Chapter 246 Defense of Erengrad III
The Iron Wolf waiting in front of the city gate took out a bottle of vodka from the magic bag and stretched out his hand to hand it to the Lothern sea guard next to him,
"Pointy ears, don't you want a sip? You guys, Lothern?" Those sissy wines from Thane are not suitable for a place like this."
Triton looked a little stunned with a nervous expression, and did not dare to refute being called sharp ears. This human being even the high-level dragon prince Agthel bluntly criticized sharp ears.
"Your Excellency Iron Wolf, don't you have any worries?"
Triton, who had fought two naval battles with Iron Wolf, didn't know what this human's name was. He only knew that he was called Iron Wolf, but this was a code name, or it might just be a kind of title.
"What's there to worry about? My life in the past was much more exciting than here. I ate, slept, learned magic, and fought demons in my free time. You pointy-eared people just live too easy a life, and you actually get nervous about even this trivial matter." Seeing this sea
guard Without taking his own wine, Tie Lang didn't hesitate. He opened it and drank a few more sips. Unfortunately, the Dragon's Breath wine he brought was cheaper than Masnot's, otherwise he would still be infected.
But thinking of Masnuo, Tie Lang paused in his drinking. He had been out scouting for such a long time and had not returned yet. He hoped that there would be no accidents.
Mishan looked much more stable than Iron Wolf. He stood in front of the Triton position, holding the Storm Spire in both hands, and his scarlet scarf never faded.
When Triton saw Tie Lang still drinking as if nothing had happened, he plucked up the courage and said, "Please give me a sip."
Tie Lang's eyes had some novelty in them, and these pointed ears from Eitain were not generally like this. Yes, he played one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, but he could play it more smoothly than anyone else, but he didn't refuse and took out another bottle from the magic bag.
After receiving the wine, Triton opened the cork and took a cautious sip. The pungent and spicy taste immediately made his face flush, but even so, he still resisted the urge to spit it out and drank the wine.
And after he took a sip, the people next to him seemed to be affected, and they all took the bottle of wine in an attempt to find courage from Iron Wolf.
The sound of the city gate being hit had already been heard. It was obviously the beating of the battering ram. Iron Wolf gestured to the rear, indicating to open the city gate, and then patted the sea guard on the shoulder, "Don't die,
you You have to remember, you still owe me a bottle of wine, and I will take it back when I return to Ulthuan."
After saying that, regardless of whether Triton responded or not, he and Mi Shan walked to the passage of the city gate. .
Haiwei took back the empty wine bottle and put it in his backpack. He watched the two warriors walk to the front. He could not imagine what kind of strength and courage would allow Mishan and Tie Lang to dare to stop the two warriors with their bodies. An army like a tidal wave.
"Make a bet?" As the city gate slowly opened and the Kurgans picked up their shields and battle axes to charge, Iron Wolf still had time to chat with Mishan.
"Okay." Both of them knew what the bet was. The condition for victory was who could kill enough enemies.
After finishing speaking, the two men rushed forward head-on. The sea guards' arrows were fired neatly, hitting the enemy's weak point accurately, including the body not covered by the shield and the eyes under the leather helmet. If an ordinary person was hit by this precise and fatal shot, Arrow may have died instantly, but the elves before them were the Kurgan, true believers of the Chaos Gods, and the greatest Chaos invasion in Kislev's history.
The person who was hit didn't seem to be affected at all. He was still singing the unique war song of the Endless Grassland and rushed into this path of death without hesitation.
Mi Shan and Tie Lang rushed into the enemy's siege under the cover of arrows.
This time, Storm Spire was no longer as deadly and precise as before, and seemed extremely violent and bloodthirsty.
It tears the enemy in half and then cuts it down, destroying the enemies next to it.
Mishan's face was full of indifference, and he allowed blood and severed limbs to scatter around him. The way he waved the sword was more like using a war hammer, slashing with all his strength.
"Hahahahaha." Iron Wolf let out a loud laugh. After slashing the enemy with the long sword in his right hand, a halo of flame emerged from under his feet and hit the surrounding enemies. All those who touched him flew backwards.
Flames suddenly burst out of his free left hand. He raised his arm high and emitted a cone-shaped flame with a diameter of four meters like a jet. The firelight illuminated his laughing face very brightly. Together with the countless wailings from the passage, it made it even more... Horrible.
The sea guards were cooperating with the two men's attack. They put their shields behind them, put long arrows on their bowstrings, and concentrated their firepower to fire towards the city gate. At this moment, the wide city gate became a restricted area of life, covered with lightning and flames. Hei Tan's corpse, even if it barely escaped the attack of the two people in front, would immediately die under the bow and arrow.
As the city gate was gradually being defended, bursts of chaotic footsteps on the ground came from outside the city, mixed with indistinct screams and shouts. The Kurgan people sent out Chaos Trolls. These brainless and tenacious creatures will definitely be able to Stop two people at the city gate and help others enter Erengrad.
