Warhammer Divine Throne

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The front is fragmented, and the Nord soldiers who can no longer withstand the pressure are still In the stubborn resistance, the conscripts and militiamen who had been enlisted were already out of order, and they scrambled to flee in all directions.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Walnut Knight Nikolay signaled the soldiers to retreat. After he personally led the big Swordsman to break, these Nord's elite big Swordsman only had more than forty people left, and they were desperate. The ground held on to the ground, continuously eliminating the Barbarian Race soldiers who wanted to pursue.

It was their sacrifice that bought enough time for the retreating Nord soldiers, and the soldiers who successfully withdrew into the city were working hard to reorganize the defense line.

The head of a Barbarian Race soldier exploded, and the splashed brain was stuck to Nikolay’s armor, but the walnut Knight didn’t care about that many. He immediately greeted the next one. The enemy raised a shield to block the oncoming axe blade, and the mace slammed on the head of the next Barbarian Race robber. The bright red liquid was left in his helmet in the screams of the Barbarian Race soldiers. It's definitely not watermelon juice.

At this moment, the Barbarian Race riders rushed forward, and the Barbarian Race chief rode a huge white bear into the battlefield. The big Swordsman who blocked him in front of him were like rags in Berry. The front of the grid was torn apart, the "crushing bear" axe dropped, and one soldier after another was torn in half in front of him. The thin army formation could not provide cover for the Walnut Knight, and the Barbarian Race chief soon approached. Walnut Knight himself.

"Mr. Niclair! Run away! We will cover you!" A big Swordsman shouted desperately, but he was quickly hit by a sledgehammer of the Barbarian Race champion Cullorin, and died. unknown.

"No, this is also... part of the plan." Nikolay urged his horse to face the Barbarian Race War Chief himself.

At the moment of the confrontation, Walnut Knight barely escaped the oncoming axe blade, but his mace was also bounced by the Barbarian Race Chief with no difficulty, and Nikolay immediately led the horse around. Head, he took out a short gun from his waist.

"peng!" The white bear under Biriege wailed, and it was hit by a projectile in the shoulder.

"Uh Eaaaah!" The Barbarian Race chief was fierce, and he urged his white bear to rush towards Walnut Knight frantically.

The battle was over in a few seconds. Under Birrig’s amazing wrist strength, Nikolay’s iron shield was hit by a large axe, and Walnut Knight’s mace was on Birrig’s arm. A shallow mark was left on the ground, and he himself faced the attack of Chief Barbarian Race's Great Axe.

"I want you to die!" Birrig's axe cut off Nikolay's right arm, and the pain in his heart made Walnut Knight scream.

Even the screams were quickly extinguished, the Walnut Knight was lifted into the air by Birieg's neck, his throat was crushed, and the final voice was blocked in Walnut Knight's throat.

"Hey, incompetent, Knight of this level would dare to single me out?" Birrig laughed wantonly at Walnut Knight's overall one's capabilities. He didn't even have the idea of ​​getting a head. Nikolay's body was thrown on the ground by him like trash.

On the city wall, Teresa’s face is as cold as ice and frost. The long-term battle has caused the female warlock to use up all her mana. Faced with the defeat of Knight, she is powerless, because she There is one last bit of magic left to ensure that she can use the scroll teleportation to leave in the critical moment.

"The low-ranking southerners have been defeated, warriors! Go! Blood sacrifice! Blood sacrifice! Skull sacrifice scorpion!" Birig shouted loudly.

"blood sacrifice! Skull sacrifice sacred seat!!!" The remaining Barbarian Race soldiers followed the chief and broke through the last line of defense of the Nord army, and then they Favorite slaughter and arson show.

However, something unexpected happened. The loud and loud horn sounded from the city. Humans burst out with a shout full of hope, and hordes of cavalry rushed out of the town, bringing everyone who wanted to enter The Barbarian Race in the town died.

The gun array is like a forest. Under the leadership of Ryan, the Nord Knights rushed into the position of the Barbarian Race. The Barbarian Race fighters challenged the battle calmly, steel against steel, bright red blood splashing in the air, Berry Ge was surprised that humans still had such a new force, but he immediately realized that these messy-clothed and complex human cavalry were not made up of Knight at all, but a miscellaneous army composed of noble guards, church Paladin and Knight’s followers, leading the way. It was a Templar Knight, a white Wolf Knight, and the Lord Earl of the city.

"Mr. Ryan! We will fight for you, the next thing is up to you!" Templar Knight Frod used his sword and shield to attack the formation of the Barbarian Race army, Alfred De followed closely: "Go! Good friend!"

