Chapter 1372, The Final Battle!

"Ryan, I'm not questioning your military plan, but I think I must emphasize that we won't have any chance of winning if we fight like this."

At the military meeting of the Incarnation Council, the ascendant Karl Franz saw Ryan's military plan, and he couldn't help but said: "The quality and quantity of the Chaos Army are much higher than ours. If we fight like this, we will only be defeated by the number of Chaos Army." Wear down."

"Yes, it is almost impossible to win like this." Malekith also shook his head. No matter what deal the Eternal King reached with Ryan, he himself is a very good military strategist.

"Boy Ryan, we probably need a new plan." Thorgreen also disagreed: "We can't win if this continues."

An awkward silence fell within the Avatar Council.

What is Lane's military plan?

It is a five-line attack, attacking the Chaos army from four directions in Middenheim at the same time.

In the eyes of most people, this battle plan is really inexplicable. Even if it is fully calculated and Vlad's army of the dead and the 20,000 dwarves are included, the number of fighters in the Allied Forces of Order is only more than 200,000. Archaon alone can destroy the world. There are millions of people in the army, let alone part of the Skaven's retinue army. Although the quality of the Skaven's army is not very good, there are still hundreds of thousands of Skaven, among them are the Eshin clan and There are many elite troops of the Mo De clan.

"We don't need to defeat all the Chaos Army." Ryan signaled everyone to stop temporarily, and listened to him finish: "There are only two goals in this war. If we complete one of them, we will be able to win."

"First of all, according to Lilith's prophecy, we all know that there is an instrument located deep in the central mountain range, underground in Middenheim, which was left by the Old Sage." Ryan pointed his finger on Middenheim: "If If we can gather the eight incarnations of the winds and activate the equipment to close the world's north and south portals, then those who lose the blessing of the wind of chaos will be defeated without a fight."

"Or, there is a second option. We all know that the anchor point of the Chaos Army in the mortal world is Archaon himself as the eternal god. If we can defeat Archaon himself, the Chaos Army will also completely collapse."

"Two goals, we only need to complete one of them, and we will be able to win this war." Ryan assigned the task: "However, considering the strength of Archaon himself and the Chaos Army directly under his command, we still need to complete the second one." One goal first."

"Very good, now that's the problem." On the side of the dwarves, the butcher King Agrim-Iron Fist raised his hand: "Why don't you go to Middenheim to activate the equipment early? Do you have to wait until this limit?"

All eyes are on Agrim Iron Fist, especially Lilith, Vlad, Malekith and others,

He looked at the Butcher King with the eyes of a fool.

Agrim Iron Fist suddenly realized that everyone seemed to be waiting for him, the incarnation of the wind of fire, and he was late, leaving only Liufeng, how to activate the instrument?

The butcher king couldn't help but blush a little, coughed twice, and pretended nothing happened.

"There are two other reasons. If we come to Middenheim ahead of time, one is the huge logistical pressure. It is difficult to supply the military supplies for a long time near Middenheim. The other is that once Archaon learns the news, Eternal It is very likely that God's Choice will give up concentrating on Middenheim, and divide its troops to attack the major cities in the south of the empire that have not yet fallen and sweep up the countryside. Once the enemy's army of millions is dispersed, it will be really tricky." Ryan fought a dwarf The Circus, he went on, "As for the last Beast Avatar, Teclis."

Teclis, the lord of the wisdom of the high elves and the Magister Council of the White Tower of Heth, stood up: "I will work with the Archmage of the White Tower of Heth, and with the help of Lilith, I will incarnate the wind of the eighth wind beast. He and his army are summoned. We cannot provide you with magical help until the ceremony is successful. Also, please note that the incarnation of the wind of the beast is not necessarily willing to be our friend. If he is an enemy, please defeat him first. .”

"Everyone, is there anything else you don't understand?" Ryan then asked.

Now everyone has no opinion, only Vlad raised his hand, and the Lord of Death asked: "So, how should the battle order be arranged? In my opinion, although everyone here is a friend who protects the world, but In an actual war, it may be difficult for us to overcome the influence between each other, such as the Sun King, your existence will make my servants languid, it is better for us to separate."

