Chapter 1313, You Have to Watch the Curve Loyalty ()
The water of the Rick River was supposed to rush quickly under the walls of Kronborg, but now the Rick River is like a bunch of alcoholic vomit after a hangover, churning with crazy stench, yellow Green silt clogged the river.
As an important fortress of the empire and a hub connecting Marienburg, Middenheim, and Brunswick, it was born for defense. The towering outer wall stands proudly from the smooth rock cliffs, symbolizing Midden The flag of the white wolf led by the leader is swaying above the castle with the increasingly filthy cold wind. This is the gateway to Brunswick and the necessary target for the plague army on the way.
The person in charge of guarding Kronborg is Marshal Blücher of Midden, who is also the Duke of Kronborg. This is a veteran in his seventies. He has been stuck at the peak of legend for more than thirty years. This veteran Shuai was considered by Boris Todbringer as "a hero who commands less than 20,000 people, and more of them are idiots" and "too full of determination that he is better at hitting walls than charging", so he was not reused in several major battles , the old man is often depressed, and often fantasizes about all kinds of adventures, such as "I am pregnant with an elephant, it was done by the Bretons", and he made a serious announcement to the Britannian court. protest.
Suria, Queen of the Knights, also replied solemnly: "Please give birth to the elephant, we will claim it and pay for its maintenance."
At the peak of Kronborg, there were more than 10,000 troops stationed, but now there are less than 5,000 defenders left. Duke Blücher once received an order from Marshal Helberg, the self-appointed regent of the Empire, asking him to abandon the existing army and lead the With the remnants of Kronborg retreating to Brunswick.
Duke Blücher certainly disagreed. To this old commander, Helberg’s order was inexplicable. You are a marshal, and I am also a marshal. army?
In the end, Duke Blücher only agreed to transfer the world-famous Kronborg Great Sword Group. After all, this great sword group was loyal to Emperor Karl Franz, and it was reasonable for them to be transferred.
Not long after the Kronborg Great Swords Regiment withdrew, the Nurgle Plague Army's offensive arrived—the three famous Grote brothers descended here. He is very confident in his strength. Although he has only 5,000 people, these 5,000 people have an elite field army, and he has participated in many battles to clean up Beastman tribes, Goblin war gangs, and small Chaos cult groups as a semi-professional army for a long time. He firmly believed that he could hold out until reinforcements arrived.
But in fact, only two hours after the start of the war, Marshal Blücher discovered a terrifying fact.
The strong walls are cracking.
The old man crazily rushed up to the city wall. He saw that the solid granite city wall, which was originally as solid as iron, had been carefully dug out from the Roof of the World mountain range. Cracks appeared one after another, and then quickly expanded to the width of the sword blade.
"No, it's impossible. This is hard granite. We personally inspected it during the acceptance inspection. It must not become like this." The old man put his hand into the gap in the city wall, wanting to see what he thought What happened to the city wall of pride.
Thick gloves pulled out a handful of rotten sand from the cracks in the city wall. The surface of the sand was still foaming and gave off an unpleasant smell.
"Marshal, there is something wrong with the city wall!" The deputy general ran over and cried, "The city wall is melting, and none of us know what happened."
"No matter what happens, the firepower must be maintained.
Marshal Blücher pushed the adjutant away: "Tal's teeth!" No one is allowed to leave their position without permission! Otherwise I will smash his head with Mauric's hammer myself! "
"yes!"
The defenders continued to resist, and Blücher was glad that the artillery was temporarily useful against these enemies, but even the earth itself seemed to be awakened to deal with them, and beast hooves and iron boots resounded from every direction in the vast forest. roar.
Acid rain fell from the sky, and these foul-smelling, corrosive liquid rains roared. At first it was no different from ordinary rainstorms, but soon, the droplets from the sky became heavier and heavier until it Hailstones of mud congealed and loathsomely joined the fray, each piece exposed making the ground slippery and unstable, and the cannon's axles rolling around making the gunner's movements slow and slipping.
Some of the artillery produced in the small workshop in Middenheim have shown signs of cracking under the erosion of this acid rain. The rain hit the barrel of the gun, making a sizzling sound, and the breastplates on the soldiers, If the rain got into the eyes, the brave Imperial soldiers would cry out in distress. Marshal Blücher had to run back and forth to boost morale, and at the same time ordered the soldiers to fire as much as possible.
The imperial defenders have been pouring firepower non-stop since the enemy appeared, outputting bursting walls of fire to beat the oncoming tribal army in groups.
"Tal's teeth, Urik will curse you!" The old man watched the vanguard Norscan marauders being wiped out. He roared triumphantly, signaling his subordinates to fire and fire again. The barbarian knows how powerful he is.
