Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 240 90. Our Corps Unimpeded

Green lightning pierced the sky overhead, seemingly close at hand.

Drucci's men reeled from the strange onslaught of rain, many of whom crouched trying to extricate themselves from the horrific downpour.

Hirsis saw the pale faces of Durucci's soldiers distorted with fear, and there were screams of fear one after another from the section of the city wall he was in charge of.To his horror, as far as he could see, he saw several siege ladders biting into the walls, trembling from the weight and climbing of the attackers.

Under the erosion of rainwater, the Reaper Ballista, a strange war machine that has been enchanted by magic, can still be used. At this time, under the command of the captain, it is pouring out firepower based on feeling.

As for the continuous crossbows of the black sharp crossbowmen and pirates, the standard consumables produced in large quantities have been eroded by the rain and cannot exert their original effects, so they can only be adjusted to close-range shooting mode and wait for the enemy to climb the battlements. moment.

Turning his head, Sirsis could vaguely see six soldiers in the inner city struggling with a struggling figure lying on the paving stones.He heard angry shouts and growls that could not have been made by Drucci, and a jagged dagger pierced into the prone figure again and again, but the prone figure was still struggling, and a wave of anger rose from the bottom of his heart. rise.

"Go down and see what's going on." Hirsis said to Julian, and after a pause, he continued, "Be careful!"

"Stand up and face the enemy!" Hirsis roared in the howling wind after he had finished his instructions. He held a long sword and strode on the city wall, not caring about the stinky water that splashed on his face and in the gaps in the armor. .

"In the face of the storm, warriors of Naggaroth will not flinch! Fight or die! Make your choice now!"

The argument continued as Julian walked down the wall, roaring angrily and pushing away the still stabbing soldiers.A sad swordsman with a blood-stained Messer turned to look at him, until the sad swordsman realized who he was facing, shouted in horror and started to back away.

Now Julian could see the writhing, snarling figure, each flash of lightning illuminating the ghastly wounds on the figure's chest, belly, and legs, which he knew had been murdered by knives, swords, and axes. Terrible wounds torn.

The figure put its pale hands around another soldier's neck and tried to pull the struggling soldier close to his torn lip and broken tooth.

Julian's black pupils shrank sharply, and he realized that there was almost no blood around the figure, and a sudden thought made his heart go cold, this Drucci was dead, had been dead for several hours.

With a terrified roar, Julian cut down with his long sword, cut off the walking corpse's right arm from the elbow, and then cut off half of the walking corpse's head, and the walking corpse flinched back and twitched, screaming. The screaming soldier broke free.

But even though the walking corpse's brains splashed on the paving stones, it still tried to charge the soldiers again.Julian intervened again, and with a backhand swing, chopped off the walking corpse's head from its neck. Only then did the hapless creature fall lifelessly to the ground.

Thunder whistled past Julian's ears, and Marus also came over to check the situation at this time.

"It's rain! Bring him back to life!" Marus said to Julian.

"Mother of the Night!" Marus sighed after finishing speaking, and he suddenly realized Nagalia's plan.

Malus turned his head and walked up the city wall quickly. He wanted to inform Sirsis about the situation. When he was halfway up the slope, lightning flashed across his head and pierced the rain curtain. He vaguely glimpsed piles of broken corpses. There were hundreds, maybe thousands, breaking free from the messy pile of corpses on both sides of the inner city boulevard, and walking staggeringly.He realizes that as part of his sister's plan, two large armies surround the inner city, one living and the other dead.

The sound of the horn sounded amidst the sound of rain. Whether it was a warning or a retreat, Marus couldn't tell.He doesn't know how to stop this terrible plague in time, all he can do is fight.
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"My regiment is unimpeded, unimpeded!" Dacius muttered, the foul-smelling rainwater did not drip into his open mouth, let alone make him spit out his dinner disgustingly.

Mother Annasara led the sorceresses to cast a rain-proof spell derived from black magic on key troops.

After muttering, Dacius raised his head and glanced at the outer city with the brief light of lightning. The most elite melee soldiers of Krakalund were leading the way, followed by those carrying repeating crossbows and Reaper ballistas. ranged troops.

