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No one in the empire tried to estimate the number of Chaos troops, because there was absolutely no need. A large black mass of barbarian marauders and barbarian riders connected from one side of the horizon to the other, and a low and rumbling dirge blew the air.
It was torn apart, the rumbling drums and the hoarse carols merged into one.
The followers of the Four Gods of Chaos are almost crazy with joy, because the destined moment is coming, and they will pass the true civilization to the south, so that the cowardly and ignorant Southerners can truly appreciate the power of the Four Gods of Chaos.
When the Chaos tribe began to enter the shooting range, the Empire's artillery positions began to fire together. The roars of hundreds of mortars, cannons and Hellstorm rocket launchers overwhelmed the howls of the barbarians. The shells exploded among the Chaos army.
Harvesting lives.
The barbarian marauders on both wings rode their carrion-loving Norscan warhorses to detour from the flanks, but the empire's advantage of standing firm at this time was reflected. The musketeers of the Hawkland and the musketeers of Nuer joined forces.
Kill these cavalry one after another and eliminate a large number of barbarian cavalry.
Karl Franz noticed that the barbarians had no discipline or command at all. They just rushed indiscriminately. Of the one or two hundred barbarian plunderers, there would often be only one lucky person who rushed in front of the imperial army.
Before the battle ax fell on the shield of the halberdier, it had been stabbed through by a well-trained imperial soldier using a spear or halberd.
"Okay, good fight, just fight like this." In the heavy rain, the emperor clenched his fists. His face was both worried and happy. Karl Franz knew that if the fight continued like this, the empire would definitely win.
, because the Chaos Army does not seem to have a main commander, and it is just a reckless rush into the Imperial Army.
The emperor was a little worried, did the Eternal Chosen not come? If the Eternal Chosen did not appear in the Chaos Army, then even if these Chaos armies could be completely annihilated, it would only be treating the symptoms but not the root cause.
Chaos' first wave of attacks seemed to have no battle plan at all, no strategy and tactics to win, it just blindly rushed into the imperial army. This was exactly what the imperial people wanted, including the artillery and musketeers, as well as the imperial wizards.
With their support, the Yankees paid an extremely heavy price.
After three hours of continuous fighting, in front of Karl Franz's central army, Rick led the men to resist every charge of the Yankees and paid a very high price. The spears and halberds were directly pushed away by the Yankees' strong muscles.
, the soldiers holding halberds were knocked to the ground by axes, or were trampled under the drooling mounts. The tall and burly beast-like northern barbarians forced their way into the crowded military formation, with chopping and roaring sounds.
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The round after round of attacks did not frighten the Imperial Army. They knew that their emperor was with them today. A total of five established regiments were killed, but not a single Reik leader took a step back, and not a single Reik leader took a step back.
The Kron laid down their weapons and begged for mercy, and the warriors in the heart of the empire fought to the last moment, making their emperor very proud.
At this moment, the empire's tactics worked. As Marshal Rick Heilberg ordered the charge, the lances and iron hooves of Rick's guards swept through the Chaos army. The emperor was angry at Heilberg's accuracy in observing the fighter planes.
He didn't even have time to say
He gave the order and immediately ordered the great swordsmen to cooperate with Helberg's actions. Six hundred imperial great swordsmen advanced together. These unparalleled warriors held two-handed swords and twirled the finely crafted blades in the ranks of the barbarians.
, chop everything into pieces.
The counterattack was like a hammer blow, killing the leading warband. As a Chaos champion fell under Helberg's rune fangs, the Chaos vanguard began to collapse. The people of the Empire cheered for victory.
It's like the war has been won.
This was indeed a victory worth being proud of. The corpses of 30,000 barbarian warriors lay on the battlefield, and the Reik leaders also suffered 5,000 casualties. The casualty rate of 6:1 was enough to make the empire proud.
"Not enough!" The emperor standing on the city wall immediately signaled the army to concentrate. The Chaos tribe was a vast ocean, and the empire had only beaten down the first rolling wave.
The battle is still going on. The first round of Chaos attack was just a mindless charge by a large group of Norscans and Kurgans, but the appearance of the second round of Chaos army means that the real battle has begun.
Chaos Champion Lord Ak'olak-Raven appears, the ninth wasteland bandit, this Norscan warlord was just promoted to Chaos Champion Warrior yesterday, just because he killed all the warlords of the other eleven tribes, Ak'olak
The heads of the warlords were dedicated to Khorne, the elaborate schemes to Tzeentch, the corrupted hearts to Nurgle, and the art of killing to Slaanesh.
