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Dark clouds are hovering in the sky, black mountains are swaying, and clouds are flying around the ancient battlefield.
At Blackfire Pass, the only way for greenskins to invade the empire, a battle is taking place.
The lightning and thunder sky was full of the sound of spells exploding. Wizards from the empire were engaging in spell duels with green-skinned shamans and goblin shamans one after another. When the empire's artillery roared,
When the sound was heard, the green-skinned trebuchets and goblin throwing devices also fired at each other, each time plowing deep trenches in the opponent's formation.
"Waaagh!"
"waaaagh!"
"waaaaaaaaaaagh!"
Rushing like the sea, as majestic as the mountains, and as endless as the starry sky, countless green-skinned armies rolled in from the Blackfire Pass. How many were there? No one knew the number, but everyone could only tell from sight.
Within the range, one could see numerous and endless green-skinned waves swarming towards the human military formation.
At this time, Frederick was riding a pure-blood elf war horse and stood among the Black Stone Guards and the Nuer Iron Armor Army. The Baron held the reins of the war horse and faced Jubal Fok, the commander of the Nuer Iron Armor Army, who was standing behind him.
Justice Noor Theodore Brooke
Na smiled and said: "As expected of the green-skinned guy, who is known as the tumor of the world and the cancer of the world, look at the huge number, not to mention the goblins, even the green-skinned guys, there are just as many as the sea water.
We have truly become the fine sand on the shore.”
"We will be the rock on the cliffs of the coast, my baron." Deep in his heart, just as Galt judged, Jubal Fogg had some objections to Frederick's "dog-licking behavior". Fortunately, he was also like Galt.
As Walter judged, Frederick was young and vigorous after all, and everyone could barely accept it.
"Don't worry, my baron, I will tear any enemy into pieces!" Justice Noor said coldly and calmly.
"Very good." Frederick looked at the big scene in front of him. Thousands of Orcs had already engaged the human army. Halberdiers and pikemen formed a thick battle line, and the green-skinned
The charge was firmly restrained on the narrow road of the canyon,
The musketeers and crossbowmen kept firing, and the bombardment of artillery fire swept across the field. Hundreds of meters of green skin were blown to pieces in this salvo. The cannon sound of the steam tank was so special, like a sweet music.
The music is the same, with every blow a row of greenskins fall down.
"Waaagh! Smash this piece of shit for me!" A group of green-skinned boys approached a steam tank with weapons raised. They forcibly withstood the firepower of the small steam cannon on the tower base and blasted the rough battle ax against the thick steel plate.
, with a bang, the weapon was bounced away, and then, the steam tank retreated slightly, then suddenly moved forward like a pig.
Seven or eight greenskins were instantly swallowed up by the tracks of the steam tank, turning into a large mass of flesh and blood mixed together!
"Oh my god, this iron lump is really evil!" The remaining green-skinned boy quickly backed away.
The imperial scouts and pistol cavalry led all the greenskins to the Blackfire Pass as much as possible. The imperial army knew very well that if they did not stop the greenskin frenzy here, they would sweep across the entire Ivey Land until
The whole empire.
Unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable.
"Giants!" Several giants rushed into the battlefield under the shouts of the green-skinned warlords. They waved their big sticks and swept them to the ground. A row of several meters long halberdiers were blasted into the sky. The imperial provincial corps
He looked at the behemoth in front of him with fear, how fragile the tiny human beings looked in front of this giant.
The giants hardly use any tactics. They only need to raise their big sticks and sweep hard, and two or three rows of infantry will be blasted into the sky. The human formation becomes chaotic, and the green boys and goblins take the opportunity to rush forward.
At this time, the human army will have to pay more casualties.
"Ultimate Alchemy!" Finally, Galt appeared. The royal chief wizard raised his staff of Wolan, and the flying horse flew across the sky like a rainbow. The giant was concentrated by the metal torrent, and it covered its legs in horror.
, the scorching golden molten water engulfed its knees and cut his body into two pieces. Then Galt chanted the magic spell again, and several golden retrievers appeared out of thin air, tripping the giant to the ground: "Go up! Soldiers of the Empire
We! For the Emperor, for Holy Terra!"
"For Holy Terra!" The Eldrad Guards rushed forward bravely, and dozens of fine iron spears penetrated the giant's eye sockets and skull, killing the giant. Then the great alchemist waved his magic wand, and a curtain of light appeared.
Shrouded in war, as the greenskins burst through the veil.
