Chapter 1324 Follow the king to break through the darkness!
"Duwu~~~"
"Duwu~~~~~~~"
The sound of horns from the south spread into the city.
"Duwu~~~~~~~"
The sound of ancient horns sounds from far to near.
The imperial troops who were still fighting a bloody battle in Brunswick couldn't help but turn their attention to the south.
With Nurgle's army outside the city, the three Grote brothers also set their sights on the south.
Even Festus, the Chosen Champion of Nurgle who was planning to defeat the Cemetery Rose and execute Frederick in the city, set his sights towards the south.
Unfortunately, in the heavy rain, I couldn't see anything, and the rain was so loud that I couldn't hear anything clearly.
However, the sound of the horn reminded Festus, and the Chosen Champion of Nurgle remembered the current primary task assigned to him by his loving father, which was to destroy the Great Temple of Thalia in Brunswick.
The punishment for Leah's regretful marriage (?) is Nurgle's top priority, taking precedence over everything else.
Thalia, the goddess of mercy, has two main temples. The largest one is in Britannia. It has gradually declined since the archbishop was kidnapped and sacrificed by Arkhan. The largest main temple is now located in Brunswick. Nurgle hates weddings.
In return for his failure, his loving father will completely destroy the main temple of Salia!
Look at the enemies in front of you, a high-level death wizard in the sanctuary, the natural enemy of life (referring to Nurgle), a dragon, and the son of the sun, Faith, who holds the rune fang and howls like a little tiger.
Tusi knew that it would take some time for him to win them over. The Nurgle God-chosen champion finally spat out his disdain. He waved his hand to signal the Nurgle demons to rush forward, while he stepped back, and it was time to help his loving father share his worries: "
Uncle Ga!"
"Feizi!" Kugas carried six steam tanks, a group of Nur armored troops, three Hellstorm rocket launchers, two Hellstorm rapid-fire cannons, a light magic vehicle, four battle mages, and two battle priests.
, two teams of Nur Musketeers, and two Gray Knight veterans attacked, the chief demon of Nurgle was too big, and it was too conspicuous.
It's so big that even an ordinary imperial militiaman with a blunderbuss would have a hard time hitting it, let alone an elite one like the Nur Armored Army.
"Uncle Ga, let's retreat. We can't make ten thousand here!" Festus signaled for retreat.
"Okay, Uncle Ga listens to you. He will never do anything for the sake of face. It doesn't matter whether he makes money or not!" Kugas was really stunned by the bombardment, especially the silver bullets of the Nur Iron Armored Army, which were either filled with mercury or not.
It was soaked in holy water, which hurt it a bit, but Nurgle gave it special strength, but that's not what it's for here!
"Yes, just be happy!" Kugas punched Petain into a house, then slapped Fuxi into the ground and embedded him.
The two guys, Fei Ga, immediately retreated and led the Nurgle army towards the middle of the wealthy area in the south of the city, leaving behind a large group of Nurgle low-level demons.
As soon as these two guys withdrew, the pressure on the Nuer army suddenly dropped by several levels, and more reinforcements had arrived.
The roses in the cemetery rose, and the Supreme Dean of Amethyst Academy said to Frederick: "You'd better hope that your father is here with someone."
"What if not?" Frederick was still recalling the fear just now. He was now just a legendary junior strongman, and Festus was already close to a demigod. The huge gap made the Baron know that he still had
There is a long way to go.
"Then we are all going to die here today." Elspeth said a cold joke, and then she confirmed the scarlet dragon's injuries: "Leave this place to me."
"Okay!" More Nuer troops were holding swords, shields, and halberds approaching from behind. Frederick no longer hesitated. He nodded and rushed to the castle. After confirming that the Nurgle demons in the nearby neighborhoods had temporarily retreated, Tyr
Commander Beatz ordered the door opened.
"Frey! My son, are you okay!" Emilia quickly ran over and hugged her son. The Imperial Baroness said in shock: "Did you hear the horn sound? Is it your father?"
"I don't know, the rain is too heavy and I can't hear clearly!" Frederick was very dirty, and the Baron shook his head.
"Tirpitz! Telescope!" Emilia immediately became as fierce as a lioness, she screamed: "Quick!"
"I saw some queues, my Baroness, two or three thousand people...and horses, Baroness, I saw the horses!" Tirpitz came to the top window of the castle with a fine monocular and looked through the heavy rain.
Look.
"Yes, Commander Tirpitz is right." Frederick also took a few glances, and the Baron nodded: "They are horses, but they are too small, so I can't see clearly."
"Is that Zaneac's reinforcements?" Outside the city, Otto, the eldest brother of the three Grote brothers, shouted in the heavy rain: "Second brother, can you see clearly?"
"I think that's Zan Ek's reinforcements. Judging from the time, they should have arrived!" The second brother Ezerak nodded desperately: "Yes, they must have arrived~"
"But that could also be the Sun King Lion and his Chivalrous Knight Crusaders!" Otto shouted.