The Chaos Gods were very satisfied and promoted Ak'olak to the title of Chaos Champion Lord, commanding a huge Chaos army.
With almost no time to rest, the empire's central army was once again attacked like crazy. They must persevere. Only by persevering and waiting until the scheduled plan comes, can the empire see the dawn of victory.
On the left wing of the army, the army of the Elector Marius has begun to exchange fire with the Chaos Army. They have distracted some of the Chaos Army's attention. At the same time, Marius also ordered the cavalry to continue waiting. He must confirm that the Eternal Chosen has really appeared.
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On the right wing of the army, General Meck's carefully designed artillery positions and musket positions were effective. The Chaos army suffered heavy losses in the overwhelming artillery bombardment and hail-like musket barrages. Warten and Huss came to the front line in person, and Charles
The light of Mann's twin-tailed comet shrouded Woten's body. The crazy ascetics waved their hands and flails, shouted all kinds of curses and holy words, and directly fought with the Yankee berserkers, madmen against madmen, the empire
Not falling behind at all.
Looking at Woten's glorious miracle, everyone firmly believed that Charlemagne and the empire were together on this day.
Helberg enjoyed killing. Although Marshal Rick had been unwilling to admit it, he knew subconsciously that only killing could slightly reduce his despair and the burden of darkness in the situation, and could slightly relieve his neurotic state for more than a year.
Relieved, Rune Fang was as sharp and invincible as ever. He chopped off the heads of the Yankee leaders one after another, and pierced the sharp blade into the Yankee's helmet.
Chaos was defeated, and Helberg laughed loudly. He enjoyed the cheers of Reik's guards and kept hinting to himself that the empire would definitely win this battle.
The marshal immediately ordered the Reik Guards to recover and not to pursue the remnants of Chaos at will. Once the cavalry rises to kill, it is easy to lose control. The empire's tactics are successful, at least for now. The rear army of Chaos is overwhelmed by the front army and is defeated.
The heavily armored Chaos Warriors had a headache and killed the oncoming deserters. Heilberg seized the opportunity and ordered the Reik Guards to attack the Chaos Warriors' shield wall from the flanks. The Chaos Warriors fell to the ground one after another, killed and killed.
slaughter.
A huge Nurgle demon appeared from the battlefield, it was Grug-As! The demon that was defeated by Woten and Vlad together before! It is back!
Lightning flashed on the northern horizon, jagged spears were sickly and green, a sigh seemed to pass through the earth, like an uneasy tumbling and shaking from the ground, the rotten swamp was steaming with foam, and thousands of yellow smoke
Soaring into the sky, the screams echoed on the battlefield. The cheers of Rick's guards disappeared, as if the ground was vomiting. They boiled out of the soil, exuding a turbid smell and steam-like
Hiss.
Tiny malevolent ghosts surged out of the mud, first the skinny Nurgle Vanguard with horns on his head, then the Rotten Warriors and Festered Pussy Warriors of Nurgle Daemons, the plague-bearers and demon backbones.
The holders appeared one after another.
The charge of the Reik Guards was held back by these Nurgle demons. They were like a muddy pond. Not only did the knights no longer be able to exert their own advantages, but they also blocked the charge that they were determined to win.
The ground penetrated the bodies of these powerful enemies and fell into
Within the torso of the Nurgle Demons, but unable to cause damage to the Nurgle Demons or banish them, these Nurgle Demons laughed loudly, directly crushed the plate armor of the Rick Guards with their bodies, and reached out from
The flesh and blood of these imperial elites were pulled out from the gaps in the armor.
Heilberg watched with his own eyes as his Rick Guards fell into the muddy pond one after another. The marshal roared angrily and rushed over on horseback. The rune fang in his hand burst out with brilliant divine light, illuminating it.
The Great Demon of Nurgle, Gurus-Ag, was dazzled. The dwarf runes on the Rune Fang were extremely bright, and a sword penetrated the flesh and blood of the Great Demon and penetrated its arm.
Grug-As roared in pain. It was exiled more than a year ago and is still very weak. The son of a loving father is fighting desperately to regain Nurgle's favor. The big demon was captured by the Reik Guards.
A heavy blow did not affect its counterattack. Grug knocked Helberg off his mount with one punch. Marshal Rick fell into the swamp and was unconscious. The guards of Rick suddenly became chaotic.
