Chapter 1200 Man Bald Anjuping Road 5

The five armies attacking Sylvania at the same time is a huge challenge for the plan of resurrecting Nagash from the undead.

Arkhan, the Lich King, must support Nagash's resurrection ceremony, and his tomb army must guard the ceremony site outside Dunkenhof Castle. Therefore, Manfred is entrusted with the task of fighting the five armies - Von Carstein.

Facing the simultaneous attack of the five armies, Manfred was obviously more excited than anxious, more happy than fearful. The last vampire earl quickly held a "swearing-in meeting" in Dunkenhof Castle, and convened a part of von- The vampires of the Carstein family.

Much to Manfred's displeasure, less than half of the vampires of the von Carstein family came to the castle to be summoned. The last vampire count was angry and ashamed of his lack of appeal, and he swore , When the ceremony is successfully started, he has stolen Nagash's power as planned, and he will let those disobedient clansmen taste his power.

Similar to Ryan's idea, Manfred also divided the five-way army-which is our primary enemy, which is not so important enemy, and which can be isolated.

First of all, Manfred was convinced that if these five armies were united, then Sylvania would probably be finished, as would Nagash and Akhan, and even he would probably have to hide again. Go to the Chaos Wasteland or the Roof of the World Mountains.

However, among the five armies, only human beings and high spirits are united together, and the rest are fighting on their own.

This is easy to deal with, and Manfred immediately prioritized the two most noteworthy enemies.

Karak-Kadrin's butcher king dwarf army, this army is the most threatening, the dwarf army with as many as three or four thousand people not only carries a lot of firearms and war machines, but also the butcher king himself goes into battle, Agrim -The whole world knows how powerful Iron Fist is. After his resurrection, Manfred has been extremely careful not to provoke the Butcher King under any circumstances, otherwise he and his butcher army will once again fulfill the ancient covenant with the Empire. Bring a deadly threat to Sylvania.

Then there is the beastman army of the Dark Prophet-Malargo. This army of tens of thousands and constantly obtaining new soldiers from the dark forest also makes Manfred feel jealous. The number of beastmen is too large. Manfred Fred didn't have the confidence to win the battle.

However, Malago and its army of beastmen have a fatal weakness, that is, this huge army of beastmen can hardly be called an "army", and the confusion of their command makes them more like a group of mobs. Malago As the great screaming shaman, the binding force on the beastmen is limited to the "oracle declaration" to the beast king and the screaming shaman below, and it can hardly control this army except for its own personal guard.

The coalition of humans and high-spirited troops is at the back. The coalition composed of the Knights Templar and the high-spirited army is barely strong—but the number of elites is too small, and Manfred has the wealth to defeat high-spirited and human beings Experience, it seemed to him, would not be too difficult to beat them again.

As for the weakest, it is undoubtedly the wood elf army of Alaros - small in number, few elites, weak fighting will, and Sylvania is a cursed place that restrains the life magic of the wood elves.

In this way, when the five armies attacked Sylvania at the same time, Manfred imitated his ancestor Vlad and used all his talents to carry out a careful plan and performance.

No matter how many ways you come, I will only go all the way!

Von Carstein's army, move out!

The red sun is shining all over the east, and the gods of the ancestors of the dwarves are singing to their heart's content~

Although the dwarves were the last to go, as in any case, the armies of Agrim-Ironfist the Slayer King arrived and entered Sylvania first, and the king's banner symbolizing Agrim-Ironfist the Slayer King stood in the sky, Beastmen and greenskins fled in front of him.

If it was the past, Agrim Iron Fist would only laugh when he saw this scene,

Showing off the glory and power of Butcher Fort, the situation is different now. The female dwarf priest of Valaya told the Butcher King that the oldest and original evil is waiting to be reborn in Sylvania.

This question was also verified at the meeting of the dwarf kings of the Eternal Peak a few months ago. When the dwarves were discussing whether to close the mountain for self-defense, the High King Thorgreen mentioned a battle in Nagashza , the high elves lost their little queen, and the news that the little queen might be in Sylvania made Agrim-Iron Fist realize that perhaps going to help the elves this time would be a blessing for all order races. good thing.

