Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 216 The Demon Seal Battle Duke's Betrayal
After a distance of several miles, the sound of Bretonnian iron hoofs can be heard. When the once brave warrior and the first king Gilles established the Bretonnian kingdom, the days when demons and heresies stepped into the plains gradually faded away, and the great Hirata has been stable for hundreds of years and has not been invaded by evil and destructive forces.

It may be that chaos has come back, or it may be an accident, but people cannot deny that the monsters that could only be met in the ballads have awakened, and they trampled the land of Bretonnia, dishonoring the history and honor of the knights for thousands of years.

An evil thing swept from the forest with a bad wind, and the farmers lost their way among the pain and the terrible evil.

But the situation that Colony is facing now is not worth mentioning in front of the haze of the terrible demonic power leak point. This once prosperous village has now become a huge old locust tree, with twisted threads on the dark bark, And that thing seems to have a soul, hanging the dead on the branches to "hold a banquet" for the demons.

The knights huddled behind the hillside, looking at the situation here, such as chivalrous knights who were newborn calves, already covered their mouths and wanted to vomit.

Death changed this.The former pastures have long been slaughtered and trampled by thousands of pairs of demon claws, turning into a battlefield full of heads.

The air smelled like ashes, and the streams turned to smoky acid.

Sharp howls and death screams have long replaced the original chirping of birds and deer.

"Those bastards and demons." The Duke of Lyonis cursed angrily. Even if he had part of the Norscan blood in his blood, he would not treat the same kind like this, and the most brutal thing he has done is to use war horses Dragging the peasants to their death.

The Duke of Bordeaux clutches the tip of his nose, his wine-drinking nose can't stand the corruption here, but you never feel like he's hesitating to slay demons.

Roel looked at the place that would become the battlefield. Although he disagreed with King Lawn's plan to divide the Duke's power, the reality was that only the king and him had troops to use.

Other dukes have only a small number of personal guards composed of Holy Grail Knights, and their knight orders and main army forces are protected in their own territories.

So Lawn planned to separate the Duke, and Roel's troops took part, and Lawn's troops took part, and finally the Dukes of Lyonnes and Boldero became his supporters.

Is Lawn a fool? Why would two people with conflicts be grouped together?No, he is not unintelligent, but too intelligent. In Bretonnia, chivalry is obviously more recognized by knights than personal conflicts.

If Roel's firearms unit is combined with the Duke of Agen in Gisoleo, or the more staid Bastogne knights, they probably don't have a good view of firearms. On the contrary, the knights of the Duke of Boldro often Being with the cannon, there wasn't much of a problem with the use of gunpowder.

Moreover, Lyonis is accustomed to using explosives because of too many conspiracies and tricks. Compared with personal grievances, conflicts between soldiers are obviously a taboo on the battlefield.

It is also obvious that the two dukes will not delay the possibility of destroying the forces of chaos because of personal problems.

Of course, Raun also has a very good feeling for Roel, because normally the Duke would not be able to wage a large-scale war for the king's territory in order to maintain his dominance.

Although the dukes worship force, such behavior is somewhat thankless for them.

But Roel was not that kind of person. His eyes were farther away, and he could even see behind the fog that Lawn couldn't see clearly. Lawn couldn't help but marvel at the wisdom of this young man.

And Roel is very clear that the Duke is responsible for huge rights, but if he wants to match such rights, it means that he needs to be responsible for one territory. This kind of thinking is the threshold of the Duke, and it is also the morality of the heroes and nobles of Bretonnia. .

If it weren't for the crisis of annihilation, he would definitely reject the request of Meroving, Duke of Musilon, but now he has no choice.

This is not righteous, only he came to know it clearly, he watched his lover Elena come back from exploring the way, the scouting work is still going on, although it is strange to use his beloved like this, but for the elves, there is no such thing as more respect her way.