Carl Franz's expression changed drastically when he saw this. The emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore. He ignored Ludwig's advice and roared angrily. The roar of the death claws of the great griffon brought the judgment of the empire. The griffin brought deafening
The screaming sound flew into the sky, carrying its master to rescue Heilberg. The emperor seized the opportunity, and the dragon's teeth instantly chopped off the head of Guruge As, and the claws of death tore the demon's skin apart.
, throwing one of its hands into the air.
Another wave of Chaos armies was defeated, and the Imperial people saw the dawn of victory.
On the right side of the battle line, Charlemagne's chosen god Woten was also fighting with all his strength. After seeing the fighter plane, Charlemagne's army immediately began a fierce attack under the leadership of Woten. The ascetics and fanatics holding the flails of the double-tailed comet advanced crazily.
Only those who are murderous and will never attack the enemy
The fanaticism that bowed its head, and in this army, Woten's whole body was burning with the fire of heaven, and the power of the twin-tailed comet drew two long trail lines along the hammer Gal-Maraz. Whenever Woten
With one movement, the holy light illuminated the earth, inspiring the determination of the imperial army.
The Norscan berserkers of Skarins and the Bell Pines were horrified to find that Charlemagne's army on the opposite side was an enemy even crazier and more bloodthirsty than they were. In the chaotic frontal battle, the barbarian berserkers were no match for the cowards.
The Yankees!
The dervishes swung their flails and smashed the shields of the Skarins and the Belsonlins, smashed their heads, and then smashed the bodies of the barbarian berserkers. A Chaos Champion tried to stop Woten's attack, but
As for Woten, it’s just a matter of lifting
With one strike of the hammer, the chief's shield was shattered and his skull was blown to pieces. Seeing this scene, frightened by Woten's courage, the Yankees abandoned the Chaos War Flag, which symbolized honor.
and the tribal war flag, fleeing in terror.
The Scalins and the Bersongs were defeated and collapsed. Warten's plan along the way had been successful. Charlemagne's army continued to advance crazily. The joy of victory enveloped everyone until the distant horn sounded.
The banner of the Eternal Chosen came slowly, and a whole legion of Chaos Chosen warriors joined the battlefield. In the middle of them, surrounded by a Chaos Lord wearing a double-horned helmet.
Archaon's lieutenant, Kron the Conqueror, is here!
Seeing the banner of the Everchosen, all the people in the empire thought that Archaon, the Everchosen of Chaos, had finally appeared. Woten urged Charlemagne's army to continue marching, and the flagellants' fanatical orders were very effective in helping them deal with the fur-clad men.
The Berserkers of Skarins and the Reaver Warriors of Belpinewood, but their Zealots rarely helped them deal with the Chosen Warriors of Chaos who now pounced on them.
Unfavorable in breaking armor. Faced with a group of Chaos Chosen Warriors who are covered in heavy armor from head to toe - the sons of Nephlester, Charlemagne's always proud pig attack method has failed. The flail cannot harm these Chaos Chosen Warriors.
A tiny bit can only make a tinkling sound.
The warriors of the icy Nivlester say nothing. They do not praise great deeds or swear oaths. No matter what they sacrifice to the Chaos Gods, they are silent. In silence, Cron's
The Guards carried the attack of Charlemagne's army and chopped these ascetics and fanatic believers into pieces. Axes and giant swords harvested Charlemagne's army like wheat. Charlemagne's army of two to three thousand people only took a few rounds.
I lost more than half of it.
Warten and Luther Huss fought to the death, and Warten was able to defeat a Chosen Warrior of Chaos with just one hammer, but they were still unable to break through the enemy's defenses and reach the "Eternal Chosen". Warten roared unwillingly,
He waited eagerly, why did the other side of the pincer offensive that Marius promised not arrive?
At this time, on the left wing of the army, the cavalry of Marius and Duke Ivan of the Griffin encountered a huge trouble!
Thirty or forty Nurgle God's Chosen Warriors wearing green rotten armor blocked their attack path. These Nurgle God's Chosen Warriors wore gray-green rotten full-body armor, and their bodies were covered with pox marks, boils, scabs and
Rotting sores.
These Nurgle's chosen ones reeked of corruption, and flies swarmed around them. Even weapons and war machines had been twisted by the energy of the Warp, now powered by sickly Chaos magic and glowing with green energy.
