The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 403 The Last Samurai (Nodo Edition)

Araclai is a military fortress built by the Noldor elves who fled to the continent of Pendor after the Titan War, and it is also their only foothold in this world.

As a servant race of the Sindar elves, the Noldor elves did not have the magical talents of their noble compatriots. Instead, they had high-quality rune craftsmanship and first-class archery.

Although Rohan's need for rune magic is no longer as urgent as it used to be after absorbing the magic inheritance of the elves of Ain El, who would dislike having a large collection?
"It's stupid enough to choose to send cavalry out of the city to fight. It seems that the Noldor Elves have really been pushed to the point of desperation by me."

In the sky, Rohan looked at the Noldor elf cavalry in the black forest below who were gradually gathering towards the periphery with some surprise. Obviously, he did not expect that the opponent would use such a primitive way to fight.

You must know that in the last Pandor unification war, Rohan, who had not yet become the god of the mist, had to choose to suspend the attack because he was afraid of the Noldor elves' familiarity with the Black Forest terrain and various magic props.

Over the years, his tactics against the Noldor elves have been to seal off the entire Black Forest, while constantly sending elite assassination troops to hunt down the Noldor patrols who left the forest, and conduct some research on the way:
The entire Black Forest is like a testing ground for alchemists. The grass trials and various transformation experiments from the wizarding world have created a large number of demon hunters, who were thrown into the Black Forest by the alchemists of Rohan to fight with them. The Noldor elves fought to obtain more experimental data by the way.

Although there is a terrifying failure rate of seven out of ten in the Green Grass Trial that created the demon hunters, compared to their impressive combat power, these losses are nothing to Rohan.

After all, in terms of a war of attrition, who can compare to him who controls several world resources?

Just as Rohan in the sky was looking down at the entire Black Forest in search of Aracle Castle, the Pendor officers in the trenches had also noticed the approach of the Noldor cavalry through their flashlights:
"Musketeers fix bayonets, machine gunners prepare!"

"Go on the bayonet!"

"Machine guns at the ready!"

After receiving the order, the Pendor musketeers in the trench began to attach bayonets to their muskets, and then put the muskets on the sandbags and pointed them at the looming Noldor elves in the distant forest.

And the machine gunners had already put their hands on the rocker of the rotary machine gun. At the same time, feeling the tension of the grip soaked in sweat on their palms, they couldn't help but glance at the flintlock pistol next to them.

Although they have been trained in advance, this is the first time they have used miniguns in such a large-scale actual combat, so it is inevitable that they will have some distrust of new weapons, and they will trust the previous weapons more.

However, compared to their distrust of the revolver in their hands, the Noldor elves who were secretly observing in the forest were more confused and ignorant:

"Without those damned demon hunters, we only need to use the rune barrier to resist the first round of musketry, then the Twilight Knights can directly rush into the grave they dug for themselves and slaughter them all!"

"Don't be careless, we haven't figured out what those weapons that are a circle larger than muskets are, and the one in the sky should be the lord of the dark elves. He shouldn't be so stupid."

"Then what should we do, let their artillery force out the position of Ella Clay?"

……

In the Black Forest, several Noldor nobles were looking at the Pendor soldiers huddled in the trenches in the distance with disgust. At the same time, they did not forget to look at Rohan in the air with vigilant eyes.

They did not forget the tragic history of Rohan beheading the Noldor Lord Ildarian on the edge of the Black Forest and massacring thousands of Noldor warriors on the battlefield.

After thousands of years of reproduction, the remaining people of the Noldor elves have had intricate relationships with each other, and most of them are close relatives and friends.

And Luohan's killing at the beginning can be said to be directly on the revenge list of every Noldor elf!

The leading Noldor noble looked deeply at Rohan, who was as carefree as no one in the sky, and then took out the rune bow beside his leg and ordered to the Twilight Knights present:
"We can't act recklessly. That guy is a strong man who once killed His Excellency Ildarian, not to mention that he has a group of demon hunters who are no less powerful than us, so we must act with caution.

