"Welcome, Aralos, you and your army will be of vital help in this battle." Ryan trotted all the way to Aralos. He spoke proficient Elvish: "Very...very welcome!
"
"You just need to remember that Eislay is always watching every move in the outside world." Seeing Ryan's appearance, Aralos said with pride on his face: "Including you, no one can escape Eislay's gaze.
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The reinforcements from the wood elves are a real help in the nick of time. The troops led by Alaros-the Valiant are known as the "Talaas Eagle Guard" in the King's Forest. This army is one of the core combat forces that defends the Wood Elf Queen Alaire.
One, entirely under the command of Aralos.
"Thank you for the support of the wood elves. Your help to us will always be remembered on behalf of me and my principality." Francois took the initiative to extend his hand: "Welcome."
"..." Alalos still raised his chin, indifferent to Francois's overtures. It was not until two seconds passed that the divinely chosen champion of the Wood Elf Queen stretched out his hand: "This is the continuation of the ancient covenant."
After saying that, Alaros couldn't help but feel happy. He felt that his posture and style were very handsome and stylish.
Lilith will definitely like it.
Araloth was ordered by Orion and Alaire to lead an army to support Britannia. This woodland lord led an elite army to leave the forest of Athel Loren.
The wood elves are not at all ignorant of the changes in the old world as the outside world imagines. On the contrary, these guys in the forest understand deeply that if they want to continue to maintain their absolute isolation, they need to know more about it.
External conditions and changes.
Islay has always used the relationship with the Brittanians. In the eyes of the lonely wood elves, the Knight Kingdom is their barrier to the outside world. If there is an invasion from a foreign enemy, the Knight Kingdom will solve the problem by itself, and the forest will enjoy peace.
Britannia has a covenant with the wood elves, and the knights generally will not approach the forest at will.
But what if the Bretons are really in trouble?
At this time, the wood elves will send troops to support Britannia. In their view, keeping the war away from the forest is a top priority.
"I didn't expect to see you here." Ryan spoke to Araloth in Elvish.
"The rangers who serve you here have sent back the news. We know what the goals of Kemmler and his legions are. We will not sit back and watch this country become a country of the undead. We will not sit back and watch Kemmler
The conspiracy succeeded." Alaros's attitude toward Ryan was better. After all, this was Lilith's chosen partner. Since Lilith wanted him to have a good relationship with Ryan, Alaros did not hesitate to give Ryan a good look.
Although Ryan speaks standard High Elf, for the wood elves, they don't like the accent of the High Elf, but for the monkeys, it is not easy to speak Elvish so fluently, Araloth thought to himself
It would be better to lower the standard a little bit.
"We are honored to fight alongside you." Aralos turned around and looked at the knights of the Quinaris Champion Knights Brotherhood. He held his head high: "Once again."
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The wood elf army joined the left wing led by Ryan, a large group of woodland guards, the deep forest scouts replaced the Holy Watcher of Ra-Mesnel and stood on the wall of the monastery, and Alalos led a group of woodland cavalry and a large number of eternal guards.
Joining Ryan, there is a handsome falcon standing on his shoulder: "Good evening, Ryan, it seems like yesterday that I met you."
"Good evening, Lord Alaros, I am surprised that you are here. It is said that as Queen Alaire's chosen champion, you almost never leave the forest." Ryan thought to himself, for the wood elves, a year is indeed the same as a day.
Same, especially wood elves have a particularly long lifespan.
"I asked for it." Under the moonlight, in the far distance, a black army of the undead has appeared on the horizon. The dark vision possessed by Aralos can already see the forward of the undead army clearly, and humans also
It is not that we are ignorant of the arrival of the undead army. The low and shrill sound of the horn in the distance can explain everything.
"Active request?" The front line has been established, and the battle is imminent, but Ryan's face is calm: "I don't understand."
"I heard that a very powerful undead Chaos Champion was resurrected, and he actually stopped you and Duke Francois alone during the battle at Blackstone Stronghold. I think that is a good prey." Aralos played with his hands.
Spear: "He will be my prey, and Lilith will like it."
"You have no chance." Ryan laughed in his heart. He said a meaningful sentence. He didn't know whether he was referring to Gul or something else.
"Are you questioning my strength?" Aralos, the arrogant man, was immediately angered.
"Because I will kill Gul before you, and I will use my hammer and sword to kill the dead man." Ryan clenched the Thor's Hammer in his hand: "The dead man cannot die again, then... it will be completely destroyed.
