Chapter 1270, This Is Von Carstein!

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On the fifth day after the Battle of Hefffungen, Vlad von Carstein sat in the city of Essing, south of Ostermark, the Lord of Sylvania looked very angry, he The angry look is as uncontrollable as a beast, and no one dares to disturb the blood ancestor's anger.

The Lord of Death's eyes were red, and he punched the table with a fist, smashing the decayed wooden table to pieces.

The Empire could have won this battle!

He had already seen the dawn of victory! At that time, Keron was dead, the gas tank had been half-damaged by him and nearly half of his body was crystallized, Marius and Ivan's half-griffin knights were regrouping, and Akhan was pulling a An extremely large number of legions, including 15 Grave Guard Legions, 9 Black Knight Legions, and 6 Spirit Bound Knight Legions—as we all know, this battlefield is an excellent corpse pit for the undead, and the continuous undead army can Called directly on the battlefield and thrown into battle.

At that time, Vlad had already thought about how to temporarily conclude an armistice agreement with the emperor of the empire after the victory of the war. He had already written the speech in Guric, and it took him several days to think about it. Akhan was also his editor, reviewing and revising for three times. In order to be able to be personally on the scene, Vlad rehearsed at the cemetery in Ostermark at night when no one was around. Many times, and also called a group of Carstein blood to applaud to boost confidence.

It's all ruined! Valazi-Harkon's Betrayal! After entering the Chaos Wasteland, the leader of the Blood Dragon Grandmaster got the attention of the evil god. Khorne was willing to give him blood, battle, glory and endless challenges. This brainless man who only had fighting in his mind agreed without thinking too long. .

It was deadly, and the blood dragon knights of Valazi not only destroyed the hope of victory in this war, but also killed the emperor of the empire - Vlad saw the great griffin descend from the sky on a large group of Chaos warriors In, he does not believe that the emperor will survive.

Naturally, Vlad will not let Walazi go. Maybe the original Vlad will have a fierce fight with Walazi, but now, as the king of death, he is completely suppressing Walazi in terms of strength. After a great battle, Vlad seized the opportunity to secretly seize control of the bone dragon under Walazi, and then swung his blood-drinking sword and chopped off Walaqi's head.

Now, the head of the Blood Dragon Grandmaster Valazi Harkon was placed on the table. His blood red eyes, dead expression and wounded head spoke of Vlad's power.

If the Battle of Heffungen can end like this, at least the empire and the undead coalition will not lose too badly. Vlad plans to let the undead army continue to attack and repel the chaos army while covering the retreat of the imperial army. There are at least 30,000 to 40,000 people left, and they may still be able to fight if they retreat to Talabheim.

However, when his wife, Isabella von Carstein, appeared on the battlefield, Vlad could not keep his sanity. Knowing why a large group of Nurgle demons followed her, even more knowing why she appeared here, but when Isabella smiled at him enthusiastically and stretched out her hands to ask Vlad for a hug, Vlad still fell , no matter how much time has passed, no matter how many things he has experienced, Isabella is an existence that Vlad cannot refuse.

Then, a poisonous dagger pierced into Vlad's chest, and the death king was killed on the spot by his wife—or the phantom named Isabella.

But Vlad didn't get nothing. At the moment before he died, he saw the pain and confusion in Isabella's eyes. He was 100% sure that this was his wife, and Isabella's soul and body had been taken in. Scale was captured, distorted, and turned into something else, but the bond between them would not disappear, she was just brainwashed and bewitched, and after being killed by his wife once, Vlad knew he had a way to save her. She came out, just needed some time and preparation.

I won't keep you waiting long, my wife.

Of course, the price Vlad tried to understand whether Isabella was his wife was huge. The Maharaja of Death was killed on the spot. It took him three full days to resurrect. After seeing Vlad fall, Akhan didn't follow Vlad's order to continue fighting. The Lich King chose to retreat, and the undead army retreated. Another direct disciple of Zu was forcibly dragged away by Gul's neck.

Vlad can understand the thinking of Arkhan, the Lich King. Akhan is not willing to go all out, and Nagash's loyal servant still has to save his life and usefulness until the time comes to resurrect him and is currently trapped in the Black Pyramid. Lord of the dead within.

Ah! How long will it take for Nagash to be resurrected next time? 500 years? 1000 years? 1500?