Ten Hellwind rapid-fire cannons have been activated under the control of Nuer engineers. The barrels rotate rapidly, and the tongues of fire are like meat grinders, blasting the green boys into pieces.
Frederick had studied in Nuer for many years and was well versed in the doctrine of fire superiority and cross-fire. Relying on the cliff terrain, he asked the musketeers to cross the formation and deliberately released a narrow passage. When the greenskins thought they were looking for
When the gap finally reached the point where they could fight hand-to-hand with the human shrimps, what was waiting for them was the volley of Nur armored troops. These Nur prides opened fire like a violent storm, and the greenskins were firmly blocked.
Don't move any further.
A giant Anaknari Queen Spider roared forward, and the Goblin Shaman above howled like a little waaagh! With a spell, a green light hit an Imperial Captain, who immediately danced with joy.
Desperately trying to reach out and scratch his body through the armor
The itching came from the uploader, and the moment he relaxed his vigilance, a green-skinned boy came down with an ax and dented his helmet directly, and a stream of bright red liquid sprinkled along his forehead and face, the Empire
The captain immediately fell to the ground, was disemboweled and chopped into several pieces.
"Give me the musket!" Frederick grabbed a long-barreled rune gun from the attendant. The baron raised the gun, held the scope, and pulled the trigger two seconds later.
"Boom!" Two hundred meters away, the Goblin Shaman's head exploded like a watermelon. Accompanied by the excited shouts of the human army, the Giant Spider Queen lost command and was immediately engulfed by the flames of the artillery.
"Take it!" Frederick threw the blunderbuss into the attendant's arms, and then immediately shouted to the cannon gunner next to him: "Move the cannon body eight degrees and twenty minutes to the right, and move the elevation angle up one degree and eight minutes!"
"Yes!" The engineer immediately moved the cannon. He quickly turned the cannon's muzzle and adjusted its elevation.
Next, the cannon opened fire, and the whizzing solid bullets blew a Goblin dive-bombing catapult in the distance into a ball of broken metal.
"The Godfather is back!" The fight in the sky came to an end. A bipedal flying dragon smashed into the green waves with wounds all over its body, killing several green-skinned boys, a dozen goblins and a Goblin Wolf Chariot.
It was smashed into pieces, and the green-skinned warlord fell at the same time.
But on the other side, the Empire's largest gryphon, Deathclaw, was also crumbling. It tenaciously spread its wings to allow itself to land easily, and at the same time, the Emperor of the Empire, Karl-Franz, who was riding on it, could land safely.
"It's the godfather!" Frederick looked at his godfather. In the chaos of the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people were fighting at the same time, the death claws were so conspicuous. The baron's expression quickly turned bad: "Oh no.
Deathclaw is wounded!"
The emperor's best helper was obviously seriously injured, but under everyone's attention, it still landed smoothly. The giant beast blew a hurricane in the air and twisted around in the sky of Black Fire Pass for a long time.
After that, he finally landed smoothly among Rick's guards. Amidst the cheers and shouts of these loyal emperor's guards, Emperor Karl-Franz had just got off the gryphon when he was killed by Marshal Rick.
Heilberg and Flag Officer Schwartzhammer surrounded him.
The emperor was covered in blood. He had just defeated a big greenskin warlord, but the opponent was obviously not the leading warboss, so the emperor's efforts only made the greenskins' offensive slightly slower.
The emperor actually had some regrets in his heart. He felt that he should not have gone out in person to fight with the green-skinned warlord riding a wyvern on the opposite side, causing Deathclaw to be seriously injured. Even if the great griffon's life was not in danger, the emperor had to face it.
He was about to lose his best helper in this war.
"Your Majesty, how is the Death Claw?" Marshal Rick Kurt Helberg asked the emperor. The Death Claw was loaded onto the luggage cart. It will set off immediately and be sent back to Brunswick by the Emperor's attendants.
Go.
"It will definitely be able to fly again." Karl-Franz wanted to force out a smile, but the emperor quickly realized how ferocious his smile would look now, so the emperor did not try again, he just stretched out his hand to the attendant.
There was a large glass of ale, and he drank it down in one gulp. Then he took the reins from the Rick guard, turned over and mounted his own half-blood elf war horse: "How's the battle going, Curt?"
"We are resisting the invasion of tens of thousands of greenskins." Marshal Heilberg frowned: "The current situation is still under control. Our soldiers are all warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. My military will
As tenacious as steel, each of our people can
Five enemies. The greenskins may never realize that their formation is too dense for our fire to fail. Our artillery can find the best shooting target. As long as we can hold the position of Blackfire Pass,
Just let the greenskins do it!"