However, even though the firearms have already harvested the enemies, countless enemies still rush forward without fear. Holding the bodies of the barbarians, instead of slowing down their actions, they became stronger and stronger. Duke Blücher saw with his own eyes that some muskets penetrated the bodies of the barbarians, but only penetrated. Bleeding, just squirting yellow-green pus, then soaking in rainwater, the wound healed on the spot.
It can't go on like this!
The old man was planning to reorganize the defenders and look for the location of the Chaos Lord, so he ran to the city wall quickly.
The scene in front of him made the old handsome cardiopulmonary arrest.
The walls of Kronborg are gone!
The entire city wall has been tightly wrapped by soaring vines and wriggling tentacles! In the singing in praise of Nurgle, the poisonous vines twisted and continued to climb up the city wall, thousands of tentacles happily extended up the corroded surface of the city wall, the once extremely hard granite The surface of the city wall is as fragile as cheese on the tentacles that constantly secrete turbid mucus, and the small towers have already shaken their foundations under the corrosion of the creep tentacles.
Duke Blücher watched helplessly as the remaining defenders fell into a frenzy of roiling profane flesh, being torn apart and swallowed by the green and brown torrents.
This incomparably brave old man who had led countless times the charge of the imperial pioneer cavalry and pistol cavalry covered his mouth with his hand. The fear from the depths of his soul had swallowed his will, and the giant minotaur did not frighten him. Shuai watched helplessly as the remaining defenders fell into a frenzy of roiling profane flesh, torn apart and swallowed by the green and brown torrents.
There are no words that can describe this army in Blücher's memory. The Plague Legion is composed of a large group of grotesque and abnormal things, some of which can be seen as Yankees in plate armor and shaggy fur, and some A plague sufferer who wields hooks, chisels and flails in strange shapes,
Some beyond the reach of mortals are hideously proportioned beasts of the woods, bloated with pus and salivating with unnatural longing, all gleaming with daemonic silhouettes, howling and screaming in the majestic rain.
No one could stand against that number of enemies, who swarmed up like a swarm of rats, scrambling up the steep city walls along the lush climbing thorns and thorns on their hands and feet, and the stones were crushed under their feet and crushed by their weight. , but they still went forward one after another, laughing loudly and climbing forward by stepping on the corpses of their companions that had rolled down.
"Retreat, retreat to the inner fort, retreat." Duke Blücher realized that it was impossible for them to fight against such an enemy. Since he joined the army at the age of 18, the old man has never been so shaken. He cried out Said: "Retreat to the inner castle!"
Before he finished speaking, the slate ground under the old man's feet began to melt, and his hard military boots stepped on the muddy ground. The once rammed mud and the solid road paved with stone slabs are now like a large swamp with foul smell. As the slate melted, it sprayed out, shooting Marshal Blücher's head and face, and the pungent smell made the old marshal scream and climb up to a fairly solid place.
It also woke him up. Marshal Blücher looked at the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, and he felt his brain was emptied.
He recalled when he was young, in the Urick church, the pastor Urick predicted the future for him.
"Planning, fighting."
"There are failures and there are victories."
"Awaken, and become strong."
"In this way, to glory."
Well, nothing can stand against such a formidable foe, least of all Kronborg.
"Retreat! Retreat to Brunswick! Everyone, evacuate!" The old man finally realized it. He cried and let everyone escape. The defenders of Kronborg could hardly believe that this was stubborn and only Everyone was stunned for a moment by the command issued by the old man who knew how to charge, but Blücher kept ordering, and the old man continued to scream: "Withdraw! This is an order! Anyone who refuses to obey me will shoot you now. "
So the imperial soldiers don't want to escape? Don't want to live?
The answer is of course no. Before Nurgle’s army had completed the encirclement, the imperial soldiers fled in panic and fled towards the east. The gate of the castle, which was already collapsing and melting, opened, and more than 2,000 imperial soldiers escaped. Encircled.
Marshal Blücher was soaked in blood. As a legendary peak powerhouse, the old marshal blocked the gate of the inner castle alone. He personally beheaded more than 30 Chaos Warriors, six Nurgle beasts and countless The Norscan plunderer bought time for his subordinates to escape. He was like crazy, only attacking but not defending. The land at the gate of the inner castle of Karon Castle was stained red by his blood.
The old man who has served in the Imperial Army for more than 50 years showed everything he has on this day!
Under the brilliance of Urik, the old man, as an imperial man, reached the most glorious apex of his life at this moment, and killed two entire Yankees by himself.
"Hahahaha~ Come on!"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~ Yankees, your grandpa Blücher is here! I'll send you to meet your god right now!"
Flesh flew everywhere, muskets fired.
Throwing away the curly-bladed long knife, watching his personal guards and the last artillery team escape, he laughed loudly, and before he had time to laugh enough, the ground directly sank under him, and a huge claw came out of it. The ground stretched out, overthrowing the collapsed Karon Fort like building blocks, and let out a roar of victory: "Me too!"