"Yes, we must separate." Ryan agreed with Vlad's opinion, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know, if the empire, Britannia, and dwarves still have a lot of foundations to fight side by side, then life It may be difficult to keep pace with the dead and the dead, and the proficiency of the cooperative combat between elves and dwarves, I guess it is not too high?"

The Eternal King Malekith and the Supreme King Thorgreen subconsciously looked at each other when they heard these words, and after looking at each other for a second, they immediately turned their heads away and snorted coldly.

Don't fight with pointy ears (shorts)!

In the end, five major battle orders were formed under Ryan's order:

The Imperial Army is headed by Karl the Wind of Heaven and Gelt the Wind of Metal, covering most of the Imperial Army, a small part of the Bretanian Pegasus Knights, and most of the Kislev Army.

The Sylvania front army is headed by Vlad, the incarnation of the wind of death, covering all the undead army, including Arkhan's Tomb King Legion and Luthor Harken's undead pirate army. Forced into battle, she and her Lahmian Sisterhood will provide magical assistance and morale boosts.

The elf front army is headed by Malekith, who is the incarnation of the shadow wind, covering all elf armies. In addition to the army of high elves, dark elves, and wood elves, Alarielle also summoned a group of ancient treants, Excalibur Tree King, Dursu, one of the three ancient treants, is willing to join the war. The ancient treant finally woke up from his madness after touching Alarielle. Dursu knew that the world was going to be destroyed, so he decided to join the war .

The dwarven front army was commanded by the Supreme King Thorgreen and the Butcher King Agrim who was the incarnation of the flame wind. The wood elf cavalry of Alaros and several knight orders of the empire were dispatched to provide mobile assistance to the dwarves.

The Britannian front army is commanded by the Sun King Ryan. In addition to the main force of Britannia, the Bafengshan dwarves headed by Belegar are mixed with the Britannian army. Both sides are old friends, and it is natural for them to cooperate There is no pressure, and at the same time, Nuer's artillery is also willing to help the Bretons. Bellegar is not very cold about Sol Green, and he would rather fight with his Brother Lane.

That night, the camp of the Allied Forces of Order in Drakovald Forest took the time to rest and cook. Every soldier had a full meal and hung dry food on his body. The wizards released magic to hide the smoke, and the dwarves checked After War Machine, Ryan and others assigned the task, they were still making final calculations.

"After the rest, we will launch an attack at four o'clock in the morning." Ryan announced the combat time, and everyone nodded. At this time, no one was interested in talking anymore, and they dispersed, waiting for the final battle.

Ryan stood silently in the big camp alone, the surrounding black forest had been cut down, his iron boots stepped on the thick fallen leaves, and the Primarch of the Gray Knight remained silent.

"What are you thinking, my dear?" The figure of the fairy in the lake approached, and Lilith hugged Ryan from behind, and the goddess's warm and watery breath spread out, like a soft breeze, blowing away the curtain of Ryan's heart: " At this point, what are you still thinking about?"

"I heard the call of the origin of chaos." Ryan smiled wryly. He stretched out his hand to hold the jade hand placed on his waist by the fairy of the lake, feeling the tenderness like suet jade. Echoes from here.

"The four gods of chaos? Are they tempting you?" The fairy in the lake was puzzled.

"No, not the Four Gods of Chaos, you know, ma'am, the subspace is not equal to the Realm of Chaos, and the Realm of Chaos is not equal to the Four Gods of Chaos." Ryan sighed: "Something keeps calling me, I don't know what it is What, but he is clearly a higher dimension supreme being, and he told me that he has a lot of knowledge that he wants to share with me, that he has a lot of things that he wants me to know."

"Knowledge does not always bring benefits, my dear." The fairy in the lake hesitated for a few seconds, and the god of the moon, Shangshen, whispered in Ryan's ear: "I have inherited the knowledge of Asuryan. When exploring the deepest part of the subspace, we have seen higher-dimensional, indescribable supreme beings, but that is not something we should touch at present."

