Chapter 208, Battle of the Korona Plain (Part 1)
In the nursing home, the believers of Thalia are having a carnival.
Outside the sanatorium, the wind of chaos began to sweep across this prosperous land.
As the wind of chaos became more and more violent, the domain of Nurgle began to emerge, and groups of Nurgle demons were entering the main material world under the terrible will of the evil god.
First of all, there are groups of Nurglings. These small things with fat bodies and big mouths are emitting a charming green light. They look like elves in the night, but they are not cute at all. On the contrary, the appearance of these creatures It means the prevalence of poisonous gas and germs.
Then, there is a large group of Chaos Warriors. Hundreds of Chaos Warriors are rushing into the battlefield under the call of the evil god. These Nurgle Chaos Warriors are holding rusty and even battered weapons. There are all rusted holes on them. What's more frightening is that their bodies are just like their weapons and armors. They are sick, their swollen limbs are covered with all kinds of tumors and bumps, their chubby belly has been torn apart, thick and thick. The fat and intestines are exposed outside the limbs.
Crowds of Chaos Demons appeared behind the Chaos Warriors. Most of them had fat bodies and rotting bodies. The Chaos Army was gradually entering the battlefield, and some Chaos Army had begun to approach the sanatorium.
"My God, what's that?" The appearance of a horde of Chaos Demons and Chaos Warriors drew the attention of nearby serfs, who stared blankly at the terrifying army.
"Help, help!"
"My God, the end is here!"
"My lady, help me!"
The serfs fled in all directions. They ran for their lives in endless panic, and were killed on the spot. Wherever the rotten army passed, all the farmland was turned into quagmire, all the food was turned into mud, and all creatures were killed. Sickness looms, and black flies march across the dark fields around this green army.
The number of this chaotic army gathered more and more. When the number of the army exceeded 300, the first Nurgle God's Chosen appeared.
Emphasize that it is not God's Chosen Champion.
This is a giant humanoid creature with a height of more than 2.4 meters. It has an extremely bloated figure and a foul smell. A round helmet completely covers its huge head from front to back. The small hole seems to be used to see the outside. This creature is like a ball full of spikes, hanging with various claws and iron rods. The skin behind their armor melts at the touch of a touch. During the process, they had to wrap themselves with ropes and heavy plate armor to prevent their internal organs from leaking out.
They have long since lost their sense of pain,
In their mouths, the evil god is a kind fat grandpa, who is tolerant and tolerant to everyone, just like a kind father leading his beloved son.
Therefore, the god-chosen warriors who are beloved sons are also willing to fight endlessly for their loving father.
Behind this God's Chosen Warrior, more God's Chosen Warriors appeared, and muddy slurry flowed from their armors.
In the nursing home, the archbishop of the Goddess of Mercy Church turned pale when he heard the report of the escaped serfs, and the middle-aged beautiful woman murmured, "I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it earlier."
"I should have thought of why the sanatorium that developed a specific medicine for malaria would immediately be burned to the ground." The body of the goddess of mercy, the archbishop, was crumbling, and she realized that she should have thought of this a long time ago.
The fire was not an accident at all, but the evil god did not allow the emergence of special medicines at all!
She should have thought about it, but the entire Church of the Goddess of Mercy was completely immersed in the joy of the epoch-making discovery and treatment of stubborn diseases. She and the pastor of the church did not think about this issue carefully at all!
The guard beside him rushed up to support her: "Archbishop, what should we do now??"
"Transfer, transfer the wounded and the patients in the nursing home, Jon, send someone to the Courona Palace to report! Ask His Majesty Richard to send troops to help, Raymond, take this, go to the Holy Grail Cathedral, and ask Morgiana Your Highness leads the Knights of the Holy Grail to help!" The archbishop immediately ordered, and she took out two silver badges one after another, with a white dove in the middle of the badges.
This is the holy symbol of Thalia, the goddess of mercy.
"Yes!" Immediately, a temple guard rode away immediately.
"Also, what about that roll of parchment immediately?" The Archbishop picked up the rotten roll of parchment.
Words and images on the paper are gone.