After hearing this, the emperor felt a little relieved, and he immediately went to a high place to observe the situation.
The Nuer Army and the Thor Army on the left had a relatively easy time. They benefited from the extremely terrifying firepower of the Nuer Army, the tenacious fighting style of the Thor leader, and the endless Qianmen spells of the great alchemist Galt. The green-skinned
The offensive was firmly contained.
Rick's army in the Chinese army is still holding on. Two legions have lost more than half and five legions have suffered more than 30% casualties. However, thanks to the power of the steam tanks and the unremitting fighting of the Franz Guards legion, the imperial army's morale is high.
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On the right wing, the protagonist is a powerful ogre mercenary. This is the famous Big Maw tribe mercenary. They were hired by Marius to fight for the Iveyland. The ogre headed by
The warlord wore an oversized mandarin jacket, trousers, and an enlarged and widened kite-feathered gentleman's hat. He looked like a god of war sweeping away the weak green-skinned boy.
"I think this big guy is so awesome! Kids, come with me." A big green-skinned guy greeted a large group of green-skinned guys. It raised its strong arms: "Let's go, let's go."
Let’s go, let’s walk east, west, south, and don’t look back until we bump into the south wall!”
"Hoo~" General Big Stomach took a deep breath, and it spit out a large ball of flames that surged like a huge wave, blowing the entire group of greenskins into flaming residue.
"For the big stomach god! To eat eat eat eat eat eat eat!"
"For the Gourmet God!" The ogres marched forward bravely.
It was a very strange decision for Marius Leitdorf to let the ogre mercenaries take the lead, but this decision had a miraculous effect. The greenskins were afraid of the powerful fighting power of the ogres, and Ivey
The leader's army was able to get a chance to breathe and space to reload. Twenty-eight cannons and fifteen mortars opened fire at the same time under the order of the elector Marius.
Skin.
"If we can persist like this, we will definitely win the final victory." Heilberg is confident about this.
The situation seemed to be favorable to the imperial army, but the emperor was still frowning. He asked Marshal Rick: "It doesn't look right. Why are there only green boys and goblins attacking us, and the behemoth army only has giants and a small number of soldiers?"
Giant spider, where are the other elites? A green-skinned army of 100,000 people cannot be without a big green-skinned guy, a green-skinned war pig brigade or even a black orc."
"It's not clear. Maybe the green-skin elites are still on the way, or have turned to attack elsewhere?" Heilberg shook his head. Marshal Rick always remained optimistic about the battle situation: "We are heading towards Torrent Pass, Horn Keep, Eternal Peak and Eighth Route Army."
Fengshan has sent out a request for help, maybe the dwarves are fighting with the green-skinned elites."
"I hope so." The emperor was still worried, and he quickly said seriously: "Where are my Rick guards?"
"Right behind you!" Heilberg roared loudly, and hundreds of Reik Guards were ready to go. They shouted together: "For Charlemagne, for the Empire, for Gael Maraz!"
"Where are Ivan and his gryphon knights?" the emperor asked next.
"They are already hiding in the forest over there, ready to attack the enemy from the side at any time, just waiting for your order, my majesty." Heilberg continued.
"Very good!" The emperor finally felt relieved. He knew very well that the empire's heavy cavalry were not riding the kind of good horses from Britannia. They could not keep their physical strength by repeatedly attacking back and forth. Therefore, the emperor's plan was
Hammer and Anvil tactics, the imperial infantry regiments hold the line, use long-range firepower to consume and attack the greenskins, and then use the Riker Guard to bypass the flanks and hit the greenskins on the rear like a heavy hammer, and finally come through the side charge of the Griffin Knights.
Decide the outcome of the battle.
The battle in the next few hours may be the emperor's most difficult battle since the Battle of Blood Pines. The imperial army was like a steel line of defense, firmly blocking the green tide's attack. The surging green tide rolled in like a flood.
Come on, shouting a ferocious war cry, Gorge Mao's strength even overwhelms the praise of the Emperor Charlemagne, waves of thousands of goblins and orcs fall down, and huge savage monsters attack
There are well-trained Imperial infantry in formation.
The human army was not just passively beaten. When the greenskins were firmly blocked by uniform pikemen, sword and shield soldiers or halberdiers, the musketeers behind the military formation warmly welcomed these greenskins with one volley after another.
Guys, the flashing light of black powder and the loud explosion in the barrel are accompanied by the death force of bullets shot out from the black hole of the muzzle. The goblins often scream and retreat when they see the volley. These guys who are greedy for life and fear of death are very interested in shrimps.
