Medieval Empire Soldier

  Chapter 119 The Power of Gail Maraz (For Subscription)

  The anger of the three thousand imperial knights was like a storm in the vast ocean. The sharp lances pierced the fleeing barbarians from the back, and the galloping iron hooves of the war horses kicked the Yankees' skulls to pieces.

Thousands of predators fled in the wilderness. The Rick guards led by Marshal Rick devoured these disgusting barbarians. The knights were interspersed with each other. The fugitives were divided into groups and groups, waiting for them. Following the arrow feathers and sharp blades of the imperial army, the terrifying and **** harvest continued. The knights bravely wielded their long swords, completely destroying the morale of the Yankees. Pope Emir of the White Wolf led more than 20 Uric battle priests to kill After wearing it, the ice blade in his hand was full of blood, and he continued to order: "Kill back! Uric's warriors! Let the barbarian **** all die here today!"

The barbarians were powerless to return to the sky. Under the simultaneous fire of the imperial heavy artillery and three steam tanks, the only Chaos War Mammoth on the battlefield fell. It was bombarded on the head by more than ten cannons, and was beaten by the holy hammer Gael Maraz. The hard skull was overwhelmed, and the mammoth fell on the spot.

"Damn Southerners! Despicable, shameless! No warrior glory! A bunch of clown-jumping moths! Their cowardly emperor refused an honorary duel! Only dared to use ridiculous guns and hid behind the defensive army to shoot hastily! Come on! Southerners! Duel with me! Duel with me!!" The Khorne God's Choice champion who had never experienced defeat could not accept the humiliation of his failure, the dragon helmet had already been discarded by him, and under the **** rage, the skull tomahawk slashed to death The three god-chosen warriors of the Crimson Guards, but more than a dozen god-chosen warriors forcibly dragged the commander to retreat, and the stars were carried on the brass and steel bulls to retreat toward the north.

Less than one-tenth of the barbarian army followed Kamala and fled for their lives in panic. The chiefs of a dozen small tribes were fleeing. They quickly withdrew from the battlefield with about a thousand barbarian troops and plunged in without looking back. Lauren Loren Forest to the west.

  In the quagmire of the battlefield, one by one the barbarians were cut to the ground, and the imperial soldiers rushed forward. In their eyes, the heads of the few Yankees were the key to their crossing classes, military exploits, medals, and great victory!

  Different from the human civil war, the only consensus of the imperial soldiers is not to keep prisoners, the Yankees are not human.

The sound of    roaring through the air came from behind, and the two imperial griffins with their teeth and claws carried the imperial emperor Karl Franz, and the white wolf elector Boris Todblinger followed closely.

The more than 2,000 imperial knights who have been biting to death are slaughtering the last army of Kamala Dragon. His army has dropped sharply like an avalanche. I rushed.

“啊啊啊啊！！”卡马拉龙发出了愤怒到极点的吼声，他的黄铜钢牛横冲直撞，一记开合斩击一连劈开了二十多个骑士：“我向血神起誓, when I return to the port of Diets to assemble the army, I will kill all the prisoners, not a single one! Just wait!!"

"You don't have a chance!!" A voice full of justice sounded, and the death claws of the Griffin opened their claws from the air and grabbed the champion of Khorne God's Choice. Then, the golden holy hammer fell and smashed the head of the steel bull of Kamala Dragon. Gotta smash.

The Blood God Champion rolled over a dozen meters on the ground, and the skull tomahawk slammed down. He stabilized his tall body again. The Kamala Dragon's face was ferocious and terrifying. The emperor of the empire, holding the golden holy hammer, the look under the helmet of the griffin is very indifferent: "I, the Grand Prince of Rikland, the guardian of the whole empire, the only heir of Charlemagne's legacy, the emperor of the empire, Karl Franz !"

   "Cowardly Southerners!!" Kamala Dragon charged straight towards the Emperor, the crimson-stained plate armor moving with the huge wind pressure.

