Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 218 Khorne Demon Army
The blood god is thirsty, the cranium is hungry, and the Khorne army is looking forward to a big fight, and the skulls are harvested!They are simple bloodthirsty muscular men.

An innate hatred of magic and resistance to magic are their defining traits.

Cowardly long-range fire was of little interest to them, save for the cannons that spewed the very heads of enemies that Khorne feasted on.

The mortal races are no match for their ferocity, and even the armies of other Chaos gods are unlikely to be immune to them.

As they wreak havoc, Khorne's armies will endlessly decapitate any head they can find to please their god.

As hordes of demons entangle the sides of the rift, be careful with their mortal forces...

But King Lawn didn't know it. He was enjoying the escape of Chaos Tzeentch's demons. The God Blessed Catapult, Holy Grail Knight, and the girls in the lake worked together to pour countless lights on the battlefield. Compared with Roel's difficulty, here is simply It's one-sided.

Tzeentch demons without a commander are weaklings. Their terrible magic and treacherous plans are useless on the battlefield. Only grotesque transformations can terrorize mortals. In the face of the Knights of the Grail, they are just urchins.

Tonight, the losses caused by the demons to the Bretonnians were instantly reversed. The previous cruelty turned into the anger of the Holy Grail Knights towards the demons. The light of the sharp blades and the scorching flames destroyed their bodies.

On the vast plain, the cavalry charges collided again and again, and the limbs of those demons splashed everywhere. The king of Colonia, Lawn, drew his sword and looked at the audience, proudly speaking to his friend, the Duke of Agen.

"Look, the blood of those things wets our soil, and it feels good to make them pay."

Looking at the battlefield, Agen felt proud and satisfied as a Bretonnian, but as a conservative, he still had one thing to worry about.

"King, I don't know whether you should let the peasants join the battle."

Lawn could see his friend's doubts, and he was not surprised. The Duke of Agen was getting old and it was difficult to turn around many things, but he hadn't opened his mouth yet, and it was the Duke of Brionne who spoke instead.

"Absolutely not. Peasants are important too. Cavaliers are even more important. We shouldn't be stubborn."

"Duke of Agen, I have heard many stories about you. You defeated the greenskins several times and fought with the undead, but you must believe that the peasant's miracle is far from your story."

Ah Rang's snow-white beard danced. "Not bad for me?"

Arang is the Holy Grail Knight, and the Holy Grail Knight became the Duke. The experience behind it is enough to amaze mortals. Even the current demon invasion may not be more terrifying than his experience, but now he is being questioned...

A Rang shook his head, he couldn't understand more and more in this era, but he knew one thing.

He drew out his weapon and slashed at the Duke of Brionne. The Duke wanted to draw out his battle axe, but the difference between a mortal and a Holy Grail knight was like a battle-tested knight and a peasant. It was not the Duke of Brionne who fell, but a bright red demon.

cried the Duke of Brionne. "What is this!"

The demon gradually dissipated, but its body was bright red with horns, holding a bright red sharp blade, constantly burning flames, its seemingly light body was full of muscles, and his eyes were even more evil, fixedly staring at the Duke's head.

Arang wiped the blade, and said in unison with King Lawn. "Vampire, young man."

After a while, they noticed this and smiled at each other. No one knew each other better than an old comrade in arms. Arang stretched out his hand. "First, please, king, show those minions of Khorne what bravery is."

Lawn replied. "Same as always, no change, the goddamn bunch."

The Duke of Brionne looked at such love and thought, and he wished to record everything.

But this is not the time to hold the pen. He panted heavily, the battle ax was shining in his hand, the three dukes cut through the battlefield like sharp knives, and the demons were defeated under the ladder of the handsome horse.

Behind the chaotic rift, there is a gate made up of twisted houses. Scarbrand looks at it, looks at it, he looks forward to it, he wants to kill everything here, the air, the land, the knights, the grass, even he I made him angry.

But it's not time yet, he needs to protect the crack here, let the power of chaos vent into reality, and let the slow magic take effect.

Scarbrand's rage made him thirsty, and he thirsted for mortal blood to satisfy his god.