"It seems that we have been underestimated." As he spoke, Iron Wolf used his combat boots to trample the survivor under the spell to death, letting him gather with his miserable compatriots, and then looked at the chaos pouring into the interior. Troll. The bodies of those armored trolls were covered with various boils and pustules, and saliva continuously flowed from their jagged teeth in their wide-open mouths. Their huge bodies and giant clubs in their hands proved their identities as humanoid monsters. , rushing into the passage awkwardly on two legs.
There were so many of them, it seemed at a rough glance that there were at least thirty of them charging together with the Kurgans.
"How many have you killed?" Mi Shan didn't care about Tie Lang's words, but instead paid attention to the outcome.
"About five hundred and seventy."
"These trolls should be counted separately, just one to ten." Mishan, who didn't want to lose, chose to take the initiative. Iron Wolf relied on spells to quickly kill off the enemies, but it had a huge advantage, and These trolls might just be the way to even things up.
As for whether he would be in danger, Mishan never thought about this question. The demons in the sanctuary were much more powerful than these trolls, and they would still turn into corpses.
Iron Wolf, Mishan and the sea guards led by them have relieved a lot of pressure on Erengrad. While the Dragon Claw Ballistae has enough power to attack the Chaos Dwarf artillery that is trying to move, it can also be equipped with small siege crossbows and switch to shotgun mode to eliminate the ground. soldiers, which gradually reduced the number of enemies on the city wall.
But this made Damian feel very unhappy. Since he defeated the big demon named Skarbrand last time, he felt that he always had a strong desire to fight, or a desire to kill, and trained with others along the way. He accidentally hit someone and was seriously injured. Although Imrik had used some methods to suppress this impulse, it came back when he was fighting these Chaos believers.
He grabbed the Kurgan's head, and with such force, the helmet and brain were crushed into pieces, splattering on the repaired Armor of the Immortal King.
Damian licked the blood splattered on his lips, preparing to completely release the killing desire in his heart.
The barbarians jumped into the siege tower, like a steel beast entering the flock. With the sound of metal collision, they killed the Kurgans who were preparing to attack, and then the siege equipment wrapped in chaos steel It was chopped into scrap metal from top to bottom, and fell backwards helplessly.
After taking care of the siege tower, Damian turned to look at the crowd preparing to pour in outside the city. He covered his great sword Grandfather with both hands, roared violently and immediately rushed forward.
The Kurgans saw a man defeating the siege tower with only strength. Although they were a little overwhelmed, they immediately reacted and attacked him one after another. The overwhelming roar spread throughout the battlefield.
"For Chaos! For the Eternal Chosen! For Kurgan!"
A battle around the city gate began. As long as this key position is won, street fighting will not be possible with the distribution of buildings in Erengrad. This means that This means that as long as they defeat these three people, they can win.
The Kurgans began to invest their real elite forces. A large number of Chaos Warriors' Chosen Ones entered the battlefield armed with giant axes and halberds. In addition to ballistae and artillery that could be fired from time to time, they could pose a threat to them from a distance. , approaching the most chaotic part of the battlefield unscathed.
They began to surround the dark trio, trying to defeat each of them. After the halberd blocked the attack, several battle axes were chopped from different positions.
After the Dark Trio gradually fell into a sea of enemies, many lucky people arrived in the inner city, but what greeted them were the spears and shields of the Triton.
The fighting began in the inner city, and Asur's invincible spear did not disappoint at this moment. The sea guards withdrew their bows and arrows, and began to advance forward driven by the rhythm of drummers and horns. The spear blocked the enemy's attack. After reaching a safe range, the people in the back row stabbed the weapons in their hands into the enemy's throat or eye sockets.
The front is gradually advancing. The task of the sea guards has been completed, and the next step is the responsibility of the cavalry.
After the drummers and horns suddenly changed their rhythm, the sea guards who were experienced in war immediately separated in an orderly manner to both sides, quickly leaving an open space.
The joint impact force composed of silver-helmeted knights and winged cavalry has been preparing for a long time. The leader of the dragon prince raised the fire dragon battle flag high and led the soldiers to prepare to push back.
The cavalry began to charge towards the city gate. Behind them were a large number of poorly equipped Kislev soldiers. These people were full of faith and believed that the motherland would not fall so easily.
The Vaal priests and patriarchs used their remaining strength to bless these warriors. Silver and fiery red light appeared on their armors. The silver-helmeted knights clamped their legs and rushed toward the enemy with their lances raised, like a streak of silver. A torrent formed, and the hussars were not to be outdone. The strong wind brought by the high-speed movement blew over the wings behind them, making a harsh metallic whistle.
Soldiers from both races unite here for the fate of the world, just to keep hope alive.
(End of chapter)