The first thousand one hundred and thirty-five chapters
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At the beginning of the year 2521 of the Imperial Calendar, the Old World, Empire, Middenland, Middenheim.
A luxurious carriage was escorted personally by the White Wolf Knights to the Royal Conservatory of Music in White Wolf City.
At this time, two young and beautiful female students from the Conservatory of Music were already standing at the door waiting.
They are both natives of Middenheim, blond and very beautiful but not too showy. One of them holds an organ and the other holds a marlin.
Klaus Stauffenberg, a senior member of the White Wolf Knights, a member of the Teutonic Ochen Guard, and the president of the Ax Brotherhood, an elite military organization in Middenland, strode out of the carriage. This Teutonic Guard is over 50 years old this year.
, who has been serving for nearly forty years. When he saw the two girls, he smiled politely and said: "Hello, you were very satisfied with the last performance, so I would like to invite you to play for you this time."
"Yes!" The two girls couldn't help but be excited.
They all come from local aristocratic families in Middenheim. Now everyone knows that the second wife of Elector Boris Todbringer, Anne, has "died" of illness. Recently, the Elector himself has been extremely depressed and away from government affairs.
, Living in isolation, Middenheim
On the one hand, the palace ministers took the opportunity to control the military and political power to seek benefits for themselves. On the other hand, they also discussed that the elector himself should be remarried, so they took the initiative to select some noble ladies to present to the elector Boris and let him choose a new one.
Mrs.
Although Prince-Elector Boris himself is nearly 80 years old this year, there is reliable news that Boris has "quit sex" after the age of 55. However, after receiving the help of wood elf medicine and drinking the fountain of life, he recovered in many ways.
The news proves that Boris has successfully "regained his glory".
The two girls are naturally extremely eager to become the elector's wife, which means becoming half the owner of White Wolf City. Moreover, Boris only has two sons and one daughter left. The eldest son Heinrich is an illegitimate son. Although
He is excellent in the military and political affairs but is not a legitimate son. His second son Stefan is the eldest son, but he advocates violence and behaves erratically and suffers from congenital diseases. His daughter Katie is very good in all aspects, but she is also an illegitimate child. If she can marry Boris, she will choose
Emperor, if I could have a son...
"Please." Klaus Stauffenberg motioned for the two girls to get into the carriage.
On the other side, the Elector's Palace of Middenheim and the Charlotteburg Palace.
Elector Boris, who had not been seen for a long time, strode into the inner room under the guidance of his godson, the flag officer of Midden and White Wolf City, the captain of the Teutonic Guard, the White Wolf Paladin, and von Tugenheim.
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The indoor environment is very simple, with a long table, a few seats, a wolf skin carpet on the floor, and a tapestry on the wall depicting the portrait of the white wolf god Yurik, the glorious history of the wolf emperors in the past, and the Midden Territory.
famous battle.
Also present at the meeting were Boris's eldest son, Field Marshal Heinrich of Middenheim, and his second son, Baron Stefan of Middenheim.
"Sit, sit down." Boris looked really old. This oldness didn't come from his body? It came from his heart. After all, the wife he had shared the same bed with for many years turned out to be a pervert.
Slaanesh cultists, really hit Boris deeply? Especially when the conclusion of the final investigation was even more bloody - Anne was not a Slaanesh cultist at the beginning, it was Boris who was busy with internal affairs and leading the army on an expedition. She spent a long time
Lonely?
Finally, in order to seek spiritual sustenance, I came into contact with the Slaanesh sect.
"Where's Klaus? And Goethe? Why haven't they come yet?" Boris asked casually.
"They should be on the way already? Father? I'll go ask." Heinrich stood up upon seeing this.
"No, just wait a moment." Boris signaled Tugenheim to open the wine. On the table was Lysalus, the best wine in the old world imported from the Principality of Winford in Brittany. The elector relaxed.
He leaned on the chair and asked casually: "How is Drakwald?"
