Chapter 254 Let Them Go

At night, above Turius Castle, crowds of knights shouted loudly.

"The blood red duke confers the head!"

"The blood red duke confers the head!"

"The blood red duke confers the head!"

The Poseidon knights galloped around the castle on their war horses. The head of the flag bearer held up the head of the Blood Red Duke and encouraged the defenders everywhere. The defenders in Turis Castle saw that the Blood Red Duke was dead, and their morale was high.

Outside the castle, the army of vampires was gradually approaching the castle. When the army of vampires attacked, they neither beat drums nor made loud noises. Everything seemed so quiet.

A huge army of zombies and skeletons approached Turis Castle without making a sound. What was quite strange was that this army was almost only composed of zombies and skeletons, and even the number of barren grave guards was very small.

The army of undead gradually approached, and the army guarding the castle was still immersed in the joy of destroying the Scarlet Duke. They didn't pay attention at all. Only a few sergeants took out their longbows, lit flames on the arrow tips, and then shot towards the opposite bank of the river.

"Whew~" This is what the defenders must do when defending at night. Every minute or two, rockets will be shot from the city wall to detect nearby movements.

The rocket fell and fell into the undead army, piercing the shoulder of a zombie, the corpse oil was ignited, and the zombie was instantly reduced to ashes in the flames.

"Enemy attack!" There was a shrill cry from the castle, and the human army immediately responded quickly. They regrouped, the serf archers drew their short bows, the pike infantry and the swordsman infantry gathered, and then Hordes of knight-errants.

The prolonged confrontation allowed the defenders to react quickly. When the zombie army's ladders had just reached the city wall, the defenders inside the castle were fully ready to fight.

A fierce battle was inevitable, but the difference was that after more than half an hour of fierce fighting, Boderick and Francois felt strange, and even the serfs felt that something was wrong.

The vampire's offensive looks fierce, but in fact, it is very weak. The large group of zombies and skeleton legions are indeed numerous, but after fighting for a period of time, the defenders found that the high-level soldiers were completely lost in the undead army. The powerful barren grave guards, undead knights, and bloodthirsty sky ghosts all disappeared.

Their only enemies are endless hordes of corpses and legions of skeletons.

The strength of these armies can even be suppressed by serfs, because necromancers have extremely weak control over zombies or skeletons. As long as they receive any damage, these undead will immediately fall to the ground and lose control.

The more the serfs fought, the more confident they were, and the more they fought, the higher their morale. They firmly contained the momentum of the undead army on the city walls and gates. If it wasn't for Boderick's fear of traps and prohibiting attacks, the serfs even felt that they could hold back the undead army. These undead offal rushed to the bottom of the river to feed the fish.

"Open~cannon~~" dwarf engineer Dugan shouted, the heavy cannon was activated, and a cannon flew out and blasted a straight line in the formation of the undead army, dozens of zombies were blown to pieces.

No matter how you look at it, the defenders have a firm upper hand, but the undead have always maintained the current refueling tactics.

"The situation is very strange." In the inner castle, Boderick and François watched the battle surrounded by the knights. Duke Boldro said strangely: "The blood knight and the bloodthirsty sky ghost, the bloodthirsty bat It's understandable that wolves don't join the battle, but vampires don't even have Grave Guards, do they? I can deal with these bastards with a single charge led by Sea God Knights."

"I don't know. The Red Duke is dead. I don't know who is commanding these undead army now. It's hard for me to tell whether the other party has other arrangements or a well-designed trap." Francois shook his head slightly.

Duke Winford is known as the enemy of the undead. He was defeated by the great necromancer Heinrich Kemmler back then.

Francois knew very well that the vampires who had lost the blood red duke and the siege weapons were no longer qualified to capture the castle, so Francois' idea was to waste time, relying on high walls and city defenses, the undead would definitely collapse first .

The war entered a stalemate stage, and the battle on the city wall was very lively, but not tragic.

The night battle lasted until dawn, and after the first white belly appeared in the sky, the undead army began to collapse and retreat in an all-round way. When Boderick appeared on the city wall, an unbelievable scene happened before his eyes.

