Warhammer Divine Throne

"Championship showdown..." Hearing this word, Albert fell into contemplation. The count was silent, and Ryan didn't speak.

Champions showdown, the oldest and most sacred rule of the North Barbarian Race.

After belief in chaos, the northern Barbarian Race, which used to pursue power and glory, has gradually become corrupted by fair means or foul, a chaotic race hungry for all blood and killing, in order to win, in order to gain the attention of Evil God, They will be by fair means or foul, regardless of shame or cost.

Only championship duel is the sacred ceremony recognized by all Barbarian Races in the North.

Two champions of equal racial identity will have a sacred duel, and the result of the duel will determine the outcome of this war.

Win or lose in a battle.

The Holy Grail Knight under the command of the great first-generation Knight King Arthur, the first-generation Duke of Poldero Marcus once killed the chaos champion Gavinley by a champion showdown, and repelled thousands of Barbarian Race troops alone. Great stories are still being sung.

However, Barbarian Race is not so easy to deal with. Countless stupid nobles and Knights have given their heads because of the championship duel. Because the strength of the Barbarian Race lords is too strong, these lords can become lords and Their bloodline has nothing to do, relying on the survival of the fittest and bloody conquest. In this case, few of the nobles relying on bloodline and enclaves can defeat the clansman with roughly the same strength and status, and countless heroes have failed.

"But...Birrig is the legendary high-rank Barbarian Race chief..." Albert walked to Ryan, the count’s eyes were full of shock, even a little unbearable: "You really Of?"

"Apart from this, we have no other way." Ryan shook his head. He walked behind Albert and pointed to the big map on the table: "Miyaoden Most of the plains near Haven are safe to defend. We lack cavalry, and we don’t have any mobile forces for me to send. And... I heard that your only fifty muskets..."

"Take all of them. I’m heading north. I have a lot of crossbows and weapons in my armory, but there are not many guns." The count smiled bitterly: "At this critical moment, I don’t have to lie to you, because I really didn’t expect clansman to be able to. Come to my city."

"Lost the musket, a weapon for defending the city, there are only two artillery pieces on the East City Gate." Ryan continuously shook his head: "I really can't think of it. Is there any smart strategy? The strength gap between the enemy and ours is too great, and we have lost the favorable barrier of the city wall. Then the only way is the championship duel." Ryan's tone was indifferent: "This is the only one. It’s a chance."

"I admire your noble character, and I recognize you. Albert Baker swears to the God of Justice here that Ryan will always be a friend of our Baker family! If the war is over, I will give you half of your savings and my heirloom." The earl stretched out his hand and squeezed Ryan's shoulder, then stretched out his hand: "Tomorrow, let us fight together, me and my guard We will charge together to create this opportunity for you."

White Wolf Knight and Earl reached out and shook hands: "For Nord! For your people."

"For Nord !!!"

2nd day, when the noon sun was high in the sky, the dark Barbarian Race army finally appeared at the end of the horizon.

Despite the loss in the battle of Aarhus Bridge the day before, the number of the bear tribe still makes people feel desperate. Nearly four thousand Barbarian Race armies have moved towards Miyolden one after another. Haven marched on the collapsed East City Gate.

Nord’s army lined up near the city gate to meet the enemy. They are carefully arranged into an impenetrable line of defense. The crossbowmen stand on the city wall in the vicinity, draw their bows and wind, and are always ready to meet the enemy. .

"Barbarian Race raiders, Barbarian Race Berserker, Barbarian Race hunters, and Barbarian Race riders. The only good news is that I did not see the silhouettes of trolls and Norsca giants." Standing on the city wall, the quiver behind the half-elf is already filled with feather arrows: "Rost? Do you think we can hold it here?"

Clansman Rost is checking his own Weapons, hearing the words of the half-elf, clansman laughed heartily: "Of course I can't hold it."

"But we still have to fight." Ester complained in a low voice.

"I have experienced more desperate wars than this, what is it? The clansman of the past has become a plaything of Evil God, and now we meet, the only way to die is to fight." Roster said loudly, "We still To fight!"

On the other side, on the high city wall, a large group of Nord's soldiers are defending Teresa, and the magic power hovering around the Sorceress becomes their only support. , This female congresswoman Jialan expressed her willingness to participate in the war and the whole army was very surprised. Walnut Knight Nikolay told these soldiers that if the battle situation is unfavorable, must send her away safely.

