Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 621 Arkhan is ready

The war lasted for a long time, indeed for Christophe.

Although he didn't know where the vampire got the remains of the Patriarch, it was not a difficult opponent for the Imperial Knights.

The premise is that the quantity is not so large...

The shrine was corroded and blackened by time and soil, just like the bodies of these religious warriors. The worn armor could not hide the strong skeleton. It looked like the giant axes used by the Norscans were carried in large numbers.

The bear skin as a funeral object was re-wrapped around the body to withstand many long-range fire attacks.

"God knows which ancient underground tombs the vampires dug, and there are so many of them." Vincent shrugged and joked. He took a cursory glance and found that there were about 3000 of these skeletal warriors wrapped in bearskin, not counting the others. Its number.

And these people who seemed extraordinary from the remains were much stronger than the Tomb Guards after death. The original divine blessing turned into black magic. Just like the legend spread in Bretonnia, the undead desecrated the Holy Grail. The remains of the knight.

"But they don't seem to be very smart." Kristoff pointed at the group of bearskin skeleton warriors and said that the undead formations were obviously out of sync, and it was not difficult to break them apart.

"The artillery position is aimed at the skeletons in front. The provincial troops retreat 100 meters back. The musketeers and crossbowmen are ready. Knight Moore will continue to stand by for me."

Grand Instructor White Wolf, who felt that the area he was responsible for had been neglected, did not show his true skills and issued orders in a clear and logical manner. Since he was not fighting in the empire, he could not work so hard and just completed the task.

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On the other side, the night goblins who had been lurking for a long time finally took action. I don't know if the undead took control of the fragile cerebellum, or if Brother Gomao guided them to cooperate with the vampires and find a hard fight.

The short night goblins are like a swarm of ants when they move out. Their scarlet eyes can devour everything in sight. A large number of uncontrolled squig beasts bring their companions who make strange screams. The despicable lurkers hiding on the flanks carry Double knives and homemade smoke bombs, under the cover of a rain of poisonous arrows.

Together they ran towards the target of the fight - the lizard man.

The night goblin warrior who pulled Squigg into a closed loop raised the sword modified from a dwarf weapon and shouted at Xie Yue, pointing the tip of the sword directly at the big men covered in steel.

"Boys, it's time for us to have a fight, hahahaha! With Brother Mao on top, we will kill these scaly things!"

"Brother Mao is on top!"

Bursts of laughter and prayers intertwined together, and it was difficult to judge the number of night goblins, who were only as high as the lizard warrior's crotch. They raided the position of the eldest son of the ancient saint at an unexpected time.

Arkhan was quite satisfied with this scene. When he traced Usoran who fled to the World's Edge Mountains with the Crown of Nagash, although the crown was finally given to the Empire by Azkhan who possessed consciousness, it was hidden in In an unknown corner of Altdorf.

But the secret move left behind at that time still has some uses, such as influencing the mind of the night goblin warriors in the Red-Eyed Mountains and directing the noisy waagh from the dwarves to Kislev.

But contrary to Arkhan's expectations, the lizardmen responded to the attack countless times faster than their sluggish appearance on the battlefield. The lizardmen warriors who had been pressing forward on the flanks immediately turned around.

Under the command of the scarred veteran, Orderly used his spear and body to form a steel wall to welcome the night goblin's sneak attack.

The spears mercilessly pierced the Squig rider who charged too fast. The crazy beast didn't care about the rider's pull, and continued running like crazy after smelling the blood of its compatriots.

The night goblins whose vision was blocked by Squig remained enthusiastic. They had used this tactic against the dwarfs countless times. The dwarves who were slow to change formations had no time to react and would be eaten as snacks by the jumping jumpers.

But what they faced were not dwarves after all. The experienced Sun Legion did not counterattack like the younger generation, quietly waiting for the enemy to hit the sharp spear.

There was a dull echo, like a green-skinned corpse hanging on a spear like a barbecue skewer. The hail of inferior arrows did not even penetrate the outer armor, let alone the scales inside that were as hard as steel.

After the three-meter spears were hung with corpses, the spear-wielding lizard warriors in the front row took a few steps back and changed positions with the compatriots holding big sticks.