The Butcher King's army soon marched into Sylvania. At first, the dwarves encountered some organized resistance from the vampires, but only the confrontation between the army of the vampire Earl Waldner and the dwarf army could be called a war. The mighty vampire count was split in the head by the butcher king with Dago's ax after two strokes, and the undead army under his command scattered and turned into smoke.

After losing a good man, Manfred immediately realized that the dwarves were indeed his greatest threat, and it would be a disaster if the Butcher King's army of dwarves broke into the depths of Sylvania.

For this reason, Manfred did not hesitate to invest in three more vampire barons and their troops—as usual, one person with one axe, and the three vampire barons were also beheaded on the spot by the butcher king with Dago's axe. Perhaps Sylvania was killed The cursed land can make both humans and elves feel extremely uncomfortable, but the dwarves are not very affected by the wind of magic. The butcher king's march is relatively smooth. Agrim-Iron Fist immediately sent a messenger to tell the wood elves, Gao The coalition of elves, they will meet at Castle Tarnhof.

However, what the Butcher King didn't realize was that everything was in Manfred's plan.

Manfred's sacrifice at any cost quickly attracted the attention of the Fort Butcher army to another place. In that place, there was also the beastman army of the Dark Prophet-Marago who rushed over. This army was chaotic. Unbearable, almost all the beastmen acted with instinctive hunger, and Manfred easily attracted the army of beastmen.

When Agrim-Iron Fist smelled the stench unique to the Beastmen in the air, he hurriedly signaled the army to prepare for the battle. When the dwarf artillery had just built its position, and when the dwarf warriors had just lined up their shield walls, At that time, the wild beasts appeared, the big horned beasts and the horned beasts charged together, the minotaurs tested the shield wall of the dwarves with their giant axes, and the dwarven cannons and organ guns plowed out bloody lines in the army of the beasts. In the deep ditch, the dwarf butchers shouted the butcher's oath, trying to find their own relief and the most glorious sacrifice.

In the middle of the battle is the butcher king Agrim-Iron Fist. He swung Dago's ax back and forth, bouncing and sweeping, and the hot blood of the Beastmen sprinkled on his cloak. Valaya His holy emblem was so hot that it injected endless energy into the Butcher King's body.

"Twenty-two!" The ax blade scraped across the neck of a horned beast.

"Twenty-three!" The Minotaur's forehead cracked open.

"Twenty-four!" The flames belonging to the Butcher King on Dago's ax pierced through the breastplate of a big horned beast, Agrim-Iron Fist roared happily: "Son of Grimnir! Let us fight to the heart's content !"

"For Kadrin, for the Butcher King!" The dwarf butchers rushed forward frantically, fighting with the beastmen ten times as many as their own, and the Dark Prophet Malago summoned a mass of crows and a scorpion Tail lion.

"Drink!" The rune craftsman hit the doomsday anvil with a hammer, smashing the crows into pieces.

On the thousand-meter-diameter battle line, the war between the Beastmen and the Dwarves began.

"Fight!" The Butcher King charged forward, his body spun around in the air for two and a half weeks, cutting off the limbs of a group of Beastmen like a top, and then seized the opportunity to knock down a Beastman who was commanding, the Butcher King roared Signaling the dwarf soldiers behind to come up, he saw that a large group of minotaur had smashed through the shield wall of his compatriots. Agrim watched with his own eyes a dwarf with a mustache and his head was bitten off by the minotaur.

"Ahhhhhh! Valaya above, the Son of Darkness must pay the price!" The Butcher King shouted loudly, his body was like a cannonball, and an orange rainbow was drawn under the dark sky of Sylvania. An ax in the air chopped off an arm of the Minotaur: "In the name of Grimnir, I declare you to die!"

"Boom!" An amber spear flying from the side hit the Butcher King's body, and Agrim was blown away and landed in the mud blasted by the artillery fire.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~" Butcher King's butcher tattoo and his Valaya cloak protected him, Iron Fist tried to get up, and he shook his head vigorously, trying to drive out the dizziness and confusion.

