Warhammer Seal

Chapter 261 Victory
"123, 124, 125, what about you, Salt Resentment?"

"43, 44, I really shouldn't be in such a muddy water. Killing one Stormrat counts as two, right?"

Milton and Salt Grudge are fighting outside among the ratmen.

They set fire to the gray swamp of skaven.

But such a weak flame was still being beaten by the wind and rain, and it was almost extinguished several times.

Although he has the blessing of the gods, it is difficult for Miragliano to fight against the Ratman who wants to destroy the world by himself.

This light seems to be fading soon, what a pity, I haven't killed [-] yet, I feel sorry for my title of Prince.

At this moment, violent shouts broke out among the surviving soldiers. Could it be that the statue of the goddess Myrmidia in the city stood up?
Of course not, a stone is just a stone, and she won't become a god just because a bolt of lightning falls.

The last reason that makes all the soldiers excited is that in the west, a large group of Bretonnian knights are charging towards here.

The guy who charged at the front was obviously a Holy Grail knight, and he could easily be a terrifying existence with one enemy against one hundred.

As the Bretonnian cavalry rushed over, Milton finally saw who the Holy Grail Knight was.

"Lane..."

"Who?"

Salt Resentment pulled out the halberd that had been inserted into Stormrat's body, and had no time to look at the cavalry in the distance
"Our men! Soldiers of Tyrell! Reinforcements from Bretonnia are coming!"

Milton's angry howl was heard clearly by every Tyrell soldier.

The siege lasted for a full six months, and after six consecutive months of isolation and helplessness, help from Bretonnia finally ushered in.

The morale of everyone who was about to collapse was immediately lifted up, and the Tyrell soldiers who had been lazy in the battle and were ready to face death re-clutched their weapons.

The Rat Man finally began to panic.

The Tyrell humans in front of them were able to fight to the death without retreating. At the same time, the back of the Skaven was directly cut open by the Bretonnian knight.

The Bretonnian cavalry was like a sharp knife cutting through butter, and everywhere it went was a neat mist of blood.

The lance in Ryan's hand pierced through eight ratmen at once, and at the same time, he picked up the one-handed hammer on horseback to continuously harvest the lives of the ratmen.

Even the guy who escaped the attack by chance was smashed to pieces by the terrible impact of Bretonnian high-quality horses, or turned into a pulp under the trample of the horse.

After such a terrible charge, the Ratmen suffered hundreds of casualties, and they were even more frightened. They were being attacked from both sides, and they were attacked from both sides.

But what the Ratmen are best at is running around with their heads in their hands. The Ratmen gathered together are like a huge sarcoma, which can absorb a lot of impact, and after killing so many Ratmen, Ryan and his knights are also at full speed. Slow down.

"Everyone turn around, kill out, and then rush back in formation!"

This is a common tactic used by cavalry. Try to use the impact brought by the horse to kill the enemy instead of relying on the weapon in your hand.

All the knights began to retreat, and the fighting pilgrims and Bretonnian veterans behind immediately rushed up to hold the Ratman back, giving the knights a chance to retreat.

However, there were still some knights who didn't notice what was going on around them. They were stabbed severely by the nearby Stormrat with their halberds, and then dragged off their horses by the swarming slave rats, hacking to death with their knives.

Most of the knights had already been killed, and they regrouped 50 meters away.

Thanks to the guidance of Ryan, the Holy Grail Knight, such a formation reorganization was very quick. When the Ratmen were not ready, the Bretonnian knights began to charge again.

The balance of battle has finally begun to tilt towards humans.

"Grey Prophet?"

Ryan noticed the horned rat man in the middle of the rat man team at a glance. He must be the source of morale for these rat men sitting on the pendulum of doom.

It is very easy to understand the principle of capturing the thief first, and Ryan is also very clear about one thing. If such a battle can be ended as soon as possible, the more vitality will be preserved for Tyrell.

"Everyone, keep attacking the Ratman's flanks and back according to the established plan, and I will kill the Gray Prophet!"

On the battlefield, for all Bretonnian knights and serfs, the orders of the Grail Knight are even more worthy of obeying than the orders of the lord.

Everyone continued to maintain the previous offensive posture, while Ryan alone broke away from the formation and rampaged in the tide of ratmen.

Having been bestowed with the divine seal by the Goddess of the Lake, he no longer felt fatigue and pain, even if he was wounded by the Stormrat, he could recover quickly.

The fire-burning one-handed hammer is a sharp weapon against the Ratmen. It can smash several skulls with one hammer. Moreover, his mount was bred by his father from the hometown of the high elves, Ulthuan, and it is said that there are dragons. The pedigree of those horses in the Prince's Heavy Cavalry.

The charging speed in the Ratman wave showed no sign of slowing down at all, and even ran faster and faster.

The pendulum of doom and the Gray Prophet were close in sight, and Ryan hit the wooden pendulum of doom directly.

The strength of the Grail Knight's helmet cannot be underestimated, and a single impact cracked the wooden frame of the Pendulum of Doom.

In addition to the six-month siege, Gray Prophet didn't have much time to maintain the pendulum of doom he was riding. The wood and parts on it were already aging.

Ryan immediately added a hammer after a head hammer, and the two-storey building began to shatter. The huge dimensional stone clock in the middle fell directly to the ground, and the entire pendulum of doom was completely destroyed.

As for Gray Prophet, he has already used up all his reserves of dimension stones and wind of magic, and now he is just equivalent to an ordinary rat man without magic, perhaps with a stronger body.

Do you know what spellcasters are most afraid of?

That is, in the absence of magic, a holy grail knight has come to him.

Gray Prophet also wanted to hide his identity among the ratmen, perhaps hoping that the slave rats around him could more or less resist Ryan's progress.

But the horns on Gray Prophet's head directly exposed his identity. Although the appearance of Ratman and Ratman were not much different, it was too easy to find a horned one among a bunch of Ratmen.

Before Gray Prophet died, the last thing that appeared in his eyes was the hammer in Ryan's hand.

Then the one-handed hammer smashed the Gray Prophet's head to pieces.

The Ratmen finally began to retreat.

The blessing of the Horned Rat has allowed the Ratmen to attack the city for six months, and now that the humans have completed their beheading, their morale finally reached the point of collapse and they began to flee across the board.

Seeing this scene, the Tyrell soldiers who were still fighting desperately just now could finally rest for a while, or stick their weapons in the ground to keep their bodies from falling down.

Because all the Tyrell soldiers have exhausted their physical strength in the battle, and now they are fighting with the last trace of vitality. Once the last trace of vitality relaxes, people will immediately fall to the ground and die.

The only thing that can be considered good news is that they all had triumphant smiles on their faces just before they collapsed due to exhaustion, and their souls will also usher in eternal peace from Moore, the god of death.

Tyrell had won.

　Since 2521 in the imperial calendar, although the Skavens have destroyed almost all the cities in Tyrell, the city of Miragliano has survived successfully under the command of her prince Milton, together with the reinforcements from Bretonnia. , completely shattered the Ratman's offensive.

　　They thwarted the Skaven's plot to destroy the southern kingdom, and successfully preserved the fire of the southern kingdom.

　　After that, the owners of Miragliano, the only remaining city in Tyrell, will restore their city under the leadership of Prince Milton and rebuild Tyrell's glorious past.

　　At the same time, be prepared to provide all the support within our ability for the empire in the future disasters that will come to the north.

　　Thank you [Invincible Gentleman] for your reward.

　　Thank you for the monthly tickets of [Dace Mushroom] and [Primary School Chicken].

　　
　
(End of this chapter)