  The claw of death swatted away several champion predators who were trying to attack Carl himself, and flew into the air with wings. The delay was less than a minute, enough for the imperial knights to shorten the charge distance.

"no no!"

   "Coward!"

The unspeakable anger almost made the Kamara dragon collapse, the brass steel bull was smashed to pieces by Karl Franz, and the more than 2,000 imperial knights surrounded him cut off the possibility of retreat. He slammed into a large group like a demon Rick's guard, the skull tomahawk turned like a whirlwind, and a piece of knight corpse was cut open: "Kill all! Kill all!"

"Look straight at me! Chaos lackeys!" Clement James and his twenty-nine half-griffon knights rushed forward, trying to stop the powerful monster cavalry charge. The Red Guards, flying backwards one after another, fell to the ground.

  The blood **** champion's attention was attracted by the rampaging half-griffin knights. He stood there and twisted his thick wrists, and the blade of the battle axe slashed precisely at Clement James.

   "For Uric!"

At this moment, a loud roar sounded from behind the Blood God Champion, and the holy sword belonging to the elector pierced his body through the gap in the shoulder blade armor, and the extremely cold frost attached to it almost instantly slowed the Blood God. The action of the champion, the roar of pain is like a bloodthirsty madman.

"It's you! Despicable, coward!" Kamaralong turned around and shouted at the elector, a pair of scarlet blood eyes staring at Boris's face, the elector's holy sword was quickly drawn, and at the same time brought out a huge amount of blood .

"In the name of Uric, I will judge you, scum of chaos!" The White Wolf Elector's Griffin dodged the sharp battle axe that came straight at him, and the body of Boris's holy sword, the leg-biting blade, was burning with pale flames. , The holy sword that received the Pope's blessing has the power to restrain chaos. The elector swept the sword again, and the blood **** champion wailed. He was really hurt.

The Elector's Griffin Beast Beast frequently slashed his claws, enough to tear apart the troll's claws, leaving three shallow scratches on the surface of the blood-red plate armor. Boris moved around the Blood God Champion, holding the holy sword or Thorn, or cut, or slash, constantly looking for the second gap, killing Kamaralong, the highest prestige general among the northern electors will belong to him, and will also lay a solid foundation for the north and south chambers to fight: "Go to hell!"

   "Death!" The Blood God Champion was really angry, and his giant axe slashed directly at Boris.

After all, the Elector of the White Wolf is only a mortal body. The holy sword and blessing plate armor cannot make up for the centuries-old difference in fighting skills between him and the Kamala Dragon Bloodhound. Boris had to stop his efforts and withdraw to hide. A fatal blow was fired.

The Grand Master of the Griffin Knights seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. His half-griffin "Scar Heart" jumped over the Crimson Guard's giant shield line of defense, and immediately swung a swift slash from the halberd in his hand. Kamala Dragon left its own mark on the waist and ribs, and the pained Blood God champion couldn't help but stagnate, and he had to face the attack of several half-griffin knights, and the sharp knives of the four knight halberds stabbed at him. 's head.

"Hooah ah!" The Blood God Champion burst out with a terrifying roar. His tall and majestic body erupted with tremendous power, the skull tomahawk smashed the ground, the ground trembled, and the terrifying blood deprived the surrounding imperial knights of their courage. , Kamala Long slammed the injured left arm directly, the head of the Griffin Knights was knocked away by Juli, he and his half-griffin plowed a dust, and then the blood **** champion dragged Rick who rushed over The imperial guard, grabbed in his hand like a human stick and smashed the enemy around him.

The White Wolf Elector wanted to try to attack once while riding the Griffin Beast Disaster, and then the skull axe fell into the sky. Boris quickly pulled the reins to avoid it, but was still hit by the axe's wings, which fell in midair. Large groups of griffin feathers and mournful whine.

In just a few seconds, the terrifying blood gas enveloped the range of 100 meters. The stench of blood mist made the imperial knights lose their minds. The torture caused by the corrosive blood gas forced the knights to grab their own throats. The blade that should have stabbed at the barbarian, but at this moment, the swords of the companions are facing each other, and the imperial knights in the blood fog have all become the carriers of the mad will of the evil **** Khorne.

