Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 552 Confrontation
"Launch, launch, these long-dead undead should not fucking stand here."

The swearing sound was extraordinarily chaotic, but compared to the sound of artillery soaring into the sky, it became extremely small.

Fourth Street is fighting with absolute madness. Both sides seem to have forgotten tactics and strategies. Only the blood and blood can forget everything in the past.

The general rode a tall horse and fought forward accompanied by the guards. He forgot the important mission on his body and turned back into a soldier who only thought about how to kill the enemy.

Encouraged by the general, the soldiers worked harder than ever. The endless tide of corpses became an obstacle waiting to be trampled. The will of countless people was condensed under the flag of the flaming eagle. They believed that this action was to save the suffering motherland.

The aggressive heavy firepower team became the vanguard, and even the undead could feel a trace of fear under the grinning faces under the thick plate armor. Dozens of hundred-meter-long flames were like the wrath of the gods, mercilessly burning any enemies in front.

Perhaps it was because the Undead Command did not expect that the National Guard would choose such a fierce and decisive offensive. Before the ghosts lurking in the ruins attacked with their terrifying figures, they received a few rounds of blessed bullets from the Knight of the Silver Hammer, forever The world disappears.

The vampires reacted and made a counterattack. According to their previous understanding of humans, they would always use magic to gain an advantage, stop the advancing human army, change the rhythm of the battlefield, and fall into the chopping block style used by midnight dignitaries.

But a human mage holding two swords made them stop controlling the wind of death. An indescribable sense of fear appeared in the vampire's heart. The huge wind of Aksha condensed in the sky. If the orange above The yellow vortex spun again, and the rain of flames that fell could kill most of the undead on the battlefield.

The vampire, who felt the pressure of magic for the first time, chose to break the cohesion of the wind of Aksha to avoid being broken by the formation in a short time by the Patriotic Army.

The appearance of a group of people caught the general's attention. The figure on the nightmare horse was so familiar, except for the same name, there was no trace of its previous appearance.

"Prokin, you coward finally dare to come out." Lasker pulled the rein, and he only had eyes for this betrayer. If he had some pity for the sensitive and inferior Prokin in the past, after learning that he became a vampire to help After Katrin asserted her rule, there was only endless anger.

"Laskol, I haven't seen you for a long time..." The cold blue eyes shimmered, and Pu Luojin took a deep breath through his nose. He could smell a familiar smell of blood, which was the blood accompanied by the subtle plague of rats. Man understands their difficulty and considers it all a betrayal.

Needless to say, Lasker Jianfeng pointed directly at Prokin, the commander of the undead, and the traitors who followed him. There is only one kind of person in this world who is not worthy of forgiveness, and that is the traitor!

Plotin didn't say a second sentence either. When the two sides stand here, any words are superfluous. Only the winner can write the elegy of the loser.

The two teams who had been fighting together for many years confronted each other with incomparable anger and hatred.

The Kislevian mortal army, which is directly under Prokin, also emerged from the pile of undead, with rough faces full of perseverance, holding up shields and preparing to fight against the Patriot Army.

A neat array of people stood in front of the undead, fighting with the mother and children of the motherland who are connected by blood.

"Kill them all!" The deputy commander ordered in a cold voice, and let the Wei Guojun, who was hesitant because of the appearance of the human army, continue to charge. Since they are on the opposite side, there is no mercy at all.

This is a confrontation of race and position, and it is also a fearless hymn of life for those who are unwilling to succumb to the fate of today.

"traitor!"

"traitor!"

A yell came from the positions of both sides, from the mouths of the people who were stalemate with shields, and from the mouths of the generals and guards who were confronting each other.

Standing at the top of the lighthouse, Masnow, who was watching everything, said with great interest, "It's very interesting, isn't it, who is right and who is wrong."

"From Caledon's point of view, the Patriotic Army is right." Ambassador Rachel silently watched Mrs. Kisly who were fighting and killing each other. Tragedy was born from destroying those symbols of beauty.

It is undoubtedly too dramatic to see Mrs. Kisley, who is known for her unity, become like this. Both sides are sticking to their positions, loyal to the authority of the sacred Queen Khan and the promised power, or following the road ahead. The National Guard doesn't seem to be a good choice.

"But Caledor's experience doesn't seem to be much inferior. We have also suffered betrayal."

Masnow's words made Rachel fall into silence. This sentence clearly refers to the Enario family, but in fact it refers to the attitude of the flame knights who don't work hard, so the ambassador can't answer.

After Oliveira's work report two days ago, the conflict between the champion warrior and the chief of the royal guard has intensified. The ambassador has heard some colleagues discuss the domestic situation.

After the former head of the parliament, Randy, retired, the situation in the noble council became a little less optimistic. A wise ruler must not occupy all the interests. The prince monopolizes everything about the lizard people, but in other respects, even corner resources can It has doubled the wealth of many families.

The champion warrior is a staunch military supremacy. As long as it can increase Caledor's strength, he will not refuse. The matter of Kislev's auxiliary corps was established by him.

And the great nobles in the parliament are still doubting whether humans will remain loyal to Caledor...

The ambassador shook his head and drove out the chaotic thoughts, "Absolute power is the foundation of guaranteeing loyalty. As long as Caledon can continue to develop according to the current situation, the prince will definitely aspire to the throne of Ulthuan."

"Can I trust you, Rachel?"

"I don't know, I have served in the garrison for a long time, and I know how well you take care of the soldiers under your command, but the parliament has too far-reaching influence on Caledon, and the prince will not sanction the family that has been loyal for thousands of years because of some trivial matters .”

Masno looked up at the sky. The prince always agreed with the decision to expand human soldiers. The population of Caledor is really too small. Currently, it is only one that occupies the Lustrian Isthmus and Naggaroth. In the corner, it is already unable to maintain control over other places.

The goal of attacking is very simple, but how to manage it is a big problem.

This created a great contradiction with the secret meeting of several people. Anaheim will serve as a breakthrough, and he will break through the prejudice against human beings, making them another effective fighting force of Caledor.

"But I want to believe you, Rachel, Caledon hasn't experienced such a big change for too long, we need a different way to understand this sinister world."

Rachel was silent for a long time. This was a matter of standing in line. The champion warriors aimed at the resources of the old world. Carmen at Caledon's embassy in the Empire was obviously one of Masno's people.

It was Maslow who was in charge of diplomacy with the Empire after the end of the Great Jihad. If he was also on this side, then the parliament may know what they need to know about the situation in the old world.

"Does the prince know about this?" Rachel asked the only question. His allegiance was always to the dragon court, and his political stance was only due to his different ideas and his background as a commoner.

"Based on your experience, you can naturally guess this matter, why bother to ask."

"I understand." Rachel stroked his chest and saluted Masnow's back. He was born as a commoner and not good at war, which already determined the upper limit of his career. He was unwilling to spend half his life in this poor and cold old world.

And the champion warrior who lacks the noble team now is the best choice.

(End of this chapter)