"All army! Go forward!!!" The earl rode on the elf war horse, with the lance in his hand running through the heart of a Barbarian Race rider. , The earl let his lance break off, and then immediately took a new one from his guard: "For Nord!"

"For Nord!!" The cavalry called out loudly, they were like A death whirlwind rushed into the Barbarian Race's army formation. The Barbarian Race formation was disrupted, and the situation was reversed for a while.

After all, there were still too many soldiers in the Barbarian Race. The cavalry gradually fell into the mire. Birieg was very surprised to find that this group of people actually rushed towards him, so he clenched his axe and shield. , Ready to challenge.

Something strange happened in front of Birrig. The Nord cavalry scattered around when they were about to rush to him. There was only one youngster waving Warhammer and moved towards him, this youngster. The black hair is draped on both sides of the handsome face, and he wears iron essence made of chain mail with a breastplate. The white Wolf Knight badge on the chest is shining. The young face shows his identity. He is the "sledgehammer" Ryan. The leader who led the cavalry to charge.

Facing the long spear formation of Barbarian Race soldiers, the young Knight suddenly lifted the Warhammer with the right hand moved towards Birrig.

The Barbarian Race soldiers subconsciously pointed the long spear at him. The young Knight immediately dismounted. Birieg immediately understood what he meant. The Barbarian Race chief waved to all the soldiers to move away. He shook his hand. The tomahawk in his hand was tightened and walked forward alone.

Championship duel, the most important ceremony of the North Barbarian Race, the winner will get everything, and the loser will lose his head.

"Young white Wolf Knight Ryan, you are very brave and strong. I have killed all the way from the north to this place. You are the most courageous Knight I have ever seen. Just aim at this. The head of Barbarian Race will become my collection.” Chief Barbarian Race sneeered disdainfully. He cracked his mouth, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and even the gold teeth he had built: “You’re amazing to be able to advance to Legendary at this age, but I am already a high-level Legendary, and you are just a first-level Legendary. You know that as long as you support it for another day, the empire's reinforcements will arrive, but you still have to rush to die ignorantly? Haven't you learned'Glorious Retreat'? "

Ryan understands the words of Chief Barbarian Race, as long as the defenders retreat into Milloden Haven, engage in fierce street fighting, and finally defend the Earl’s Castle, it is not a problem to defend it for a day.

"Oh~Yes, as long as we retreat into the castle, we can definitely hold on until sunrise, or if I meet you in the wild, I will also run away without the slightest hesitation, because if I can’t beat it, I’ll run away. What a shame."

"However, it is different here. Behind me are the people of this city, and I am the Kingdom Knight."

"Knight’s responsibility , Guard my country and defend my people!"

"Of course I can hide in the city and build a new line of defense."

"But these citizens? What will happen to their fate?"

"I will not stand on the city wall of the castle and watch you bring death to the people, because this is not Knight."

"Life is precious, but after all, there are some things worth paying for. This has nothing to do with the price. This is faith, this is honor, this is responsibility. This is the backbone of our human beings that have stood firm for thousands of years!"

"Come on! Nod is big! Behind you is Winter City!" Kingdom Knight raised his Warhammer.

Birrig's face changed.

Since breaking the storm fortress and going all the way south, he has seen countless so-called Knights and nobles fleeing under his iron hoof. Praying for life in front of him, his face no longer contains mockery, but seriousness. Chief Barbarian Race nodded deeply: "Your head will become my most precious collection!"

So Barbarian Chief Race got off the giant Great White Bear in front of Ryan, and Ryan also chose to dismount. The two opponents stayed there, leaving only the sound of the cold wind blowing across the battlefield. The smell of blood in the wind was very strong, and countless corpses In the middle, Ryan and Birrig are standing opposite each other.

All the fighting around was stopped. The soldiers of Nord and Barbarian Race stopped fighting. A depressing sense of silence enveloped the battlefield, and countless eyes were fixed on the two people who were facing each other. ,

Everyone, whether Nord or Barbarian Race, knows that this momentous moment will determine the outcome of this battle. Both opposing parties are great warriors, and they are the epitome and representatives of their respective race forces.

Teresa, standing on the city wall, realized why Ryan would refuse to go back to the Sky Castle with her. The female warlock covered her mouth with her hand, and the hot tears couldn’t help her beautiful The phoenix eyes slipped, and Emilia beside her also looked shocked.

After a short pause of a few seconds, Ryan suddenly raised his hand, and a very strong psionic light radiated from his hand with full force, shining on Birieg’s body, and Chief Barbarian Race was suddenly The bright light closed his eyes subconsciously, and his skin made a sizzling noise from the burning pain, and the Chief Barbarian Race had to retreat subconsciously.

