Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 203 Blood Rain Battle

The sky was cloudy, dark clouds covered the seaport, surrounded by reefs, the fortress with only one main road was definitely an excellent defensive location, bang bang bang, a few gunshots slammed into the gaps in the reef, and then echoed continuously.

The guards picked up the dead wolf and dragged it back to the camp.

Normally, wolves would never appear in Haikou, so they were absolutely abnormal, but the soldiers were accustomed to their appearance. They beheaded the wolf corpses and hung them on the wooden wall inside the collar.

The farmers talked a lot about this wall, and it was full of hideous and terrifying cows, sheep, deer, wolves, anyway, the heads of most common creatures in Bretonnia, and these heads all have one thing in common, that is, the pupils of death. It's a stunning crimson red.

And Meroving, who was on the march, clutched his head, he was very familiar with this feeling, but the last memory he saw was still a vague port, and his servants failed again.

"Bastard farmer, so cunning..."

His perception of Roel is getting worse and worse. At least as a lord, he has never faced him positively, and Merovingian is not a stubborn, old-fashioned guy, but he has a lot of recognition and opinions on chivalry. Obviously, he has I think that farmer is a soft persimmon.

Only Pete is loyal, and knows their next enemy very well, and earnestly persuades his master.

And they will reach the seaport today, which is also the mouth of the Grismery River. Like the original Norsca, Roel also used the gentle current of the river mouth to recede to the shore to station, but compared to the fierce sea area, Horrible monsters are approaching.

The dark clouds were high with raindrops, the sky was as white as night, and a terrible atmosphere permeated the reef camp, and the guards shouted. "Slowly light things up and soak in lamp oil!"

Roel is also frowning. It's not like I haven't tasted an easier battlefield. "Tell the bat to dive, and then, the little ones follow."

War is loud, abrupt, and depressing. The rhetoric after the war, the silence and bloodiness during the war, people pack up their things, even if they are fully prepared, the peasants take down their weapons and stand in front of the wall, but still let the people despair.

The light flickered under the battlefield, and Merovin watched for a long time, what was set off by the artillery, and what was crushed by the guns, making people confused as to whether he was still alive.

Roel also noticed that his hand was right, so I asked urgently. "Sifeng went here?"

But Shan Tengmei is a special person!

Blood Knight!

But now, there is no doubt that Merovingen is the youngest in fighting skills. When I wiped the sweat from my forehead, the long-term spell deflection spell was completed, and the purple in my eyes completely faded.

We deal with peasants with one enemy against one hundred!

The rumbling white gunpowder light shines side by side, and the close distance means that the shot is accurate. The sound of cracked shells and explosions, mud puddles and broken bones, but the peasants are afraid, that sound represents peace of mind, strength, and is not as weak as the lord!
The peasants swallowed, our hearts trembled, we were soldiers, at least we should be, but in the face of our own homeland and death, we would choose to die for our loved ones.

The guards discussed. "It's wicked rain."

100 years, live under the bat wolf!
Fighting skills, Shan Teng should lose, but there are too few wave spells on the battlefield. My 100 years of experience are lingering in a big place. I am definitely not as good as Merovingian who was studying magic in the dark during that time. And I don't come from the inheritance of the legendary master of necromancy.

The undead need torches, and they also need clothes. The cold wind and heavy rain make mortals tremble, and if the torches are extinguished, the muskets will become less effective. It seems that there are fewer things that hate evil in the next day!

And the performance of that kind of choice on the battlefield is not in the dark night, a small number of bats swoop up, dark clouds, raindrops, it is very vague.

Pete spoke coherently. "You know, you know...no mage weaker than you is channeling anything..."

Nok immediately shouted. "Advance, all advance, leave it to you!"

Looking at the red eyes with single brows at night, the corners of my mouth are kept down, because that's not interesting. Compared with the castle of knights that can be defeated in one blow, the fortress that relies on morale and youth is stronger, obviously Ever since I dealt with the Late Ratmen a hundred years later, I haven't fought like that for a long time, and that is the battlefield.

The officers at all levels were not ready yet, and the flames used as indicators were also lit, and the light was like a long candle, burning the small white ground.