Asrundir gave us runic armor against muskets, so the only thing we need to guard against is the magic of the drow lords and witchers, so I'll stay and hold them back.

And your goal is to destroy as much as possible the artillery that may threaten the position of Alaclay, and buy time for the evacuation of the Noldor! "

After finishing speaking, the Noldor nobleman drew an arrow shining with magic light from his quiver and put it on the bowstring, and then resolutely rode the Noldor elf horse under his crotch towards the trench in the distance.

And the other twilight knights were not to be outdone, they were also equipped with sophisticated Noldor composite bows and elf rune armor, and followed the Noldor nobles and rushed out of the Black Forest.

The weapons and equipment on them are rare ancient holy artifacts even if you look at the entire Noldor tribe, because they will be the last batch of Noldor elves left in Pendor.

As the last lord of the Noldor, Aslanduil knew very well that the strength of the dark elves could not be resisted by the Noldor who had already set in the west, and the only way to survive was to escape from Pendor!

Although this kind of action will cause the Noldo tribe to fall into a wandering situation again, it can at least ensure that the Noldo tribe can continue instead of becoming slaves of the dark elves.

In order to buy time for the Noldor who were evacuating Pendor by boat from the harbor, warriors had to be sacrificed:

"For the Noldor!"

Accompanied by the sound of roaring horseshoes and the roar of the Noldor elves, the Twilight Knights, who symbolized the last heavy cavalry of the Noldor, rushed out of the Black Forest and rushed towards the trenches in the distance.

In the past, I am afraid that no Noldor elves would be willing to ride into Pan Deren's heavily guarded trenches, because such behavior would undoubtedly be shot into a sieve by the opponent's muskets.

But now that he has the will to die, there is nothing to be afraid of!
shhhhh--

Countless deadly and precise arrows were continuously shot from the rune bowstrings of these twilight knights, easily piercing through the steel helmets of Pendor musketeers hundreds of meters away.

As the oldest warriors among the Noldor elves, the Twilight Knights are able to use these rune bows to the extreme, so powerful that even Rohan in the sky feels a faint threat! "It's really brave. It's a pity that you are unwilling to accept surrender. Otherwise, I really hope to have a strong horse archer like you."

Rohan looked at the Noldor knights below who were approaching the trench with some regret. Although he was annoyed by the opponent's willingness to die rather than surrender, he also appreciated this tenacity very much.

Compared with the elves in the Warhammer world, although the Noldor elves also have the inherent arrogance and pretentiousness of the elves, they have this kind of compassion and unity that is different from the Warhammer elves.

According to the historical process in the original book, these powerful and proud warriors will eventually respond to the call of the Son of Prophecy, assist the other party in defeating the snake god that once led to the demise of the Sindar tribe, and finally gain the goodwill of mankind.

However, it is a pity that the relationship between Rohan and the Noldor elves is doomed to end in blood and war since Rohan's captain of the bodyguard, Ange, was killed by the violent Noldor Lord Ildarian:
"Everyone is here, ready... to fire!"

Seeing the Noldo Knights who had broken through within a hundred meters in an instant, Officer Pan De, who was hiding in the trench, finally issued a combat order at this moment, decisively swiping down the saber he held high.

And those machine gunners who had already aimed their crosshairs at the Noldor elves also began to shake their grips one after another, and at the same time drove the bullets in the magazine to shoot out from the barrel.

In order to prevent the Noldor elves from attacking the artillery positions, Rohan specially transported all three hundred newly-produced rotary machine guns from the arsenal to Pender, and now it's time to play their role:
Da-da-da-da-

The smoke continuously sprayed from the gun barrel instantly enveloped the entire trench, and the machine gunners could not even use the sights to ensure that their sights were aimed at the enemy, so they could only roughly aim at the enemy's position.

However, even so, the metal storm continuously ejected from the gun barrel is enough to be called the warmest hospitality for those Noldor knights who are charging at full speed!
Almost at the moment when the gunshot rang out, hundreds of Noldor warhorses had been punched out in a series of blood holes, and eventually even the masters on their backs fell to the ground uncontrollably!

"charge!"