And those three duke knights are his best prey. The sight he protrudes from the crack is even more terrifying. Ordinary people will be terrified and unable to move when they touch it. In this way, Lawn can get rid of such negativity, even Brio Duke Nie couldn't help trembling too.

The three people on the horse looked at the crack for a moment.

Lawn sighed. "What a terrifying demon, the seal is imminent."

Duke Brionne nodded. "His vision alone scares me. Who the hell is he?"

The Duke of Agen knew the book well, and he quickly locked the name of the enemy. "Khorne, Scarbrand!"

The three felt that the task of sealing was imminent. If Scarbrand opened the crack, it would definitely be a terrible disaster, and Bretonnia might never recover...

The responsibility rests on their strong bodies. Even the Chaos War Dogs or the Demon Engine cannot stop the three knights. They stabbed towards the gap like a sharp blade, accumulating and accumulating power. Lawn's all-out effort can definitely destroy the three knights. A house possessed by demons.

The light accumulated on the lance, Cubis leaped high, and the feathers sprinkled in the air. With the huge energy accumulation, any demons, horrors, or vampires who approached the king were beheaded by the two dukes.

But how to describe Lawn at this moment?missile!no doubt!

He stabbed down with a flash of light, and the wings of Cubis slapped through the air, enough to destroy everything, turning into streamers and stars. The huge power can destroy everything, but Scarbrand will not wait, he cannot let the situation fail.

"Ahh!" A terrible roar echoed in the plain. After all the Khorne demons heard it, their first reaction was to run away. It was the roar of the powerful Chaos Demon, and it was also a representative of death.

Lawn felt the power in the voice, and even the most powerful Holy Grail Knight couldn't help but feel lingering fear, but the lance had already been drawn and could not be retracted.

The fierce light broke through the walls of the abandoned house, and the wooden exterior of the house was actually full of flesh and blood, eyes, and the terrifying appearance was unforgettable, but the crimson gap remained in it, and a steady stream of demons came out of it...

The fierce energy broke everything, the flesh and blood burned, and the demons collapsed. This is King Lawn's full strength!It is also the limit of human beings!

It's amazing, time and space seem to have stagnated, there is no doubt that even the Chaos Demon can't eat this and it's safe and sound.

But after a while, Scarbrand's thick red arm stretched out of the crack, a tough battle axe!

Scarbrand, the bloodthirsty frenzy, was once Khorne's greatest demon.In terms of the number of heads dedicated to the cranium, no one can match it.

On a certain dark day, Scarbrand's intense arrogance finally turned incandescent, and his eyes were blinded by rage, causing him to slash at the blood god with an axe!
Khorne flew into a rage, and he cursed Scarbrand's name, killing all his personality, leaving only a bottomless rage that drove him to attack.

Since that fateful day, Scarbrand has been wandering in the mortal world and the devil world, washing his sins with the blood of the victim—although his wisdom has long been unable to make him fully understand why he did this …

And he is even more so now, he can only almost instinctively lie on the crack like an animal, feeling everything from the mortal world, including... this attack!
The touch of the scorching flaming battle ax and the lance, the sharp howl of Quebis, the panting of King Lawn, and the roar of Scarbrand!

When touched by a powerful force, a moment later, the huge arm of the big demon instantly shattered and turned into countless fragments. King Lawn was also knocked into the air by the force, the armor all over his body was broken, and golden blood drenched his body.

Scarbrand retracted his arm, only to find that his entire hand had disappeared, and King Lawn was seriously injured and unconscious.

For a mortal who has not achieved a god body, Lawn's power is absolutely terrifying, even Scarbrand cannot eat it, but his body cannot endure such a level of fighting.

The Duke of Agen rode his horse and chased King Lawn flying backwards at the fastest speed. The king's body was like a missile, and he slammed into the hottest place on the battlefield. Several Khorne war shrines, a chaotic egg was smashed It's so pulpy, it's hard to imagine the effect of such an attack on the flesh.

Golden blood flowed from Lawn's seven orifices, and the magic power emitted by the powerful body made the Khorne demon army dare not approach. Duke Agen arrived after a while, shouting, fighting, breaking countless demons with his own weapons, and King Lawn picked it up.

