Chapter 1217, The Last Knight

With Boderick's death in battle, the entire battlefield situation has undergone drastic changes.

Although the Bretons fought bravely, the successive deaths of the deputy commander and the commander greatly affected the morale of the Bretanian army. First, the serf infantry regiment began to rout, and then the free people's army.

In the dense fog, the Sea God knights desperately took back the body of Duke Boderick and the Sea God Trident, and then retreated.

Many people have noticed that Ikert-Claw's body is missing, but everyone can't think so much at this time. With the death of the two dukes, the Britannian army has reached the brink of collapse.

At this time, the command of the knight army was handed over to Sir Amanrik, the Great Holy Grail of the Sanctuary. This brave and unparalleled Sir judged the situation on the battlefield and found that the Skaven was reorganizing. The rats saw that the human army had supported Immediately, the morale soared, especially in Scully's army.

Essex, the High Lord of Plague, appears, no one knows whether it is willing or forced to appear, but it raises the banner of Clan Skryre.

At the same time, distant bells and horns sounded.

A few kilometers away, reinforcements from the Skaven Grin clan arrived.

Tritsi-Fear of the Tail, the crumb of the crumb nicknamed "the crumb of the rat" even among the Skaven ratmen, whose countless experiences of betrayal and defection make it constantly prove its cunning, cunning and character Poor, but always successful over and over again.

The entire Grin clan recognized that even a deceitful skaven would not have conceived such a villainous strategy, let alone Tritex's various dirty and shameless tactics, in fact, its strategy and that famous good fortune produced Some legends.

The most famous deed of the rise of Tritts-Fearback is after the Battle of Camelback Mountain. At that time, it was still a small role under the command of the Skaven warlord. The warlord saw that it was too thin and felt that it was not a threat, so the green The mushroom wine brewed by piggoblin gave it to make it drunk, and maybe it was ready to take the opportunity to send it on the road.

Trits-Fearful pretended to accept it. The treacherous Ratman spent about an hour purifying the mushroom wine with Ratman's unique distillation technology, and then secretly fed it to the night goblin slaves as a prize. The strong mushroom wine will make the night goblins hallucinate and turn into crazy spinning killers. When the perfect time comes, it makes these night goblins serve the Skaven warlords who are in a meeting. Under the circumstances, the entire meeting site became a bloody killing field.

The bosses are all dead, someone must be a warlord, right? Tretus-Fearful said that he reluctantly accepted this task.

This bad thing is also a well-known escape master in the Ratman clan,

It has escaped battle countless times, and taunters always say that Tritex quickly curled up his tail and fled the battlefield when the enemy attacked or bombarded him, but time and time again Tritex appeared again, leaving his doomed forgotten Colleagues go elsewhere to complete legendary deeds.

According to the results of the meeting of the Council of Thirteen, the Grin Clan should serve as the reserve army and backup of the Skryre Clan.

But Tritsi-Weiwei is as cunning as ever. In fact, if the army of the Grinzui clan entered the battlefield during the fierce battle just now, they could turn the situation around at any time. If they attack the Bretons in one go, the Skaven can also win a complete victory.

But what kind of person is Tritsi-Fear of Tails?

The army of the Lizui clan just appeared, and they had no intention of coming up to support them.

This ratman warlord's favorite is a famous saying brought back by the Aixin clan from Devon and Cathay: "Retreat and turn into it, it's as fast as the wind, and it turns around and outflanks it as Xu as the forest. Burning, killing, looting and aggression are like fire, and the friendly army is in trouble like a mountain." .”

Seeing that the Grin Clan's army finally appeared but did not have the slightest intention to come up to support, the phalanx of the Skryre army, which had already begun to regroup, became disorganized again, and the supreme disaster lord Essex was forced to show up.

"Hi Yi!" Several assassins of the Essin clan saved the body of Ikert-Claw. At this time, the chief engineer of Skaven was already dying. Te-Claw, the supreme disaster lord sighed: "No, God's favored one of the horned rat, you can't die here yet."

After finishing speaking, Essex stretched out his huge claw joint dripping with the deadly plague, and wiped it on the chest of Ictor Claw. A row of pustules and rot immediately appeared on the fatal wound caused by the Sea God's Trident. The sores, the wounds were inflamed and swollen, festering and twisting continuously, but Iktor-Claw's injuries were actually stabilized.

In Britannia, Sir Amanrick finally made up his mind after seeing the Grin Clan appear.

He ordered a retreat.

"Retreat? How to retreat?" Juan was already soaked in blood at this time, and the golden sun headdress on his head was cut off in half. Duke Magritte shouted at Sir Amanrick: "We don't have any There is no way to retreat! Once you choose to retreat, the army will collapse!"

"I know." Sir Amanrick couldn't see any expression on his face hidden behind the helmet, and a ruthless voice came from inside the cross helmet: "I don't need you to point me, Estalian, you Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Your Excellency Amanrique!" Juan was infuriated by this sentence: "Your Excellency Theodoric has died in battle, and so has Your Excellency Boderick! Please don't say such bastard words at this time!"