Dozens of Bretonnian king knights came on Nock's lead. We waved our weapons and confronted these monsters face to face.

Two gleaming silver armors and swords collided with each other among the blood-red knights, making people dazzled. A small number of special people could even see our waving clearly, so they could only stand by and watch such a battle.

Shan Tengmei laughed, as if he heard a bad joke. "Bad idea, bad idea!"

The priests of Maul chanted spells under the battlefield, and runes and white statues were placed in the corners of the battlefield to prevent the resurrection of the dead.

How much precious lamp oil and fuel will be dissipated in just one second, which can be regarded as vague, but it is enough for many people to have enough food and clothing.

The clawing tomb ghouls, the bat wolves, had suffered heavy losses from heavy artillery fire and gunfire, and when they arrived dying, they had to face Nok's great sword to slay them.

The horse is very spiritual, charging inward, extremely slow, extremely terrifying, the horse's hoof smashes through the wooden wall, and enters the battle between the blood knight and Nok.

That spell was not stressful to me, and the violent fluctuations of magic power retreated into my body a little bit, making my eyes an astonishing, weird, frightening purple.

I stood in the ship armor squad and shot upwards. One shot pierced the blood knight's vitals. With a small amount of skill bonus, one shot was enough to make the legendary lord-level bone king tremble. It pierced through Roel's mass-produced blood knight The head, according to the legend, the Blood Knight, which is comparable to the Holy Grail Knight, is definitely not as terrifying as the legend in terms of the addition of a hundred years of vampire combat experience.

The magic power of purple is off the battlefield, and just as Pete aroused the magic power and drew pure power from the dimension stone, he was subtly twisted and taken away.

How does Keyu distinguish between evil and broken?It's just that getting up at this moment makes the battle easier, isn't it so evil?

Theoretically, to achieve such a strategic effect, Shan Tengmei should be completely young, but there is no loophole in the end. When a sudden crack sound came, people were surprised and frightened to find that the wooden wall collapsed. The corpses receded like the tide.

"Knights please!"

Roel complimented me. "Bad work, your servant, his magic is getting better and better."

This is a flame with oil added!

It is true that the magic is practical, Pete killed Meroving again, and the gap between his academic school and Ye Luzi in that year, Lao Na's magic is indeed biased towards how to form a legion, how to narrow the scope, how to become a god and so on side close.

"go Go."

The armed Merovingians shouted. "It's Xu Mobile, it must be the fault of being hit by friendly artillery fire if you move around!"

I'm vague, mortals can't match it, but with the help of muskets and peasant siege, I can't kill the damn thing.

The guards outside the outpost were waiting for dinner. The food outside the stew was bubbling and bubbling, but the expressions of the soldiers in full armor were frozen. They just drank wine lightly, dipped some bread in the soup and continued to stand guard.

On Pete's side, the dark green dimension stone ceased to lose its power, the dead knight climbed up again, the rotting corpse would die, and the power of human beings would eventually dry up.

Shan Teng showed a sinister smile. "You want the flesh and blood of the peasant lord and this Holy Grail Knight~"

With one against ten, Nok was like the god of war, waving his small sword and rushing back from the battlefield. The peasants blocked the gap with flesh and blood, so that these evil corpses could continue to retreat.

Callard yelled. "You come too!"

The breathing becomes heavy, and the light is also faintly visible. On the light of the torch in the night, blue and scarlet eyes appear from a distance in the night. We can see that we have reached within 200 meters, which is better than expected The more exciting vision made the artillery fire of the giant ship lose the ability to strike first, but it is not useless.

A deadly lead bullet pierced the blood knight's head, the blood spilled in the air, and in the wet raindrops, the vampire's death feeling made Shan Teng's brows tighten. Why did my blood-kissed weakling die so slowly?

Now the lord has not rewarded us too little, so what about death?

Who would hate it, especially the dry smell of rain and the disgusting smell of soil mixed with the bloody smell outside, the farmers stabbed the things behind their faces, time and time again, until I could see what it was, and the firearms flashed one after another Appeared, but the guards were targeting these damn zombies.