The vampire army's position on the other side of the river was empty, all the troops were withdrawn, and the remaining undead offal were abandoned. They lost control and turned into real corpses.

After a long night of fighting, the human defenders of the entire castle felt extremely exhausted. They were powerless to chase the vampire army. Boderick ordered the corpses to be burned and the battlefield cleaned up.

Ryan also came. Boderick, François, Ryan, Julius and others looked at the demolished vampire army camp and remained silent for a long time.

Julius said with a serious face, "It looks like...the vampires retreated?"

"No... From what I know about vampires, it's not like the other party would give up so easily. Even if they really plan to retreat, it won't be in this way." Francois is very strange: "Generally speaking, If the vampires plan to retreat, they will simply fight with all their troops, and if they really can't win, they will choose to use a large group of corpses and skeletons as the rear..."

Suddenly, Francois thought of something. He first looked up at the head of the Red Duke hanging on the banner on the city wall, then at Ryan, and then at the vampire's camp.

The Duke's face changed drastically: "Oops! The vampires are not retreating, this is a strategic shift. They want revenge, revenge for the Red Duke! Ryan, it's bad, the vampire army must be leading people towards your territory Already!!!"

Francois loved Suria very much, and the Duke who realized that his daughter was in danger was even a little confused, his mouth was open for a long time, and his expression was anxious: "They must have set off overnight, damn it, your territory is now empty of guards, we May not be able to catch up with the undead."

"Quick! Let's gather the knights and go after them immediately. You were the one who helped me before, and now it's my turn to help you!" Duke Boldro also immediately realized what was going on. No, he immediately said to his lieutenant, Sir Howl : "Call all the knights immediately, we will march directly to chase the vampire army!"

"No." Ryan waved his hand to signal no need.

"Why??" Julius, who was worried about his sister, said doubtfully first.

"Let them go." Ryan showed a meaningful expression: "They can't reach my territory."

"Never, never arrive, and never, never come back."

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The time came to the afternoon of the second day.

Inside the Sharon Forest, the forest valley, the banquet in the open-air courtyard is still going on, grilled browned tuna steaks, delicious butter beer, fresh cauliflower, these common foods in the old world are very important to the Emperor and Guilliman But it was a rare delicacy, and the Emperor even said that he hadn't tasted real beef in twenty thousand years.

All kinds of food remains were piled up in the open space of the open-air courtyard, as if several griffins had passed through.

Rays of sunlight shone through the forest on the wooden table, and the Emperor, Guilliman, and Angron were discussing matters.

"You said that you trusted us, so you handed over the Great Crusade to us, and you want to return to Terra to continue your plan. When we asked what your plan was, you didn't trust us, so you didn't say a word, Instead, he deceived us with the so-called imperial truth." Angron took a gulp of butter beer and complained endlessly: "Father, you should be responsible for Horus' fall and betrayal."

Guilliman's hands trembled a little. The Primarch of the Ultramarines, the current Regent of the Empire, looked forward to his father with some trepidation, waiting for his answer.

The emperor's face was as cold as the eternal frozen ground in the far north, but he spoke anyway.

"The Primarch is the life that I created to serve as my deputy and subordinate. The purpose of my original creation of you is because I can't be separated in too many affairs. I hope someone can help me." There was a long silence, The Emperor spoke.

Both Guilliman and Angron nodded in understanding, and on this point, all the Primarchs agreed.

"But as you all know, there were some accidents. When I created you, I used the power of the subspace, which made my plan known to the Chaos Gods. After you were created, the Chaos Four God launched a terrible subspace storm and swept you all away." The emperor picked up the coffee cup, added milk and a little sugar, and continued: "This is one of the reasons why I launched the Great Crusade, you are my Children are also my proudest work, I must find you back."

"After the Great Crusade, I will bring back you who have grown up one by one, but many Primarchs have been deeply corrupted when they were swept away by the warp space storm, such as Angron, the butcher's nail on your body I once I tried all kinds of methods, but in the end, my imperial doctor told me that unless I kill you, I can't remove the Butcher's Nail from your body." The emperor's face changed a little: "You have become a A lunatic, a complete lunatic, but I couldn't kill the killer, and I always thought that maybe I would find another way later, as is the case with many Primarchs."