"Then obey my command obediently!" Amanrik turned his head: "Pass my order, the whole army is assembled! Prepare to retreat."

"Your Excellency, retreat now..." Juan waited to say more.

"Shut up, who said I'm going to retreat?" Amanrique yelled directly: "Gather all your people, we retreat from the front!"

"What?" Juan was stunned.

Retreat head-on?

Sir Amanrick ignored him and drew out his knight sword: "Raise my Holy Grail banner, even if I step on it today, I will step on the face of the Skaven!"

The red and blue golden Holy Grail flag was erected, pointing straight to the sky, and the voices of the Holy Grail knights sounded together: "For the lady and the king, for Britannia, charge!"

The Holy Grail Knights gathered, and they used themselves as arrows to lead the remaining knights in the final charge.

The gust of wind came from the north, and the flag fluttered. The remaining less than 10,000 Britannian troops and Estalia knights gathered under the Holy Grail banner, quickly reorganized, and then moved towards the Scully's army was killed.

The horseshoe is like thunder, the spear is like a forest, and the determination is like iron.

The golden seal of the Holy Grail inspired everyone's fighting spirit, and the frustration and decadence were swept away. Every Britannian and Estalian released a final cry of hatred, and then followed the Holy Grail knights footsteps.

"What? The hairless knights actually, actually rushed towards us."

"nono, Skaven, diedie~"

"Rat~rat, it's over~ it's over~"

Scully's army was thrown into chaos immediately, and the desperate counterattack of the Bretons came so quickly.

The supreme disaster lord Essex has a very bad face. The four big horns on its head twist and turn back and forth. Bunker Hill has been injured in the previous battle with Sir Amanrick, and he has spent a lot of money to save Ikert. Strength, if you make a full shot now, how will you deal with that bald head in the future?

Essex hesitated, and Sir Amanrick's arrow knight brigade directly broke through the forward of Skry's army and rushed straight to the core area of ​​the Ratmen's army like an arrow leaving the string.

Seeing this scene, the disaster lords immediately decided to avoid the front for the time being, while the army of the grinning clan in the distance saw how crazy the Bretons were, so they quickly retreated.

The strength of our Grin Clan must be preserved!

This retreat directly caused the Skaven to retreat across the board. Sir Amanrick unexpectedly led the Bretanian army to break through the siege head-on, and the Holy Grail Knights directly broke through Skryre's army head-on!

"Rats! Rats! Rats!" Facing the crazy knights from far to near, several teams of Rats were sent out. They lined up, turned the bearings, and were ready to fire.

"For the lady!!!" Sir Amanrick took the lead, the divine light of the lake god shrouded his whole body, the knight sword was held high in the sky, and the dazzling glare made the Ratling team couldn't help but cover their lips Eye.

"For Ms.!!!" The Holy Grail Knights shouted in unison, each of them emitting a blinding blinding light.

The Ratlin team was immediately overwhelmed. What's more, most of the Ratlin got stuck due to being too nervous.

"Fire!" Juan and the Estalia knights seized the opportunity and took off their muskets from their waists. The hoarse voice of Enzo Moretti, the great mentor of the Magritte Knights, sounded.

With white eyes all over the sky, the Skaven army was defeated under the impact.

Ratling team, all wiped out!

Poison wind mortar squad, all wiped out!

Dimensional Stone Claw Lightning Cannon, all destroyed!

Even in the end, Sir Amanrik rushed into the Skaven camp with the Holy Grail knights, and burned all the food reserves of the Skryre clan to ashes. The sub-knights used grenades and gunpowder barrels to blast a few spare doomwheels into the sky.

Then Sir Amanrique ordered the army to retreat towards Bordereau. At this time, Skaven was unable to pursue and had to let the Bretons leave.

The Battle of Aquitaine ended.

It is worth noting that Tritus-Weiltail's army did not enter the field until nearly twenty minutes after the last of the Bretanian guns had been carried by the pack horses and disappeared beyond the horizon.

"I'm sorry, Master Disaster Lord, the Lizui Clan really wants to help you, yes~yes~ but the timing is unlucky, we happen to be enjoying bento, bento, so come, come late, please forgive me, forgive me!"

"Climb!" Essex's extremely angry voice came, if it wasn't for the grinning army that was needed to attack Zeon City, it would kill Tritus-Weiwei now!

………… I am the dividing line between the simplest mouth smell and the most extreme enjoyment………

At this moment, on the banks of the Grace Murray River, Ryan is leading the 30,000 main force of the newly assembled Old Guards, the Royal Mousillon Legion, and the Britannian Northern Knights and Nobles to Jean. on the way to the city.

Ryan's original intention was to let Emilia stay in Musillon, but the Duchess of the Empire insisted on following, and the little maid extorted a set of Wood Elf Spark full-body rune plate armor from Ryan, and Ryan had to let her.

The lake goddess Morgiana rode the unicorn Sylphine and followed Ryan. She frowned and looked at Emilia from time to time, but she couldn't say anything.