"Really? Banda is dead?" Teresa learned from Emilia by her side that the little mercenaries who had been around her all day had died in that terrifying explosion. The mercenaries only found his hand.

"Yes..." Emilia replied in a low voice. The girl didn't tell what happened afterwards. After losing the discipline, Wilt was very sad. He cursed the Jialan in front of him loudly. The congresswoman, claiming that everything was caused by her.

"I'm sorry about this." Teresa said. Then he said: "Emilia?"

"en?" The mercenary was stunned. She was surprised that the female warlock in front of her said she was sad?

"If this city can't be guarded, you can follow me and Ryan to teleport back to the Sky Castle." The female warlock looked at the slim female mercenary standing next to her, and suddenly reached out with her fingertips Touched her face: "Beauty is not a sin."

"...Thank you, but I will stay." Emilia retreated a little later, avoiding Teresa's actions: "Thank you for your kindness, but I am a mercenary of the Blood Axe Mercenary Corps."

"Forget it, whatever you want." Seeing the Barbarian Race army approaching gradually, the Sorceress is no longer reluctant, she is in Under the protection of the soldiers, they started preparing to spell.

The Barbarian Race robber approached the city gate. They were surprised to find that the city gate had collapsed, and now only a piece of ruins and the Nord army guarding the ruins were left, so everyone fought bravely. They held their shields high, arched their bodies, and moved from slow walking to fast walking, and then running wildly with their legs spread. The white bear flag on the black background was raised high and fluttered in the cold weather.

The defenders on the city wall threw arrows desperately, and the militiamen threw javelins, stones and even all kinds of weird things. Barbarian Race robbers raised their shields to resist After a shower of arrows, the engineers on the tower nervously loaded and commanded the only two remaining artillery, and tried their best to move towards Barbarian Race and fire at the densely packed army.

Barbarian Race is not an idiot. Under the command of the Barbarian Race champion warriors, the Barbarian Race robbers immediately dispersed and rushed towards Nord’s army in small groups.

In the face-to-face distance, the fighting style of clansman and southerners is vividly and thoroughly. The Nord army’s front stands like steel in front of the ruins of the city gate. The long spear soldiers and the Great Swordsman’s With close cooperation, the first wave of Barbarian Races that rushed up fell in pieces, but soon more Barbarian Races poured in.

The attackers were continuously warmly welcomed by the crossbowmen on the city wall. Under the command of Nikolay, the crossbowmen shot in an orderly and targeted manner, and the weak Barbarian Race followers were divided into pieces. The arrow rain stopped in shock, but this didn’t apply to those strong Barbarian Race robbers. These warriors who believed in Evil God were more difficult to stop. After only ten minutes, they rushed into the army. The key point, Nord's army had to face these powerful clansman.

Fight one-on-one. Ordinary soldiers are simply not the opponent of Barbarian Race robber, but excellent tactics can make up for the weakness of the Nord army. Long spear soldiers and big Swordsman form a close line to bear the brunt of the charge. , And then the long halberd soldiers outflanked the Barbarian Race from the flank. With the sincere cooperation of the Nord army, the second wave Barbarian Race army was beaten back again.

Barbarian Race Chief Biriege rode on a huge white bear. He watched his two waves of offenses have been repelled, so he waved his hand to indicate that his champion Kurorin has a huge body Chaos Plate Armor, after receiving instructions from the chief, he raised the black flag.

Continue to attack.

Blizzard and frost raged in the air. With the help of the powerful spell of the Sorceress, Nord’s army and the Barbarian Race army clashed continuously. Teresa had already exerted all her strength in her magic. Under operation, the siege carts and turrets made by Barbarian Race were smashed into pieces by ice guns and blizzards. Frost arrows shot out one by one under her will, and every place meant the girl of Jialan. The councillor eliminated another Barbarian Race warrior, and the defenders always cheered.

The war began to enter a protracted war. Nord’s army repelled the Barbarian Race offensive again and again. In this brief moment, whether it was a standing army, conscripts or temporarily recruited mercenaries, in their Barbarian Race was beaten back again and again under his efforts, and a large number of corpses were thrown down and fled in a hurry.

