Chapter 542, Landuin Graveyard Battle (Part 1)
At the beginning of April, Mousilon, the cursed land.
Lane, François, Behemond, Morgiana, and Callard led the last of the Bretanian troops and marched along the Grace Murray River.
Landuin's tomb is not far away. In the early spring, the sky began to drizzle, and the spring thunder resounded through the swamp of Mu Xilong, which also cast a deep shadow on this army.
Everyone can feel that the battle is approaching. The knights are arranging their armor, the lake gods and prophets are chanting spells, the musketeers are checking their firearms, and the dwarves are singing loudly, singing the story of the dwarf mountain kingdom.
The five sanctuary powerhouses rode at the forefront, and the fine spring rain slapped Ryan's psionic precision power armor. This armor had been damaged many times, but Ryan could always make it repair itself through psychic mobilization.
Now, the chosen champion of the Fairy in the Lake has taken out Nemesis. The sword body of this artifact is shiny with runes, and the blessing and power of the Lord of Humanity are added to the sword body. The light blue light shrouds Ryan. He felt the silver flame burning on the sword with his hand, and remained silent.
As expected, neither Angron nor the Custodians rejected Lion's request to dispatch.
Ryan was not able to command the emperor's imperial guards. The four corn cobs were ordered by the emperor to guard the pregnant female knight 24 hours a day. They would never be dispatched because of Ryan's request.
As far as Angron is concerned, after Ryan used psychic power to talk to Angron, the Primarch of the World Eater laughed and said that I am not your bodyguard or your subordinate, I am just your brother, you are gray Gene Primarch of the knight, I will not help you, just like my father did not help me back then, you must shoulder the responsibilities and obligations of being a Primarch, and walk the path that you are destined to go through as a Primarch.
After hearing this, Ryan smiled helplessly. Ten thousand years have passed, and Angron is still holding grudges.
But from a certain point of view, what Angron said is indeed reasonable. Neither the emperor nor Angron want Ryan to become dependent on them. In this dark age, the only thing Ryan can rely on is himself .
A weak wind mixed with fine drizzle continued to blow from the southwest, and when spring came, the snow gradually began to melt, and the entire Musilon road became extremely muddy, making it very difficult for the knights to march.
The undead may not have plans to build roads at all. Vampires like swamps, because the swamp will not affect the actions of the undead, but it will greatly hinder other troops.
"You should have told me about the situation sooner, Kid Ryan." Duke Bastogne, "Beast Butcher" Bohemond was wearing a set of magical rune-enchanted plate armor "Fire Dragon's Breath", and he pulled his armored elf The reins of the war horse said to Ryan in a rough voice: "It is the duty of all knights in the entire kingdom to protect the land given to us by the goddess. You should not take it as your own business to recover Musilon."
The Red Dragon Duke obviously wanted to participate in this war a long time ago. In the past few years, he has not gained any great honor or military exploits. He has only frequently wiped out the Beastman tribe in the Arden Forest. In the Battle of the Blackstone Stronghold and the Battle of La-Messonnell Abbey, when he defeated the Undead Archmage Kemmler and his Tomb Legion and shocked the Old World, Bohemond only killed a Beastman Beastmaster, This record is really enough to make the extremely pious and martial Arthur's direct descendants angry: "I will not help you."
Ryan was at a loss for words. He thought that if you help me, the nature of this war will change!
The Duke of Berhemond is a direct descendant of Arthur. He was born with the qualifications to be king. Even after John II was deposed, Berhemond was almost directly crowned king.
As one of the contenders for the throne, Ryan definitely does not want Berhemond to participate. The army of the Principality of Bastogne can participate in the recovery of Mousillon, but Berhemond himself cannot join. If it is not really forced Helpless, Ryan will not write a letter to let Bohemond dispatch,
Because the conquest of Mousilon is a competition between him and Lawn.
It's just that when Chaos appeared and when Tzeentch wanted to collect holy objects, the situation changed. Now this war is no longer a battle for the throne.