It is Guruit, the third brother of one of the three Grote brothers!
"It's not over yet!" Marshal Blücher roared nervously: "It's not over yet, you Yankees wait, we'll end you under Charlemagne's throne, Boris and Karl-Ferrell!" Lanz will avenge me, wait for the trial of Gael Malaz, the fate of you fallen ones is doomed..."
"Pa~" Guruit's big feet fell, and Blücher's whole body was stepped into the ground. The old man's body was shattered, and he sank deep into the ground.
"So this is the end of Kronborg?" Big brother Otto announced another victory.
"Brother, did you hear someone talking just now?" The second brother Ezerak shook the cane with the bell on it, and the white wolf banner located at the highest point of Kronburg was instantly ignited by green flames and fell from the height.
"It seems to be there, but I can't remember it." Otto muttered.
"Forget it, never mind." The second brother Ezerak agreed: "It's your turn to behave, third brother!"
"Me too." Guruit roared enthusiastically. It vented all its destructive desires. The originally solid Kronborg wall and inner castle had been corroded and riddled with holes. The way of pushing the building blocks knocked everything down, and then patted his stomach in satisfaction.
Around Kronborg, the symphony played by the Nurglings together, rivers of blood, broken spines and rotting human bodies, all swelled in the storm.
Kronborg has fallen.
...... I am the dividing line that Kronberg has fallen......
At the same time, Archaon, the Chaos Eternal Chosen on the throne of the northern wasteland of the Chaos Wasteland, also heard the voice of Tyrion in the warp.
Why is this person so stupid?
Thinking of this, Archaon, the Eternal God's Choice thought that this Ulthuan regent and the incarnation of Kane might not be dazed?
Many people think that there are many similarities between Kane's teachings and Khorne's teachings. Could Kane be Khorne's trumpet?
In fact, it is not at all. Kane is an elf god no matter what he says, and Khorne is an undoubted chaos god no matter how "curvely loyal".
For Kane, killing is the means, and the goal of the last clan is to build a survival of the fittest society with abundant martial arts for everyone. Kane assassins pursue incomparably fancy killing moves all day long, especially paying attention to one-hit kills. Ugly, the method is too low-level and too low, not only can't please Kane, but also easily incur Kane's anger.
For Khorne, killing is the goal, and everything else is the means. Khorne only wants the blood flowing, the falling head, the roar of the victor, and complete destruction. As for how to kill and who to kill, it doesn't matter. , the blood god never asks the source of the blood, as long as he kills, he is a good believer of Khorne.
Eternal God's Chosen first thought about the pros and cons of Tyrion's madness, and he found that he had no reason to prevent the replay of the Battle of Elf Heaven, because it would be beneficial to Eternal God's Chosen.
Before et started, the combined army owned by high elves + dark elves alone exceeded 300,000 people.
When Tyrion summoned all the high-elite troops and finally expelled all the Chaos demons in Ulthuan after a bloody battle, Malekith defeated the chaos tide repeatedly and finally decided to abandon Naggaroth and go to Ulthuan to fight for his throne. Essence + Dark Essence and 200,000 troops.
When the elves' civil war began and ended with the Battle of the Barren Islands, and Malekith ascended to the throne of Phoenix King, there were probably only 100,000 troops left by the high elves + dark elves.
And after the Battle of Avalon, where Tyrion robbed Alarielle, Orion, the King of the Forest, and Kunos, the God of Hunting, fell together, and Vaal, the God of Forging, also known as Dess, the Lord of the Star Furnace, also fell together, causing both casualties. After the catastrophe, how many troops are left of high elves + dark elves?
There are about 60,000 to 70,000 troops left, and the strength of the elves can't be described as a big loss, but a catastrophe.
If we talk about the loyalty of the curve, we have to mention the Thai brothers. One who lures wolves into the house directly leads to civil war, and one who kills his own people and continues to be loyal. When I succeed in destroying the world, I will definitely hang the heads of these two brothers on me. On the armor of Moka, keep it as a commemoration.
Archaon thought so.
But what needs to be considered now is how to assist the three Grote brothers to capture Brunswick and prove that the empire was built on a lie?
Archaon took out the map, and he got the news that the Britannian Crusaders had assembled at Montfort, and were preparing to pass through the ax-bite pass to support the empire.
Blocked the main waterway artery of Fort Marien, but failed to block the ax-bite pass, right?
This will not work!
"Send Cha-Zan'ek, let him lead his Raven Guard Legion to stop the Knight Crusaders at the Ax Bite Pass!"
"At the same time, order Lucius, the Legion of the Sons of Slaanesh and the Beastman Legion of the Dark Prophet Malago to immediately attack Bogenhafen and Hemgart and block the advance of Lion Malcador."
"yes!"