Karl Franz, who was hovering over the pursuit battlefield, also noticed the sudden change. Even with the protection of the silver seal, the emperor could not venture in. Seeing that more and more imperial knights could not avoid being tortured by madness, Carl was helpless.

"Kill, let's fight! Stupid southerners, haha~~" The blood **** champion with all the scars released his left hand and grabbed the Rick Knight, who had long been inhuman. He pressed the wound on his left flank and moved his heavy Stepping, turning over and riding the chaotic war horses scattered on the battlefield: "You can't resist the will of the true dark god! Enjoy this arena that belongs to true warriors!"

   "Don't think about it!" Outside the blood fog, came the voice of a northern knight, who rode his warhorse until he entered, and the bright golden warhammer carved with the twin-tailed comet radiated a dazzling light.

  The northern knight who is wrapped in plate armor, the only thing that can be recognized is the imperial cross emblem symbolizing the kingdom knight on his chest.

The Blood God Champion turned around, his crimson eyes full of sarcasm, Kamaralong didn't care about this ignorant weakling, and in a few breaths, the northern knight would succumb to the blood god's will, and the imperial knight would They fight in one place.

   "In the name of Sigmar, Shine!"

The milky white light ball appeared in the middle of his palm, shining brightly, and suddenly, a light mask that could only cover a range of two or three meters, shining in the blood mist, the power of chaos and the power of purification collided in one place, blood. In the violent agitation of the fog, golden flames even burned out of thin air.

  The knight of the kingdom in the north acted quickly. He leaped high from the back of the warhorse, and smashed the head of the blood **** champion with the bright golden Hammer of Heram in both hands.

   "You're actually not afraid of the blood god, crazy demon domain?!" Kamaralong's tone was full of surprise, he looked at the kingdom knight in disbelief, and even forgot to dodge.

   "Die!" The northern knight swung the warhammer and returned the most valiant blow.

"Ah ah!" The Blood God Champion groaned, his shoulders dipped, the crimson plate armor's gauntlets were cracked every inch, he subconsciously raised his legs and swept across, kicking the northern kingdom knights a few meters away, the knights seemed to be broken. The kite fell on the ground full of gravel and tumbled several times.

  "How is it possible? How is it possible" Kamala Dragon Bloodhound, who experienced two shocks in just a few hours, glared, he couldn't believe it was true: "You, you must die!!"

The helmet of the knight of the Northern Kingdom disappeared. Lallen raised his body, and the blood on his forehead looked hideous. The dirt and blood on his body could not hide the determination and anger in his eyes. The surface of the Hammer of Heram rose up with red-golden holy flames. The mask around him still resisted the erosion of the power of Chaos.

   "From the moment you slaughtered the people of the Empire, you can't leave." Laylen picked up the Hammer of Hiram and rushed towards the Blood God Champion.

  The war hammer and the giant axe, the gold and the stone collided in one place, and in just ten seconds, the two sides were already fighting fiercely.

Layron kept scrambling to deliver a blow so that he could take the lead. "Lone Wolf" Kordrog left a deep impression on the kingdom knights. Lun must not be taken lightly because of the other party's serious injury.

Kamala Dragon, who raised his foot and kicked the kingdom knight again, took a deep breath in the blood mist. His thoughts were not affected by the madness demon at all. On the contrary, the battle became stronger and stronger. Every heavy blow adds power. For him, the blood mist is the best medicine to relieve the pain on his body. Taking a heavy step, the Blood God Champion walked towards Laren, who got up.

He doesn't believe that there are living creatures in the mortal world that can be immune to the blood god's will. The northern knight is unaffected. It is definitely some kind of special ability or divine weapon. Facts have proved that Kamaralong's guess is correct, and the strength gap between the two sides is correct. , forcing Lallen to expend more energy to defend against the blood fog.

   He was just holding on.