Vlad couldn't help snorting coldly. I think Nagash is dead. The previous two resurrections of the Lord of the Necromancer can be said to be the death of the body and the soul was not damaged. But this time is different. Nagash was in the process of resurrection. A large part of his power was taken away by Manfred, and part of it was laughed at by himself. He has already obtained the ability to stand up to Nagash.

The age of Nagash is over.

Even if the Necromancer could indeed be resurrected again, he would lose absolute control over Vlad.

After snorting, Vlad immediately put away his sneer, and the Lord of Death forcibly turned his attention to the war in front of him.

The damage was done, the Imperial armies were routed, the minions of the Ruinous Forces gained momentum, and Vlad himself was forced to evacuate, having suffered too much infamy for more than half his life.

"Goddamn Chaos! Bastard bastard!" he yelled at Valazi's head, not knowing whom he was yelling at.

Hefffungen was defeated, and the loss of the empire was devastating. The 90,000 imperial people who participated in the war did not know if 10,000 people escaped. He only noticed Rick's guard, Helberg, and the emperor's flag officer, Schwartz. Hammer fled westward with the defeated remnants of Rick's Guards, while the Charlemagne God's Chosen champions Woten and Luthor Huss gathered some remnants and fled to the south of Steeleland.

In this battle, two-thirds of the main force of the empire was almost wiped out.

Elector Marius and Duke Ivan retreated towards Ostland but were overtaken by Chaos Knights in the Shadow Forest. No one knew what would happen to them. The defense line in the north of the empire collapsed, and the leaderless imperial army was completely smashed through.

The most terrible thing is that the Imperial Logistics Headquarters located in Von-Zhukov Castle was also captured by Vlasov, the Chosen of Khorne. Before his death, the Elector Vamir-Von-Zhukov burned down all the symbols of the glory of the empire. The banners were spared from the hands of Chaos, where warehouses containing the vast supplies and equipment the Imperium had hoped for had been looted.

If Keron hadn't died, and the Chaos army was too busy looting Oster and Ostermark to take care of him, perhaps Talabheim would have fallen immediately.

There were footsteps outside, and the Lich King Arkhan walked in. He seemed to be fearless of Vlad's anger, and he said in a slightly mocking tone: "My respected Majesty the Death Lord, the next step is to What to do, we are all waiting for your instructions."

"Are you testing me?" Vlad looked at Arkhan, the Lich King was still polite, he was manipulating the court etiquette of Nicohala that Vlad was most familiar with, and the army of death seemed to be able to move from Arkhan. Han saw a faint smile on that rotten flesh face, but Akhan hid his expression very well to ensure that Vlad would not be able to make accusations.

"I am just waiting for your order. Now, I am your servant." Akhan continued.

"If you really obey my orders, you should do as I say!" Vlad said arrogantly, and he immediately accused Arkhan of being cowardly: "Instead of choosing to retreat when I leave temporarily."

"I am your servant, but a servant cannot live without a master." Akhan just went on to say: "Without the master, the existence of a servant has no meaning."

Vlad understood that Arkhan's meaning was very simple, the Lich King's loyalty was a limited loyalty, this kind of loyalty must be effective when Nagash can't sleep, and Vlad himself is alive and can give orders.

Perhaps for others, loyalty is not absolute, but Vlad doesn't care, the army of the dead doesn't believe that he will die again, he is now a symbol of death, and at the same time he has recovered the von Carstein ring, now who Can kill him? Probably only the Sun King of Brittania has this kind of strength, Vlad is very proud, he doesn't care.

Seeing that Vlad didn't reply, Akhan repeated mechanically: "What should we do next? Please show us, Your Majesty the Death Lord."

"No one understands the defense of the empire better than I do." Vlad said haughtily. The Death Maharaja leaned back in his chair, and his exquisite crimson cursed armor exuded a strong breath of death. A cloak of velvet velvet and white fox velvet was draped over the shoulders of the Lord of Sylvania. Vlad ran his fingers through his long pale hair, making sure that none of them were split or in the wrong place. He said slowly: "Tarabeheim can't hold it. In order to fight the battle of Heffungen, the empire has mobilized most of the Talabheim army. I understand the thinking of the people of Middenheim. They will only shut themselves up. .”