"Maybe, maybe not." Ryan raised his hand.

The silver flame is burning blazingly, which symbolizes the pure subspace psionic energy. This bright psionic light has accompanied Ryan for a long time. The blue eyes of the fairy in the lake stare at this psionic fire, feeling its on the warmth.

But five minutes later, the silver flame began to change, and the bright color on the surface began to fade away. Inside, the deep and lightless things gradually broke free and devoured everything. It was not darkness, but twisted, turning The distortion that devours everything, even the light cannot leave.

Only a circle of golden flames around the thing can make out its shape.

"This is?" The fairy in the lake stared at the new power in Ryan's hands, and the moon god Shangshen felt some kind of indescribable fear.

"It's nothing." The strange power faded, and Ryan smiled: "It's time to rest."

That night, at three o'clock in the morning.

Before the formation of the army of order, more than 200,000 troops were lined up. Grand Marshal Ryan rode the great griffin Impris and passed slowly in front of the formation: "Humans, elves, dwarves, and the dead! Our time Not much more, please listen to me!"

Everything became so quiet, there was nothing in the black forest, only the stars above the night sky, the dark clouds with the faces of the four gods of chaos emerging from time to time, and the ever-emerging aurora witnessed everything.

The Old Guard, Rick's Guard, Griffon Knight, Phoenix Guard, Naggarond Black Guard, Holy Grail Knight, Avalon Guard, Nagashza Guard... all the legendary troops waited with bated breath.

Ascended Carl, Gelt, Malekith, Alarielle, Thorgreen, Leman Russ, Diego, Vlad... the heroes who have left their names in the history of the world have different expressions. different.

In the distance is the Chaos army camp, tens of thousands of tents, camps coiled like animal intestines, countless giant beasts, and black smoke that almost covers the sky.

The soldiers of the Allied Forces of Order did not lack courage, but the scene in front of them made them feel nervous. Everyone's expression was very serious, only the dwarven butchers under Agrim-Iron Fist laughed heartily. These butchers Having lost too many family and friends to a series of wars, all they could hope for is death, and the thought of seeking a heroic death on such an honorable battlefield could leave them unsatisfied of?

Spears, halberds, long swords, battleaxes, and warhammers gleamed under the reflection of the starlight. Ryan was proud to see that no one's face was shaken, and everyone was just a little nervous.

With such warriors, the world will not perish.

Such a beautiful planet, such a beautiful world, how should it perish?

He decided to say something.

"Brothers, countrymen, and those mortals who fought for the world, I am glad that we stand here today, and I am happy to see you all gathered and fighting for the world!"

"I see the tension in your eyes, I see the fear in you, just like me, fear!"

"Many of us know that Chaos is eternal! Mortals are fragile, but Chaos is powerful!"

"Yes, we all know!" Lion's loud voice echoed in the forest, and the Primarch laughed: "This is an eternal war, and we have almost no chance of winning!"

"Victories are always short-lived. Every victory we have brought the world back a little bit from the brink of extinction. Every victory we have just made our lives a little bit insignificant in the dark and cold years. continuation!"

"We know that one day, mortals will lose their courage! Our congregation is deserted and defeated!"

"But, definitely not today!" Ryan roared.

"One day, chaos will swallow everything, and the whole world will be reduced to scorched earth under the invasion of darkness!"

"But, definitely not today!"

"Today, let us take up arms and fight for our world and our homeland!"

"I, Ryan Machado, will fight with you for all the good things in the world!"

"Take out your weapon and tell Chaos, it's definitely not today, not!!!"

The army of order boiled up.

Late at night, outside the city of Middenheim, in the camp of the Chaos army, under the colorful aurora, in the camp of the Kurgans, when the Yankees were sleeping soundly, a cannon rang out, casting a spell on Tzeentch God Chosen Velic The army of the world sent Karl the Ascended and his imperial army.

Lightning pierced the sky, meteors fell to the ground, loud horns sounded from the end of the horizon, and the entire Middenheim area fell into a frantic fight.

The Battle of Middenheim, the Battle of the Worlds, officially kicked off.

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