The Battle of the Red Cairns lasted for at least 36 hours in the endless night of Sylvania. With the full cooperation of the wood elves and the dwarves of Butcher's Keep, the tens of thousands of beastmen army fought despite the Oracle of Chaos and the Prophet of Darkness.
The commander of Malagor, but still inevitably defeated, countless beastman corpses covered the ground of the Red Cairn, and one after another the beastman warbands and warbands were wiped out here.
The Dark Prophet Malagor tried his best to fight back, but in the end he could only lead thousands of defeated soldiers to retreat into the black forest of Ostermark. The Beastman Great Shaman knew that he had messed up the evil god's mission.
Now we can only ask the evil god for forgiveness, and then try to gather the army again.
After the war, Agrim-Ironfist and Araloth sat slumped on the battlefield. The Butcher King and the Wood Elf heroes were so scarred that they could hardly stand up. The dwarves and elves cheered for victory, but also suffered huge losses.
Casualties, this was the most glorious victory against the beastmen in Kaderin's history. They defeated the beastmen ten times their own, and even only a few thousand of them fled back to the Black Forest.
But the Butcher King couldn't laugh at all. Six of every ten dwarves he brought out from the Butcher's Castle died on the battlefield, two were slightly injured, one was seriously injured, and only one dwarf was still intact. Such a huge price.
Agrim-Ironfist once again felt the pain of being a king.
He should have sought a glorious death as a butcher, but the responsibility of being a king still bound him.
Aralos is not feeling well either. More than 400 Wood Elves were killed in this battle, and more than 300 people were injured. For the Wood Elves' army of only over 1,000 people, this was already more than half the casualties, and the Wood Elves had suffered more than half the casualties.
Unlike their high elf cousins, the wood elves have never been known for their morale and tenacity.
What's worse is that after 36 hours of battle, the morale of the wood elves army has fallen into an absolute slump. The people of these forests cannot see a living tree in Sylvania, nor can they see one.
Any trace of sunlight and forest spirits, the curse of the undead and the corruption of vampires have greatly damaged the morale of the wood elves. Especially after this hard battle, the wood elves army seemed very sluggish.
"Dwarf, are you still planning to march?" Alaros looked at the casualties of more than half of the troops he brought from Athel Loren. The wood elf hero was heartbroken. He gritted his teeth and was not interested in continuing to compete with the Butcher King to eliminate the enemy.
He skillfully used wood elf medicine and bandages to bandage his wounds under the dark sky of Sylvania. He gritted his teeth in pain. Beastmen would smear feces on their weapons. A bad wound infection is tetanus.
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What makes the Butcher King feel a little relieved is that today, almost all dwarf butchers have sought a glorious death. They have completed their mission. Hearing Araloth's words, Agrim-Ironfist shook his head: "I am a king, priority.
So I'm a butcher, Kaderin
I am needed. Countless Skaven and Greenskins are raging near my kingdom, as well as those threats from east of the World Roof Mountain. I swore to Karl Franz to destroy Kadrin.
I will not let anyone cross the pass I am responsible for guarding before."
"...You are a responsible king, dwarf." Alalos' eyes fell on the seven or eight wounds on the Butcher King's body. The Wood Elf hero's eyes trembled slightly, and he reluctantly said: "We are all on the top.
I just realized that our enemies are the undead, not these beastmen."
"What about you, elf boy, do you still plan to continue marching?" the Butcher King asked.
"More than half of my army's casualties, even those uninjured soldiers are exhausted, and I have to be responsible for them." Aralos spread his hands, and the wood elf hero frowned: "The most troublesome thing is that the curse of this place is too strong.
Seriously, some people have begun to be unable to hold on. If we continue to advance, the only outcome is death."
"Aren't you going to continue to fulfill your pointy-eared promise to save the little queen?" the Butcher King said happily.
"That's just a request. We'll do our best. Also, we are Islay, not Asul. We have no obligation to save the little queen." Aralos said a little impatiently. Everything in front of him was really terrible.