Hearing such intensive and uninterrupted gunfire, the leading Noldor noble immediately felt bad, but the situation at this moment could not allow him to hesitate any longer, so he could only bite the bullet and give the order to charge.

He was betting that the damn muskets in the hands of these Pendors would soon run out of ammunition, and in the end they could only fall into a tragic hand-to-hand fight with them.

In close combat, it is in our favor!

However, it is a pity that Anson has long considered that the rotary machine gun may have insufficient vitality, so he uses a magazine that can hold [-] rounds of bullets, and can be replaced only by plugging and unplugging.

Da-da-da-da-

The shooting of hundreds of rotary machine guns seemed to be a god of death that could never stop. The so-called battle quickly turned into a one-sided massacre:

Although the Elven Rune Armor was indestructible, it couldn't take care of all the defensive positions. Therefore, hundreds of Noldor Elf horses that lost their riders quickly lost their air and rampaged on the battlefield, continuing to rush towards the trenches.

Fortunately, the positions of the rotary machine guns were all arranged by Rohan on the commanding heights of the trenches, so these Noldor elf horses only caused riots in the trenches and did not cause much impact.

Looking at these golden war horses with soft body hair and strong limbs, Rohan couldn't help but slowly descended from the sky with a smile on his face, and then scolded the musketeers who raised their guns at the Noldor elf horses:

"Reserve team, let me lead them all. These are precious high-quality war horses. Feed me with the highest quality forage. When the time comes, send them to the Military Academy for selection!"

You must know that Rohan has been envious of these Noldor elf horses for several years. Compared with ordinary war horses, these elf horses have weak magic flowing in their bodies, and their speed and endurance are the best.

Although the Noldor is unwilling to submit to him, he can definitely form a ranger army of his own as the capital to fight against the cavalry kingdom of Ulthuan, Ayrion in the future!
"As ordered!"

Hearing Rohan's order, the Pande musketeers who served as the reserve team hurriedly led the horses running around, and then led them out of the trench.

How could the haughty elf horses allow strangers to touch them, so several musketeers were all turned upside down by those who were thrown by these war horses, filling the entire trench with joy.

However, the Noldor elves on the other side of the main battlefield were not so lucky at all:
call~
Accompanied by bursts of pungent gunpowder smoke and the wailing of war horses, the entire grassland outside the Black Forest was filled with horrible scenes of corpses strewn across the field, not even any standing living things.

Although most of the Noldor elves who fell from their horses struggled to get up and continue fighting, almost all of them were knocked down by the subsequent dense rain of bullets, and they could only fall to the ground weakly and die slowly.

The blood of the noble elves in the past was splashed wantonly on the blood-red grass, and under the bright sunlight, it looked like a bush of blooming roses, which was incompatible with the surrounding green grass.

And those elves who fell on the ground were like sleeping angels, using their flourishing beauty to bring a perfect end to this eerie bloody garden.

After a while, several Noldor knights who still had enough energy struggled to stand up from the strange flowers, and then looked at the sea of ​​corpses around them with a desperate look:
"How is it possible... what kind of musket is this?"

The Noldor nobleman, who was lucky enough to survive the hail of bullets, stood up holding the long sword in his hand. He stared blankly at the familiar faces and the bloody bullet holes on their bodies.

No intact corpse could survive this catastrophe, even those elven girl rangers who were once regarded as treasures by the nobles would only become nutrients for the future of this land.

"You didn't have any chance of winning at the very beginning, so just surrender obediently now."

Just when the Noldor noble's head was buzzing from the excitement of the scene in front of him, a figure descending from the sky suddenly appeared in front of him, and the words he said made him clench his teeth in hatred to the point that his gums were bleeding without even realizing it:
"If you were able to surrender obediently a few years ago, instead of killing my adjutant, maybe now we should sit at the wine table and have a good talk...Of course, the talk is still about your surrender."

"……why?!"

"Why... I don't know, maybe it's because you are like proud little ghosts walking in the slums with gold bricks, and you are only worthy of being taken home by villains like me and used as puffs?"

(End of this chapter)