Due to the critical situation, Lawn, François, Bohemond and others who were administering Courona all came, as well as Marshals such as Bertrand, Rokossovsky and Davout, who were almost all present. The support army general Xing Hehe, everyone firmly believed that as long as they arrived in time, they would definitely be able to wipe out the Skaven.

But the question is, can you catch up?

Ryan had some bad premonitions. There was no way. Brittany had a huge territory. Most of the main knight troops and the Royal Legion were transferred to Courona to maintain law and order and possible riots due to previous belief issues.

Even Devonhill and the Twilight sisters were in the army, and Alaier followed behind the army of knights.

"Father, you don't seem to have a good face?" The youngest son rode up to follow and said to Ryan.

"I always have some ominous premonition." Ryan looked at the sky of the old world. As the wind of chaos doubled and strengthened, it is now difficult to see the sky without clouds and the endless scenery, red, green, and colorful patterns like aurora , dark clouds in the shape of demons and human faces, and howling and lightning that appear from time to time.

"Father, Sister Nestella and Sister Arohan said that they can let the giant eagle carry me directly to Jin City." Devonhill continued: "It will be faster this way."

"Why, can't I?" Ryan said casually, "It must be you?"

"You will scare those giant eagles. You are too bright, father." Devonhill shrugged. "The sun brings us warmth, but if you get too close, you will be burned to ashes."

"Huh~" Ryan snorted, and was about to say something when a fast ranger horse appeared on the other side of the horizon. The messenger was already sweating profusely, and he immediately knelt in front of Ryan: "Your Majesty! There is a battle report to send Here! Duke Boderick, Duke Theodoric and Duke Juan led the army to a decisive battle with the Skaven on Aquitaine."

"How's the result?" Ryan asked eagerly with his eyes wide open.

"this……"

"Bastard, did you win or lose? Don't you even know this?" The Britannian marshals on the side scolded one after another, and Francois was rarely angry, and the chief cabinet minister shouted: " Incompetent waste, tell me quickly, did you win or lose?"

"This... I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but I'm not sure whether I won or lost." The messenger said in a tangled voice, and he kowtowed for mercy.

"Could it be a tie?" Bohemond asked in a deep voice.

"Yeah, it doesn't count, does it?" The messenger really couldn't tell.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Not a win, not a loss, not even a tie? What kind of battle is this fighting?

"Give me the battle report!" Ryan immediately took the battle report from the messenger, and the King of Knights only glanced at it twice before he couldn't help but sighed.

His admiral was killed.

Boderick and Duke Theodoric died in battle one after another. They failed to complete the mission of intercepting or hindering the Skaven army. Only more than 12,000 of the about 20,000 Britannian troops who participated in the battle broke through the encirclement and retreated to Boulder Ro.

From this point of view, Brittania cannot be considered a win.

But the Skavens also suffered heavy losses. The Skulli army left more than 60,000 Skaven corpses in Aquitaine, not only more than half of the casualties, but also a large number of elites and war machines. Burned all the Ratmen's backup food and grass, and Juan blew up Skry's war machine warehouse and dimensional stone warehouse. The Skry family not only lost dozens of well-trained warlock engineers, captains and warlords in this battle, He almost lost Ikert-Claw. Although the chief warlock engineer did not die, he was half useless.

From this point of view, Brittania cannot be considered a loser.

Tie? Obviously not counting, the Skaven continued to head towards Zeon City after a brief reorganization!

Ryan told everyone about the battle, so he could only sigh. Many knights and nobles who had made friends with Duke Boderick couldn't help but burst into tears. Even Devonhill wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.

Ryan closed his eyes: "Keep marching, under the city of Jin, it will be the burial place of the Skaven."

"yes!"

The rat man is coming!

At this moment, as Ryan's earliest territory, the Barony of Jean is already in chaos. The people here have probably not experienced war for more than ten or twenty years. Panic is spreading in the territory, and many merchants and free people have packed up their things. Some planned to flee, but many more planned to stay and defend their homes.

As the left-behind nobleman, Earl Hux of Devon took over the duties of the coach. Hux knew that it was impossible for him to block the Skaven army with this person, so he not only ordered martial law, but also made a good defense Preparation of cities and castles.

Similarly, Red Fish Village was also in chaos. Many people rushed to load their belongings into carts and carriages and fled, but most of them chose to stay. They gathered at the gate of Angron Manor. They believed that their knights master.

The last knight.

The Primarch of the World Eaters, Angron, a simple old farmer, was sitting in his bedroom, shaking his head and sighing.

"I just want to grow a good land. Why, why can't I escape the war in this place?"

"Why do all kinds of troubles always come to your door?"

"Why... always force me like this?"

The wooden floor was pried open and lifted, and inside was a long and large iron box, which was sealed with chains.

Angron opened the iron box, and inside lay a giant black sword. It was two meters long and had a jagged edge. It was imprinted with extremely ancient runes that were older than human history. .

"Damn rat, damn Khorne, you all forced me, right?" Angron took out his giant sword: "I don't even feel at ease about farming, do you?"

"Then don't blame me."

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