Chapter 1380, Endure Humiliation and Bear the Burden of the Eternal King, the Battle of Determination Against Sai the Great

In the air, Ryan was observing the battle situation. The Rainbow Bridge he created was not particularly stable due to the strong disturbance of the wind of chaos, but it was already very close to Middenheim at this time, riding his own big griffin Impry Si, Ryan observed the situation in the city.

He saw Emperor Karl-Franz the Ascended and his imperial army rush to the battlefield one step at a time. Karl the Ascended and Archaon the Eternal Chosen said something, but Archaon just shook his head, and the two sides immediately faced off against each other. The Ascended Karl lost to Eternal Chosen Archaon and was defeated. The thunderous hammer "Gael-Maraz Origin" in his hand, which was composed of pure subspace power, succumbed to the power of the Kingslayer , exploding into light and rain.

Archaon defeated the Ascended Karl, but not completely defeated. Gelt, the incarnation of the metal wind and Tyrion, the incarnation of the light wind rushed to rescue the emperor of the wind of heaven, and the three incarnations of wind and their army headed towards Fort Urick retreats, and Archaon tries to pursue him but is blocked by a golden wall made by Gelt.

He saw a flood of green skins appearing near Middenheim, pouring out from all over the city. Countless Northlanders, including a small number of Middenheim residents and the army of the Incarnation Council, were captured by these The green skins stepped on their feet. Although the green skins didn't know why they suddenly appeared here in this night of dancing blades, it was undoubtedly a good place for a fight. The green skin boys and the big green skins will fight The heavily armored Chaos Warrior fell to the ground. The rough-made axes and machetes cut through the seemingly indestructible plate armor of the Chaos Warrior, spewing out saliva. The raging newcomers, the angry Chaos legions were overthrown by the brand new greenskin army.

"waaagh!"

"waaaaagh!"

There are about 20,000 green-skinned troops sent here, most of them are orcs, and a few are ogre mercenaries and goblin cubs. Seeing that there are so many cans that can be opened, The orcs were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. They slashed crazily. Many of the knives in the hands of the orcs curled up after a few slashes. They threw away their weapons and smashed the helmets of the Chaos Warriors with their fists.

There is no doubt that there is a group of elite troops in this green leather army. Each of them is full of heavy armor and holds a giant axe, and they still maintain amazing discipline on the crazy battlefield. Each of them is bigger than ordinary green skins. Bigger and stronger and more waaagh, these dark skinned, disciplined guys are followed by a bigger, big black orc warlord who is as strong as he is with broken teeth, and the great ax in his hand is blowing among the warriors of chaos The whirlwind, the solid shield array was torn apart like rags in front of it, and the headless bodies of barbarian chiefs, chaotic champions, evil gods, and even the great chaos lords were kicked by the black orc warlord. Open, those chaotic behemoths were chopped into pieces under the giant axe, and the blood flowed into a stream.

Grimgr-Ironhide, the Great Black Orc Warlord, the strongest of the Greenskins, the strongest, biggest and waaagh's Greenskin Warlord and Ogre King, is pissed off, it had ended its long expedition to the Far East, is sitting Prepare for the next waaagh of destiny on the throne of the dark realm! As a result, it appeared here inexplicably with its army. Grimgor didn't like this. It was very angry, and the consequences were serious. Its anger made it stronger, although it didn't understand what the power in its body was, nor Understand why come back here, but none of that matters, what matters is that Grimgor never flinches from a fight!

"Grimgor! Grimgor!"

The surrounding Black Orcs yelled Ironhide's name. They could feel a powerful force on Grimgor's body. This power would strengthen the Black Orcs every time Ironhide slashed. body, split everything in half!

A new waaagh of Destiny begins!

"Grimgor! We drop super silver!"

"Grimgor! Friends far away!"

Except for the orcs who were crazy about Ironhide's bravery,

There are also ogres who have joined the ranks of Ironhide. The ogre kingdom was conquered by Ironhide a few months ago. For these mostly ignorant ogres, the purpose of war is to enjoy the fun of fighting and bring rich food. , Ironhide satisfied them, and they fought for Ironhide.

Then a strange scene appeared. In Middenheim, all the allied forces of order fought with despair. Only the green skins stepped into the battlefield happily and proudly. They didn't care about injuries, death, victory or defeat. Can you have a good fight.