"The war is very difficult. The one-eyed Kazzak is too cunning. This beast keeps harassing the towns along our route. Killing people when he sees him. He robs things when he sees them. Once we send out the army, Kazzak will immediately flee deep into the black forest."
Marshal Heinrich said helplessly: "Father, if this continues, we will only be exhausted."
"Then burn the forest, burn it with fire! Otherwise, send out loggers and cut down the whole forest for me, cut it down!" Baron Stefan said angrily: "I don't believe it. Without the forest, the beasts will be dead."
What else can people do!”
Boris, Tugenheim, and Heinrich all looked at the eldest son like an idiot.
Our baron has never understood that it is not that there is a large black forest within the empire's territory, but that the empire's territory is located in a large black forest! Are you going to burn Middenland and the black forest together?
With the influence of Chaos, it would only take a few years for the Black Forest to recover, but how many years would it take for the towns and population to recover?
As for cutting down trees, it's even more ridiculous. If a single logger cuts down a tree, will the beastman watch you cut it down? If the army is sent to protect it, the military expenditure and food supply will be enough to crush the finances.
The current effective way to deal with the beastmen is to build settlements on the edge of the forest, build roads, and then slowly build villages and outposts, encroaching on the black forest bit by bit. This was originally an effective method, but recently the beastmen have simply become like
As if they had gone crazy, they poured out endlessly from the black forest and were unable to kill them all. If it hadn't been for the battle of the three kings that wiped out almost all the elite beastmen, the situation in the Midden Territory would be even worse now.
"Dozens more villages have been destroyed." Heinrich shook his head: "No matter how hard we try, beastmen will appear in our towns or even near our cities sooner or later."
"Forget it, it's useless to say this now. Sooner or later I will dig out Kazak's remaining eye." Boris seemed to have no intention of continuing. The elector heard the footsteps outside:
"Ah, here it comes!"
Standing outside the door, Teutonic guard Klaus gave the two girls his final instructions: "Be sure to remember that no matter what your Excellency or the others say, you must act as if you didn't hear it, unless you take the initiative to strike up a conversation with you.
Otherwise don't try to take any words."
"Remember." The two girls from the music school nodded.
The door to the room opened and he saw two girls. Tugenheim nodded: "Please take a seat."
Teutonic Ochen guard Klaus did not attend the table. He said he was standing guard outside, and then Boris's intelligence minister Goethe entered the table.
Goethe was a tall, thin gentleman with a bald head. He had been Boris's intelligence minister for several years and was deeply trusted.
"So beautiful, what's your name?" Boris gestured to the two girls to sit next to him. He noticed that one girl was particularly beautiful, especially her charming and fragile appearance, which was enough to make men feel endless excitement.
Feeling protective, he took the initiative to ask.
"My name is Louise von August." The girl nodded: "I am... I am eighteen years old this year."
"Ha, I heard your performance last time and it was very good, so I invite you to come again this time." Boris relaxed and leaned on the seat of his chair.
The banquet continued, and several people toasted together.
The two girls from the Conservatory of Music began to play the famous Middenheim military song "Urik's March of Glory". Sure enough, as Boris said, the level of the two girls was extremely high, and everyone started clapping happily.
Boris Todbringer beat the beat with his hands and shook his head, while the Elector himself recalled his life.
He is the son of Middenheim and the wolf cub of Ulric.
He was once the bravest warrior in White Wolf City, with the loudest voice and the most generous drinking capacity.
He once led the election and almost became emperor.
He once extremely questioned the rule of Karl Franz and wanted to proclaim himself Wolf Emperor more than once.
But after all, Boris is a man who respects order and rules. Now the elector's voice has become hoarse, and the passion for war is fading from him. He feels tired and old. His two wives have died successively, and he has fought several battles with beasts.
He was unable to get any bargains, which made Boris even more frustrated.
To make matters worse, his heir was arrogant, arrogant, obsessed with violence and alcoholism. Boris couldn't help but glance at Stefan, his own son. He was very disappointed with this son and wanted to change his name more than once.