Quebis stumbled to his feet and flew into the air again, but the situation of the battle was irreversible. The Chaos Demon Army composed of Khorne and Tzeentch demons was unstoppable, and Lawn's serious injury was witnessed by countless knights, and his morale plummeted.

The demons of Khorne are not afraid of death, and the magic of the demons of Tzeentch can be used. The powerful knights of Bretonnia fight and retreat, and even the duke cannot defend himself.

In the void, on the brass throne, the bright red god proudly expressed his tyranny and power to the Lord of Changes. Tzeentch was floating in his palace. His eldest brother bowed his head, and he felt even more resentment towards a certain Bretonnian in his heart.

If it weren't for those annoying gunpowder and his resistance, the plan would go on normally, and he would not be indebted to Khorne.

At this moment, Roel, who was driving towards Lawn on the plain, suddenly heard a new prompt echoing from the system in his ears.

[Achievement, Tzeentch's attention, Chaos corruption resistance increased by 5.00%.Tzeentch's demons are more sensitive to your presence perception. 】

Roel was confused, what happened recently, didn't he just slaughter a demon, there are not a few people who have done such a thing in the middle ages, why are they looking at me...

A bad feeling grew in his heart. This invasion was indeed a harbinger of the destruction of Chaos, otherwise he would not have paid so much attention to himself.

he shouted to the dukes. "Speed ​​up, I have a bad feeling!"

asked the Duke of Bordereau. "Speed ​​up? Why, our soldiers are tired."

shouted the Knock Knight. "Trust him, Your Excellency, his feeling is very accurate..."

Duke Boldro looked at his knight, and then at the miracle man.

"Okay! Drink all the wine, let's go at full speed, don't care about the fatigue of the horse, and don't care about the empty food!"

The sound of jumping horseshoes broke out and continued. Even if they had just tasted victory, the horror of the devil still made the knights still fresh in their memory. When the formation formed a triangle shape, they galloped to the battlefield where King Lawn was.

The horrible smell of blood permeated the place. When the distance got closer, the knights couldn't help but be surprised by the purgatory here. Countless demons trampled on the mortal bodies, and almost half of the Holy Grail knights died. All the magic power of the Holy Grail girls was brought Hold on to the shield while King Lawn is surrounded by demons like onion hearts.

"How could the battle be like this?" Duke Lyonis couldn't believe it. The demons here are clearly not strong, so why would they...

exclaimed Duke Bordereau. "Bleeding demons, demon shrines, Khorne war dogs and chariots, and another Chaos God joined the banquet..."

Roel had complicated emotions. He looked at the mess here, shouldn't, shouldn't, the original book is about Carlos besieging Colony, not...

Is it because of him?Is it because of him that King Lawn almost died at this moment?
Roel wondered if his intervention would make things worse, but after thinking about it, he immediately shouted. "Everyone prepares their weapons, fires, fires."

"Don't be afraid, don't care, take up the courage now and put the tiredness behind you."

"Knights, come with me to rescue King Lawn!"

Everyone responded in unison. Huge power and artillery fire broke through the demon camp like arrows. The dying King Lawn looked at the black powder light shining in the distance, and his heart was extremely complicated. Was he saved again?Is he the knight Bretonnia waits for?
Lawn completely closed his eyes in peace of mind, Arang hugged his brother, and looked at the young peasants charging down with the Holy Grail Knight in the distance, Arang said to his servant.

"Record, to my sons, today I have seen the power of gunpowder and peasants. If anyone encounters the Duke of Musilon in the future, remember, don't fight hard, and I owe him. Therefore, the people of Gisoleo will You must follow the lead of Roel, Duke of Musilon!"

The Duke looked at the gunpowder tearing apart the battlefield, sighed long, carried his brother on his back, the king, and rode on his horse with complicated emotions. At this moment, Roel cut a path and shouted to the three Dukes and the remaining knights .

"Come with me, retreat, heroes!"

Duke Brionne smiled. "No, you are the hero, my little knight."

(End of this chapter)