Ezerak stopped talking. Only his third brother Gu Ruit didn't care.
"pray!"
"Um?"
"Pray to our kind old father and ask Him what is coming," Otto roared.
"It's Breton!"
On the city wall, Marshal Rick Helberg also heard the horn sound. The old marshal was ecstatic. He slapped the wall stacks vigorously. The Rick guards under his command tried to take out their telescopes to see, but Helberg said excitedly.
Without pausing: "No need to
, I said there is no need, that is the trumpet call of the Bretons. I have been stationed in the border area for several years. I hear it every day. I know what it is better than all of you. There is no need to look anymore. That is the Breton.
The Tanians are coming!"
The imperial troops on the city wall all roared with excitement, and the Brittanians finally arrived!
"They are Brittanians." Outside the city, after a short prayer, the second brother Ezerach immediately put on a fat face and said: "The Brittanians are coming."
"Oh, crap." Brother Otto shook his head repeatedly: "Damn it, Zan'Ek has been defeated, but don't worry yet. The Breton army is still on Mosrib, and we still have time to break through it.
This damn city gate."
"City gate?" Ezerak shook his head: "The city gate is too strong and our siege weapons cannot destroy it."
"Indestructible?" Otto smiled, and he pointed to the Reich Guards flag on the city gate. The huge imperial flag swayed back and forth irregularly in the unnatural wind, and hung in tatters on the flagpole.
The high-hanging gryphon pattern fluctuates with the wind, strengthening their confidence: "My brother?"
"Understood." Ezerak held the staff tightly, and the bell on it kept ringing. The golden light on the flag of Rick's Guards flashed, as if he was fighting against something, but in just a few seconds, Nurgle
Under the heavy rain, the golden light went out, and green flames exploded from the military flag. The flaming flag fragments were scattered amidst the frightened and helpless screams of the imperial soldiers.
This was not over yet, and then all the rows of military flags on the city wall were on fire, and the imperial army was suddenly in chaos.
"Gate?" Otto then locked his sights on the gate. The 6-meter-high gate was covered with criss-crossing iron bars instead of the usual oak. It was now standing ready. It might be able to temporarily resist the invasion of the army, or even magic.
attacks, but it cannot resist them all at the same time, nor does it have such great power.
That gate has stood there for so long. Very few people can reach this gate. Nurgle has reason to be proud of his children.
The mortals still stood on every battlement and tower, holding on with furious determination. This thought made Otto giggle: "Of course, the gate."
The giant battering ram was branded with the Holy Emblem of Nurgle and advanced under the leadership of seven blind river trolls. The top of the giant battering ram was the face of the Father of Plague, and his antlers reflected the brilliance of the plague.
A green fire burned in His mouth, and the giant battering ram advanced slowly amid the heavy rain. The Yankees around him shouted "Nurgle! Nurgle! Nurgle!" as if they were ringing the bell for the city.
death knell.
The three Groat brothers had originally hoped to use Nurgle's heavy rain to consume more of the defenders' strength, but now it was too late. The sound of the horn was getting closer and closer, and they had to hurry up.
"Crash it!"
…………I broke through its dividing line…………
The sun's light penetrated the clouds tenaciously. In the south of the city, at the exit of the Reikwald Forest, a man and a horse took the lead in rushing out of the forest and leaping into the border of Brunswick's swamp plain. He wore a bridal jacket on his head.
Tania's crown, carrying the artifact spear behind her back, my Lord is here, hanging the Nemesis on her waist, wearing the Gray Knight's master-level finely crafted power full body plate armor, and hanging on her chest are the dwarf artifacts of the Eight Peaks - the Heart of the Mountain and the Lady of the Lake.
Artifact - Heart of Lilith.
The pure-blood elf war horse under the seat raised its front hooves, snorted and neighed excitedly.
It was pouring rain in Brunswick not far away, but the sun was shining directly above the visitor's head, and even the dark clouds faded under his power.
Dozens of vague figures soon appeared next to the knight. The strong wind blew across the plain. Dozens of vague figures had turned into entities. Each one exuded a sharp aura. No need.
If there is any doubt, they are all knights who have experienced hundreds of battles and are not afraid of death. They are warriors who only appear in legends.
They were wearing gorgeous and bright armor, holding majestic weapons, and stood upright like javelins. The power hidden in the body that was guarding the king had broken through the clouds and reached the sky, following behind them for three whole days.
Thousands of heavy cavalry slowly joined the battlefield, followed by Kislev cavalry, mule-horse infantry, dwarf infantry phalanx, wood elf phalanx and finally the free folk army.
As the leading cavalry appeared, the sound of horns sounded from far to near, and the Nurgle army outside the city felt great pressure.