"Archbishop, it's okay. We have written down the formula. Let's go, Archbishop! Otherwise, we will be surrounded!" A temple guard said anxiously.
"Go, retreat, retreat, protect the patients, retreat!" The archbishop made the decision to retreat, and she looked at the sanatorium outside the city with great pains, which was built by the Church of Goddess of Mercy after a lot of effort.
The Church of the Goddess of Mercy has never been a particularly wealthy church, because they always spend a lot of effort to help the poor and sick. However, the huge number and needs of the poor make this work even more difficult. The best doctors are often Powerful churches such as the Church of Justice or the Order of the Holy Maiden are controlled, or they serve in the court. The Church of the Goddess of Mercy can often only treat some simple symptoms. The doctors of the church are always under the conditions of overwork and scarce supplies.
However, the church can always receive generous funding and support from many great nobles, because the great nobles do not want infectious diseases to spread among their subjects. The noble ladies like to express their kindness in this way. In return, They can socialize in the Church of the Goddess of Mercy dressed neatly, and on their birthdays, Sharia's priests will appear to bless her.
So the Church of the Goddess of Mercy is probably one of the most universally loved and revered churches in the Old World, loved by commoners and nobles alike.
"Withdraw! Withdraw!" There were dozens of temple guards, and there were even many temple knights among them. Coupled with the militiamen who heard the news, the Church of Goddess of Mercy quickly organized a two-man team. An army of more than 100 people, and many militia teams are joining in one after another.
In the distance, the army of Nurgle is rolling in. These chaotic creatures crushed everything they saw, and carved a rotten road on the prosperous wilderness of Korona. Fortunately, just like their master Nurgle Similarly, the speed of this army is much slower than the normal Chaos army. They are taking heavy steps, rushing towards the sanatorium step by step, muddy.
The army didn't run very far because they wanted to protect the wounded, and Nurgle's army finally approached.
"Fire the arrows!" The temple guards shouted loudly, and the serf archers took off the short bows on their backs, and released a rain of arrows in the direction of Nurgle's army.
"Ah! Woo! Master save me!" Many fragile Nurglings were hit, screaming and floating in the air, and then quickly exploded into a blood mist, leaving behind a turquoise gas and a puff of blood. It stinks.
The dead Nurgle could not frighten the Chaos warriors. Under the command of the Nurgle Godchosen, they marched slowly. The arrows of the serf archers had no effect on them. Can pierce the festering skin and swollen pustules of Chaos Warriors, but that's about it.
Nurgle loves every one of its followers. Its followers have long since been deprived of pain by their masters. They will no longer feel pain. In the midst of endless rebirth and constant decay, Nurgle's army is approaching.
At this time, the number of Nurgle's army has swelled to more than two thousand, and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy has gathered hundreds of militiamen.
"Concentrate, form a formation, and prepare to meet the enemy!" the temple guard shouted.
The serfs tremblingly raised their spears, chanting the name of the fairy of the lake or the goddess of mercy, Shalia. Before the knights arrived, they had to face the chaotic army alone.
The hearts of many serfs were shrouded in utter fear. Those tall Chaos Warriors who were no longer human, and those Nurgle God's Chosen Warriors who were like a hill, were oppressing and tormenting their hearts.
The tip of the spear was trembling crazily.
As they approached, the first Chaos Warrior rushed into the serf infantry formation with a spear on his head. Although their bodies were pierced by several spears, they seemed to feel no pain under the blessing of the evil god. This powerful Chaos Warrior ignored The spear stirring in his body was chopped down with the big axe, and the spearman standing in front died instantly.
Then it grabbed a desperate serf and smashed it hard on the head with the iron helmet on.
Brains splattered, and half of the serf's head was smashed off.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The nearby serf spearmen saw the horrible scene in front of them, their morale plummeted, and almost all the serfs were shaken. Under his command, more than a dozen serfs stabbed at the Chaos Warrior with their spears.
"Pfft!" The spears were barely hindered, and they pierced through the flesh smoothly, turning the Chaos Warrior into a hedgehog.