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Just beside the two people, Belegar stood on his rune stone and murmured to himself: "Ah, I really hate pointy ears. They especially like to speak in their own language. Damn it, Ryan is with that pointy ear."
What are you talking about? You don’t want me to know? I want to write this down!"
In the distance, the tide of undead has arrived.
Gul, the champion of the Four Undead Chaos Gods, holds a huge black ax tightly in his hands. The serrations of the ax blade are shining with cold light. He is like a messenger of destruction, vowing to bring the doomsday to Britannia. His rotten and shriveled
On the face, the empty eye sockets are sprayed
With the blue soul fire, the blood-red Barosh armor gathers the power from the four gods of chaos, from Nagash, and from Kemmler. The three powers come together to form a strange light, protecting
On Gul's body.
Behind the long army were three Tomb Guard Legions and two hundred undead Chaos Chosen Warriors. They continued to advance under the leadership of Gul, and immediately after Gul were numerous skeleton warriors.
The undead army led by Kemmler followed closely behind. His army included a large group of cairn ghosts, tomb ghouls and tomb ghosts. Two Terror Beasts were flapping their wings in the sky, and a bloodthirsty manta wolf was walking in front of Kemmler.
Beside Muller, the Great Undead Wizard himself was standing on his black carriage.
On Kemmler's left wing, Duke Mathhubard of Mousilon led four legions of undead knights, all equipped with lances and heavy armor. In addition, a group of blood knights also followed Mathhubard.
The Duke of Mousilon remained silent.
Among the four legions of undead knights, many undead knights still wear the armor and weapons of their lifetimes. The "red boar" family crest from the Artois family illustrates their identities. They are all former Britannian Artois.
The knights of the Principality of Wa, but all of them died in battle or were transformed into vampires after the "Dor Tower" incident.
, the former Duke of Artois, Zilfroy, was also among them. What made Mathubad feel regretful was that Zilfroy's soul had already gone to the divine kingdom of the Lake Fairy, which led to the resurrected Artois.
The Duke is just a soulless puppet who relies on instinct to fight, otherwise the Black Holy Grail Knights' team could be supplemented by a brand new member.
On the right wing of the undead army, there were a large number of bandits, bandits, jobless vagrants, half-starved beastmen, trolls, and many mutants contaminated by Chaos from the Gray Mountains. When Kemmler took out a large sum of money
After asking to hire them and promising huge profits, many people were willing to join Kemmler's team, and the Undead Archman even spent his last copper to satisfy them.
He has resorted to any means. The Noisy Skull Staff was chopped off by Francois in the battle. Kemmler has now used the Chaos Gravedigger Sword without any scruples. This behavior of his is the same as his blatant behavior of absorbing Chaos cultists.
Mathhubad realized something, and he refused to stay with Kemmler anymore. Instead, he chose to lead the undead knights on the left alone, preparing to let the monastery defenders witness his anger and revenge.
On the contrary, on the Britannia side, Francois of the Central Army led the army close to the foot of the monastery. The serfs were praying loudly in the dark, asking the gods to bless them. Many serfs were scared to their knees.
Weakened, seeing such a terrifying battle, several serfs had wet their pants. All they could do was pray, hoping that the human gods they believed in would lend a helping hand to them.
After all, the victory in the Battle of Blackstone Stronghold had the effect of boosting the morale of the serfs. Although most of the serfs were afraid, at least they would not plan to escape immediately. After that battle, the Tomb Legion was also weakened, and its number dropped sharply.
The number of troops gave the undead an indescribable numerical advantage when facing the human dwarf coalition.
This gave many serfs confidence. Francois happened to be learning from Lane's reforms. The Duke loudly announced that if any serf made great contributions in this war, he could consider knighting that serf. This was already the serf class.
The greatest honor that can be obtained under non-special circumstances, although it is only considered, is still enough to make the serfs crazy.
The large group of knights on the right wing were gearing up. They couldn't wait to compete with the undead army. Under the leadership of Antelm, Kalad, Jerrod and other champion knights of Quinaris, they all felt great
glory.
Francois began his pre-war speech.
"Knights and soldiers of Britannia, my compatriots, my dwarf friends from the mountains, and wood elf allies from the forest!"
"Today, we stand here together, preparing to face Kemmler and his Tomb Army. This battle will determine whether we can get rid of the shadow that this necromancer has brought us for decades, and will determine whether we can protect the goddess's gift to us.
land, if we fail here, the entire kingdom will be submerged by the tide of the undead!"