In front that Dacius couldn't see, Naggaroth's most elite veteran version of the war hydra was advancing side by side like a dump truck, followed by a large number of coordinated infantry and supporting firepower.

However, only a small number of Ebon Knights were left in the army marching in the city. After all, they could not be used here. The Dark Riders, Cold One Dread Knights, and Scourge Walker Chariots were deployed outside the city, preparing for the next encirclement or pursuit.

The marching troops never encountered the enemy, there was no sign of burning buildings, no hordes of looters, and no wandering soldiers of Drucci.

There were only a few soldiers on guard on the inner city. After seeing the continuous marching troops below, these Durucci soldiers cheered unevenly, and then were withdrawn from the city wall by their command. They may have gone to Support the most critical parts of the east and north.

By this time the fighting had begun on the inner city to the east and north, and the cries and screams of battle were already ringing out as the first enemies reached the battlements.

Julian staggered across the greasy walls, dodging the frenzied battle of screaming Drucci soldiers and howling waves of Chaos, and fending off the onslaught of winds that threatened to blow him off the wall. Among the staggering undead.

A pirate fell, a Beastman slit his throat, and blood gushed from his mouth, but again and again he drove the dagger into the Beastman's muscular chest.

Another Dreadspearman crawled blindly, his face smashed so badly that Julian could no longer distinguish his features, teeth still falling out as he let out a hideous howl.

Two sad swordsmen grabbed a Yankee by the braid, dragged the Yankee off the battlements, and then smashed the Yankee's face on the paving stones. One of the sad swordsmen stretched out a jagged dagger, skillfully slit the Yankee's throat.

Malus shouted with all his might, but his words were drowned in the howling storm and the maelstrom of battle.He snarled in frustration, then started yelling again, but a snarling figure threw him from behind, smashing his face into the paving stones.There was a sharp pain in his right jaw, and thick blood spattered his cheek.Growling like a beast, he tried to wriggle under the Yankee, slamming the side of the Yankee's nose with his gambrel with the inverted blade.

The Yankee growled and tried to stab Malus with his weapon, but the blade grazed Malus' backplate.

Marus was still trying to turn his body over, but the Yankee's expression froze in the next second, and the blade pierced through the Yankee's chest.

"You owe me one more time! Marus." Julian pulled out the long sword that had been deeply pierced into the Yankee's body, then moved the Yankee's head, and said coldly.He has no plans for Lamarus, the most important thing now is to find his father.

Panting heavily, Malus got up and knelt down on one knee.

The walking corpses had almost reached the top of the city wall, and Malus saw two Dreadspearmen being attacked from behind and dragged to the ground by a group of walking corpses, while the rest of Druzzi retreated screaming in horror.

A group of witch spirits pushed away the retreating soldiers and rushed forward howling, trying to block the walking corpses on the slope. Howling patterns of dismemberment and death.With a quick swing of the weapon, the walking corpse's hand was chopped into jagged stumps.

A wraith takes a step to the left, chopping off an arm and the head of the leftmost walker with a quick swing of his weapon.Before the walking corpse fell to the ground, Wu Lingsi changed her posture, slammed at the walking corpse on her right, and decapitated it cleanly with one blow.

The walking dead know neither pain nor fear, but their only weapons are claws and teeth and unnatural vitality.

The few executioners on the city wall also joined in this game-like battle. Dealing with this kind of walking dead is only the most basic practice for the executioners. Up and down, the heads of the walking corpses kept flying up and rolling down the slope.

"Perhaps he's right. Fighting is never done alone." Marus stared blankly at the killing feast, and said silently.

"Drucci! Spear and shield!"

Suddenly, battle cries resounded from the distance connecting the inner city to the inner city. Marus followed the shouts and couldn't see anything. The heavy rain blocked his sight, but he showed a tired and relieved expression. , he knew that reinforcements were coming.