, exuding bad
With the gangrene pus, neither the half-gryphon knight nor Marius's Golden Fleece knights were able to break through their defenses. Marius howled and used the rune fangs to rush around, and Ivan, the Duke of Griffin, waved his griffon.
True Silver Holy Sword, the two strong men tried their best.
The demi-gryphon collided with these Nurgle God's Chosen Warriors, which at most made them stagger a little. The muskets and cannonballs made them feel some pain at most, but could not make them succumb.
In the middle of this group of Nurgle's chosen warriors, Typhons, son of Mortarion, Lord of the Plague Hive, was wielding his giant war scythe.
Typhons' movements were slow and graceful, and the giant war scythe was magnified by the length of the shaft, turning it into an unstoppable blade shadow.
The thin edge of the blade hissed in the air with blue sparks, and anything it encountered was obliterated by the scythe's all-powerful strike.
Typhons kept the edge of his blade sharp, but most of the time the Soul Reaper smashed his enemies rather than cut them. With one deft blow, he swung the blade in a circle and cut through a line of welded armor plates. It was like breaking through flesh.
Mithril was cut open just as easily. The two Golden Fleece Knights were split into two halves instantly.
Griffin Duke Ivan's mount, the Great Gryphon Beast Bane, was kicked by Typhons and flew out. The Lord of the Hive waved his scythe again, and the three half-gryphon knights transformed into half-gryphons on the spot.
into two sections.
"Charge! Charge up!" Marius fought with blood, and the Elector screamed.
Most of the Golden Fleece Knights fell in a pool of blood.
An entire group of demi-griffon knights were wiped out! But Marius and Ivan still couldn't break through the defense line formed by Typhons and his Death Guards!
The imperial army on the left wing of the empire (position on the west side) has begun to collapse. Marius's troops are already small in number. When the cavalry and infantry all rush forward but are blocked, failure is only a matter of time!
Emperor Karl-Franz was still fighting hard while riding the Deathclaw. He noticed the failure of Marius' plan - neither Wotten nor Marius could cut through the chaotic Chinese army's position from the side, unable to push Woten away.
Bring it to the Eternal Chosen One.
The emperor's heart was filled with pain.
They put up a desperate fight but failed. Their last big gamble was over, and now it was time to pay the money they lost.
Lost, lost completely.
Have I failed? Karl Franz looked at the chaotic battlefield, where the Imperial Army was still resisting.
Did I fail? The emperor heard Schwarzhammer's voice. The old man was coming with the Reik Inner Ring Guards. He signaled the emperor to retreat to Talabheim and leave this place to him.
No! I cannot fail here! The Empire cannot perish here!
Karl-Franz cheered up again, and the Imperial Emperor signaled the Death Claws to continue moving forward. He ignored Schwarzhammer's request and allowed the Death Claws to rush into the most dangerous place and attract the most attention.
Fight! Until the end!
He will personally fight until dawn!
The twenty inner guards of Rick saw the emperor's determination. No one of the inner guards questioned the emperor's decision. Even in hell, they would still follow Emperor Karl Franz!
A second ago, the shield wall of Nurgle's warriors looked impenetrable.
A second later, these people were like smashed wooden walls, and a big hole was forcibly cut by the emperor and Rick's inner ring guards.
At this second, Karl Franz suddenly felt something. He turned his gaze to the east of the battlefield. Behind him, the last ray of sunset was submerged in the black forest, and night had fallen.
On the hillside in the east, a powerful demigod, Lord Death, appeared on the hill riding an undead war horse.
"Vlad von Carstein." Karl Franz looked at the visitor with a complex expression.
Under the black night sky, the bone horse, with red armor and white hair, pulled the reins, and the undead war horse raised its front hooves. The Lord of Death looked at the situation on the battlefield and nodded approvingly.
The Lich King Arkhan, dressed in black robes, appeared behind Vlad von Carstein. Arkhan narrowed his eyes and looked at the battle situation. He said politely: "Charlemagne's empire is isolated and helpless."
"No, with me here, they are not alone." The blood-drinking sword was unsheathed, and Vlad von Carstein's order was immediately issued: "Finally, it's time to show our presence."
"Sylvania!" Hundreds of black knights strolled out and lined up. Dozens of undead legions and hundreds of Sylvanian flags appeared.
"For Vlad, for von Carstein!!!"
The undead looked up to the sky and roared, and the blue soul fire rushed into the sky.