The bloody battle lasted for a full four hours before it ended. In the end, under the joint command of Rhodes, Caroline, Giger and Edmund, the Northern Alliance forces surrounded the greenskin troops and massacred them.
They paid a huge price. After a battle, although thousands of green-skinned orcs and goblins were killed, the Northern Alliance also lost more than a thousand soldiers, and there were more than a thousand people with varying degrees of
Wounded. The number of wounded and dead accounted for one-third of the entire force.
What's even more despairing is that after the war, when the soldiers inspected the battlefield and inspected the corpses, they found that there were no high-ranking green-skinned officers at all. In other words, neither Ironhide himself nor Ironhide's personal bodyguards were there.
Participate in this battle. This means that this is probably just an independent green-skin tribe, not part of the iron-skin army at all. Encountering such a separate tribe, Kislev's troops won with difficulty. When they encountered
How could it be possible to win when Grimgor himself led the legion? This truth is so simple that even ordinary soldiers know it...
They won, but there was no laughter. They won, but there was not even a celebration banquet.
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When Grimgor Ironhide heard the news that an entire greenskin tribe had been massacred, it was already half a month later. The greenskin army that was about to attack the capital of Kislev made another strange turn under the leadership of its leader, killing
Towards the north... this is unimaginable to human beings.
The orcs have almost bulldozed the country, and the entire Kislev is struggling to survive. The number of troops in the capital is less than 5,000, the food reserves in the city are insufficient, and the morale of the army is low. Under such circumstances, as long as Ironhide orders an siege, it will take less than a day.
When the time comes, the city of Kislev will be destroyed. Not even the Snow Queen can stop him...
However, at this extremely critical moment, Grimgor Ironhide turned his spear again and rushed north... Was there a problem with his head? Or a mental illness? However, Ironhide did just that... After that, all the orcs and goblins
They began to follow their leader and attack the northern border... This is the greenskin... a race whose thinking is completely different from that of humans...
The retreat of the green-skinned army gave Kislev some time to breathe. Katarina stepped down from the throne, and her tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment.
However, what followed was a lot of problems brought about by the war——
"The food reserves are not enough..."
"Unemployed homeless people started smashing up shops and robbing passers-by..."
"Trade has been interrupted for several months, all kinds of goods are unsaleable, and outside goods cannot be delivered."
"The snow has not completely melted, and spring is about to pass! It's too late to sow seeds! Oh my God, this is a vicious cycle!"
In the palace, all kinds of bad news are conveyed every day. Even the Snow Queen cannot deal with so many difficult things at the same time. The entire Bandaga Palace is in chaos. The troops guarding the city are transferred to the palace to guard and are ready to suppress it at any time.
The hungry mob…
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"Are we just sitting here waiting?!"
Kislev City, Snow Eagle Army Barracks. Young Boris Boka and his father Vladimir were sitting in the lounge drinking wine. Their faces were a bit ugly. The old general Vladimir seemed to have been awake for several nights.
, with a hint of scorched yellow on his pale face. And the young Boris was even more depressed.
Under the influence of alcohol, he couldn't help but mention the current situation to his father - when the Northern Allied Forces were fighting in a bloody battle at Grizzly Bear Castle, Kislev's regular army was indifferent. Now, when the green-skinned army went north to kill Luo
When Germany was defeated, Kislev's regular army remained indifferent.
Why is this? Boris wants to know. Although he has never seen Rhodes with his own eyes, everyone is saying that he is a true chosen son of God, a true northern lord. He has led Ironhide to the north more than once
, saved Kislev. For such a person, why is Kislev, which is so protected, indifferent?
Boris's questions were in sharp contrast to his father's silence.
In fact, it is not that his father Vladimir has not mentioned it to the Queen, and more than once, he proposed to the Snow Queen to lead the shooting army north to support Rhodes in the battle. However, what he got was the Queen's indifference and even anger.
The reply given by the Snow Queen was very simple - the shooting army is used to garrison the capital and must not be transferred to the periphery.
Vladimir, like his son Boris, was a true soldier, born for glory. However, the Tsar's orders could not be violated. Katerina asked all troops to be on standby in the city, and they had to abide by this.
Order. Alcohol can relieve sorrow and temporarily numb oneself, but when one wakes up, the pain and self-blame are still there.
"Father?"
Boris asked, his voice unknowingly getting louder. If they hadn't been the only two people in the lounge, Vladimir would have stopped his son's impulsive behavior.
"Yes, sit here and wait."
Vladimir sighed. He grabbed the wine bottle and drank the wine in one gulp. The remaining wine was sprinkled on his beard, crystal clear.
"I would rather rush out and fight the greenskins, even if I die..."
"You will die meaninglessly."
Boris's high-spirited mood was dismissed by his father Vladimir with just one sentence.
"Father, do you know? I suddenly envy those warriors in the north."
Boris looked solemn.
But the father still didn't speak, using silence to reject all his son's requests.
But Boris couldn't restrain his inner emotions...
"At least they can fight like a real warrior, even if they bleed, they will never escape. Just like the White Bear Lord Rhodes that everyone talks about. I want to be one of his men more and more."
"enough!"
Vladimir finally got angry. He knew that what his son said was right, but some things were not that simple. Even if he thought so in his heart, he could not say some things. Their family had been loyal to the Kislev Tsar for generations, and the North
No matter how great or heroic a realm lord is, he is just a lord after all. A member of the member lord's subordinates cannot say such nonsense.
Boris turned his head and punched the wall angrily. He had thousands of emotions that he could not release.
This punch made Vladimir feel distressed. He silently stood up from his seat, walked behind his son, and touched his son's shoulder with his big and generous hands, but he hesitated to speak.
In fact, he still had a lot to say, and he thought his son had not considered the more cruel realities... There was a famine in the city of Kislev, and mobs were rampant. The Snow Queen had the shooting army firmly at her side, and she also
She has a deeper purpose. She is not only thinking about defending the city. Once the mob escalates and cannot be controlled, the shooting army will become the last line of defense to deter the people. Sadly, as a general of the legion, he cannot lead troops to charge and fight against foreign enemies.
, but he had to stay in the city, commanding troops to fight against and even massacre unarmed civilians... Vladimir was full of contradictions in his heart. He thought that his son Boris was even less prepared for this. After all, he was still a child...