Elena said. "There are about [-] demons, and there is a building that resembles the Beastmen's Myriad Demon Rock. The Chaos Gate here seems to be built with dimensional stones after the Beastmen slaughtered the humans here."

The Duke of Lyonis angrily smashed the table in front of him. Lyonis is directly bordered by the largest forest in Bretonnia, and the Beastmen's loss to them is self-evident...

"asshole…"

It's rare to see such humanity, but Roel kept silent, just looking at the horrible things in the distance, like hell.

"A round of bombardment destroyed the giant tree, then the knights held the high ground, and the guards shot the demons."

"My troops are blessed by the gods and can destroy demons. Their resistance to physics is not strong. If the situation is good, we can end the war with the lowest loss."

Duke Boldro nodded. He was well aware of the power of black powder. Once the Tomb King's army was defeated by his fleet when it went south.

"Load the shells, get ready, the guards adjust their breathing, don't go off, check the gunpowder, and see if it's wet!"

He commanded the soldiers normally, as if they were not facing Chaos Demons, but ordinary Norscan savages or something.

Such calmness surprised the two dukes and their knights, but the knights could only watch the preparations in full swing and could not help. The main colors of the battlefield had become supporting roles, which made the Holy Grail Knight feel... oppressed .

As the proud people of Bretonnia, they couldn't stand the drama where peasants became the protagonists, but they had to admit that peasants were more useful than knights in today's battlefield.

They hoped in their hearts that this was a fake, because the Holy Grail Knights knew better how much such behavior would cause changes in Bretonnia.

This is why Lawn is unwilling to arrange traditional knights in this team...

The preparations are over soon, the muzzle is cleaned, the bullets are stuffed, the cannon is filled, the gunpowder is sufficient, and force and violence will become the pace to hinder the invasion of Chaos.

In fact, it is not difficult to find that there are many beastmen among the demons this time, and the disgusting things collude with each other, which makes people uncomfortable.

And the vultures hovered over the soldiers' heads, as if they had already experienced demons killing humans, and could judge when they could find minced meat.

Roel has a slight dislike for their intelligence, and this group of disgusting birds will expose their tracks. Fortunately, the sky is not bright, and the demons have not noticed.

He raised his bronze horn, and it sang high, and the bright voice echoed across the vast Bretonnian plains. When the demons realized that there were humans approaching this point, their heads had not reacted, there were living people Dare to attack here.

Then a huge artillery fire swept in. The demons never thought that mortal iron objects could kill themselves. After those cannons hit, those demons who lost their bodies watched their compatriots being killed in surprise.

Don't get me wrong, they don't have the so-called companion emotions, they are just full of human fear of "death".

They were surprised, terrified, and embarrassed. The huge demon locust tree was smashed to pieces, and countless beastmen marveled and howled, fearing that the thing bestowed by their gods would leave.

They just took back a little bit of what humans owed them, and now they are going to be taken away?But the irony is that even the beastman's crazy charge is far better than the death-fearing demons, so that when the attack occurs, all the people who charge towards humans are beasts.

And those things were quickly killed by muskets. The guards at this moment are not set up to kill the enemy, but exist for the artillery fire to continue to kill the enemy. All demons close to the camp will dissipate under the guns. If the Chaos Demon can raise The war will not go on so smoothly if you pick up your own claws to spark sparks, but they can't do it.

This is why Tzeentch is so fond of Carlos. The Lord of Change is very clear about how his sons will act in the face of a truly powerful force. If he wants to complete the invasion of Bretonnia, Carlos must enter the real space.

It has to be said that Roel's aggressiveness gave Bretonnia more time, and even hindered the powerful Lord of Change.

But it is still not easy to destroy a place where thousands of demons are entrenched, even without the leadership of a big demon.

Because the number of human beings is only one-tenth of the destructive power, even if there are enough lead bullets and cannonballs, those damned cracks will continue to feed the enemy.

So the way to end this war was doomed from the very beginning, that is, the dukes formed an elite squad and beheaded under the cover of a large army.