Some of the more radical ones lowered their spears, took out equally terrifying sticks from behind, and began to strangle the night goblins. The two sun engines that were originally aimed at the front to vent their firepower also turned their muzzles, bringing the sacred laser judgment to The Greenskins, the enemies of the world. "It seems that the rumor is true. Rats have attacked Lustria." Arkhan quickly analyzed the information about the lizardmen in his mind. The ability of night goblins to attack is considered a racial specialty, and the only one that can rival it is Ratman, I'm afraid that such a quick response was earned through countless lessons and sacrifices.

Arkhan, who knew that the next step was a tug-of-war, also showed some real skills. If the cannon fodder died too fast, it would affect the next actions.

A purple-black sun suddenly rose at the most intense location between the two warring parties, moving continuously towards the location where the lizardmen gathered. All the lizardmen warriors it came into contact with along the way immediately turned into pieces of purple crystal that reflected strange light.

The powerful magic broke the lizardmen's own magic resistance. Different from the child's play magic of the necromancers just now, Arkhan's purple evil sun turned the battlefield into an art processing factory, and all the affected creatures turned into beautiful creatures. sculpture.

After releasing a large-scale age curse, Arkhan raised his left palm in confusion. The expected situation of hundreds of lizardmen turning into dust did not happen.

"Transforming living organisms...it's really interesting."

The howling wind of death flew out immediately. The wind of death, cast by the most powerful necromancer who may be today, is completely consistent with its name.

Wherever the red howl passed by, all the targets had their souls dispersed, turned into soft flesh and paralyzed on the ground, but what followed was even more powerful magic.

Dozens of giant skull-shaped winds of death spread out from Arkhan's hands, exploding upon contact with the enemy, generating black and purple flames on the spot, burning the souls of those affected.

Just these three effectively released magics allowed the lizardmen's formation to form an open space, giving the necromancer breathing time to resurrect the bones.

After releasing several powerful spells in one breath, Arkhan remained relaxed, even the soul fire in his eyes did not waver.

He quietly used magic to protect several important structures, and ordered them to gradually retreat from the center of the battlefield, always paying attention to the movements of the battlefield on the other side.

Arkhan believed that there were only two vampires worthy of some respect, Abrash and Vashanesh, and Manfred could only be considered half of them at most, still under the common goal of resurrecting the master.

As for this ridiculous plan to steal the god's power in exchange for freedom, Nagash's loyal servants will not participate.

The Lich King deliberately controlled the rhythm of this war. When the lizardmen began to counterattack violently, he used several magics to repel them, allowing the giant structures that had originally withdrawn from the front line to cooperate with the front line defense.

When the lizard men were a little weak in the two-sided attack, he deliberately slowed down the offensive and allowed the night spirits to do some futile things.

During this period, Ku Gar, who discovered that the war situation was under control, wanted to organize the behemoth army to launch an effective attack, but was entangled by Ablash and could not escape.

Different from the somewhat playful rhythm of the battlefield, his battle with the Blood Dragon Ancestor has always been in a desperate state. Quimoc has been kicked out of the battle to receive treatment. The entire audience deliberately formed a hollow circle here, allowing the two of them to play.

Arkhan has been in the waiting stage like this. He is not in a hurry. Katrin's ability to control the energy of the earth's veins is a very short-lived process. The destruction of Lidrosan's body and the Twilight Tide serve as an opportunity.

And Imric effortlessly captured most of Katrin's energy. If he didn't know that this state could only exist for one night, he would have had a backup plan, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.

Katrin's final counterattack will be an opportunity. Manfred will not miss this opportunity to cause trouble, and Arkhan will increase the chaos.

Manfred got the prince puppet he wanted, and he also got the Book of Nagash, and a world where only Neferata and Katrin were injured was achieved.

Arkhan, who was secretly delighted with this plan, nodded secretly. Only Manfred could be relied on, and the feasibility would be very high.

The two sides fought for a night. Apart from the obvious casualties caused by the spells cast by the Lich King himself, only the Blood Dragon Knight and the structure had a considerable effect. The ground was covered with the remains of the undead crushed to pieces by the Sun Legion.

Arkhan's soul fire watched as the evil moon above his head gradually disappeared, and a glimmer of dawn appeared on the skyline. He directed the charioteer to fly towards the central battlefield, and his last words before leaving were conveyed to the loyal tomb general's mind.

"Lami Simon, use the bones of the Kislev barbarians as cover and retreat immediately after I issue the order."

(End of this chapter)