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More importantly, his goddess Lilith warned him vaguely that if he continued to advance, he and his army would be destroyed.
This is actually the main reason why Aralos doesn't want to continue fighting.
"Then, we part ways." The Butcher King nodded. He was in a bad mood. He had let down his allies.
"We will have a chance to meet again in the future." Aralos also stood up, and the wood elf hero motioned to his men to take out a few packs of venison jerky: "Take this, dwarf, don't die."
"Are you kidding, elf boy." The Butcher King thought for a moment, took off a golden ring from his beard, and gave it to Aralos: "This is for you, I can't tell the difference between Eslay and Asul.
But if you need help in the future, take this to Kaderin and you'll get what you want."
Kaderin's army chose to retreat, and the Wood Elf army also chose to leave Sylvania after suffering heavy losses.
The beastman army was also defeated. The third of the five armies had already gone.
Manfred's plan was a perfect success, and the last vampire count next set his sights on the last army.
The combined forces of the High Elves and the Knights Templar.
.........I am the dividing line between five and three...
When the coalition forces of the High Elves and the Knights Templar arrived near Tarenhof Castle, as expected, the two promised reinforcements did not arrive, the dwarves were nowhere to be seen, and even the wood elves did not arrive on time to join them.
Place.
To make matters worse, the high-precision army and the human army are themselves a forcibly pieced together coalition. The two sides are very different in terms of strategies, tactics, command styles, and marching rhythms. There is no clear leader on either side who can unite the two armies.
The military united.
Moreover, Manfred continued to send out small squads, and the vampire count signaled his army to show weakness to the human army, so that the Templars encountered only small and fragile troops that were ready to collapse at a moment's notice.
Facing the high elves, the vampire's method is to show strength. Every attack and ambush that the high elves encounter is a severe test for this small army, which is far away from a foreign country. The high elves must pay a lot of effort every time they fight.
casualties to defeat the enemy.
Affected by this, the Templars became more aggressive, while the high elves became more cautious. The two sides also had differences in their judgments on the combat effectiveness of the undead. Humans believed that the undead were weak, while high elves believed that the undead were very strong.
Therefore, not long after entering Sylvania, Grand Master Hans Leitdorf had many quarrels with the trio of high elves. The Grand Master of the Knights Templar strongly demanded that they advance quickly, and they must be prepared before the undead.
Solve them, so he didn't understand why the high elves only marched about 10-15 kilometers every day. After many quarrels, Grand Master Hans finally decided to take his own people and leave their team, leaving behind the "slow-moving"
The high elves continued their march.
By the time the high elves realized that the human army was not planning to fight jointly with them, the teams on both sides were already forty or fifty kilometers apart.
Walking under the sky of Sylvania, Eltharion looked at the dilapidated villages in the distance, the deserted emperor, the withered farmland and dry rivers, and the expression on Prince Yris's face became more solemn.
A series of bad news and ominous premonitions enveloped this high-spirited hero.
Far away from their homeland, they came to a foreign country with a small army and none of the promised allies. The only human allies who could provide help were eager to fight, and the lone army disappeared without a trace.
It was not that Eltharion did nothing. Prince Yris gave full play to his commanding talents. He carefully avoided ambushes from the undead again and again. The power from the mist goddess Radelia protected this army.
At the same time, Eltharion also kept praying to the Mist Goddess, asking for her guidance and help.
The voice of the mist goddess Ladelia was shrouded in mist. She tried to tell Elsharion something, but the noise in the subspace, the curse of Sylvania and the haze that never saw the light of day prevented her voice from reaching Elsharion.
In Leon's ears, Prince Yris could only hear a few words.
"My dear... Eltharion... you will die... in a foreign country..."
"My Chosen One...you know...your destiny."
Eltharion was silent.
As a close friend of Tyrion, does Eltharion not know whose child the eternal little queen Alishara is? Doesn’t Prince Yris know that Alisala was not blessed by the Phoenix Fire, but instead
Inherited the curse of Kain, the bloody-hand god?