"So?" Akhan leaned on Nagash's spare staff, and the Lich King seemed not to think about it.

"So, if you want to really stop Chaos, it's only in Brunswick." Vlad thought of Isabella again. He once told his wife that he would be crowned eternal in Brunswick, the city of Charlemagne Great Emperor, and she is the Empress of Eternity, but everything has gone with the wind. It was the most glorious climax of her life, and it was also the moment when she turned sharply.

The Lich King was silent for two minutes, Arkhan suddenly giggled: "You really love the people of the empire."

"I just love a throne that should belong to me, a country that should belong to me." Vlad disagrees: "I want to establish my rule, or at least maintain my status as the Lord of Sylvania, and Chaos has no intention of respecting me, which is why I must rebel and unite."

"Then will the empire respect it?" Akhan's words were very sharp.

"Yes." Vlad stood up: "I understand mortals, and I understand empires. After the catastrophe, the old world will usher in a new round of reshuffle. After experiencing the frenzy of destruction, the living will Coexist peacefully with the dead for a period of time, even we can cooperate, I can wake up the endless dead to help them regain their homeland, no matter how bad it is, there will be two emperors respecting each other."

"Emperor of the Empire and Emperor of Sylvania?" Akhan asked directly.

"Let's start by becoming a recognized elector." Vlad smiled: "At this time, the noble von Carstein blood is extending a helping hand to the empire that has lost more than two-thirds of its main elite. What reason does the empire have to refuse?"

"They don't have the right to refuse. Your timing is so ingenious." Akhan nodded. The empire was already in jeopardy. The tacit understanding between the two sides on the Golden Fortress for more than a year is the same as Karl Franz's request for help at a critical moment.

"Send your people to collect more imperial refugees, take them to Sylvania to settle and select my living legion, and let Luthor Harkon prepare for defense along the Essien and Waldenhof castles, chaos We won’t ignore our Sylvania’s fighting power.” Vlad walked outside: “Also, if you can, go to support Torrent Pass and Butcher’s Castle, the dwarves can’t miss this battle of world destiny. "

"You really love the people of the empire." Arkhan repeated.

Vlad didn't answer, he walked out carelessly.

The Lich King shook his head and sighed, but admired Vlad's lofty ambitions. No wonder von Carstein's descendants are so charming and ambitious.

Vlad loves the people of the Empire?

Of course, it’s love, so what’s the law of love?

Just like a farmer loves the wheat in his field.

Just like a herdsman loves his cattle and herds.

Like a farmer loves a big fat pig in a pigsty.

Vlad's love is distorted. In his eyes, lowly people are only responsible for providing blood as food and occasionally selecting some elites to become his descendants. In contrast, he is willing to provide a good living environment and force shelter.

But Akhan was deeply aware that although Vlad's love was distorted, judging from all his experience in the past 4,000 years, how many emperors of the empire could truly love civilians like Vlad?

Probably no more than five.

Where is the Knight King of Brittany?

Probably no more than three.

………I am the dividing line of Vlad’s love for you………

The deep winter of 2524 Imperial Calendar came as scheduled, and it came earlier than ever. When Ryan stood in the Corona Palace and looked at the frozen ocean, the expression on his face was unprecedentedly serious.

In December, the temperature reached minus 20 degrees, which is really abnormal. Brittany has never been so cold.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, and the fireplace was burning indoors. When Ryan was looking at the documents formed by the new army, there was the sound of high heels tapping outside.

Chief of MI7, Aurora, was wearing an extremely luxurious dark black mink fur coat covered in jewels, and a sanctuary witch with a full head of emerald jewels, her hair coiled up, pushed open the door and rushed in: "Your Majesty , there is good news!"

"Good news?" Ryan raised his head from the pile of documents.

"Yes, good news. SI7 received news from the Empire's branch. The Empire defeated the Chaos army in Heffungen, annihilating more than 150,000 enemies, and killed Chaos Eternal God's Chosen Deputy Commander Keron-Conqueror, severely wounded The main force of Chaos, the Chaos Army has suffered heavy losses, and it is probably unable to continue going south this winter!" Aurora happily told Ryan the news.

"Really?" Ryan's face glowed, and the Sun King couldn't help nodding after receiving the news.

"Good fight, Brother Carl, I'm a waste~thing~."

"In this way, at least it can last for a few months."