Chapter 1326, Four Gods Exclusive VIP Ryan

PS: I'm sorry for being late, it's really hard to write at the end.

"Go forward~~~!"

On the left wing, Bohemond personally led the Bastogne knights to charge at the forefront. Two hundred Bastogne knights formed the vanguard of the front line. Under the leadership of Bohemond himself, they shouted loudly , The iron cavalry swept across the lowlands, and under the blessing of the fairies in the lake, the horseshoes of the knights were like walking on the ground, and they rushed forward courageously.

In terms of the three-way confrontation, Bohemond's road is relatively easy. Gordret's army of spitters has lost most of its elite in the process of killing all the way from Nord, and although it has replenished a large number of beasts He is the nemesis of the Beastmen, and the Bastogne knights under his command have never lacked in wars with the Beastmen in their ancient history, and they are more difficult to deal with. Nurgle believers, the Beastmen's front is thinner and more vulnerable.

"Kill! Kill! For the lady, for Bastogne!" Duke Bohemond waved his giant mace called the Red Dragon Scepter, and he smashed the head of a Minotaur with one blow, spattering the brain The old duke was covered all over, and the knights had exhausted their impact, but with the help of Berhemond's unparalleled bravery and the light of the goddess that shrouded him, the left-wing army progressed relatively smoothly.

The army of right-wing knights also passed through the storm under the leadership of Lawn. Their opponents were the three brothers of the Maggot Cavalry. Compared with the Duke of Bohemond, the attack along this road was much more difficult. They also tasted a miserable defeat under the city of Talabheim, but they later made up for it. When Talabheim was destroyed, Nurgle tasted the supreme joy and gave the lovely three brothers more troops and better Blessings, stronger sigil magic, and Nurgle's demonic legion of Nurgle scribes.

Everything went well at first, but the right-wing army was the first to fall into the quivering quagmire. The demon of Nurgle used his great sword to chop down the kingdom knights who were rushing forward, pulling them off their horses and chopping them into several pieces. These bodies The wounds of the guys who were blessed in the heavy rain of Nurgle healed quickly, leaving the knights with a strong enemy to fight against.

Another charge, the kingdom regent Lawn who was riding the Hippogryph Biquis closed his eyes, let the Hippogryph fly into the sky for the fifth time, and then opened his eyes, Lawn noticed that on the battlefield where thousands of horses were galloping, The left-wing army advanced smoothly, and the central army was slaughtering all the way under the leadership of Ryan. Only his own right-wing army was progressing slowly. The tug of war and war of attrition made the Bretons hardly a match for Nurgle.

The momentum of the charge cannot last forever - the absolute numerical advantage will delay their progress sooner or later.

No! Lawn felt ruthless. He had failed before, and he had failed many times.

He failed the first Holy Grail Crusade, and returned to the castle in rags to ask his father for aid.

He didn't save his comrades, and in the battle against the Necromancer, all but him died.

He did not fulfill his duties as a father, Matthew Budd, the eternal scar in his heart, he paid the price for his youthful ignorance and impulsiveness, and because of this, he is still alone and refuses to marry.

He failed to recover Mu Xilong, and was seriously injured by Matthew Bard. If it wasn't for the blessing of the goddess, he would have died long ago.

In this life, Lawn knew that he had failed many times, and many failures were unforgivable failures.

And it is this sense of responsibility, this sense of shame, and this sense of pain that keeps Lawn always full of fighting spirit, enterprising spirit, and supreme virtue. When Ryan ascended the throne and appointed him as regent, normal people He would choose to decline, because he had many stains on his body, but Lawn chose to accept it, just because he planned to wash off the stains on his body and start again.

Although I failed many times, I also succeeded many times!

Although I can't turn the tide like Ryan, I can still do something for the country with my sword and my wisdom.

This is enough.

This is enough!

Lawn Leo Cornwall raised the sword of Korona, and the family-inherited artifact reflected round after round of light under his power, illuminating the surrounding darkness. The army of Nurgle was looking for a target, aiming at a huge plague troll who was staggering in the crowd, salivating furiously and rushing towards the gap in the city defense. A troop of pegasus knights followed the point of the kingdom's regent's blade: "Lion Cole! Lyon Cole!"

The Hippogryph was possessed, and Lawn stood up. The sword of Korona was shining while sliding. The plague troll noticed Lawn's attack. The mace hits the ground for a second to accept the challenge.

Lawn ignored its statement at all, and the Hippogryph and its master lowered their bodies in a tacit agreement, allowing the big stick to hit the air very close to it, and then spread its wings to soar. Lawn sent out the long sword, The blade accurately cut across the plague troll's throat. The sacred power of the fairy in the lake dispelled Nurgle's blessing and cut open its artery. Dirty black blood spurted out. The troll clutched his throat in pain, The weak and weak legs dangled crookedly, and the giant hammer fell from the twitching fingers. Then its back slammed onto the ground and created a cloud of foul air around it, and about 30 Yankees were crushed under the troll's body.

