Chapter 232 The Ubiquitous Tzeentch Strategy
At the preset No. 2 encirclement point, eight ballistas and hundreds of archers unleashed their firepower on the trapped enemies. The blood had seeped into the hard soil, killing the last trace of life that might be contained in it.
Looking at the Kurgan cavalry who were beaten by Dragon Claw ballistae and arrows, Imric was a little confused. Could it be that these barbarians really believed in Chaos and became stupid? The people who were chasing Bruni didn't notice it for most of the day. It's a trap.
The flaming pellets and armor-piercing arrows pierced the Kurgans inside without mercy. The Astomin's Net cast by Tigris firmly fixed most of them in place. The coordination was originally here. The traps set everywhere make these tribesmen who believe in chaos miserable.
"I feel something is wrong." Imric said abruptly, and Tigris beside him nodded in agreement.
If the Chaos tribe is really that stupid, it is impossible for the Order race to be so afraid of it. This situation is really weird.
The leader of the Kurgans was pierced by several siege crossbow arrows, but he still held his heavy body and roared at the elves not far away, raising his ax to provoke, obviously intending to have a war showdown.
But the Dragon Prince ignored him. You can't talk about martial ethics when fighting Chaos. If you win, you will lose, and if you lose, you will lose. He waved his hand to signal the crossbow to focus fire on this extremely strong Kurgan. Chaos never talked about it when he was strong. It's ridiculous to think of using martial arts to come back when you're weak.
"Move back the camp, this place must have been discovered." After giving the order, the entire army began to pack up and leave towards the rear. Imrik felt very puzzled by this act of actively giving away people's lives. It was the Eternal Chosen One. It seems normal for Isava Kuhl to run in front of him and engage in a championship showdown. It can't be that this is also Tzeentch's old bird's strategy.
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At the border of the Ostermark Territory, the races with a thousand-year alliance finally met again. This time they came with the same goal, just like many common battles in history.
After nearly 10,000 human knights saw the familiar resolute marching team, they also slowed down their mounts. The knights who had a good relationship with the dwarves had lowered their flags at half-low, which was a sign of respect for the High King of the dwarves.
"What an honor, friend of the dwarves - the descendant of Heldenhammer." The High King on the throne of power greeted the cavalry commander Kristoff. Heldenhammer was the dwarves' name for Sigma.
"May the god of Sigmar, Ulric, bless your body to always be full of strength, respected Lord of the Mountains." Kristoff also performed the proper etiquette towards Erickson, and the human took over the many help from the dwarf, And the reverse is also true. Since the Age of Sigmar, the High King's status in the empire has not been inferior to that of the Emperor.
"I feel relieved to see so many of you heading to Kislev. Originally, I thought you were still engaged in those meaningless throne wars." The High King complained about the War of Three Emperors. The unity of the dwarves made It is difficult for them to imagine the significance of this kind of throne war, and the ruler of the mountain kingdom has always been the Drak Duraz clan of the Eternal Peak. This is the youngest son of the father and mother gods of the kingdoms - the first generation of the supreme king Whitebeard. Snorri's respect and bloodline are very important in the eyes of dwarves.
"Under the leadership of Magnus the Pious, I believe the Empire will be restored to its former glory."
The White Wolf Grand Master revealed the emperor in his heart without leaving a trace. Although Magnus was a southerner, he was Ulric's chosen one. This was much better than those electors who didn't even know how to hold a war hammer.
"The choice of Ulric and Heldenhammer. I was surprised for a while when I heard the news. No one has ever achieved such a feat." The High King did not like to deny other races like his compatriots. Proving the strength of the dwarves and even affirming the pious, he continued,
"But where is the pious man now? I specially prepared a gift for him."
The outspoken Kristoff did not think much and told the High King the location of Magnus, "The Pious ordered me to lead the cavalry to Kislev first. He was dealing with the cursed land of Mordheim. After that, Will rush to the north immediately."
The High King lowered his eyes when he heard this. Should he deal with Mordheim? It seems that this pious man is really different from the electors who fought for the position of emperor. This is a good thing for the dwarves. Maybe next Could also be more supportive.
He looked around. Dwarves and humans were greeting each other in familiar languages, and the most enthusiastic among them was the Burning Heart Knights guarding Sigmar Cathedral. He couldn't help but nodded. The Mountain Kingdom cannot always think of solving problems alone. , human power may be the help.
"Although I would like to drink delicious beer with my friends, the current actual situation does not allow me to do so. You rush to Kislev first, and the dwarves will follow closely."
"Looking forward to fighting together with the dwarves. Just like before, we can always achieve the final victory." After Christoph bowed his head slightly, he stopped greeting each other and continued to lead people from the main road of Ostermark. Heading to Kislev, if we follow this speed, we can reach the city in the day after tomorrow.
But a dwarf's voice interrupted his next move, "Wait a minute."
A shirtless man walked out from behind the Supreme King, with a sky-high orange hair crown on his head. His skin exposed to the cold wind was covered with slender beard-style tattoos. He only had a few metal products on his body that were more symbolic than defensive, including iron boots, Vibranium belt and oath bracers. Kristoff did not recognize this butcher. He could only tell from the tattoos that he came from the Dragonbeard clan of Karak Kaderin.
"I think you won't mind a butcher walking with you." Agrim casually twisted his shoulders, and veins popped out of his rock-hard muscles with this tiny movement.
He saw the small baggage carts drawn by horses in the back row, so he decided to break the routine and experience what it was like. Agrim couldn't wait to see the Glory Star Dragon. If they fought together next, the elves and dwarves would definitely If they don't get together, how can they experience the power of the dragon personally?
Grand Instructor White Wolf asked Xiao Daisy to stop without thinking too much. If he was a pleaser, he would definitely ask the Supreme King for his opinion first, but the joining of a powerful warrior was not a temptation that could be easily rejected.
"Of course, Ulric appreciates every warrior, just like Grimnir."
The High King did not stop Agrim's movements, but looked at Thorgrin next to him to tell him something.
The two dwarves, who would form a deep friendship in the future, exchanged words for a while. Agrim nodded to indicate that he understood, then turned and walked towards the baggage truck.