Heinrich, but in the end always gave up because of the advice of the nobles and his love for his first wife.
The Elector was still wandering around, but Tugenheim, the flag officer, the White Wolf Paladin, and Boris's godson, found that the Minister of Intelligence Goethe was a little absent-minded. He poured himself a glass of wine and smiled at Goethe: "What's wrong?
, Your Excellency Goethe, are you feeling unwell?"
"No." Minister of Intelligence Goethe shook his head and stood up: "I drank too much, I'm going to wash my hands."
"good."
The Minister of Intelligence left the room. In a library outside the Elector's Palace, several nobles and bureaucrats were waiting: "What's the plan?"
Goethe said in a deep voice: "Proceed as planned!"
"The time is approaching when we will escape from the shadows and roam the world!"
"Chaos covers the earth, and only believers receive the grace of the gods!"
"Praise to Tzeentch, Lord of Change!"
"Praise to Tzeentch, Lord of Change!"
Everyone took out a white towel, on which a dark purple bloody handprint was clearly visible, and two exquisite short-barreled double-shot fire guns were hidden under the clothes of the Minister of Intelligence.
When he returned to the room, the song had been changed, and two female singers were singing the ancient Midden love song "I Love You".
"I love you~I love you from the bottom of my heart~"
"But you left me~"
"I don't know how many tears I shed for you~"
Boris was a little crazy after hearing this. The Elector thought of his two deceased wives and couldn't help but burst into tears. Tugenheim thought of his father, Phil, who died in the battle with the one-eyed Kazak.
Lundingchen and Heinrich thought of his mother, who came from a lowly background and had already died of illness.
"Yeah yeah yeah~ yeah yeah yeah yeah~"
"Yeah yeah yeah~ yeah yeah yeah yeah~"
Goethe's heart was beating wildly. He secretly reached out and grasped the handle of the firecracker on his belt under his coat.
The Minister of Intelligence had fallen into Chaos more than ten years ago and became a member of the Purple Hand of Tzeentch, but every time Goethe saw Boris's noble character and the sacrifice of the White Wolf Knights to defend the imperial territory.
, will all be shaken by their choices.
There was still some hesitation in his heart.
"Stop being so grim, let's have a drink!" At this moment, Baron Stefan suddenly smiled at Goethe. The baron was drooling. He drank a little too much and became confused.
At this time, all the people present were immersed in singing. Only this guy was heartless. He took the initiative to grab the wine bottle on the table and poured Goethe a full glass: "Here."
"Ah, thank you..." The intelligence minister could only take the glass and take a sip.
"Hahahaha! I'm so happy today~" Baron Stefan turned his attention away.
There was no choice! Goethe finally made up his mind.
"I love you~I love you from the bottom of my heart~"
"But you left me~"
"I miss you every night~"
"Yeah yeah yeah~ yeah yeah yeah yeah~"
"Yeah yeah yeah~ yeah yeah yeah yeah~"
Goethe gritted his teeth, and the intelligence minister gradually made up his mind.
Is it wrong to want to be on the winning side?
Year after year, the Beastmen become bolder in their activities and the Raiders become more powerful.
Year after year, there are more and more mutants in the Empire, and the situation is getting worse and worse.
We are fighting a losing battle.
I'm a pragmatist, and yes, it's the Empire that makes me rich. But when Middenheim falls into flames, Chaos will keep me alive, and the people of the Empire will become food for the lycanthropes or sacrifices to the gods.
Sacrifice. Continue to survive and even prosper!
The Lord of Destiny is generous to those who fear Him.
Yes, be generous!
Goethe grabbed his own wine glass, poured a whole glass of wine down his throat, and then shouted directly at Baron Stefan next to him: "Baron, if you don't support your Excellency, who else will do it?"
The singing stopped instantly, and several people present looked at the Minister of Intelligence with strange faces.
What do you want to do?
"Your Excellency, how can we embrace true civilization by following these insects together!" Goethe drew out his blunderbuss and shot Field Marshal Heinrich of Middenheim in the chest: "Heinrich, you are such a weak soul.