"Grimgor-Ironhide, that's him." Leman Russ looked at the appearance of the green-skinned warlord, and the Wolf King's face was a little dignified: "You have to be careful, Ryan, I feel the fuck on that guy. The strength of the card, we have to deal with him first."

"No, let's ignore him, let's let it fight Chaos first." Ryan shook his head, rejecting Leman Russ's proposal. The green skins are indeed very powerful when they first arrive on the battlefield, but after all, there are only 20,000 to 30,000 people. Archaon still has 40,000 to 50,000 troops outside the city, and nearly 200,000 people have already entered Middenheim. No matter how strong the green skins are, it is impossible to really fight against Chaos.

Sure enough, Archaon's lieutenants were first dazed by Grimgor's greenskin army, but these experienced Chaos Lords soon realized that the greenskins treated everyone indiscriminately. Attack, so they pulled Ironhide and let Ironhide kill Malekith's army of shadows.

"Tigris' big curse doesn't seem to work either!" Ryan cursed immediately when he saw this scene: "Why don't you send the iron sheet directly to Archaon's side?"

However, a shocking scene appeared. Ironhide defeated Malekith's army of shadows and beat Malekith to the ground in a close-range 1V1 real-man battle. Thinking that Malekith would take advantage of his mount's ability to fly to escape, the elf Eternal King suddenly knelt down on his knees in front of the iron sheet.

Ironhide seemed stunned by the scene in front of him. It stopped moving, as if asking something. Malekith immediately raised his head, trying to communicate with actions and words. After listening to Tiehide, he stopped immediately. First of all, he laughed loudly, raised his killing ax and roared loudly, declaring his victory, but Malekith then gestured with his hand to emphasize something. He leads the way.

"Maybe we can really survive." Looking at the incredible picture in front of him, Ryan said silently.

The Britannian army and the dwarves of Eight Peaks arrived in the residential area of ​​Middenheim at this time, and the Sun King immediately ordered to rush to Fort Urick immediately.

It's going to be a race to the death, but something doesn't seem to be going for Ryan.

Slaanesh's Most Powerful Demon Shalaxi-Magic Calamity!

Nurgle, Rainfather Hagros!

The most powerful demon of Khorne, Angras!

There is also the Captain of the World Eaters, Kahn-The Betrayer, and their fifty Chaos Warbands, who have been waiting for Ryan for a long time!

Almost at the moment when the Ryan army arrived, a great battle ensued.

Leman Russ faced Shalaxi-Magic Calamity, Diego faced Rainfather Hagros, and Ryan Malcador fought Angras again.

The battle is getting more and more intense.

……… I am the dividing line in the speed race between life and death………

Jumping off Seraphim, Malekith was left with less than two hundred elf warriors. They were no match for Grimgor's tough boys, but all the warriors decided to defend their king until Last minute.

After twenty or thirty bouts between Malekith and Ironhide, the Eternal King knew he couldn't be a match for Ironhide. No matter what blessings the beast had received, it was too powerful now.

If it was before, Malekith would have fled without hesitation and let their soldiers accept the end of death, because the weak are not qualified to survive.

But it’s different now. Now, Malekith is the eternal king. He knows that he is responsible for the rise and fall of the entire elf clan. Colliding together, fierce sparks burst out in Malekith's soul.

The arrival of Snorri-Whitebeard activated the power of the latter personality, and Malekith's long-lost sense of honor and responsibility was awakened from the depths of his soul. He was no longer the Witch King, but the former Phoenix King General, the elf empire's ambassador to the dwarves, Prince Malekith! He won't let Snorri down again, no! never!

The selfish, cruel and insidious Witch King left temporarily, Prince Malekith fell to the ground, and the Eternal King strode towards Grimg-Ironhide. The stone road stretched out more than ten meters, and Malekith slid gracefully and swiftly all the way to the iron sheet, lowered his head, and laid the long sword flat, with the hilt facing the opponent.

At the moment when the killing ax was about to fall on Malekith's forehead, the Eternal King shouted with the loudest and bitterest voice in his life: "I surrender!!!"

"???" Grimg-Ironhide was stunned, the tip of the killing ax almost touched Malekith's helmet, Ironhide forced himself to stop, and it muttered: "I didn't make a mistake, did I?" ? Pointy ears actually surrendered to me?"

