Chapter 978, The Decision of the Wolf King

I know what you want to do. "

Alaros hadn't waited for Leman Russ to finish, the wood elf hero interrupted him: "But I want to tell you that the effect of the mist of trickery is not as you imagined."

"As I imagined?" Leman Russ froze for a moment.

The grunting sound started to come out from the space wolf's throat again. He was very irritable, very irritable. Leman Russ felt powerless to everything. The first time he felt this kind of powerlessness was when the Horus Rebellion and reading Guilliman's nonsense scriptures caused the two Primarchs to quarrel.

"Do you think that the fog of deceit can allow you to sneak into the camp of the Chaos army, and give you a one-on-one chance with that Chaos Eternal God, Black Iron Motkin?" Alaros shook his head again and again: "No, no, Your Excellency Wolf, the fog of trickery is not as magical as you think."

"It's not as amazing as you think?" Butcher King Agrim Iron Fist also asked: "What can this thing do?"

"The mist of deceit is a fetish given to me by Ladria. This thing can quickly get me and my army out of the battlefield in an emergency." Alaros took out a large purple bottle from behind. It is full of divine power from the wood elf goddess of mist, Radlia: "To put it simply, Lady Misty gave it to me to allow me to retreat or change the situation on the battlefield at critical moments, not for me to actively attack Those who are looking for a chance to fight against the champion among the armies, the fog of deceit cannot be used during the day, and if the number of enemies is too large, or if there is a strong person who disturbs the wind of magic, the fog of deceit will be invalid."

"Furthermore, the duration of the mist of trickery is about 30 to 40 minutes. The specific situation depends on the wind of magic and the speed of advancement. This time is not enough for you to kill in front of Motkin." Alaros sat on the steps at the entrance of Bull Castle, and he said to Leman Russ: "You don't think you can find Motkin among the 100,000 Chaos army in thirty minutes, and then you can find Motkin among the hundreds of thousands of Chaos troops." Chaos Champion, Chaos God's Chosen, and hundreds of Chaos God's Chosen Warriors, will you retreat completely?"

The wolf king felt a chill in his heart.

Don't look at Leman Russ with a fierce face and a tall and mighty figure, plus a wolf-like temperament, but in terms of combat power among the Primarchs, he is not only inferior to Horus, Ferrus, Sanguinius, Angron, and others are not even as good as Petrabo, Fulgan, and Jonson in the second echelon. He is just like Guilliman, Vulcan, and others. The level of the third echelon, when it comes to melee combat, Ruth's strength is not top-notch.

The most powerful thing about the Primarch of the Space Wolves lies in the solidarity between him and his descendants. His unique wildness, cunning, and boldness make him one of the most charismatic leaders, and the emperor's family The spear given to him, the Dionysian spear on his back now.

But Russ knew he was not Angron,

He's not that good at crowd fighting, he can't do it.

"So, we can't do anything?" The Primarch, who had a deep sense of powerlessness over the space wolf, also sat down. Leman Russ sat on the steps in front of the Bull Castle, and he sighed softly in one breath.

The sky in Ostland is as gloomy and simple as when he first came here. The endless years of fighting in the subspace has made Russ understand too much, and he even knows too much taboo knowledge and what should not be. to understand the content.

But as long as he was for his father, as long as he was for the emperor, Russ never regretted his reckless actions. He knew very well what kind of turmoil Fenris would face after losing himself. How sad and disappointed the children will be, and even many reckless actions.

The Primarch of the Space Wolves couldn't help laughing, just like the idiot Oleg, you went to burn someone else's home, why can't they come out and burn your home? Just like Prospero, the idiot who knew how to play witchcraft all day long when he burned Magnus himself, Magnus will go to Fenris for revenge whenever he has the opportunity.

But who hasn't been young? Leman Russ recalled his glorious past. He looked at the snow scene of the Central Mountain Range, the air was cold, and on the west side of Wolfenburg was the famous Drakewald Forest. There have been too many famous wars on the rising central mountain range. The mountain peaks are like the teeth of wolves, devouring an unknown amount of flesh and blood, whether it is the enemy's or human beings' own.