This is a matter of course, this lineup is too star-studded - the knight queen Surya who defeated Sigvald, the lake goddess Morgiana, the red dragon Duke Bohemond, defeated Kemmler twice
- Heinrich's Francois, the wise and courageous Regent Lawn, the brave and hot-blooded Ka who shocked the old world
Ladd, Marshal Raymond, Tsarina Katalin, Kislev's famous general Zhukov, Wood Elf Twilight Sisters, Tasien Woodland Lord Araloth-the Valiant, Norscan Dwarf Lord Baldr Crimson One,
Veronica, the president of the Sorceress Assembly, and Cardo Diego, who joined halfway but shocked the world.
Two hundred Holy Grail Knights followed closely behind.
Which one of these people is not a person whose name is passed down through the ages, and which one is not a hero with great military exploits?
But now no one can compare with the knight who is leading the charge, standing proudly at the front of the 30,000 cavalry. As the sun shines on him, everything about him is shrouded in a halo.
Ryan Malcador stretched out his hand to signal the knights to stop. His face was calm and his brows were slightly furrowed. Within his sight, Brunswick was burning, and at least seventy lines of black smoke were rising from the east and south walls.
Nurgle's armies are as numerous as the sea, or like a swampy forest covered with reptiles
, during the heavy rain, the walls of the city were blazing with flames, jumping and undulating on the towering rocks like sails facing the wind, spreading in all directions driven by the violent wind and rain, and poisonous plague flowers clinging to the once glorious giant sculptures.
, the light of magic echoes the evil moon of Mosrib.
Braunschweig is like an island in a storm, a rock under a tsunami.
The fleur-de-lis flag was fluttering, the lion flag was shining in the sun, and the icon of the Lake Fairy always exuded a holy light. The knights saw with their own eyes the coming of the power of destruction. They saw that the heart of the empire was burning, and the city gate
They had been deformed by the giant battering ram. Many people had never seen such a huge enemy. At least half of the Crusaders had never left Britannia. They couldn't help but hold their breath.
"Line up." Until Ryan's calm voice sounded, everyone woke up as if from a dream. The knights urgently and quickly assembled their troops. The knights from all the principalities were now mixed together. On this day, they were not Lyonnassians or Mousillons.
, the people of Wynford, the people of Bordeaux, the people of Carcassonne or other principalities, all are Brittanians.
Ryan rode Grape II and flew past the front line like lightning.
"Berhemond, attack the left wing."
"yes!"
"Laun, attack the right wing."
"clear."
"François, Callard, follow the king's flag and charge with me!"
"As you command!"
"The knights charged first, the mounted infantry covered the flanks, the dwarves and wood elves followed, and the elite infantry regiments and the Old Guard stayed behind to follow up."
"yes!"
A series of orders were issued, and the Chivalry Crusaders formed their troops at an extremely fast speed, and the attendants also brought Ryan his war mount, the great gryphon Imperius. Ryan turned over and mounted the gryphon, full of wildness.
Imperius stretched his wings vigorously.
"Knights, my brothers, after a long journey, we finally arrived here." Ryan's voice passed through the sea of clouds, and the King of Knights laughed loudly: "Now, what is left to us is extremely pure, my brothers
, you have all seen that opposite is the famous Nurgle army, their number is
Their strength is several times ours. I know that many of you are very tired after coming all the way. I have asked you a lot, a lot, but today I still have extremely high demands on you.
Because we are the Knights of Brittany! We have a duty and it is a matter of course for us!"
"For the lady!" the knights burst into cheers: "It is our duty to do so, of course!"
"We are the best knights in the world, let us prove it now!" Ryan watched the Pegasus knights take off one after another, watched the enthusiastic and violent smiles on the faces of the 30,000 heavy cavalry, and listened to the sounds like the mountains and rivers erupting.
The roar made him feel satisfied: "Knights, where are your lances pointed?"
“Wherever the King points, we will point!”
"Knights, have you ever been afraid!"
"My Lord is here, no fear! No fear! No fear!"
The exciting shouts penetrated the clouds, and the figure of the fairy in the lake appeared in the clouds. The goddess smiled appreciatively towards her brave knights and shed tears for them. She silently recited the holy words, divine power surged, and the sun shone on the earth.
, on this day, every soldier of the Holy War received the blessing of the goddess.
The lance brigade was ready, and Ryan looked at his people with great pride and sadness. The Sun King knew very well that many people would die here today.
But those young faces, those brave, passionate and vivid souls will always shine with gorgeous heroic appearance in this decaying and decaying world. This is immortality.
"Then let us rush to Charlemagne's throne and the city wall of Brunswick together, follow the king's banner, and follow me, Lion Malcador, to start this ultimate chivalrous battle. Let us use our lances to assassinate
Through Chaos, let us slay evil with our swords, and let us teach Nurgle and his minions what the horrors of Britannia are!"
"This is the final war, let us unite until death, until the end, until the end of the world!"
"Forward! Forward! Forward!"
"For the lady! For Britannia, for the old world and all civilizations, knights, follow the king and use our courage to break through the darkness!"
"Until the end of the world!"
"Onward, Sons of Britannia!!!"
"Duwu~duwu~" the horns sounded.
The land of the old world is once again boiling with the sound of the horses' hooves of the sons of Britannia.