The Chaos army at the city gate was finally defeated, but the human coalition also suffered nearly 10,000 casualties.
Now, the Chaos army faces a two-sided battle.
Ryan looked at the Brittanian knights and serfs who died in battle at the gate of Wolfen City in silence, leaving a sigh.
Marshal Rick Heilberg signaled the army to continue advancing. Now the entire Wolfenburg is still burning, and most of the city has been reduced to smoking charcoal. Ryan led the Holy Grail Knights to charge in person, and the torrent of steel finally had its effect. The place of martial arts.
The Chaos army that attacked Wolfenburg certainly won an astonishing result in this battle, but it also suffered huge losses. The main force of 120,000 plus a small number of Beastman retinues and Chaos Cult participants are now also Only about 86,000 people remained.
After fighting hard for more than ten hours, Araloth and Agrim-Ironfist finally received reinforcements. Araloth's gray-clad team only had a dozen wood elves left, and the Ax of Grimnir group was 85% of the dwarf butchers were killed in the battle. The Butcher King even thought that he had not left the battlefield yet: "No! I haven't planned to rest yet! Why do you let me rest! I tell you, after I die, I have plenty of time to rest!”
"But you must rest now!" Marshal Rick Heilberg looked at the scene in front of him. The old marshal couldn't help but shed tears. He pulled out his rune tooth "The Hater", and the runes on the blade were Sparkling: "Butcher King of Kaderin, in the name of the descendants of Charlemagne, I agree that you dwarves have fulfilled your covenant and fulfilled your obligations. Now, it is our imperial people's turn to solve the problem."
The imperial army marched into position under the orders of Marshal Rick, and the Brittanian cavalry also regrouped under the leadership of Bohemond and Lawn. Knight King Ryan and Lake God Witch Morgiana stood together , Surrounding the king were twelve Holy Grail guards and the entire Old Guard. These solemn veterans of hundreds of battles lined up in the neatest rows, standing still, waiting for the king's order.
With Ryan's nod, the Brittanian army also began to attack.
"We will suffer a lot from attacking us like this, Ryan." Morgiana held the potion Holy Grail in her hand, and the Lake God Witch frowned lightly. Morgiana looked at the vast army of chaos covering the entire city, and she asked Ryan : "That brother of yours doesn't seem to be a wise man."
"He has his persistence, and I have mine. For the sake of my father, I will help him once." Ryan said lightly. The knight nodded to the two Dukes, Lawn and Birhemond, indicating that they could start. .
"You seem to be angry?" Morgiana can feel the changes in Ryan's mood. After all, the two have been together for a long time, and Morgiana can already see Ryan's mood swings from many small places and actions.
"I will not be angry with a beast in a cage." Ryan shook his head, but there was an unbreakable depression on the face of the King of Knights: "I just feel sad for my soldiers, they should not have to endure this. Huge casualties, but... this is chivalry, I feel like I'm in a prisoner's dilemma now, no matter what I do, it's wrong."
"I will support you." Morgiana said softly.
"I know." Ryan observed the battle situation closely. What the King of Knights can do now is to use his own command to reduce the number of casualties suffered by the army.
Imperius wanted to join the fight, but Ryan reached out and touched the griffon's head to signal him to calm down.
The King of Knights began to understand why Leman Russ was so unpopular among the Primarchs.
Is it really Leman Russ's role as a tool in the hands of the Emperor and his sword that is truly disgusting?
Actually no, because everyone knows that it is the emperor's intention. Since it is the emperor's intention, it is not a matter of hating him. According to the older term, this is called carrying out an errand under the emperor's imperial decree.
What the Primarchs really disliked was Leman Russ's domineering attitude and his small personal use of the power granted by the Emperor when doing things.
He brings his personal likes and dislikes into the power he exercises.
Leman Russ would never feel that he had done something wrong, no.
Will anyone be able to trouble him for this kind of behavior afterwards? No, it's simple, because sending Leman Russ here was the Emperor's intention, and no matter how Russ chooses, he can represent the Emperor.
Very subtle.
Now, the Chaos army and the human army were fighting in formation on the ruins of the ruined city of Wolfenburg. The newly added human force quickly broke through the outer defenses of the Chaos army. The Chaos army fell into a somewhat embarrassing situation.
There are still more than 20,000 imperial defenders guarding the fort. The inner fort is also a solid fortress built with granite and obsidian. It will take time for the Chaos army to capture such a strong city.
