Warhammer: Return of the Dragon.

Chapter 230
The Grand Master of the White Wolf Knights galloped on the main road of the Ostermark Territory on a war horse dubbed Little Daisy, holding a Griffon battle flag in his hand, and there were nearly ten thousand cavalry behind him. This huge cavalry Together they appear as unstoppable peaks of steel, and no one can stand before them without instilling fear in their hearts.

After Magnus passed the trial of Ulrich on the floating soil and stepped through the holy fire, he has become a veritable God's Chosen One, and his status in the White Wolf Church is equal to or even surpassed by the Grand Pope. Chosen by God, honored by the Empire as Magnus the Pious.

Kristoff glanced at the army behind him, feeling a little more emotional in his heart, Magnus, this name may leave a strong mark in the history of the empire, all the electors chose to let go of their prejudices and Doubtful, supporting Magnus' actions, an army of more than 10 people gathered under the command of the pious, intending to solve the threat of the Kurgan Eternal Chosen to the Old World.

White Wolf Knights, Burning Heart, Morr Knights, Cheetah Knights, Tal's Wrath, Vengeful Sun..., countless famous knights in the empire have responded to the call of the devout, from the coast of Nordland to Rick At the foot of the mountains, from the swamps of Westerland to the forests of Sylvania, as long as honorable warriors took up arms and chose to join the war, this war to defend the old world was enthusiastically called by everyone. "The Great Holy War".

"Urik's fangs will not lose to anyone." The Grand Master of the White Wolf Knight, who was the commander of the Magnus cavalry, swore inwardly, shaking the reins vigorously in an attempt to make the horse go faster. Get snatched by those pointy ears.

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At the northern entrance to the World's Edge Mountains, the armies of Eternal Peak are engaged in an encounter with the greenskins entrenched in Red Eye Mountain.

On the throne of power raised by the four eternal guards, the dwarf high king Erickson raised the ax of Grimnir and killed the troll rushing towards him with one blow. This book of great hatred written in the blood of the Dwarf High King is full of pain and suffering that the dwarves have suffered.

As the High King talked about the hatred of Karad Ungol one by one, all the dwarves fell into a state of rage. Only by experiencing it will you understand the pain of these hatreds for the dwarves. Only by remembering the hatred can you be regarded as a Qualified beard.

The craziest of the wrathful dwarves is the Butcher Karak Kadrin led by Agrim Ironfist.

The war mourner sang loudly the battle song to boost morale, his naked body was already covered with green-skinned blood, but he still swung the big ax in his hand, and every slash was a fatal massacre. There is no grace of any kind, just the power to cut any foe in half as a testament to his determination.

"I am the war-destroyer of Karak Kadrin, Agrim Ironfist, sworn warrior of the Butcher King, son of the Dragonbeard clan seeking an honorable death since the days of Balaag!" Agrim will fight Holding the ax in front of his stomach, he roared at the orc warrior who was obviously stronger than the other green skins. No one would doubt his determination and anger.

"Dwarf, die." The orc warrior rushed towards the provocative dwarf butcher on his war pig, blowing up snowflakes and severed limbs, and a faint greenish light appeared on the rusty machete, obviously messing with Brother Mao Already noticed this lucky greenskin.

Agrim did not confront the orc warlord, and the butcher vowed to let him find an honorable death, but this is not a death that can be achieved without thinking.

He stood on the spot to meet the charge, and seemed to have smelled the stench from the war pig. The aura of that huge body seemed unstoppable when it charged. This is the fighting method it is best at, and it is always invincible.

But this time, when facing the mourners of the Butcher Fort War, it lost its effect.

Agrim slashed at the head of the war pig horizontally, directly attacking the most vulnerable eyes, ignoring the threat of the orc warrior with the machete. Agrim has experienced this kind of dangerous battle many times, but every time He is the last victor.

The rune ax cut through the tough outer skin of the war pig, and the hard skull failed to block the dwarf's terrifying power. Most of the pig's head was chopped off, and its power even drove the war pig back a few steps. The distance made it impossible for the orc warrior's machete to threaten Agrim.

Agrim sang the ancient war song again after he succeeded in one blow, and chopped the surrounding green skins with one axe after another. A blood-red path gradually formed along the blood dripping from his body, which appeared so on the snow-covered ground. appalling.

On the other side, unlike the furious and ferocious butcher, the troops of the Angrund clan led by Bellegar seemed extremely calm. After the ax that appeared in the gap in the shield wall hit the enemy accurately, it would be retracted immediately, and then it would be ready for the next attack. Perhaps the efficiency of killing the enemy in this way is not high, but relying on the extraordinary patience and physical strength of the dwarves, they can consume the enemy alive with the smallest loss. This is the way of fighting in tunnel warfare, and it is also the way Ang The experience summed up from the Langde clan's history of thousands of years of blood and tears.

Belgar, holding a one-handed warhammer, smashed the ugly head of the night goblin in front of him with one blow, and then continued to move forward. It seemed that nothing could shake the steel wall made up of the tribe's beliefs.

Among the mountains, the roar of muskets can be heard endlessly, and the engraved stones of hatred engraved with revenge runes are continuously thrown to the greenskin positions with the movement of the catapult.

From time to time, you can still hear the sound of explosions in the green leather camp. The dwarf helicopter, a cross-age engineering machine that was originally used to transmit information in various mountain fortresses, was sent to the front line under the order of the High King. With thick metal plates installed, a large number of lead bullets ejected from the steam cannon in front of the engine room can effectively destroy groups of enemies and tear them into steaming fragments. The engineers even installed a bomb bay on it, but it is a pity that Few, except the most skilled pilots, would dare attempt to drop a bomb.

Because the current helicopter is still in the experimental stage, these bombs need to be ignited by the pilot when manipulating the aircraft to drop them. The bombs have not yet been allowed to use collision fuzes, but this still caused a high degree of panic in the greenskins.

Not everyone can keep fighting in the face of those weird metal-shelled things that make strange roars, not to mention that these flying things will spew out the most hated shiny marbles.

In the relatively open mountains, the dwarf's superiority in firepower was completely demonstrated, killing most of the intercepted greenskin army. After Agrim successfully chopped off the head of the orc general, the morale of the greenskins completely collapsed , the boys who are barely alive turn around and run away, let these short stacks enter the tunnel, and then we will deal with you.

Erickson angrily reprimanded the soldiers who tried to follow the greenskins into the underground tunnels. He knew that the encounter was nothing more than a conspiracy by the greenskins of Red Eye Mountain to lure the dwarves into the underground tunnels to fight them.

"Our current goal is to support Kislev. If chaos is allowed to enter the World's Edge Mountains, the hatred will only increase. Collect the remains of the victims and set off for Kislev immediately."

The words of the High King worked, but the unwilling eyes of the dwarves when they looked at the fleeing greenskins proved how much they wanted to settle their hatred at this moment.

(End of this chapter)