Roel took a deep breath, blood, soil, rain, joy, and howling made up everything outside, which made me feel strange, friendly, and not even cool!

But Pete frowned in the first second, because I felt a weak spell turning the four winds around, and the weak power inspired by Shan Tengmei and the dimension stone was actually deviated from the battlefield.

At this moment, a knight raised his sharp blade and attacked Noke from a blind spot. If Noke dodged, he was about to be hit by the sword immediately!
It is definitely possible to use less, that is my warning to myself, and it is also possible to store magic power in the body, especially if you want to go crazy.

"Light it up!"

The peasants yelled. "My God, what is this thing!?"

"It's able to move, it's a little messy! All they need to do is stop stabbing, go back, and keep stabbing!"

Roel got off his own horse, it was a terrible ghost horse with blue eyes shining, it was the mount I had after I was born, and it still works today, Roel brushed its neck, and told me about my It's a loyal favorite.

Whoosh whoosh, the violent soaring cannon exploded in mid-air, the dim light of the fireworks shone on the small ground, pierced the wings of the bats, and let us fall to the ground, and these surprise monster infantry were also very young.

Their bodies burned, and they were broken outside the troops, but they provided worse vision for people to snipe these really important monsters.

Two crazy things, like a special person, can feel creepy, but we can ask and answer one by one, bad is a happy look.

what's the situation?It was very complicated, because the knight guarding the outside was beheaded with a single knife, and a group of knights in bright red armor came, with fair skin and evil smiles, and one of them was holding the corpse of a kingdom knight and drinking blood.

Shan Teng eyebrows are very square. "What's up?"

Intense magic power was introduced into the forest, the trees mutated, and the grass withered, but the dead were resurrected off the battlefield, and Pete also spit out blood because of the magic power fluctuations, which was the magic power backlash...

Pete nodded, the raindrops flowed upwards from my white robe, and it seemed to be under the raincoat. In fact, it was just that the robe that had been washed for a hundred years was too oily to be waterproof.

Whether there is magic power or not, resurrecting the dead is just a matter of paper, but such magic is difficult even for me to use!

I answer. "Master, you won't be able to take that weapon too soon. After you resurrect Mr. Bertley, attack Colony, and behead King Lawn, you want you to complete a goal."

And the enforcer of that spell is naturally Merovingian. Although I have lost the ability to use magic power, I still can't channel the four winds. I'm sitting below the deck, my clothes are soaked with sweat and raindrops.

However, the two looked at each other and smiled like old friends.

That's right, but living in the Warhammer world is not trivial, it's difficult, and everything else is begging, which is even more pitiful.

The guards had already trained for such a situation, and the specially made fireworks must surprise the bats!
The citizens suffered heavy losses, and the blood wet the land, and it turned into a big river flowing out under the washing of the raindrops.

We are shooting these reflective things by reference. To put it bluntly, the white knight, or the blood knight, the reflection from their armor has become the only target, and the zombies are also working hard to put out the lit bonfire, but they are stupid His actions only let himself be ignited.

The dreadful duke completed the encirclement that only dozens of blood knights could break through with just one person, and on the gleaming blade, among the cracked wooden boards, beside the dead peasant, Shan Teng raised his eyes and stared at him intently. Looking at the Merovingians below decks.

Pete is like an old cat that has lost its hair, and said listlessly. "Yes, your lord."

Although Nok is weak, I only have two arms after all. Soon I was entangled by two blood knights, one on the right and one on the left. It is not a small miracle that the eyesight and strength can resist the attack of the blood knight!
In the bright light, the terrifying head flickered, and the fighting sounds of the companions rang out one after another, before the knife penetrated the flesh and blood, and the smell of blood and rotting flesh was mixed together.

"Everyone says that the body gifted by men can't be polluted, but if you try to use our abomination, it will be even weaker!"

The long wooden wall was full of people. Our little boy had just started farm work, and the clothes were still full of mud. Soldiers with long guns slapped away one by one. Dozens of them each served as commanders and armor-piercing. The wooden wall stretched for hundreds of meters. , to cover the entire territory and reef canyons to resist the enemy.

(End of this chapter)