Gorond is not so much a city as a permanent fortification, which is more appropriate. The Lingbao is connected to the outer city, and there is an inner city in the outer city, but the inner city is not one, but two, the core of the city It is the tower of prophecy where Morathi is located in the middle and the gold mine under the tower.

Drucci's reinforcements did come. Under the command of Kolan and Kira, Karond Karl's regular army reserve team and Naggarond's Black Guard were dispatched, and those in front of the Black Guard were responsible for opening the way. War hydra, at this time Lakas is waving the whip of pain, driving these hungry giant beasts, the giant beasts can't wait to eat the endless walking corpses in front of them.

But wave after wave of Chaos still surged across the battlements like a tidal wave and fell on the defending Drucci soldiers.

The Durucci soldiers gritted their teeth and fought, but the onslaught seemed endless.

The killing never ends.

The rain kept falling, the wind kept roaring, Marus strode forward like an agile lynx along the Drutch defense line that was about to collapse at any time, and Kane's Dimensional Sword pierced into the bodies of the Yankees and Beastmen like a butter knife , and then went on to the next desperate fight, leaving severed limbs and convulsed bodies behind him.

Malus is always attacking the enemy from unexpected angles, quickly stabbing the ribs or slicing the hamstrings, his deadly attacks have nothing to do with the glory, it's the ruthless carnage that makes Kain's Dimensional Sword drink blood again and again .

The Durucci soldiers fought back like trapped animals, and even though badly wounded, the soldiers continued to fight until their last blood was spilled on the paving stones before they fell.It seemed that Malus' frenzied fighting had also infected them, and gradually, the situation began to turn in their favor.The waves of Chaos, struggling to fight, dwindled and were driven farther and farther, receding towards the rain-soaked ladder.

Malus couldn't remember how long the battle had been, the torrential rain was still raging, showing no signs of abating, and time lost all meaning.Time and time again, he kept searching in the battle.

Oddly enough, Nagalia and her Chaos warriors were never present throughout this desperate battle.

Kira, who flew over to support him on a manticore, was taken aback by the carnage that took place on the city wall. The black paving stones were covered with a thick layer of blood, sawdust and internal organs, which could not be washed away even by rain, and the damaged weapons , fragments of armor and pieces of meat were scattered everywhere.

Exhausted and numb, the soldiers sat or rested in the filth, the empty-eyed soldiers not even noticing Kira's presence.

Two hours later, the walking corpses in the inner city were cleaned up, and the cold rain hit Marus on the face, not the stinky rain of corpses before, but clear rain.He opened his mouth like a fish and drank greedily.He rubbed the thick exudate in his eyes and blinked at the still rainy sky.

The green lightning was still raging, but the darkness had thinned a little to leaden gray.

The Black Guard of Naggarond and Karond Karl's reserve team took over this section of the city wall. Hirsis limped with the support of his squires and his son. His thigh was injured and he was unnatural. twisted, the battle that belonged to him came to an end for the time being.

The inner and outer city are full of burnt buildings and simple tents that were extinguished by the rain. The exhausted Chaos wave is lying on the dirty streets like a pack of wild dogs, and hundreds of corpses are covered under the inner city.

Howling and chattering cries rose and fell through the ruins, swearing loudly in a language Drucci couldn't understand.

Soon, the killing started again.

As time passed, the advancing speed of Krakalund's troops gradually slowed down, and the Chaos Wave responsible for blocking the advance rushed forward fearlessly. Fierce battles broke out on the city walls, on the avenues, and in the narrow alleys.

Although it slowed down, the troops were still advancing, and Dacius could already vaguely see the tide of chaos climbing up the inner city.

Dacius nodded, expressing his agreement with Maranul's statement.

"If Nagalia has no backup, the battle will end today." Maranul said to Dacius.

Suddenly, a large number of Chaos Warriors rushed out from the tunnel connecting the inner and outer city. The soldiers who had just retreated from the city wall were caught off guard and fell to the ground. Afterwards, the Chaos Warriors began to rush towards the city gate.

　I'm sorry, I'm not in a good state today. I wanted to ask for leave. Tomorrow, the protagonist will enter the scene, and Marus's story is over.

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