"On behalf of myself, and the Elven Empire, I surrender to Grimgor and his boys," Malekith repeated.

Ironhide froze, and it checked again, and then a smile curved its lips, raising the ax above its head.

"Grimgor is the best!" it roared and laughed, turning its back on Malekith and slamming one of its steel gauntlets on its breastplate.

The battle cry echoed in the ruins of Middenheim, arousing thousands of small cheers. The Greenskins of the Black Orc Chapter sang in unison the name of Warlord.

"No, Grimgor is not the strongest!" Malekith shouted immediately, and the voice of the Ever King interrupted Ironhide's joy, and it growled impatiently: "If Grimgor is not the strongest? Then Who is it?"

"I came to bring this city to defeat a big spiked bald warboss!" Malekith immediately said: "This big warboss is the strongest and most waaagh, none of us can defeat him, even Ge Nor can Rimger!"

"Impossible! Grimgor is the most powerful! Grimgor is the most powerful!" Ironhide shouted impatiently, "Others?"

"It's over there!" Malekith immediately pointed in Archaon's direction: "I can show you the way, and Grimgor will prove himself the strongest!"

Ironhide was silent. For the Black Orc warlord, thinking was really a troublesome and unnecessary thing, but Ironhide had to think, and it easily came to a conclusion under the guidance of Malekith: "You bring Shall I go? Pointy ears are weak!"

"So we will not steal your glory. We will use every opportunity to prove that we are worthy of your rule." Malekith immediately put on a show, hammering his chest with his own sword: "Wow Ahhhh~"

The pointy ears made the greenskins laugh out loud, and Tinpi really wanted me to bring a group of pointy-eared boys together, waaagh! Doesn't this just prove that Grimger's waaagh is the most waaagh waaagh? This is really old waaagh!

So the Black Orc warlord helped Malekith up: "Come on, take your boys, and follow me waaagh!"

A smile appeared on Malekith's face behind the mask. He sacrificed his pride, but the hope of victory remained. Vows to such races are worthless anyway. If these greenskins survived the ensuing battle, he would settle accounts with them again.

First pretend to surrender to the green skins, and then repent in the future.

In an instant, Malekith seemed to have turned back into the former diplomatic ambassador, a master of diplomacy who knew the way of doing things and thinking logic of every force in the world. The Eternal King was proud of his talent and bitter about his failure.

The Eternal King can stretch and shrink!

Snorri, did you see that? That Black Orc Super Warboss Ironhide in the East, the guy who has a whole chapter in your book of hatred, isn't he ruthless?

I chat and laugh with it!

As shameful as it is, I will not disappoint you again, Snorri, my brother.

Although the surrounding elf warriors cast contemptuous and condemning looks at Malekith, they also knew that they had no choice now. Under the order of Ironhide, this group of elf warriors followed the footsteps of the green skin and headed towards the Killed where Archaon was.

Ironhide and its hard boys are still far away from Archaon for the time being. They may still have dozens of Chaos warbands to deal with along the way. The Eternal Chosen does not need to consider the threat from the east for the time being. Everyone came to stop him.

The Eternal Emperor Settra has come. At this time, Settra understands the threat of Archaon very well. Through Katep's exhortation, the great king knows what the Eternal Chosen wants to do. Settra ordered that no matter the cost or loss, let his own The Eagle Legion led the way, and the funeral priests of Khemri and the royal chariot guards personally followed Settra to charge.

This charge at all costs caused devastating losses to Nicohala's army.

When Settra approached Archaon at a distance of about two hundred horses, there were less than twenty of the hundred Eagles left.

When Settra was about a hundred horses from Archaon, the royal chariot guards fell before the halberds and shield walls of Chaos Chosen.

When Settra was about fifty horses from Archaon, the Tomb Princes, the great Tomb Kings, and the Undertaker Priests themselves joined the fray.

Far away, when there were still twenty horses away, the light of the sun god burst out from Petra's blessed blade, burning the souls of the warriors of chaos. The brooch on Settra's chest came from the gods of Nicohara The powerful blessing of Usirian, the god of the underworld, helped him evade all magical attacks.

"The Eternal Chosen of the False God of Darkness! Settra is here!" The Immortal Emperor's solemn declaration came into Archaon's ears: "Either surrender, or, die!"

The Everchosen held up the Kingslayer impatiently.

The dead want to die again?

Satisfy you!