Now, Ryan and others are fighting to defend this country!
"Bohemond, don't be so harsh on Ryan. No one could have predicted that this war would turn out like this." François still looked elegant and wise, and he gently persuaded: " If it is not necessary, he will not let us help."
"Huh?" Bohemond was full of question marks at first, and it took him a minute to think before he understood what Francois meant, and he muttered, "I'm really not interested in the throne, Boy Ryan, Do you think I am someone who likes to sit on the throne and deal with all kinds of government affairs all day long? Then you might as well kill me! I am a Holy Grail knight, I am a descendant of Arthur, and the battlefield is my destination. I refused once when the King was abdicating, and once again when Richard was about to abdicate, I really don’t want to be king.”
"Some things are not as simple as my own wishes." Ryan also said frankly: "We understand each other, Your Excellency Bohemond, but becoming a king is the choice of all nobles and ladies. Many times it has nothing to do with our own choices. , when the responsibility falls on our shoulders, we can only shoulder it, just like you don’t want to be a duke, you have also made a choice between protecting the holy place of ladies and protecting your people.”
"Hahaha, I like what you say." Bohemond laughed loudly, and he patted Ryan on the shoulder with enough strength to slap a cow to death: "Yeah, life is a pain." Choice, many times we can only choose one of many paths, of course, if possible, I would like to say a word.”
"I want it all!" Ryan smiled and stretched out his right hand, clenched into a fist.
Several people laughed together.
"I want them all?" Callard listened to the conversations of several people. His eyes were a little dark. If possible, he even hoped that he would not become a Holy Grail Knight. Along the way, he lost too much.
Parents, brothers, lovers, mentors, sisters, Calad is now alone. Even though he is now honored and famous in the kingdom, he still often recalls the good old days, the happiness that passed through his fingers.
Callard swears that every pain he goes through will make him stronger, and his wrath will burn on the enemies of the Goddess!
Wherever the army passed by, all the villages, including the vampire's castle, were reduced to ruins, and all they could see was a piece of wasteland.
Fifteen kilometers away from Landuin's tomb, the scouts had sent news that the Tzeentch army was slowly approaching Landuin's tomb, where the blood dragon and blood vampire lords refused to surrender to Chaos. The two sides launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle.
The ending is very simple. No matter how strong the castle is, it cannot resist the attack of the Chaos Demon Army. The flames from the Tzeentch Fire Demon and the Tzeentch Fire Chariot melted the castle. The desperate resistance of the vampire lord made the Tzeentch Demon Army pay a lot. However, in the end, it could only add a new military medal to the record of the Weaver of Fate. The undead were burned to black charcoal, the castle melted in front of the witchcraft flames, and the Tzeentch army captured this place without much effort. The castle was destroyed, the vampire lord was slain and the soul was completely destroyed by the Weaver of Fate.
"It's almost here." Carlos the Destiny Weaver spread his wings, and he could feel infinite power flowing through his body. Neither the living nor the dead, or anything else, could stop the Chaos Demon Army.
The ravines and moats of the undead castle are filled with dead bones, and the melted ruins of the castle make it impossible for even the best-sighted to make out the outlines of the past. When Carlos, the weaver of fate, looked up into the distance, what he saw It was the army of the Bretons.
"Interesting." Carlos opened his beak and screamed sharply: "The resistance of mortals is futile. Now, let us destroy this country and destroy everything we have seen!"
The sea-like Tzeentch demons have strange shapes, starting from a blurred horror, the screamer, the Tzeentch fire demon, the ghost, the Tzeentch clerk, and the Tzeentch demon wizards all uttered crazy screams Voice.
The Destiny Weaver looked at his legion proudly. It possessed the most powerful army under Tzeentch. With the acquisition of the four holy objects, the passage between the realm of chaos and the main material world became more and more stable. Blown by the winds of chaos, more Tzeentch demons have traveled to the mortal world.
Without giving the chivalry army a chance to complete their formation, amidst the last praise to St. Twenge, this encounter began!
