, Ryan will not take risks, and this may be a strategy of Chaos. Surrounding the points for reinforcements, if the reinforcements of Knight King Ryan and Boris are destroyed outside Wolfenburg, then the entire northern part of the empire will be destroyed. Facing a hopeless war." Leman Russ reluctantly accepted this view.
Ryan's decision was not wrong. As the commander, he really shouldn't be so reckless and blindly rush forward. This is not what a qualified commander should do. If Ryan led the army directly like this, Leman Russ would look down on him instead.
This wave, this wave is face detection grass.
The Primarch of the Space Wolves thought for a while before saying, "Are there any other possible helpers?"
"What else do you think? My Lord Wolf." Elector Vamir laughed sarcastically: "Elves? Or dwarves? They are all here, and the Osters can only rely on themselves in the end, unless Hull Reinforcements are on the way for that fellow Mutter, but I know him, he's a bastard, he won't send troops, he just wants to hold his Talabheim."
The Butcher King quickly took out his own note, Grand Duke Talabek and Elector Helmut Feuerbach, 112
It's over!
The meeting ended without any results, and the stubborn Ost people refused to give up Wolfenburg, and everyone broke up unhappy.
"Hurry up! Send all the refugees to the refuge in the Central Mountain Range! Especially women and children, as well as those precious documents and historical relics!" The entire Wolfenburg was in a mess at this time, People were trembling in panic, the bull riders and the black guards of Oster led people into the central mountain range, the shelter left by the dwarves, and the rest of the people were queuing up to receive armor and weapons, ready to accept a one-day temporary training.
At the gate of Bull Castle, the Butcher King Agrim-Iron Fist led the Grimnir Ax dwarf butchers and sat on the steps of the gate of the inner castle. He straightened and stretched his two legs, He took out a pipe and tobacco leaves from his small bag, and after fiddled for a while, he took a puff comfortably and exhaled circles of smoke rings.
In front of his eyes was chaos, the army was moving around, children and husbands were forcibly taken out of their families and sent to the armory to collect weapons.
"No! No! He's just a child, he's still a child!" A mother saw her fourteen-year-old son being taken away from her. The peasant woman desperately reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the great swordsman, begging bitterly : "Please, my lord, let me go!"
"He is 14 years old, ma'am." The great swordsman's voice was cold and emotionless: "Everyone must contribute to the defense of Wolfenburg, including your son."
The child who was still a little ignorant was pushed into the team like this. He didn't even know what was going to happen, but just looked at everything in front of him in confusion.
After a farmer and his wife hugged their son and daughter, they also calmly joined the recruiting team, and then those who were in their forties or fifties, they were already old people for farmers.
"No! Charlemagne, why did it become like this, why does the world treat us like this?"
"Wooooow~"
"It will take time, sir!"
"We're running out of time!"
The Butcher King was sad to find that he couldn't do anything. He could only sit here and wait for the enemy to come, but he didn't resent the Elector's behavior.
Rather than letting them be slaughtered by Chaos, it is better to let them join the army to fight to the death, at least this is worse than dying worthless.
An honorable death, eh? Agrim-Iron Fist not only thought of his eldest son, Galarim-Iron Fist, butcher king showed a bitter smile on his face, he shook his head, Galarim-Iron Fist was his eldest son and also The only son of the butcher king wishing to break his father's double oath, the young prince shaved his head and swore to be a butcher regardless of his father's opinion, the prince who took the butcher's oath was as stupid as his father to continue the cycle of troubled families The road to death for generations.
His son is more reckless and stubborn than himself. He only cares about how to seek an epic death instead of learning how to be a king. The butcher king has to pay attention to and stop the prince's actions all day long, otherwise the glorious Kadrin Iron Fist family will be completely extinct .
Dwarves are dying.
Agrim Iron Fist has always known in his subconscious mind that the dwarves are now a gradually declining race. One day, Kadrin will welcome the day when all the mustaches will go to the battlefield like Wolfenburg. .
O Grimnir, may our axes always be as sharp as yours.
By Valaya, the dwarves need more broods.
Agrim Iron Fist was still thinking, a smell from the forest and a dazzling green light forced him to turn his attention back to reality: "What's wrong? Elf boy, don't you go to the meeting with that group of humans , it is not polite to disturb the honorable Butcher King enjoying tobacco."
"Little short leg, I don't think we need to sit here and wait for death." Alaros held two roast beef legs in his hand, and he gave one to the butcher king: "Although I don't agree with most of your views, there is at least one thing you said That's right, what's the use of recruiting these children and old men?"
"Talking is better than nothing." The Butcher King took the bull's leg: "We are doomed to fail, but this is the fate of the dwarves, pointed ears, you don't need to stay here, we need to fulfill the sacred alliance with humans, you don't need it."
"I also have my mission." Alaros just sat down and was blinded by the strong smell of tobacco, so he had to get up quickly: "You don't need to worry about it."
"Whatever you want." The butcher king was even more proud when he saw that his pointed ears were blinded by the smell of his own tobacco. He took a few puffs vigorously and spit out a string of smoke rings directly towards Alaros' face. Then admire the way the wood elves are in a hurry.
This dwarf is really courting death! Alaros became angry, and the wood elf hero took a few steps back, he was too lazy to argue with the dwarf king.
Just when Alaros was about to turn around and leave, preparing to deploy the defense of his personal bodyguard, the gray team, a very tall figure stopped in front of him: "Elf boy?"
"Leman Russ?" The person who came was the Primarch of the Space Wolves. Alaros knew that he was powerful, so he could only ask angrily, "What's your business?"
"You are so confident that you can escape, there must be something on your body that can hide yourself, right?" Leman Russ' amber wolf eyes fixed on Alaros: "What is it, can you share it?"
"That's right, I have the fetish that Lilith gave me, which can hide an entire army." Alaros said proudly, "But what does it have to do with you?"
"I need that." Leman Russ said bluntly: "Give it to me, this is the only way to save this city!"
"..." Alaros does have a fetish gifted to him by Ladlia, the lady of the mist (that is, another trumpet of Lilith, the goddess of the moon and Lilith, the nymph of the lake)—the fog of trickery, this magical The potion can envelope Alaros and his personal guard, allowing them to quickly leave the battle without being detected.
"Give me something." Leman Russ was indeed not a primarch who was good at words, he could only repeat: "Elf kid, this can save the whole city."
"Are you sure?" Alaros hesitated: "Can you tell me about your plan?"
"Oh, I want to listen too." Butcher King also came over.
"Listen to me, time is running out, pointy ears." Leman Russ briefly stated his plan: "Wolfenburg cannot survive the offensive of the Chaos army. The only chance is to seek reinforcements."
"My brother Lane and his army at Herzig! That's our only chance!"
"And this task, only I can complete it!"
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