The surrounding Pegasus knights took advantage of the trend, and the entire warband of Chaos Warriors was swept away, and even the abandoned people behind were also in trouble. Lawn watched his victory with satisfaction, but then the kingdom's regent realized that this war The victory is still very, very, very far away, not to mention completely defeating Nurgle's army, just want to kill the three brothers of the maggot cavalry, the knights still have a few kilometers to break through, and if they want to fight with the city shoulder to shoulder, the effort required of them is staggering.

There must be, there must be some other way, Lawn pulled the rein again to signal the Hippogryph to take off, he could feel Biquis's wings were tired.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, my good man!" Lawn laboriously observed in the heavy rain how to turn the tide of battle, and he soon discovered that a powerful Nurgle was really leading an army of Chaos demons Pounce on the main temple of the Goddess of Mercy in Brunswick.

If the Nurgle can be defeated, maybe there is still hope for everything. An idea suddenly popped up in Lawn's heart. As long as the Nurgle is exiled, the entire Chaos Demon Army will collapse without a fight. The Nuer army can free up their hands, and the two sides will attack together...the battle on the right wing may still have a chance of success.

"Brothers! Those who can fly!" Raun raised the Korona sword again, and he roared: "Follow me, the grand prize is in the city!"

"Come on, cross the city wall, the big one is coming!"

In the heavy rain, Lawn personally led two teams of Pegasus knights to cross the city wall, and the command of the battlefield was immediately handed over from Lawn to Sir Amanrick, Marshal of the White Horse!

This is enough.

I will do my best!

In the heavy rain, Lawn made his choice.

The battles on the left and right wings were carried out separately, and in the middle part was the middle army of the holy war army led by Ryan himself.

In the sound of the assault horn, Ryan personally led the army of knights to gallop northward under the first rays of the rising sun shrouded in smoke. The great griffin Impris breathed out lightning, and his claws swept across the plate armor of the Chaos Warrior. Blessed by Lion's power, Imperius' claws were sharper than a Khorne warrior's chainaxe, piercing through plate armor as well as flesh.

"It's Ryan! It's Ryan ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Lane is here! Ryan is here!"

"Nurgle, my loving father, please save us!"

"Ryan is invincible, Ryan is invincible!"

With the personal appearance of Ryan, there was a large-scale chaos among the elites under the command of the three Grote brothers. This guy's great reputation has long been known even to the Nurgle demons far away in Norsca and even in the realm of chaos. Seeing the appearance of Ryan himself, the army of the three Grote brothers began to waver.

But that's all, the loving father is watching them, they can't let the kind father Nurgle down!

Ryan no matter how much, the glory of my lord here shrouded the heavy rain, and all the heavy rain of Nurgle was evaporated in the glory of Ryan, and the loyal knights followed their king, just like the great expeditions and brilliant victories, as if A siege hammer burning with the fire of the lake god penetrated into the heart of the enemy army.

As Ryan approached, the sudden panic burned in the eyes of the savages. When they realized that the danger was approaching, the lances had already rushed through the crowd.

“For the old world!!!”

Ryan's roar captured the original joy in the surging charge. Behind him, more than ten thousand knights galloped behind the king, galloping in formation and sweeping across the fiery plains, all the knights raised their guns and rode their horses to lock the target accurately, accompanied by loud noises and dizziness , mixed with the sound of broken limbs and lances and the trembling of bones, the two forces collided suddenly, and the psychic bombardment exploded in a row in the array of the chaos army. Pulling out the spear that penetrated the two Chaos Warriors, a psionic black hole was pulled into a straight line, and a terrible wound was opened on the torso of the Horde army.

This is not over yet, Ryan single-handedly faced the oncoming Nurgle God's Chosen warrior and killed him. An arrow, they followed the battlefield swept by the Sun King and his knights to make continuous impacts, and the most powerful of them were the Holy Grail knights who swept across the battlefield.

"This is a wild hunt! Knights! In the name of the ladies, for the old world!!!" Surya, the Queen of Knights, wields the League of Angels skillfully. For this holy sword, cutting the armor of the Chaos Warrior is It's like cutting tofu, but it's not over yet. Every time Suria swings the Angel League, platinum light will burst out from the body of two thousand knights around her, and the lost physical strength will be restored instantly, and the bleeding from the injured part will be replaced by the light , the power of the Angel Alliance healed the wounds, and the Nurgle believers were illuminated by this light, and black smoke immediately emitted from their filthy surfaces, like meat on a frying pan, oozing out foul-smelling fat Oil.

"Wild Hunt!" The knights shouted loudly: "For Queen Suria!"

Even if there are still most of the enemies, but their king and queen are still there, what is there to be afraid of?