The left wing of the chivalry army is composed of knights from the Principality of Wenford. The sergeants under François immediately prepared for battle. The old man clenched the unicorn sword in his hand. He knew it would be a hard fight. .
The right flank of the knightly army is composed of the Duke of Boldroux and the knights of the Duchy of Bastogne. Bohemond carries a giant mace on his shoulder. He often uses this weapon against the beasts from the Arden Forest. people.
The central army consisted of the combined armies of Llane and Calad, the Imperial Army, and the dwarven army of Clan Angrond.
Almost before waiting for the Allied Forces of Order to gain a firm foothold, the war broke out like a tide, and the Tzeentch Demon Army attacked the Knight Road army like a tide.
"For the lady! For Britannia!"
"For Granny! For Grimnir!"
"For Charlemagne! For the Empire! For Karl Franz! For Her Majesty the Countess!"
"For Kunos and Isa! For Athel Loren!"
The coalition army hastily lined up to prepare for battle, and after the last prayer, the chivalry army immediately met the enemy.
"Praise Saint Tzeentch, praise the Lord of Destiny!"
Among the Chaos demons, the voice of praising Tzeentch could not be heard. The dwarf cannons and the empire's heavy cannons opened fire immediately. The whistling shells covered the entire front of the Tzeentch army. Roaring in the air, the solid bullets tore gaps one after another in the ranks of the Chaos Demon, and the exploded shrapnel devoured the Chaos Demon's body.
At this moment, the dwarf musketeers, Bastogne longbowmen, and wood elf rangers abandoned each other's grievances. They were firmly united and fought for the mortal world. The rain harvested the fragile Tzeentch demons, and the dwarf infantry, human infantry, and foot knights united against the enemy. When demons approached the position, ruthless hand-to-hand combat broke out in front of the army formation. Soon fell under the siege of several times, was exiled and returned to the warp.
Under the command of the Imperial General Dietrich, the imperial army fired its artillery with all its strength, and all the rockets of the Hellstorm took place. Dozens of rockets rose into the sky like fireworks and fell into the group of Tzeentch demons. Hundreds of Tzeentch fire demons were thus The explosion killed thousands of Tzeentch demons on the spot.
The first attack of the Tzeentch demon was blocked, and the knight army immediately launched a counterattack under the order of Ryan. The knights charged under the cover of artillery fire and repelled the Tzeentch demon. He was shattered under the attack of the gun.
But Destiny Weaver immediately discovered the power of the Imperial Artillery. It stretched out its hand and chanted spells. Dozens of witchcraft flames fell from the sky and blew up these Hellstorm rocket launchers. Several Imperial engineers and dozens of Imperial soldiers were directly on fire The waves melted into debris, and the battle flag of the golden lion on Nurhei also burned to ashes.
Immediately afterwards, the fingertips of Carlos, the weaver of destiny, changed the crystal light, and the distorted witchcraft light enveloped the charging knights. Fifty knights turned into a twisted mass on the spot under Carlos' magic. Then Carlos summoned three phantom lights again. The halberd soldiers formed by the empire's halberd soldiers and Ryan's infantry regiment were swept by the phantom lights, and the mortals turned into fly ash on the spot.
The Destiny Weaver was very satisfied with his results, and when he wanted to continue his spellcasting, he interrupted his spellcasting with a coquettish shout: "Urenor Lightning Bolt!"
The witch of the lake, Morgiana, appeared on the stage holding the holy grail of medicine. At this time, the color of the holy grail of medicine in her hand had turned red. The light of the lake god resounded throughout the battlefield, and the power of chaotic witchcraft was dispelled. There was only ferocity and anger on her face, and the wind of magic whizzed past her. She raised her hand and pointed a lightning bolt directly at Tzeentch: "Die!"
The Destiny Weaver directly raised his hand to hold Morgiana's lightning bolt, and it crushed the meter-thick lightning bolt with his hand. Carlos glanced at the lake god's first choice with disdain. , even though the opponent's magic ability is very powerful, but it is much worse than his own.