There is a crazy plan, not that the Warhammer world advocates heroism, but the situation in this world, under the power of monsters and monsters, the struggle of mortals is important, but lacks the power to make a final decision.

The dukes are ready to go, and only bring their most trusted people. They want to accomplish great feats, just as they did before they became dukes.

It's not easy, but the skills of the three dukes of Poldero, Lyonis, and Musilon are by no means rusty.

Roel rode to the front, Noke followed him, the Duke of Lyonis let go of his grievances, and the Duke of Poldero was alert to the rear.

Dozens of Holy Grail knights followed the most powerful person in Bretonnia.

But they were not noisy, and they were orderly, walking towards the center of the battlefield under the disgust and roar of black powder.

Duke Lyonis spoke. "We're going to move fast," he said, with a nod in response from an aide beside him.

At this moment, even through the heavy boots and armor, it is enough to feel the trembling caused by the sound of hooves.

The prayers inlaid on the breastplate of the Duke of Lyonis are starting to shine when forged along the metal decoration as the enemy approaches, and the battle helmet with the fierce horse sculpture is also ignited.

His emerald cloak was also floating in the vicious air from above and below.

After the Duke swore an oath to Ulric softly, he grabbed the handle of his battle axe.

That was a demon with no eyesight. They were beheaded the instant they met the Duke. The blades shining with flames fell to the ground like the starry sky at night. It can be said that he is definitely the strongest among the three teams here. the big one.

Nock couldn't help but feel his eyes light up with the Duke's technique, and he talked to Roel with great interest. "It seems that there are still conflicts between you?"

"Don't remind me of this, if I can't help it, I might shoot him." Roel muttered, the territorial conflict between them is well known among the slightly educated nobles.

Even some scholars are very clear about this matter, after all, the biggest split event in the history of Bretonnia is the matter of Duke Merovingian.

This is not necessarily a good thing, Roel hopes that he is a friend more than an enemy.

With the beat of war drums and the sound of horns, the roar of artillery and the simultaneous firing of guns, their army is also slowly marching towards the battle.

But from this moment on, the battle began to become more intense, and several huge demon infantry regiments had already formed a wave-like front in the direction of the guards below.

The demon's army was marching forward, like a chain that was about to close the gate, intending to block the Holy Grail Knights who charged about half a mile from them on the left side of the entire front.

As the temporary commander, Alimara felt that someone was directing the demons almost instantly. There was no doubt that it was a high-level demon. Did he enter the real universe through the portal, or did he need reinforcements to join the battle?
The battle was getting more and more intense, but Roel and his team, who were the special team, didn't know it. When they came to the Demon Rock, the crowds of demons disappeared. Where did they go?

Roel spoke. "Don't move, let's wait and see what happens." But the Duke of Leonis charged out unbearably, and the Duke of Boldro could only frown and follow behind. If they lost their formation at this moment, it would obviously be the biggest loss.

The Noska gene in the blood of the Duke of Lyonis seems to have been mobilized, and the excitement of the battle made him unstoppable to walk towards the Demon Rock, but his choice was not wrong, because everything is possible before the matter is settled occur.

Suddenly, the place where people were hiding just now was broken by violent magic, and rocks and dirt flew everywhere. It was a large-scale magic performed by dozens of demon scribe apprentices. There is no doubt that they had been discovered long ago, if not Of Norsca blood, they may be dead.

Roel was terrified, but many demons and beastmen walked out from behind the Demon Rock to protect the lifeline here.

Those who command them are not some strange demons, but the Duke of Bastogne...

He bared and laughed. "Unexpectedly, my plan failed. I didn't kill you, and even destroyed the portal of Lord Tzeentch..."

The face of that terrifying duke gradually turned blue. He was not a human being, but a changeling, a high-level terrifying demon...

There is no doubt that the duke was not at the meeting in the first place...

(End of this chapter)