The undead roared, and the tide of corpses came. On the Tsar's Avenue, at the forefront of the legion, the captain of the Norse Guards, Serta, roared loudly. The next moment, countless zombies, ghouls, and bats rushed towards the Northern Allied Forces, who were waiting for them.
At this moment, countless undead almost swamped the Northern Army. Like a black mudslide, they instantly flowed through the streets and alleys of Kislev City. Under the crazy surging tide of undead, they stood firm.
Northern battle flag.
On the battle line, the sound of weapons clashing was as continuous as a heavy rain.
"Form up! Brothers, if you don't want those humans to look down on us, then fight to the death! Those who escape today will dishonor the name of our ancestors!"
On the Steel Street, the dwarf Iron Breaker Grondy held his battle shield tightly, raised his battle ax high and roared. Behind him, hundreds of fully armed dwarf warriors also held their battle shields tightly, stood densely, and stared straight ahead. The oncoming enemy
, not an ordinary wave of undead corpses, but a chariot of death...
Several ghost horses pulled the heavy bone chariot, galloping towards them at a terrifying speed.
Grondy knew that this was definitely the most dangerous situation he had ever encountered in his life. However, he had fallen before when the greenskins invaded. This time, he could not fall again. Otherwise, he would not even be qualified to become a butcher.
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The armor covered with scars is a symbol of his glory and a witness to the past glorious years. For this glory that belongs to the dwarf, he is willing to fight to the end, and he must fight to the end. If he wants to break through the defense line, he must step over me! Grondi
I shouted to myself in my mind.
Finally, the Death Engine chariot came madly. The roaring ghost horses and the huge chariot instantly knocked the dwarf warriors in the front row away. Some dwarf warriors were knocked into the air, jumped up and landed, while some were directly hit by the ghost.
The war horses trampled them, and when the dwarves stabilized their front, they discovered that they were not only attacked by the Death Chariot, but also by the black knights who were also wearing heavy armor and holding heavy weapons... In the sky, huge ghost beasts roared.
Afterwards, groups of dwarf warriors were thrown away when they landed. The strong armor was torn apart by the terrifying undead beast, turning into steel fragments and sliding from the fingertips of the beast. At the same time, there was also the strong blood and flesh of the dwarves...
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"No!"
Grondy roared loudly, but he was injured all over and was being trampled under the feet of a black knight. The black knight held a sword in both hands and blue will-o'-the-wisps were burning in his eye sockets.
"Come on, join us..."
The Black Knight whispered, and just as it was holding its sword and stabbing, Grondi struggled to grab the battle ax that was left on the ground, and before the Black Knight's rune sword could stab it, he smashed the ax into its face.
The rune sword grazed Grondy's cheek and plunged into the ground. The dwarf warrior then stood up with difficulty and kicked over the black knight who had just stepped on him.
On the Avenue of the Tsar, the battle between the Northern Allied Forces and the undead army entered a fierce battle. Countless ghouls and zombies rushed up in waves, but were resolved time and time again by the most elite Norscan Guards and the Northern Vanguard Army.
, at the same time, from behind the street, waves of arrows flew in. The northern archers and the crossbowmen of the Black Rose Knights fired at the same time. Arrows rained all over the sky, and on the street, corpses piled up in mountains.
Finally, a group of knights charging desperately emerged from the chaotic crowd - the Bear Knights, son of Esun.
Eighty-eight Northern Bear Knights followed their leader, Lord Lawn, into the battlefield. The battle flag of Blackhammer Castle fluttered in the cold wind. The white flag was stained with the color of blood.
The undead are roaring, the soldiers are roaring, and the world in front of them is blood-red. There are broken limbs and corpses of dead soldiers everywhere. Everywhere you can see, there are undead...countless undead...
Rhodes roared, and the white bear Ursok charged angrily, knocking away layers of undead, with only killing and revenge in his blood-red eyes. The sons of Esun, the bear knights, led by their leader, sprinted all the way, like a blood-red sword
With his sharp sword, he cut a passage through the tide of undead corpses, directly reaching the Bandhavgarh Palace.
"For the King in the North!"
The knights shouted, and the war bears roared, tearing apart the zombies and ghouls around them one by one... Blood was sprinkled on the bear knights, flowing down the armor and flowing on the soles of their feet.
Sibes smashed the skull of the approaching ghoul with a hammer, and black blood spurted out from the broken head. Vergil held a long sword in his hand, thrust the blade into a zombie, and then stepped on the fallen corpse.
, pulled out the knight's long sword. More and more knights fell down on the charging road. At the end of the Tsar Avenue, the palace gate was already open. However, the distance of 100 meters became the obstacle for the bear knights.
Nightmare. They received the most brutal survival training in the cold snow and ice, and underwent countless tests of swords, ice and fire on the bloody battlefield. However, at this moment, they still could not completely crush the undead. Because of the enemy's
Their number is dozens or hundreds of times...
Rhodes roared angrily, and the battle ax drew one after another shrill lightning in the air, and all the undead creatures approaching were smashed into pieces... Fifty meters, twenty meters, ten meters... Finally, the King of the North brought
The remaining half of the bear knights rushed to the entrance of the palace.
What was displayed in front of Rhodes was an extremely gorgeous palace. He had been here many years ago. At that time, everything was still a world of living people, but now, it was filled with the atmosphere of death and decay.
"Brothers, follow me and rush in! For Kislev!"
At the gate of Bandaga Palace, Rhodes raised his arms and roared. He took the lead and rushed into the palace.
Thunderbolts of electricity surrounded him, and infinite power surged through his body. He knocked away a skeleton guard with one punch, and split a barren tomb guard with an axe. This monster that once threatened his life in the crypt is now under the Bear God.
In anger, it was instantly destroyed.
There are countless broken bones and internal organs under the feet, and there is a blood-red ceiling above the head. This King's Avenue leading to the Ice and Snow Winter Palace is also a road of death made of blood and bones.
After hacking to death the last black knight, finally, the door of ice and snow opened in front of everyone.
Dots of blue light shine from the main hall of the Ice and Snow Winter Palace. Even if it is just light, it makes people feel bitingly cold.
With wounds all over his body, Rhodes walked into the Ice Queen's hall panting.
Under the dome, a beam of white light shines in, lighting up the circular floor in the center of the hall. Behind this white light is the Ice Queen - Katarina - sitting on the throne of Kislev.
"Our great warrior is here. Moreover, he brought a group of people... Rhodes, did you ask them to die?"
After the white light, Queen Catalina's joking laughter came from the throne.
In sharp contrast to the immaculate queen, are the northern knights covered in blood. Each of them is scarred, the weapons in their hands are stained with the blood of the enemy, and the armor is stained with their own blood and the blood of the enemy.
Red Catalina could feel the warmth that broke into the cold hall. It was the breath of life, the sound of heartbeat, the perfect rhythm, the ups and downs, the perfect prey...