"We cannot sit idly by and watch this happen. This land was given to us by the goddess. This land only belongs to us. The Bretons went through untold hardships thousands of years ago and took root here. We are here."
This multiplied and flourished until today."
"Now, for the people we love and protect forever in our hearts!"
"For our most loyal belief in the Lady of the Lake!"
"For the most glorious and sacred Britannia in the world!"
"Draw your swords and raise your spears."
"Warriors! We will completely destroy Kemmler and his ambitions! For the lady! For Winford! For Britannia! Fight!!!"
"For the lady! For Brittany!!!"
Amid the wild shouts and howls of the army, the undead tide approached.
"Grrrr~" Gul, who was standing at the front of the undead army, raised his black giant axe. Under its command, the undead stopped just outside the range of the dwarf cannon. The undead gathered together.
Under Gul's command, they all roared to the sky and spewed out large streams of blue soul fire.
"Hoo~ho~ho~" Gul waved his giant axe, opened its mouth, and then pointed forward.
Then all the undead roared and strode towards the monastery.
The war has begun.
The dwarven cannons and the Brittanian trebuchets first kicked off the war. The artillerymen fiercely greeted the undead vanguard. Continuous artillery fire and huge stones would rush into the barren graves at the front.
The guards and skeleton warriors were smashed to pieces. Under the moonlight, the front line of the undead was littered with pieces that had been blown into pieces, and scattered limbs were flying in the sky.
The undead suffered a lot of losses, but these undead creatures had no morale at all. They still kept running.
"Fire the arrow!"
"Fire arrows!!!"
As the undead army approached the military formation, archers, crossbowmen, dwarf musketeers, and wood elves began to fire arrows. The overwhelming rain of arrows swept the entire undead tide. At this time, the undead army's disadvantage of lacking long-range weapons was completely eliminated in front of the coalition forces.
Obviously, except for the bandits from the Gray Mountains who were equipped with bows and arrows and hand crossbows, the remaining undead army could only be passively beaten.
"Fight back!" The bandit mercenaries are a group of extremely vicious people. They can sell their swords to anyone, whether it is undead or chaos, as long as they have money. Under Kemmler's urging, these bandits
He used his own long-range weapons to launch a counterattack, and a barrage of crossbow bolts swept towards the Chinese army. Many serf soldiers had no time to raise their shields and were hit by bows and arrows.
The Chinese army's military formation showed no sign of wavering. Francois had long been aware of the weak morale of the serfs. Therefore, the army at the forefront of the Chinese army was the famous Winford Fugitive Regiment. All the infantry in this regiment were veterans of long-term battles.
Veterans, highly qualified veterans held their heads high, and their perseverance also inspired the fighting spirit of the entire army. The serf archers used ignited rockets and pox arrows to launch a counterattack against the bandits.
The bandits were quickly screamed by the chaotic rain of arrows shot by the serf archers. The accuracy and power of the serf archers could only be said to be average. However, due to the large base of archers, the bandits still had one or two waves.
After the rain of arrows, hundreds of people were lost. Many desperadoes tried to retreat, only to find that the undead army was blocking their backs. Kemmler's intention was clear, either fight and win in exchange for rewards, or die.
The robbers had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue shooting.
After paying a heavy price, the undead army gradually approached the left and center positions. The killing frenzy of the undead disaster hit the front line of infantry head-on. Ryan looked at his halberdiers and the eternity from the wood elves.
guard
They fought side by side. The brutal collisions from the Skeleton Warriors and Tomb Guards made the Halberdiers and Eternal Guards retreat continuously. The undead said nothing, while the soldiers bravely lunged forward while constantly cursing, trying to resist
Offensive of the Undead.
"So, let's begin." Ryan clenched the war hammer in his hand, and spiritual energy gathered in his eyes.
"Yes, it's started, I can't wait." Belegar-Iron hammered his shield with the Hammer of Angrond, and he shouted loudly: "Oh my god, Brother Ryan, what position did you choose?"
, I can’t see ahead! How’s the situation?”
Even if Belegar stood on the rune stone, he was only 1.6 meters tall. He stood on tiptoes and could only see a little of the battle. He only knew that the front line had begun a close battle with the undead.
"The time for us to show off our skills is almost here." Ryan said with a smile.
"Hehehe~ I like this answer." Belegar clenched the Hammer of Angrond in his hand and laughed.