Not as scared as our bullets.
But it was difficult for the green-skinned boys to be scared off by the muskets. They forced their way into the Imperial army formation, and even with seven or eight spears stuck in their bodies, they still used machetes and axes to cut into the soldiers' simple breastplates and flesh.
Cut into two pieces, the imperial soldier at this time
The soldiers must hold on until the hammer-and-anvil tactic kicks in, when the Hellstorm rocket launchers and Hellstorm rapid-firing cannons fire together, when the cannons, mortars, and the pig-screaming sounds of the Elector Marius are heard, the greenskin offensive
will be temporarily interrupted.
At this time, the emperor will quickly issue orders, and the knights on foot and the great swordsmen will quickly outflank the enemy, completely destroying the greenskin troops that are still entangled with the imperial front.
The arrival of the Nuer army made the empire's firepower advantage so obvious that within a few hours of the war, all the greenskin's long-range war machine positions had been completely destroyed.
Frederick's artillery genius was fully demonstrated in this battle. The terrifying Baron could directly issue orders for the artillery to adjust the shooting angle by relying solely on visual judgment and mental arithmetic. The heavy cannon "Emmanuelle" from Nuer
"Punch" was fired by the baron himself and shattered the head of a river troll with one cannon.
"For the Golden Throne! For Holy Terra!" The great alchemist Galt led his alchemy apprentices to release spells everywhere on the battlefield. Metal torrents rolled, sheets of flames and meteorites, and lightning fell on the green-skinned military formation.
Among them, the imperial wizards used very dangerous spells, and many imperial soldiers were unfortunately hit by their own spells.
Turned into ashes, minced meat, charcoal or relatively intact corpses, but there is no doubt that the greenskin casualties were greater. From the beginning, there were fewer and fewer big waaagh! spells and small waaagh! spells appearing on the battlefield.
This shows that the great alchemist has taken the initiative in the battle, at least on a magical level.
A few hours later, the greenskin attack continued, and the Imperial Army began to tire. The soldiers who had marched forward felt as if their legs were as heavy as lead, and they could hardly lift the weapons in their hands.
One after another, the legions fell and were swallowed up by the greenskins. One after another, the organized armies were wiped out. The corpses of humans and greenskins were stacked together, almost becoming a solid fence.
At this time, only the emperor himself rode a war horse through the military formations, loudly boosting morale, telling the soldiers that no matter how great the empire is, Brunswick is behind us. We have no way to retreat, and we can only fight to the bitter end!
Leadership +8!
The imperial army struggled to hold on while crumbling.
But the greenskins also began to lose morale. These crazy beasts had left tens of thousands of corpses in the Blackfire Pass. After several hours of hard fighting, the goblins became timid and refused to move forward. The greenskins began to
Feeling boring, they have been attacking for several hours, but they have not entered the vast and fertile plains to burn, kill and loot as the boss promised.
Maybe Brother Goge Mao didn't bless this war?
The observant emperor immediately realized the chance of victory. He felt that it was almost done. Under his order, more than 500 Rick guards all got on their horses. Behind them, there were thousands of imperial knights ready to go.
When the emperor was still hesitating whether to send out the gryphon knights hiding in the nearby woods to end the battle.
In the afternoon, a louder horn sound came from the other end of Blackfire Pass.
The commotion comes from the east.
Under the leadership of more than 800 big green-skinned war pigs, five legions of green-skinned pigs and three black orc legions are joining the battlefield at an extremely fast speed!
Behind them, two giant stone statues that are twenty to thirty meters high are walking into the Black Fire Pass in a way that goes against common sense.
It’s the legendary Gomao Stone Statue!
Before the emperor could take a breath, at the front of more than 800 green-skinned war pigs, the green-skinned warlord, the green-skinned warboss who dominated this giant waaagh! finally appeared, it
He is taller and as strong as Lion's brother Angron,
It is the largest warboss the Emperor has ever seen. Under the ferocious giant warboar hanging under it is the still bleeding head of a Stirland general. The green-skinned warlord is roaring and warcrying the huge warboss.
He raised his battle ax above his head and swung it vigorously, with the pig leading the charge.
"Waaagh!"
"waaaaaaaaaaagh!"
"Young guys! Your boss is here, here comes Wogaz-Ironjaw! Come with me! Crush these shrimps to death! Let us enter!"
"Enter the customs! Enter the customs! Enter the customs!"
The entire battlefield was enveloped by some kind of green energy, and all the greenskins were ecstatic and violent.