The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 98 The Imperial Expedition
With the support of Emperor Marius, an expedition against the Snake Cult and the Elves was soon launched.

The 12 legions swept across the lands polluted by the Snake Cult, and the soldiers, led by the heroic knights, swept across the entire empire in an overwhelming manner!

Tens of thousands of followers of the Snake Cult lost their lives in this sweep. Facing the powerful imperial army, the believers who were once farmers and mercenaries had no power to resist.

Even the cobra warriors who traveled across the ocean and came to support them from the distant Cubax Empire would not have any advantage in the face of the Empire's 'guided missile' Javelin Knights!
"Quick! Quickly withdraw!"

In the southern part of the empire, in the dense bushes near the village of Fedna, several cobra warriors were covering the evacuation of a priestess of the Snake Cult.

From the scuffs on their green plate armor and the panting steeds, it was clear that they hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Da-da-da-

Hearing a rumble coming from behind, the priestess bit her lips anxiously, and kept whipping the already exhausted steed under her crotch. At the same time, she ordered to the two cobra warriors next to her:

"Go and hold him back, don't let him catch up again!"

After receiving the order, the two cobra warriors immediately pulled the reins, without saying a word, pulled out the terrifying giant axes hanging on their backs, and turned their heads to meet a heavy cavalry behind.

They have received the most rigorous training from the Snake Cult since they were young, and each of them is a powerful fighter. However, when facing this legendary knight who survived, they seemed so powerless.

The Grand Master of the Shadow Legion - Ragnar!

Seeing that the knight was still some distance away from him, a warrior of the Snake Cult suddenly jumped off his saddle, aimed at the big tree next to him and hacked a few times!

Click!

The one-meter-wide tree trunk was severed by the giant axe, and the ten-meter-long tree fell directly towards Ragnar who was rushing not far away.

Facing the uncle who fell to him, Ragnar seemed to have no defense at all, and he still rushed towards them riding the iron-blooded steed under his crotch!

boom--

The tree trunk fell straight in the middle of the road, and the smoke and dust raised instantly caused the two cobra warriors to lose Ragnar's vision. It seemed that this legendary knight was easily crushed to death by the fallen tree?

However, the cobra warriors did not let down their guard. They were originally a Snake Cult battle group with hundreds of people, but now there are only a few of them left, all thanks to him!
"coming!"

The two cobra warriors pulled out their sharp javelins from the sleeves on their backs, and slowly aimed at the mist that was spreading.

Their poisonous snake perception is constantly urging him to stay away from here, but out of love for the priestess and loyalty to the evil goddess, they can only grit their teeth and stick to it!

Click!

A black shadow smashed open the entire tree trunk like an indestructible steel bull, and then saw a black armored knight sitting on a heavy plate armored horse, charging towards them with a black iron spear in his hand!

It was Ragnar who had been hunted down so far!

And the cobra warriors were not to be outdone, the warrior on horseback threw a javelin at Ragnar, and then rushed up with a huge axe.

With the will to die, he has decided to use his body to buy time for the priestess to escape!
It's a pity that some things are destined not to be achieved with a firm will...

The thrown javelin was picked up by Ragnar with a black iron spear in mid-air, and then the speed did not slow down, and his eyes were flushed, killing the two of them!

The Black Iron Spear, forged from the unique ebony steel of Pendor, is world famous for its indestructibility and great quality.

However, the black iron spear in Ragnar's hand was a terrifying spear made entirely of ebony steel. Even the strongest imperial knight would have difficulty lifting it, let alone swinging it.

But such a terrifying weapon was easily swung in Ragnar's hands like an ordinary long stick, and was used to pick up the javelin thrown at him!
"Dead snake, dare to be rampant!"

Looking at the cobra warrior who was about to strike at him with a huge axe, Ragnar roared, and the spear pierced out like a dragon, piercing the plate armor on his body easily like a tofu!

Immediately afterwards, Ragnar pulled out a javelin stuck in his shield, pointed it at another cobra warrior hiding behind the tree stump, and threw it.

The sharp javelin easily penetrated the stake and directly hit the cobra warrior hiding behind!

After doing this, Ragnar left without looking back. He wanted to continue hunting down those priestesses of the Snake Cult to avenge his legion!

Even if he chases all the way into the occupied area of ​​the elves, he will never stop!

———After half an hour, Figner

"Kneel down, you humble short-lived species!"

The personal soldier kicked Ragnar's knee, and Ragnar's knee softened instantly after being hit hard, and he had no choice but to kneel down on one knee.

Seeing Rohan in the room fiddling with the black iron spear that originally belonged to him, and the priestess of the Snake Worship Cult obediently kneeling beside him, Ragnar couldn't help insulting angrily:
"Damn elves, you actually shield the followers of the Snake Cult, you will not end well!"

"Calm down, little guy, obviously you haven't realized yourself as a prisoner yet, look at this beautiful woman next to you, she's much more well-behaved than you."

After pinching the pink face of the priestess, Rohan handed the black iron spear to the soldier next to him, and asked the gray-haired Ragnar:

"So, poor human brother, what made you break into the elf territory in the middle of the night?"

"The territory of the elves?! This place belongs to the great Bacchus Empire, and you, damn pointy ears, are just a lucky guy with shit luck! Bah!"

Ragnar was so angry that he wanted to go forward and spit on the other party's face, but Luo Han pulled the priestess over and stood in front of him!
Priestess: ? !
Suishoujiang treated me like a warm man just now, but now he directly uses me to block his saliva?
After casually throwing the dirty priestess aside, Rohan picked up a glass of milk, looked at Ragnar who was kneeling on the ground, staring at him with resentment, and taunted:

"Your Bacchus Empire is really powerful. You have assembled an army of tens of thousands of people, but in the end you fought fiercely with the Snake Cult. You left us elves aside. Don't you look down on us too much?"

"Hmph, when the empire's legion wipes out the Snake Worship Cult, you will be the next step!"

"Hehehe, it doesn't matter, anyway, the more fun you guys are playing, the more time we will have for preparation."

Now, the Bacchus Empire, the Snake Cult, and Drucci are all fighting fiercely, and reports of casualties reach Rohan almost every day.

And as the party with the least number of advantages, Luohan is naturally happy to see these human beings fighting each other to the death, and he wants to reap the benefits!
Although he has recruited [-] new Pender native human soldiers, he will not naively think that these recruits can compete with the veterans of the Bacchus Empire.

"Snake Worship Cult, Snake Worship Cult... now you need to attract firepower first!"

(End of this chapter)