"Roar...big mouth...eat meat...short...meat...sturdy...delicious!" A big horned beast with a strong figure walked quickly in front of the Butcher King.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssesses!

who is it? Butcher Wang hurriedly looked back.

"Hey! Shorty, are you still alive?" A familiar voice came from not far away.

"Ah! It's you, you stinky elf boy!" Agrim immediately recognized the other party's voice. The Butcher King was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

"Kunos salvo!" Six phantom lights shot out from the big green leaf bow, and dozens of spark arrows shot out in the air. The beasts in front of the Butcher King fell down instantly, and a vigorous green figure fell from the sky. .

Araros, the hero of the wood elves, makes his debut!

He grabbed Agrim's cloak, lifted the Butcher King from the ground like a chicken, and then grinned and said, "Short, you can't do it~"

"Who said I can't do it! Elf brat!" Agrim Iron Fist cursed. He couldn't help being happy when he saw Alaros, but he felt ashamed, so he forced a straight face: "Who wants you to save! I will immediately Its head is about to be chopped off!"

"Thank you."

"Um?"

"Thank you." Alaros looked at the rear of the dwarf army with provocative eyes.

The army of dwarves in Butcher Castle cheered excitedly. Behind them, more than 300 wood elves forest guards and 100 deep forest scouts joined the battlefield. The team of wood elves was not as neat as the high elves, but their body His wildness and powerful vitality gave the dwarves the confidence to win this battle.

Two groups of woodland cavalry, each with 40 or 50 people, as soon as they saw the Beastman, their faces showed deep hatred and disgust. No need to remind, everyone began to bend their bows and arrows.

"I..." The Butcher King knew that Alaros had come to help him, so he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say thank you.

"Thank you." Alaros emphasized again.

"Thank you..." Agrim-Iron Fist barely uttered a sound, Alaros immediately smiled, and patted the Butcher King's shoulder very understandingly: "Don't say it, I understand, dwarves , it’s not easy to do this, I accept your thanks, don’t be so capricious next time.”

"I..." Agrim blushed, and the Butcher King had a thousand words stuck in his throat, and he really didn't know what to say.

Alaros didn't give him a chance anymore, the wood elf hero turned around smartly, his cloak swept across the face of the Butcher King, he drew out the arrows from the quiver behind him, and aimed at the target: "Eisley, fire!"

"For Athel Loren!" Arrows ignited with the power of the starfire fell into the Beastman army like a storm, and hundreds of Beastman fell down one after another, but these numbers were nothing to the Beastman army. .

"Draw out your weapon, for Queen Alair, for the great forest!" Alaros raised his green leaf spear, and the wood elf hero took the lead, facing dozens of spears from the horned beasts. The tip of a spear that came rolled up and bounced off, stabbing down, and tasted the taste of blood at the first blow.

Behind the wood elf hero, two teams of war dancers quickly joined the battlefield. They either held two-handed swords, or green leaf spears, or swords and daggers, or big axes, and shouted the name of Loic the Deceiver, followed Leading their heroes into battle.

The real massacre has begun!

"Ah! What makes the elves run faster than the bravest and most fearless dwarves! I don't think they have longer legs!" The butcher King Agrim suddenly felt a deep sense of shame, He raised Dago's axe: "Elf boy, let us compare again, who kills more? I have already killed twenty-five?"

"Really?" Alaros danced in the dense crowd of beastmen, and the wood elf hero laughed: "I'm already fifty-six, dwarf!"

"What?!" Agrim first wanted to scold that it was impossible, but the Butcher King immediately remembered the previous salvo of Pokunos, and the son of Grimnir yelled: "I will surpass you. Raya swears!"

"Grimnir, give me strength!" With the rise of the butcher king, the dwarf butchers followed the king and launched a charge. Eight years later, the wood elves and the butcher castle dwarves once again formed an alliance!

The Battle of the Red Stone Mounds took place on the land of Sylvania, where the army of the Beastmen and the coalition of wood elves and dwarves confronted each other head-on.

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, on a dead tree not far away, a red-eyed bat was watching all this with satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"That's the way to fight~"

"The only thing left to deal with is the idiots of the High Elves and Templars."

"So, how do we deal with them?"

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