After the knights continued to charge, the momentum gradually slowed down, and Ryan was looking for the three Grote brothers. Ryan knew that as the three beloved sons of Nurgle, if he could defeat the three Grote brothers here , then the main force of Nurgle will collapse, and the Battle of Brunswick will still have a chance of winning.

So, where did the three damn Grote brothers go? While slaughtering Nurgle's army, Ryan couldn't wait to find the location of the three Grote brothers.

"Second brother! We should put Shuai Qi down!" Otto, the eldest brother among the three brothers, saw that Ryan had already come over: "Otherwise Ryan will come over! The three of us together are no match for him."

"None of us are Ryan's opponents." The second brother Ezerak nodded: "But we don't need to put down the handsome flag, brother, Ryan can't kill him, he doesn't have that ability."

"He can fly, he can fly!" Otto said angrily.

Not far away, the city gate of Brunswick has collapsed, and the Nurgle army has poured into the city like a tide, and launched a fierce street battle with the Imperial defenders headed by Heilberg. It can rely on the city wall for support, so now it starts to enter the street fighting. Most of these mobs are made up of improvised recruits, and they are vulnerable to the Yankees who are good at fighting and especially good at chaos.

The only problem is that the jihadist army outside the city has held back half of Nurgle's army, and now the three Grote brothers can dispatch and command the Nurgle army to attack the city with less than 150,000 people, lacking an absolute advantage in numbers , This battle is not guaranteed to be a complete victory.

"Yes, he can fly." Ezerac said with a smile, "My loving father also knows that he can fly."

"Horse meat, horse meat, delicious~ human meat~ human meat, delicious, open the can, delicious~" the third brother Guruit was drooling, he smelled the feast.

"He will fly over!" Otto waved his scythe.

"He won't." Ezerac smiled: "Lian Malcador, but a loving father, even a VIP customer of the Four Gods, a special service object, we have already prepared a big gift for him, haven't we?"

"Ah, yes, a great gift." Otto also smiled.

The army of knights in front was still fighting. Ryan used his spear and sword to kill randomly. He swung his sword and chopped down two heavily armored bighorns. His spear pierced the breastplate of a champion of Nurgle along the holy emblem of Nurgle. While the Sun King was still looking for the exact location of the three Grote brothers, he heard the piercing sound of horns from the north.

A denser number of well-armed warriors is trudging into battle, and the skull-decorated banners held high by each company are marked with the emblem of the plague god.

Behind them, thirty giant Chaos war mammoths with shrines of Nurgle on their bodies are stepping into the battlefield led by the beast tamer! These 20 to 30-meter-high Chaos War mammoths dripping with pus, enjoying the blessings of Nurgle, came quickly, and there was also a whole Chaos Ogre warband, three ancient dragon demon warbands, and seven warriors. Cyclops roared loudly and swayed towards the crusaders who dared to challenge them.

Ryan couldn't help sneering.

Elephants, huh? War mammoth, huh? Behemoths, huh?

What script? Do you think I'm going to be stoned to death by a horse? You think I'm afraid of this?

Chaos Mammoth? It must be called back and forth!

"Follow me, keep going, defend the capital, defend the old world!" Ryan continued to roar, the knights were full of momentum and morale, and responded to the king's call.

However, in the next scene, the sound of the horn from the forest made the Primarch of the Gray Knight's face stiffen. He glanced at the north and lost all smiles on his face.

A big demon of Khorne, with sulfur flowing all over his body, strode out of the forest first. Its wings are all black, it holds a big ax in one hand, and a long brass whip in the other, burning with endless anger. Breathing flames, he followed the big demon.

The right hand of Khorne, the most bloodthirsty lord, Angras-Unbound and his army of the Brass Throne descends!

A two-headed strange bird with a blue body is holding a staff. It spreads its wings, spits out spells, and recites magic. It looks very old, but under the aging skin, the mysteries and truths of the origin of the universe are surging. Dozens of Frisbees behind them carried the Tzeentch wizards, and groups of Horrors and Fire Demons bounced around.

Tzeentch's number one demon, Carlos-Lifeweaver and his Crystal Legion join the battlefield!

A big demon with a tall figure, delicate, smooth and perfect skin like a statue, and an unbelievably elegant figure is dancing and singing. It has a sheep's head and combs a broom parted in the middle With four arms holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, the other two crab claw arms danced up and down, and the Slaanesh banshees screamed in admiration of its beauty, grotesque demonic beasts ran across the land, and the Slaanesh chariot Columns emerge from the forest.

The most powerful demon under Slaanesh, Shalaxi-Magic Calamity, and its hunting army are here to join the battle!

"And I!"

Nurgle's legendary demon "Lord of Corruption" Rotigus arrived with his legion of rainmakers. The land was squirming because of his generosity, and dirty floods continued to emerge from his swollen and dilapidated figure, scouring and corroding earth.

The big gift prepared by the four gods for Ryan, the four heads are the ultimate demon, four times happier.

"Don't think you won, Lane."

"This game has only just begun."

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