The blood **** champion Yang picked up the giant axe, and his movements did not seem to be in a hurry or slow. The wound caused by the leg-biting blade of the White Wolf Elector could not be removed in a short period of time. The power of frost has been affecting him. Camararon's every move.

"Drink!" Herram's warhammer slammed into the axe blade head-on, his hands were dripping with blood, and the giant force numb Laylen's arms. The knight of the kingdom spurted out a large stream of blood, and all his limbs and bones told him of pain. He fought alone and must not give up.

"Ah, ridiculous and cheap courage, you are one of the few southerners who makes me happy and surprised." Kamala Dragon seemed to be tired of playing, the power of the blood **** subtly healed him, he looked around, With the increase in the number of war dead, the stench of blood has become thicker and thicker, and it means that it is difficult to disperse: "Give up the struggle, southerners, the tide of destruction is about to sweep the old world, the resistance you insist on is just an ant Get in the way of the mammoth."

   "In the arms of the Blood God, kneel before the Skull, He will bestow upon you glory and power no less than mine."

   "Not lower than you? A reckless man who has been besieging for nearly a month and has not been able to break the gate of Sessenmonde?" Lailen gritted his teeth and almost squeezed a string of words between his teeth.

"boom!"

   Kamala Dragon's right fist slammed into the cheek of the kingdom knight, and shattered the thin layer of mask.

  Kingdom knight's warhammer fell dozens of meters away, and he was unable to pick it up again. The pain and torture of his limbs made him unable to squeeze out the strength to stand up.

"I gave you a chance, Southerner." The scarlet plate armor shrouded his vision, and Kamala Dragon grabbed the Kingdom Knight's neck with one hand and pulled him from a pool of blood: "I will never forget the battle just now. , I assure you that on the throne of the High King Vamir Aisling, your head will be inserted next to the middle to show my respect for you."

The Blood God Champion didn't want to add any more nonsense. He continued to squeeze the palm of the Kingdom Knight's hand. He enjoyed watching Laren gasping for breath and his face gradually turning dark purple. There was only such a moment in the journey of fighting for the Blood God. , can make Kamala Dragon Bloodhound feel that he is still alive, and his soul has not been completely taken away by the blood god.

   At one end of the blood fog, Hans Gentry, the guard of Rick, held high the Imperial Cross flag and rushed towards the Blood God Champion: "Chops!"

The dazzling light emanating from the    holy cross flag continuously purifies the nature desecrated by the blood mist along the way.

The Kamara dragon smashed Laren aside, and when he turned around, Hans Gentle's lance had penetrated his chest, and the sharp lance with the power of the holy cross shattered the blood **** champion's lance. The plate armor evaporated the blood dripping from his body, burning his foul-smelling and turbid internal organs, and the flames stirred, roasting half of Kamaralong's body to black.

   The blood fog here was dispelled, and Karl Franz in the sky could clearly see what was happening.

Lyren, covered in blood, struggled to climb out of the pit. He witnessed the angry blood **** champion grabbing the Rick guard and pulling out his tongue and spine from his throat. The obsidian dagger under the burqa rushed up like a madman, and stabbed into the left rib of the Kamala Dragon: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

   The knight of the kingdom blacked out in front of him lost consciousness and stood there in a daze.

   The roar of the Blood God Champion, battered by lance and obsidian dagger, angered and terrified, he tasted the threat of death,.

   "Go to hell! Go to die!" The skull battle axe swung down at Lallen with a destructive force.

   "Northern Knight! Catch this!" At this moment, a powerful roar came from above the sky.

  A golden warhammer fell from the sky, almost subconsciously, Laeren reached out to catch it.

Time seemed to stand still, and the dazzling radiance swept the surrounding 100 meters. The thick blood mist was instantly purified by the flames of the soul. In the dazzling light, Lailun, who was covered in scars, was silent. Facing the giant axe that was about to be slashed, the kingdom knight seemed to be A giant dragon fighting to the death, he raised his holy hammer Gael Maraz, and the Skullbreaker crossed a golden arc, and the burning flame burned the blood **** champion.

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