"Metal Torrent!" With an alchemy spell, twenty or thirty hot metal torrents fell from the sky, and the Lake God Witch had to immediately summon a thorn shield to resist.
The onslaught of Chaos Daemons continued, and Tzeentch wizards joined the battle from the sky on Tzeentch Frisbees, and when Tzeentch's followers marched into battle, they often carried banners and sigils that showed the glory of their troops. It was an elaborate magical pennant, mystical runes and demonic totems intertwined by a blazing magical flame, and the Lord of Change was always pleased to see his followers carry these banners into the world. fighting.
Weaver of Destiny immediately signaled all the troops to press on and stormed the central army. Hundreds of thousands of Tzeentch fire demons fired fire bombs at the same time. The Nuer Musketeers, Dwarf Thunder Gunners and Ryan's Musketeer Battalion could hardly withstand the dense rain of fire. After a while, they were forced to retreat under Ryan's command.
With this retreat, the front-line soldiers immediately lost their fire cover, and their pressure immediately increased several times.
Under the spellcasting of Wizard Tzeentch, the fire of hatred swept across the formation of the knightly army one by one. Both serfs and noble knights were slaughtered, and the originally tight front was plowed out one by one. Tzeentch's great demon keenly captured this opportunity, and before the follow-up reserve team could make up for it, the battle hymn praising Tzeentch had already resounded throughout the battlefield.
A whole line of defense collapsed, hundreds of human soldiers and hundreds of dwarves died under the minions of Chaos Demon and Tzeentch's witchcraft, and the sky was colorful.
A flash of fire melted more than twenty human soldiers who were still fighting in the corner into a pool of blood, and Carlos, the number one demon under Tzeentch's seat, had already joined the battlefield in person.
The situation got worse, Lei Meng, the captain of the Halberdiers, had no choice but to lead his less than a hundred Halberdiers as a reserve team to withstand the Chaos Demon's attack. Although they knew that the hope of victory was slim, these soldiers still shouted in the lake. The name of the fairy launched a charge.
It was Lord Ryan who made us no longer hungry, and Lord Ryan who made us rich. Although these soldiers knew that they would never change the situation of the battle, they still fought tenaciously, because the tide of Chaos Demons began to invade At the same time, François and Bohemond on both sides were also caught in a bitter battle. Carlos, the weaver of destiny, laughed at the human beings' self-control. He raised his staff and planned to completely wipe out this group of human beings.
A screeching sound was faster than its movement, and the champion of the fairy of the lake appeared in time to save the crisis of the Chinese army. The huge griffin Impris spit out lightning and interrupted Carlos' movement, and Ryan rode As the griffin fell from the sky, its sharp claws tore apart the body of the Tzeentch demon. Lion's hand was burning with silver psychic flames, and his warhammer also burst into flames, and the hammer tip shot out a bolt of lightning, pointing directly at the body of the weaver of fate .
Carlos easily dodged sideways, and the lightning shattered the Chaos Demon beside Carlos. It had already seen through Ryan's actions in the eternity it understood, and the Destiny Weaver immediately raised his staff to block Ryan's fierce attack. Blow: "Champion of the False God in the Lake, do you really not consider changing your master?"
"Your opponent is me!" Ryan's eyes were full of anger.
"And me!" Callard charged from the side on his beloved horse, and the Excalibur Durandal smashed dozens of Tzeentch demons into pieces.
"I'm coming too!" Morgiana, the witch of the lake god, released a chain lightning to kill hundreds of Tzeentch demons. She rode on the unicorn Sylphine and joined the battlefield: "Chaos demon! Accept the lady's judgment!"
"Very good! Let's go together!" Tzeentch was extremely happy: "Today I will show you my power! Everything is the choice of fate, and the Lord of Fate has already foreseen this moment!"
"Today I will stain the sky with the blood of the Bretons!"
"Praise the Lord of Change! Praise Saint Tzeentch!!!"
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