Elsharion knows it too well. He obviously knows that even if Alissara can be rescued, can this little queen who has the bloodline of Kane's curse and has been captured by the undead for such a long time really become the next eternal queen?
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Don't make trouble, even if Eltharion is Tyrion's best friend, he knows from the bottom of his heart that it is difficult for Alishara, who has several years of experience as a "prisoner of the undead" and has the bloodline of Kane's curse, to truly
Become the eternal queen.
So why did Eltharion still decide to take on this mission?
Because Eltharion is Tyrion's best friend, he understands Tyrion very well. Unlike his brother Teclis, Tyrion is an emotional person who values his relatives, lover and daughter very much.
Eltharion knew very well that if he did not accept this mission, Tyrion would once again personally lead an army to the old world to save his daughter.
This won't work. At this time, the demon-infested Ulthuan needs Tyrion. Only Tyrion can rely on his prestige as the guardian of Ulthuan to unite the high elves. If Ulthuan is lost, the high elves will
You will be homeless.
Whether as a friend, as a member of the high elves or as the prince of the high elves, Eltharion could not tolerate this result. He would rather sacrifice himself to leave a glimmer of hope for the future of the high elves.
The pain was excruciating, but the watcher's face, which had not changed for hundreds of years, became more determined.
Live up to friendship, race, and country.
This is the determination of Prince Yris, Watcher Eltharion!
Unlike Eltharion, the wise Belannar is also thinking. The second archmage of the White Tower of Hoth is over a thousand years old this year. After passing the position to Teclis, Belannar's last passion in life was
The flame has long been dedicated to the endless books and knowledge in the White Tower of Hoth.
Asuryan's curse is still in effect on the high elves, and Belannar is gradually losing the "feeling of living". He is really a bit old, but the second archmage knows that the Lord of the Undead cannot be resurrected, otherwise all the order races
All will pay a huge price.
Belannar was in pain. He couldn't even tell all the high elves this fact, because they could no longer withstand a blow. He could only swallow the bitter water in his stomach. The Ysrama silver armor on his body
Having not been used for hundreds of years, his sword had been shelved after being taught by generations of Hoth sword masters and had only recently been re-sharpened. B'Elannar was determined that he would give it all if necessary.
As a pioneer, Princess Adira, the princess of Tyron Locke, is naturally in pain. She still remembers how she was laughed at by the princes when she entered the High-Elf War Council for the first time after her father died in the battle.
Ryan took the initiative to endorse her and stand up. When the war lord personally led her and asked her to introduce herself to the war council for the second time, no high-spirited prince or noble dared to laugh at her.
From that day on, Adira fell deeply in love with Tyrion. In order to be able to follow Tyrion, she gave up the glorious chariot tradition of Tyrannroc and rode a war horse. She was content to be a female courtier.
She stayed with Tyrion as a servant, and even for the sake of Tyrion's status and the attitude of the eternal queen, she remained unmarried and unpregnant.
She has always regarded herself as Alisala's "baby mother". Love and family affection made Adira make the decision to go to the old world again. She was happy that she could help Tyrion.
To say, being able to get a compliment from Tyrion is more important than anything else.
She was determined to complete Tyrion's mission even if she died.
The trio had their own thoughts. As they moved forward, a small town named Kolodbin appeared in front of the high elf army.
There are corpses of human armies everywhere here. The trampled flag of the Knights Templar is soaked in the mud. The body of Grand Master Hans is hung on a dead tree. There is a line written on the back of the Grand Master.
The words "Now, you are the only ones left."
The high elves suddenly fell into despair. The human army had been completely wiped out, and now they were the only ones left.
However, Eltharion had no intention of retreating. Prince Yris rode on his gryphon Storm Wings and ordered the army to continue advancing.
Following Alishara's Elf Elegy and Belannar's divination, this elven army finally arrived at the Ring of Nine Demons near Duncanhof Castle after going through many hardships.
There are an army of one hundred thousand undead waiting here, waiting for the last high elf army.