, how dare you fight against the Son of Chaos!"
"Bang!" Marshal Heinrich of Middenheim was shot in the chest, and blood suddenly surged. He clutched his chest and fell to the ground: "Ge, Mr. Goethe, what are you going to do?"
"Are you going to rebel?" Boris was also shocked by the changes in front of him. The Elector shouted: "Goethe!"
"It's gunfire!" The guards standing guard in the outer hall heard the gunshots in the inner hall and were about to get up.
"Brush!" Senior Teutonic Ochen guard Klaus Stauffenberg drew out his battle ax and beheaded several young guards carefully selected by Boris on the spot. Blood flowed on the ground, and the two white wolf knights around him
Shocked and about to rush towards a cheetah knight
Coming up, another Teutonic guard immediately took out his weapon. Taking advantage of the two white wolf knights being unprepared for him, he pierced the neck of one of the white wolf knights from behind with his sword, and then used his ax to easily kill the remaining ones.
The White Wolf Knight and the Cheetah Knight use one move to kill the owl.
The entire guard room was instantly covered with blood.
The two Teutonic guards who entered the inner circle of the White Wolf Knights after many rounds of selection, the military elite nobles who symbolized the highest glory of Middenheim, looked at each other and smiled. They were bathed in blood and showed their true colors.
The flesh and blood were cut off from the dead body, devoured in large gulps, and the warm blood was drunk.
"For the Order of the Crimson Skull! For Khorne!"
"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"
There was no movement from the guards outside, and the inner hall was in chaos. One girl was so frightened that she crawled and ran away, and the other one was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground and didn't know what to do.
Goethe sneered. He fired another shot, hitting Baron Stefan directly in the head, and then took out the second blunderbuss from his waist: "Your Excellency, this is because you did not choose the right path, so don't blame me."
"Guard! Guard!" Boris yelled anxiously.
"Are you looking for Klaus? What a pity, he and Bard are both from the Order of the Scarlet Skull." Goethe sneered, aiming the blunderbuss in his hand at Boris's head: "Goodbye, Your Excellency."
"Bang!" The bullet was fired, but Boris quickly dodged. The shot only hit Boris's left lung. The elector fell to the ground in pain, but it was not enough to kill a strong man in the sanctuary.
"No!" Tugenheim, the White Wolf Paladin, was sitting the farthest away. He quickly wanted to pounce on him, but it was too late and he didn't have any weapons on him.
Just when Goethe fired the second shot at Boris, the girl Louise von August sitting next to Boris suddenly let out a sharp roar. Her face became extremely pale and her eyes were blood red.
, the originally tender little hand stretched out its sharp claws, and with a wave of the claws, the bullet was smashed into pieces!
"What?" Goethe was shocked: "Vampire?"
"Lahmia family, Louise Auguste Lahmia is here." The girl protected Boris behind her, her sharp fangs flashing in the light of the inner hall: "I'm sorry, the blood ancestor has
Purpose, the elector cannot die here."
"Come here!" Goethe shouted, and two corrupted Teutonic guards came in. They killed Field Marshal Heinrich of Middenheim on the spot, and then rushed towards Boris who fell to the ground.
"Tugenheim! Take the Elector and leave the room through the secret passage immediately!" The girl's sharp voice penetrated the entire inner hall: "He cannot die!"
"I know!" Tugenheim was not carrying any weapons. Although he was shocked as to why the vampire would save his godfather, the White Wolf Paladin immediately made a decision in the chaos. He carried the injured Boris on his back.
body, and quickly left through the secret passage in the inner hall that few people knew about.
On this day, the Elector's Palace burned into flames.
There was chaos in Middenheim and the whole city was under martial law.
Boris Todbringer was shot with a musket but escaped with his life.
However, the Elector suffered another heavy blow, and his two heirs, Marshal Heinrich and Baron Stefan, both died in this terrible disaster.
The depressed Boris completely shut himself down, paralyzing the entire palace institutions in Middenland and Middenheim.