The mountains lie like giants at the end of the earth, and dark green mist rises above the boundless wilderness.
Under the evil light of Mosrib, Duncanhof Castle continued to appear in the darkness. Countless towers and stone arch bridges were intricately connected together, intertwining into a giant black network.
From within the dark castle, the screams of a banshee can be heard from time to time, like a terrifying blood spider, carefully weaving her giant web in the darkness, killing all prey that enters the trap and sight, and turning them into hers.
Servant.
A black crow stopped on the window sill of the castle, its blood-red eyes turning, staring at the dark sky.
Clouds flowed across the sky like ink, and under the endless night sky were the Kislevian coalition forces that were already ready for action.
The evil moon disappeared into the clouds, and the last trace of green light faded from the sky and the earth...
boom……
Suddenly, a deafening sound of shelling tore through the endless sky.
That was the sound of dwarven flame cannons starting to bombard the City of the Dead.
Accompanied by the loud noise of the flame cannon, the first flame bomb was shot from the top of the mountain and fell rapidly under the influence of gravity. At the same time, the originally blazing shells split in the air, forming a dozen burning projectiles.
It was like a shower of meteors streaking across the sky, lighting up the dark night sky.
Ground troops who received the signal immediately took action.
Outside the originally quiet Dark Gate City, earth-shattering shouts of murder rang out.
The coalition forces composed of Kislev and the Church of Sigmar launched a general attack on Duncanhof City.
The crowd surged like a black mudslide, rushing towards the tall walls of Duncanhof.
When the first flame cannonball fell into the city, blazing red flames immediately exploded in the dense town buildings.
Accompanied by harsh explosions, flames shot into the sky and sawdust flew into the narrow streets and alleys of Duncanhof.
Then, more fire bomb fragments fell into the city, causing more flying debris and sparks.
Viewed from a distance, the originally silent and dark city of Duncanhof was suddenly shrouded in surging red light. Fire bombs fell down, and the splashing sparks were like small erupting craters.
A huge city lights up.
"It's time, Frigoste!"
Accompanied by the deafening bombardment of the flame cannon, Rhodes stood on the highest point of the mountain and called out the dragon's name.
Under the sky shrouded in red light, the giant frost dragon Frigost spread its wings and roared towards us.
In the astonished eyes of the dwarves, they saw Lord Lord Kislev running quickly, jumping off the cliff, and then landing firmly on the back of the ice dragon in mid-air.
Then, amid the roars of dragons, it turned into a small dot that quickly moved away in the night sky, and completely disappeared in the haze.
Only the dragon's roar that penetrated the fog proved that what the dwarves had just seen was not an illusion.
Feeling the hurricane coming towards his face, Rhodes adjusted the direction of the dragon's flight. Below him was the charging Kislevian coalition army. Looking down from the air, the huge Kislevian Sigma Church coalition forces were like a rolling torrent, like a tidal wave.
Surging, it is rushing towards the equally huge Duncanhof, the City of the Dead.
When the dragon swooped down from high altitude and penetrated the clouds, Rhodes once again saw the whole city of Duncanhof clearly.
The huge city of the undead has been ignited in flames by three rounds of artillery fire.
In fact, a layer of fiery red mist has risen in the low altitude.
The tall Duncanhof city wall still isolates the undead defenders inside the city from the Kislev coalition forces outside the city.
"Get down, mate."
Under Rhodes' order, the dragon began to swoop along the depth of the city wall.
The high-speed dive brought a stinging tinnitus, and the strong wind blew up Rhode's long hair, like a wild beast riding on an equally wild frost dragon.
The sudden roar of the dragon attracted the attention of the defenders on the city wall. The undead defenders turned their spears in panic and aimed at the sudden attack of the giant beast in the sky.
However, it was too late.
I saw a huge shadow passing over the heads of the undead defenders.
"Dragon Flame!"
When the distance was close enough, Rhodes gave the command to breathe the dragon's breath.
A dazzling blue light suddenly appeared in the belly of the giant frost dragon Frigoste.
The next second, ice flames full of magical energy erupted from the depths of the dragon's throat.
The dragon's breath, like a hurricane, swept through the undead camp in an instant, spraying all the undead defenders in a straight line above the city wall.
Countless bone fragments and flesh and blood residues splashed and fell from the top of the city wall.
Then, under everyone's stunned gaze, the giant frost dragon flapped its wings and quickly flew high into the sky.
When the crossbowmen of Duncanhof City aimed at it, it disappeared into the bloody mist.
"Attack! Warriors of Sigmar!"
Seeing that the defenders on the city wall had been swept away, on the ground, Archbishop Yuri stood up from his seat with excitement, raised his arms and shouted.
Behind him, thousands of imperial fanatics and whippers, holding chains and hammers in their hands, launched a suicidal charge towards the City of the Dead.
The cry of killing rang out from the wilderness, and outside the Dark Gate, coalition soldiers holding torches poured into the city like a tide.
In the city, countless undead soldiers gathered urgently, their eyes burning with evil blue will-o'-wisps, and countless blue lights converged into a blue ocean.
Outside the city, separated by a wall, are the Kislev and Sigma Church coalition forces charging forward with torches held high. Countless torches shine with orange-red light, like a blazing red tide.
Finally, amid bursts of cannon fire, two fatal gaps were opened in the walls of Duncanhof.
"attack!"
Sibes, the Grand Leader of the Bear Knights, gave the order.
The Knights of the Sons of Esun roared and charged.
The bear knight roared through the rushing crowd and rushed to the front.
Duncanhoff's undead garrison formed a wall of spears at the gap in the city wall. However, the charging formation formed by the violent bear knights instantly broke through this temporary defense line composed of spears and bones.
The spear broke during the charge. Sibes raised his warhammer high and smashed away a zombie that tried to pounce.
The war bear bit a ghoul that was much smaller than it, and tore the ghoul's head off its body. Thick black blood spurted out from the broken neck.
The other bear knights behind him stepped on the headless corpse and entered the city.
Melee began to spread in the city.
Deafening explosions sounded from afar. Sibes looked up to the sky and saw, under the reddish sky, shells wrapped in flames falling into the city from high altitudes, setting off waves.
Turning back to look inside the city, I saw surging firelight covering everything in sight. The undead defenders were almost engaged in the most brutal fight with the ice and snow coalition forces in a sea of fire...