But there are too many clansmans. After each attack, the original thick front gradually becomes thinner. The army of several hundred people slowly cannot withstand this consumption, and more militias are in Joining the battlefield hastily, the lack of training and toughness of the militia began to retreat steadily in the clansman's offensive. When Walnut Knight Nikolay led his attendants into the battlefield, he barely stabilized the situation.

The balance of victory and defeat is swaying continuously. The Nord’s defense line seems to be on the verge of collapse, but it stands tall. The crossbowmen on the city wall have exhausted the feathers in the quiver. With arrows, many soldiers dropped their bows and crossbows and drew their weapons to fight down the city.

"Ah!" The mace smashed fiercely and knocked down another Barbarian Race warrior. Nikolay wiped the blood off his face. The battle has lasted for two hours, and the Nord army is exhausted. Unbearable, more than half of the dead and injured, but they still held on with a strong will, after all, they understood that they were fighting for the lives of their families.

Under the insistence of the army, the momentum of the Barbarian Race's offensive began to slow down. These Barbarians seem to be less confident. The neat shield walls and dense long spear front lines are densely covered with corpses, piled high in mountains.

On the streets in the city.

"The clansman can't hold on anymore, Lord Earl!" The guard Captain Emil moved towards fully armed, wearing ancestral armor and holding a lance Alber's head: "It's not that easy, do it well. Get ready, let us give them a fatal blow! Get a chance for Ryan!"

The earl’s bodyguard consists of nearly 30 men, all wearing full plate armor and armed with lances. The Paladins of the Church of Life came to join them, and the cavalry army of fifty men has been assembled.

Ryan is also holding Warhammer in it. At this time, his heart is full of peace.

Just when he decided to stay to meet the enemy, he truly understood the most incomprehensible one of Knight's eight virtues-sacrifice.

"Knight, do you have the courage to sacrifice when you need to pay a price to fulfill the interests of most people? Maybe it is the sacrifice of material benefits, maybe it is the sacrifice of life?"

——The Fairy in the Lake

Sometimes, the Knights are very pitiful and pathetic, because the gods they believe in are enjoying their own sacrifices of Knight, and the Knights are asked to face a hopeless Fight, but they must sacrifice.

Sometimes in order to protect the homeland and protect the precious things, the sacrifices made by the Knights at all costs became the beginning of countless singular and evocative stories. In the great Holy War 150 years ago, many Knights The team battles to the end, the bloody battle of the former famous Imperial Yanyang Knight regiment was only one person at the end. Even after 150 years of rest and recuperation, the Yanyang Knight regiment only recovered 80% of its size.

But they have no complaints or regrets.

Similarly, Ryan does not regret his choice.

This is not the materialistic and morally depraved world he is in. In this World, the threat of chaos threatens mankind forever. If no one would stand up for this race, this World would make sacrifices. , The entire world will fall in the devil's claws.

Isn't even father a terrifying sacrifice?

For more than eleven thousand years, there is no end to torture, let the soul and will be broken in countless places in the universe, and watched the human empire that I built gradually changed from science and enlightenment to decadence. And superstition, the entire human empire gradually collapsed amidst countless foreign enemies and civil strife.

But father still insists, just for the race he loves, the humanity he loves.

Along the way, the refugees in the city, the old and the weak in the city, all looked at this last force with expectant eyes. They are the last hope of this city, those pairs of longing eyes, that The immature faces aroused countless thoughts of Ryan.

This kind of thought was quickly broken. The hustle and bustle sounded from the city gate. Barbarian Race chief Birieg finally couldn’t stand his tribe and couldn’t break through the Nordic formation after sacrificing more than 2,000 people. , The powerful chaos champion decided to go to battle himself.

When the Barbarian Race chief, who was over 2.2 meters tall, rode the white giant bear himself and rushed into the battle with his champions, Nord’s army seemed to be overwhelmed. The axe was cut directly into two parts, and Biriege raised his battle axe in the roar. A bear took the lead. The long spear soldiers' shields were easily knocked into the air. Their long spear could not only harm Biriege himself. Even the giant bear he was sitting on was hard to shake. The Barbarian Race chief waved his axe and the two soldiers were directly cut off. The Barbarian Race riders and champion warriors led by him smashed into the army like a chain hammer. In the game, Nord’s army turned upside down, the army was being breakthrough and defeated, panic and despair began to spread on the front.

The time has come to determine the fate of this city.