Angron and Guilliman looked sad, it happened, and so many years had passed.

"What about Horus? Among us, you trust him the most and love him the most. You even appointed him as the Warmaster, but he eventually embarked on the road of betrayal and led half of the legion to rebel." Kiri Man continued.

"Horus used to be the Primarch I valued the most and was most likely to inherit my will." The Emperor recalled the heroic duel back then, and a trace of pain flashed across his face: "But he After all, I still couldn't understand my painstaking efforts, because that time, the four gods of chaos personally acted together and distorted his entire thinking, and I still had the illusion that Horus did not betray me from a certain point of view, but He cannot stand against the full power of the Chaos Gods."

"I led the World Eaters Legion and was the first to join Horus's team." Angron said mockingly: "At that time, I had already fallen into madness, and I only wanted to satisfy my bloodthirsty desire and revenge. "

Roboute Guilliman considered more.

The emperor generously told the truth to his son, which made him more enlightened. Before, he always felt that his father regarded the Primarchs as a tool, not a subordinate, but a tool, just like A file in the hands of a craftsman.

"It's not that you don't trust us at all, you don't trust us completely, you only have a limited degree of trust in us, so you can safely leave us and go back to Terra to build the webway, but you don't want to reveal the secrets of the webway , the only one you can fully trust is Malcador the Mageweave, your close comrade-in-arms." Guilliman's words hit the nail on the head.

"That's because it turns out that none of you are reliable. The only one who is truly reliable is Malcador, my friend, my closest comrade-in-arms, and my most trusted servant." The Emperor's words also pointed to the point: "It turns out that I was right, half the Primarch chose to betray, and the lower half may be trusted when tested, but by then it was too late."

Both Guilliman and Angron set their eyes on Fulgrim who was locked in the instrument. The great sage of the Mechanicus Cult, Kaur, was debugging the machine. Guilliman felt that Kaul must be eavesdropping on their conversation.

Such a conversation atmosphere made the two Primarchs feel very relaxed, and they had the feeling of opening the skylight to speak brightly, which made them feel very comfortable, and really felt like a father and son.

"Now that Fulgrim is back, who's next? Father." Guilliman didn't want to talk about this issue.

"Vulkan is wandering outside the Milky Way, he has received my order to return, Clarkson has been found by me, and is now receiving treatment on Terra." The emperor's face returned to that expressionless expression. Appearance: "He went into the Eye of Terror alone. Fortunately, he was not dead when I found him."

"A certain idiot who doesn't like to obey the traffic rules has been in Black Ida's webway for 10,000 years and has not found the exit. If he wants to return, we must wait for us to repair the webway. Dorne's whereabouts are temporarily unknown, and I also It's not clear where he went, but he should be alive."

"Where is Russ?" Guilliman was most concerned about the whereabouts of his brothers, and when he heard Russ' name, Angron turned his head away with some disdain and awkwardness, and turned to deal with his half roast chicken.

"Russ is right here..." Before the emperor could say anything more, a forbidden army came to the emperor: "Your Majesty, there is an army of tens of thousands of undead coming here. They'll be close to here in an hour."

"???" The emperor frowned, and he set his sights on Angron: "Didn't Ryan go to the front line to fight against the vampire army?"

"Hey, my stupid brother, obviously he messed up the matter, it seems that it's time for my brother to step out, hehehe." Angron laughed nonchalantly, eager to try.

No matter what Guilliman thought, Angron seemed eager to show his skills.

"It seems that someone does not want us to continue this symposium and banquet." The Emperor stood up, and almost instinctively, Guilliman and Angron stood up at the same time.

"Let's go, let's solve the problem, Angron, didn't you always hope to have the opportunity to fight with me?" The Emperor's sword burning with golden flames was unsheathed, and the Lord of Humanity said flatly.

"Of course, father."

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