However, at this most critical moment, the Chaos army lost its command. The Eternal Chosen Black Iron Motkin stood among his bodyguards, the Crimson Reapers. He did not issue a single order, and without the Eternal Chosen's
Under unified command, the Chaos army began to fall into a situation of fighting independently.
So what is Motkin doing?
The Eternal Chosen One stood there, neither sad nor happy. He could feel that since he killed Oleg, powerful power was singing in his veins, and endless chaotic energy was echoing in his body, coming from
The power and whispers of the Warp entered his limbs
Motkin felt that his body was continuing to change. The four Chaos Gods were satisfied with his contribution. They expressed their appreciation for the destruction of Wolfenburg and Motkin's great contribution in this battle.
The four gods of chaos are willing to give him more power and let him continue.
More importantly, Motkin could feel that with his efforts, the barrier between the realm of chaos and the real world had become brittle, and he felt something new in his consciousness.
He felt that at the end of the world, in the distant Kurgan, countless Chaos tribes and hundreds of thousands of followers were gathering under the command of another powerful Chaos Eternal God Chosen. The strength of the Chaos Eternal God Chosen was even stronger than
He needs to be strong, his army is at its peak, and his will is unstoppable.
His name, his name is...
"Archaon." As if instinctively, Mortkin read out the name of another Eternal Chosen One.
You are the beginning of the end.
So said the four gods of chaos.
"You are just the beginning of the end, you are the beginning of all great plans, and he is the one who ends everything."
"Now, continue to fight, to defeat them, use the power we give you to destroy everything, as well as the White Wolf City Middenheim, the Eye of the Forest Talabheim, the Knight Capital Kurona, and the Empire
In the heart of Brunswick and the important southern towns of Nuer and Motkin, you still have many missions to complete."
"Go kill Knight King Ryan, Marshal Rick Helberg, Lake God Witch Morgiana, and every human hero, elite, and the wild wolf. Continue your great plan and continue fighting.
This is the mission given to you by the gods, and it is also the price you must pay. You are destined."
The whispers of the evil god kept ringing in Motkin's ears, but the Eternal Chosen remained motionless.
The battle lasted for an hour. Without Mortkin's command, the Chaos army was forced to fight on both sides. They were beaten back steadily and moved closer to Mortkin.
Finally, Leman Russ defeated the Eternal Dancer of Slaanesh after a hard battle.
Finally, the Knights of Reik, led by Helberg, broke through the Norscans' impregnable shield wall.
Finally, a volley from the Nur Armored Army knocked the entire team of Chaos Knights off their horses.
Finally, under the personal leadership of Duke Bohemond, each Chaos Chapter was divided and annihilated by the knights.
But the war situation is still unfavorable to the human coalition. Ryan even estimates that if he wants to annihilate the entire Chaos army, he must be prepared to suffer more than half of his own army's casualties.
At this time, Motkin finally made a move. The Eternal Chosen stretched out his black iron battle ax and took off his double-headed pointed helmet.
Under the helmet is a bearded face. Although this face has begun to mutate in some places, the outline can be generally seen. Motkin is a vicissitudes of middle-aged man with a white beard.
The face has typical Norscan features, with deep eye sockets, a thin nose and a weathered face.
Leman Russ was rushing back and forth among the Chaos Demons. He saw Motkin's face. The Wolf King was extremely angry: "Motkin! You will pay a terrible price for what you have done! Get ready.
Accept my judgment!"
Ruth's words seemed to turn on a switch.
"I can't help it!" Motkin's voice was like thunder, and the Eternal Chosen roared hysterically: "I can't help it! That's my hometown! Those are my people and relatives!!!
"
"I have no choice! I don't want to kill! But I have no choice!" Motkin shouted at everyone on the battlefield: "I want revenge! Don't I know what the outcome of making a deal with the evil god will be?
?!But I can’t help it!”
"Isn't it just death? Isn't it just being played by the evil god?" Motkin's vicissitudes of life twisted into a ball, his left eyelid drooped, and he spat out streams of white smoke from his mouth, shouting at the top of his lungs: "The entire northern wasteland
, am I the only one chosen by the Chaos Gods?! Am I the only one whose hometown and relatives were destroyed by Oleg and you guys from the South?"
"Still judging? I tell you! I tell all you Nannies! In this world, no one can order me, and no one can judge me! Not even the Four Gods of Chaos!!!"