Just like that, Alaros, Agrim, and Leman Russ sat in front of the Bull Fort, looking at the distant scenery, all the noise seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Outside the city, the tall and majestic forest concealed too many tragic scenes. The ruins of villages, towns, castles and manors have long been covered by forests, and the traces of war have gradually been erased by time. Charlemagne's empire was once so glorious , but eventually fell apart in the era of the Three Emperors, and the empires who fought on their own failed again and again, especially those once prosperous and glorious towns, strongholds, and villages near the central mountain range gradually declined and collapsed in the long tug-of-war. As unrecognizable ruins in the forest, civilization lost time and time again to barbarism.

But the Oster people are so stubborn, they are still sticking to their land, still defending it, like a group of bulls who are extremely stubborn, they have guarded the northern border for the empire for three thousand years, Ruth is here Living and living for a while, the Wolf King knows that as long as the Osters live, their glorious deeds and stories will continue to be passed down, bards will sing of their sacrifice and greatness, and bonfires will burn under the eaves Burning, the air will be filled with the smell of barbecue and beer, and people will sing ugly songs.

The heroic spirits who sacrificed and died in battle will come to life in stories and songs.

The wolf king vaguely recalled his conversation with a wolf guard.

"The story of the wolf needs to be remembered forever. Generations of people will be here to listen and learn from it."

"Yes, I will save these stories for you, my lord." The young wolf guard said respectfully: "It's all in my mind, don't worry."

"Very well, this is our soul. I can't take care of the Sons of Fenris forever. One day, when I leave, those stories will still be passed on, and new stories will be added."

"How is this possible? How did you leave us?"

"It will be possible."

"Why? Could it be that, just like this time, we were ordered to punish the Thousand Sons Legion?"

"This is not the first time, my child." Ruth couldn't help laughing loudly, his laughter was full of sadness: "Tools must have the awareness of tools."

Looking back, my life was a life of failure.

I didn't manage my offspring well, letting them suffer from mutation time and time again.

I have not been able to prevent one brother after another from going astray.

I didn't protect my father and Ferrus well.

Guilliman can write scriptures to deal with internal affairs, Vulkan can do research, Dorn can do construction, and Clarkson can sneak! Even the youngest brother, Ryan Malcador, was able to help resurrect his father.

So what did I do?

Nothing, nothing.

"What are you laughing at, can you still laugh at this time?" The words of the Butcher King Agrim-Iron Fist interrupted Rus's memories, and the dwarf king also laughed: "Hey, Lord Wolf, Russ? Can I call you that? Speaking of which, you are also a man. You know that the hope is slim, you know that you have to face the difficulties, and you know the difficulties and obstacles, and you plan to try to solve the Eternal God's Choice? It's really courageous , It's almost comparable to a dwarf!"

"Tch, wait, I will let everyone know how tough and powerful Eisley is." Alaros checked his equipment, and he counted ninety-eight feathered arrows in the quiver: "Speaking of which, Little short leg, what's the number and name on your little note?"

"Oh, that's what Sol Green gave me." The butcher king thought it was at this point, and he had nothing to hide: "This is the list of famous lords and generals in the world, and the last three numbers They are ability evaluations, ranging from 0-6 from low to high. A value of 0 means that this person is an idiot and a mentally handicapped person who can do nothing but make things worse. A value of 6 means that his ability is the best in the world and is trustworthy. , can be compared with Granny, Grimnir and Valaya."

"The first number is the internal affairs ability, the second number is the diplomatic ability, and the third number is the evaluation of the comprehensive personal strength and military ability." Butcher Wang explained: "This is the ability of many famous people in the old world. For evaluation, there are friends of the dwarves like Knight King Ryan, Purple Phoenix Fulgrim and this kind of 666 evaluation, of course there are also 112 and Sismei-Fat Heart like Elector Helmut (the owner of the imperial power who is elected by Mutt) This 120 silly X."

"So that's the case, so why is there an * after the third 6 of Ryan and Fulgen?" Leman Russ also became interested.

"As I said before, the third 6 represents the comprehensive evaluation of military command ability and personal strength. To put it simply, um... if military ability and personal strength can be given as 5, the combination is 6. Butcher King nodded a little depressed: "But if the military ability and personal combat power are both rated as 6, then it should actually be rated as 7, but we dwarves will only give ourselves a rating of 7, humans and sharp ears The upper limit is only 6, so Sol Green marked an asterisk here, which reminds me not to treat it as an ordinary 6."