Ryan took a deep breath and started a charge. The Warhammer in his hand was shining with electricity, and the white Wolf Knight badge on his chest was shining like a star. The Kingdom Knight seized the opportunity to rush towards his enemy, thinking Take this opportunity to kill with one blow.

Years of rich combat experience saved Chief Barbarian Race. He subconsciously raised his shield to resist. The heavy Warhammer slammed on Birieg’s shield, causing pain like a broken wrist and burning from lightning. The feeling made the chief of Barbarian Race scream, taking advantage of the opportunity to block the attack, Birieg swung his tomahawk laterally to counterattack, and the sharp axe blade slashed through the cold air. Ryan had to take back Warhammer, the Warhammer made by iron essence. The hammer handle and the ax blade intersected, and a golden spark emerged.

Taking this opportunity, Birigla drove a distance from the youngster. Youngster's despicable means made him a little chaotic. The Chief of Barbarian Race is adjusting his breathing and preparing to launch the next offensive.

Bi Reg is much taller than Ryan. The Barbarian Race chief who is more than two meters tall has only simple leather armor on his body, which looks like a pile of muscle hills, which contains With the energy of the explosion, Ryan certainly knew what fate he would face once the Chief Barbarian Race adjusted, so he planned not to give Birrig any time to adjust. The Kingdom Knight moved towards Chief Barbarian Race regardless of the spasm-like pain of his body. Rushed over again.

Of course Biriege knew what the youngster was thinking about. Chief Barbarian Race adjusted his pace and exhaled a deep breath. Steam-like mist sprayed from his nostrils, his Tomahawk wanted to sip the Knight's blood, his shield was almost as high as a human, and he was ready.

Warhammer slammed heavily on the shield and was bounced away by Birrig. The Barbarian Race chief was ready to fight back, but at this time, the Kingdom Knight suddenly took out a pair of double pipes from behind the cloak. Fire Gun, pointed directly at Chief Barbarian Race's next three lanes and pressed the trigger.

The chief of Barbarian Race was shocked. He didn't want to lose his fertility and become male and female, so Biriege could only interrupt the rhythm of the counterattack, and barely raised his shield to resist.

"boom!"

The shield protects the vitals, but the Barbarian Race chief still has a bullet hole in his calf. Blood flows out of the bullet hole, and Ryan fires the gun. With a throw, took advantage of the situation and carried out a series of blows.

The wound seems to have eliminated the traces of Birieg’s rational thinking. He restored his previous primordial instinct and charged more ferociously. The two fought together, accompanied by a series of blows and followed closely. Parry, dodge, and reorganization continue to unfold between the opposing sides, and the quick movements in the duel make it difficult for the surrounding soldiers to see their silhouettes.

Only the constant roar and the sound of metal collision, and the sparks splashing in the air said it all: The last hope of this city is battling the Barbarian Race chief.

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Thirty minutes later, the young Kingdom Knight realized that he was losing, both of his hands had begun to lose strength, and his body was slowly changing Numb, he could feel the blood sprayed from deep in his throat and the smell of rust in his mouth, his power was declining, his legs had become stiff, but his opponent was still launching a powerful offensive against him.

"Ah!!!" Ryan took two steps back under Birie's powerful attack. The numbness of his arm made him almost unable to hold Warhammer. Blood spurted from his throat, and White Wolf Knight forced it. After swallowing the blood again, he forced his hands to grip Warhammer's hammer handle tightly.

"Nord's hero? Ryan the sledgehammer? You are not my opponent~" Brig did not show any fatigue. The tall silhouette of Barbarian Race chief approached Ryan, Barbarian's footsteps. It is ringing the death knell of Ryan's end.

The Barbarian Race chief used his triumphant technique-Tornado Slash, the constantly turning axe blade pushed Ryan's defenses one by one. Legendary's high-end Barbarian Race chief surpassed both in wrist strength and endurance. There are many Ryans, and White Wolf Knight is still too young. He is over fifty years old this year. His age is almost double that of Ryan. With the rich and bloody combat experience and the divine force blessing from the blood god, Ryan feels The chief of Barbarian Race has the power of The earth shook and the mountain quivered with every strike, Legendary Level 1. Every step up, there is a huge difference in ability. He can temporarily gain advantage through some small tricks, but over time , The gap in hard power must make Ryan a disadvantage.

White Wolf Knight retreated again and again, with shallow wounds on his shoulders and arms, muscle cramps, and blood surges.

The championship matchup failed! Am I going to lose?

Ryan's eyes are gradually blurred, is he about to lose?

No, I can’t fall down here!

I will never lose in this duel!

father, what should I do? !