No way!
no!
No!
Motkin's voice echoed throughout the ruins of Wolfenburg, and his voice spread throughout the Central Mountains and the Shadow Forest: "Nan! I declare that the grudges between me, Motkin, and you are settled! I know
, everything has a price! Let Wolfenburg comfort my hometown! I can never go back there again, and my legend is over."
"I want to choose to die like a normal person. My will is my own. I want to leave, although it may be too late now. Maybe I can't go to the hall of my ancestors."
"But I, Mortkin, am no one's plaything, nor will I be anyone's servant! No one can order me! Judge me! Damn you the Four Gods of Chaos! Damn you the Horror, Nurgle
, Slaanesh!" The Eternal Chosen laughed, and two turbid tears flowed down his face: "Take a good look, look at this city, Nannies, what are you protecting?"
"In Kislev! I massacred two million people. In the Empire, I massacred three million people!" Motkin continued to laugh wildly. He stretched out his hand and held his black iron battle ax: "
Take a good look at the ruins of this city and see what you have protected?!"
The words of the Eternal God's Chosen shocked everyone present. Ryan frowned. He silently pulled out the Nemesis and held it in his hand. Motkin's sin was so serious that the King of Knights was determined to win today no matter what the price.
He must be killed here.
However, what happened in the next scene shocked everyone again.
"Isn't it just death? Isn't it just that the soul will fall into darkness forever? I will give it back to Oleg, and I will give it back to you!!! But you remember, no one in this world has the right to order me, no one has the right
Judge me!!!”
After the words fell, the black iron battle ax was swung, and the hot ax blade passed around Motkin's neck, and blood flashed.
He raised his strong arms, took his head off his neck, and held it in the air.
Blood was spilled all over the floor.
Motkin pointed his head at everyone, and he paid off his debt. He felt that he never owed anyone anymore.
At the end of his consciousness, a picture flashed through Motkin's mind. It was the face of another Eternal Chosen God. He was looking for the last Chaos Artifact and heading towards his destined path.
Archaon, I, Mortkin, stop here.
Suicide ends a life of deep pain.
It's up to you to finish the things in the future.
Mortkin's behavior shocked even the four Chaos Gods, not to mention everyone on the battlefield. The loyal Crimson Reapers realized it was too late, and every Chaos Chosen couldn't help but shout.
Howling in sorrow, these angry red harvesters charge into the battlefield, killing all creatures that stand in the way of the king, and then form a circular shield wall.
Mortkin's epic revenge story ended here. After losing the Eternal Chosen, the Chaos army collapsed instantly. More than 80,000 Chaos troops saw their leader committing suicide. They were first shocked and then angry, and finally the army gradually collapsed into tribes.
, warbands and warbands, a small number of loyal Chaos troops are still resisting tenaciously, but most of the Chaos troops have fled even if defeat is imminent.
Although there are only 30,000 Chaos troops still resisting, although Ryan and Leman Russ personally go into battle to kill the enemy, although more than 20 Holy Grail knights and thousands of cavalry are led by Morgiana and Duke Berhemond.
Sweeping away the Chaos army like a violent wind, although a volley fired by the Nur Ironclad Army severely damaged the Chaos Demon Dragon Strescu-The Great, and was finally killed by Bertrand with a black arrow, although the Reik Guards and Blackstone Guards
Cut open the armor of every Chaos Warrior.
The human coalition still fought hard on the ruins of Wolfenburg for a full nine hours, and only after paying nearly 20,000 casualties did they completely wipe out the Chaos army.
When another night fell, the flames of Wolfenburg finally went out.
All the Crimson Reapers reunited around Mortkin's body, and they fought off everyone who tried to get close to the beloved king's body, until Leman Russ arrived and Lion himself charged, leaving them with casualties, all the way to Aurora
The Supreme Lord of the Ice Element was summoned to freeze them all. Finally, Morgiana personally released the potion Holy Grail Comet and blasted their shield wall. These loyal warriors refused to leave the king even one step.
In the end, the entire Crimson Reaper Legion of the Four Gods' Chosen Warriors was reduced to ashes along with Mortkin, and the location of the King of the North's tomb was the last place he conquered in his life.
The battle is over.
It's not like the Battle of Three Kings.
After the victory in the Battle of Wolfen, there was no celebration banquet and no cheers.