Alaros had black lines all over his face, he thought to himself, the damned dwarf would rather put an asterisk than give a 7, right?

And there's no list for Eisley? I suspect you discriminate against us Eisley!

He faintly sees Belegar, King of Eight Peaks (the real one), 435

"Very good, going forward is death, retreating is death, why don't we give it a go." Alaros was severely reprimanded by Lilith because of the incident with the dwarves last time, so his temper was greatly restrained, and the wood elf hero still maintained his extreme The haughty attitude is no longer sharp: "It's almost night, and Chaos should come to the city at dusk the day after tomorrow."

"Wait! What did you say?" Ruth suddenly grabbed something, and the wolf king immediately said to Alaros, "Say it again? The last sentence!"

"I say, it's almost night!" Alaros repeated.

"The last sentence!"

"The army of chaos will attack the city of Wolfen around the dusk of the day after tomorrow!" Alaros repeated impatiently.

"Twilight the day after tomorrow... Dusk the day after tomorrow." Leman Russ stood up, he paced back and forth a few times, the wolf king's amber wolf eyes gradually glowed with hope: "Perhaps, there is still time!"

"Yes, maybe, there is still time!" After speaking, Leman Russ stood up directly, and he rushed towards the bull castle: "If Oleg is smart enough..."

"???" The Butcher King and Alaros looked at each other, and quickly followed: "What are you planning to do?"

"I'm going to Herzig to find Ryan's reinforcements! Only Ryan's army can save Wolfenburg!" Leman Russ said firmly: "This is the only hope!"

"Are you crazy?" Alaros stopped in front of Leman Russ impatiently: "How far is Herzig from here? One hundred and fifty kilometers! Got it! How much time do you have?"

"Me? I don't need to spend too long." Leman Russ signaled Alaros to get out of the way.

"That's right, you may be able to break out of the tight encirclement with your personal ability, but how fast can Ryan's army move?" Alaros impatiently felt that the wolf king was crazy: "The human army marches at a speed of twenty in one day. About 100 kilometers, assuming Ryan's army can march quickly, it will be 80 to 100 kilometers at most, which is already the limit of human beings! It's too late!"

"This is the only way, pointy ears, give me your mist of deceit!" Leman Russ stretched out his hand towards Alaros again, the wolf king showed his teeth, his fangs in the dusk Reflection in the setting sun.

"But..." Alaros was still hesitating.

"Give it to me!" the wolf king roared: "If you still want to save this city, if you still want the 380,000 soldiers and civilians here to have a chance to survive! If you want Chaos not to cross the Talabek River, don't If you attack the gate of your hometown! I am the only one who can persuade Ryan to send troops immediately and come at full speed, because he and I are brothers, and he trusts me, just like I trust my father!"

"???" Both the Butcher King and Alaros had question marks on their faces. How could this mean the same as Ruth being Ryan's father?

The expression on Alaros' face was uncertain. The wood elf hero knew that if he handed over the fog of trickery to Leman Russ, it would be very difficult for him and his private guards to retreat from Wolfenburg!

But... But, I can't let Lilith down on me anymore! The wood elf hero thought painfully.

In the end, the fog of deceit was handed over to Leman Russ, and the Primarch of the Space Wolves held it in his hand: "How to use this thing?"

"Open it and pour it on yourself. When the thick fog hides you, it will start to take effect!"

"very good!"

"Hold the city, hold on! I will lead Ryan and his army on a hasty march to Wolfenburg!"

The gate of Wolfenburg was wide open, and under everyone's surprised eyes, Leman Russ flew out of the city and disappeared into the wilderness and forests south of Wolfenburg.

"Now, we are the only ones left, Pointy Ears." The Butcher King watched Ruth's figure disappear from sight very quickly.

"Yeah, short legs." Alaros smiled: "I have a proposal."

"explain."

"Let's compare, who kills more, how about it? In the name of Kunos."

"Oh, Grimnir, it's such a good idea, let's compare it!"

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