The Chaos Warrior finally fell to the ground under multiple fatal attacks. It killed five or six serfs in a row before dying, and was finally killed by piercing the neck.
None of the infantry had the energy to cheer victory, as more Chaos warriors charged into the ranks, and the Chosen of Nurgle emerged, striding into the ranks, three heads flying with the blow of an axe.
The infantry fell apart.
"Help! My lady, help me!"
"No, I don't want to die."
"My lady, please have mercy on me."
"Ms. Thalia, please grant me courage!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
After only holding on for a minute, the serf infantry regiment collapsed, and almost all the serfs were yelling and running for their lives. Their faces were filled with extreme fear, and they tried to retreat from the crowd with their hands and feet. Completely lost fighting spirit.
The collapse of one front led to the collapse of the entire battlefield. Although the temple guards fought hard, they were outnumbered and drowned in the tide of Nurgle's army.
At this time, the wounded and sick who were in the rear were exposed to Nurgle's army.
The brutal massacre began, and a large number of wounded, broken soldiers and sick people scattered in the wilderness. They desperately shouted the names of the fairy of the lake and the gods they believed in, as well as the names of the Holy Grail Knights they knew, but they never got any In response, the Chaos warriors slowly tore them apart with their rusty swords and great axes, and the Chaos demons spewed out large streams of acid, and many of the wounded and sick were corroded into pools of blood.
The desperate emotions of mortals have been transmitted to the mysterious subspace, and the wind of magic has become more violent.
The realm of corruption is finally fully connected to the material world.
A mass of green matter was released by Nurgle into the real world.
From the outside, this thing looks like a big fat man four meters high. It is green all over, and has an extremely fat and rotten body. Its face, which can no longer be called a face, has a big bloody mouth and two round eyes. The fat on the chin has covered the neck, the huge ruptured belly fell to the ground before the stubby legs, the oily intestines were hanging outside, and there were many rotten heads hanging from the two sharp horns. With a huge sword, one sword cut the two temple knights who were struggling to resist.
The Archbishop, the Goddess of Mercy, looked back and gasped: "This is the Great Unclean One? The Great Chaos Demon!"
"It's the Great Demon!" A temple knight shouted in despair.
"It's the big devil, we are finished!"
"Death! Everything will be completely destroyed under the hands of the big devil!"
"Ma'am, save us!"
Desperation pervades the wilderness, and all human beings are frantically running away, wanting to stay away from here and from the evil.
"Quick! Withdraw!" The resistance failed, and the Church of the Goddess of Mercy could only flee like a bereaved dog. The sanatorium in the distance was already full of smoke, and many precious medicinal materials and books were reduced to ashes. The Archbishop of the Church of Mercy knew that he could not turn back now. , otherwise the ending is to perish together, all they can do is run for their lives, the farther the better, so as to ensure that the formula of the special medicine will be preserved for the benefit of the public.
"Catch up, they, destroy, the formula!" The Great Demon Nurgle spoke, and it opened its bloody mouth, revealing a tongue more than two meters long, covered with countless Pustules and moths, the top of the long tongue has a devil's face, and this face also has a mouth with dense fangs.
It is called the Pus Rider, and it is the great demon under Nurgle. Today, it will bring destruction and decay to the knight kingdom, and bring victory and soul back to the warp.
Under the deterrence of the Great Demon, Nurgle's army regrouped, and the Chaos Warriors and Chaos Demons reluctantly gave up and continued to slaughter mortals. They formed a loose and disorganized queue and prepared to march towards Korona.
"beep beep beep"
While the chaos army was still gathering, in the distance of the wilderness, a loud horn sounded. This sound was like the roar of a lion, driving away evil and bringing light in the dark night sky.
"beep beep beep"
"Here comes the weak and fragile, mortal." The Pus Rider spewed out a stream of acid, melting the Chaos Warrior in front of him into slag. It opened its mouth wide and glared into the distance.
At the end of the field, the dense sound of horseshoes sounded.
Shining armor, flags held high, such as forest lances, coats of arms of various colors, and dazzling brilliance, on one side of the horizon, the light disperses the darkness, and the light of hope floods into the hearts of the collapsed human beings.
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