Warhammer in a box

Chapter 132: Capturing Ludwig
"A small favor?" Manfred's face began to look bad. He was anxious to bring Morgiana back. The longer he stayed, the more risks he would have to bear.

"That's right. Not far from this mountain range, the dwarves from Karak Breeze Castle have been planning to kill me. I just captured a few dwarves for a small experiment, and they acted like crazy. You happened to be here this time, help me get rid of them!"

Kemmler said sinisterly.

Manfred heard the threat in Kemmler's words. The two sides had originally reached a short-term alliance. Manfred needed Kemmler's power, and he needed the huge undead behind him even more. That was the undead transformed from Gul, the former Chaos Champion and the Chosen One, a Khorne believer.

His power is unquestionable, and he needs Kemmler to contain the humans of Bretonnia and the Empire and cause chaos everywhere, which will give him more opportunities to do his own things.

As for Kemmler, others thought he was just a powerful necromancer, but in fact he had already reached a deal with the Chaos Gods. The evil gods gave him power, and he needed to bring chaos and destruction to the world.

"Kemuller, I can help you, and I have the ability to help you, but not now. After I finish what I have to do, these dwarves, even the Empire, and Bretonnia, will no longer be a threat, and you can walk in this world openly. When I return, I will let my vampires and necromancers come to help you."

"Not now? Manfred, your words are full of lies."

"Kemmler! I'm not negotiating with you! Now! Tell me! Where is the passage across the Black Mountains!"

Hearing the threatening words, Gul behind Kemmler took two steps towards Manfred with a big sword in hand, and Manfred also took out his weapon. The atmosphere at the scene was particularly solemn.

But before long, Kemmler was smiling.

"Gul, step back. I believe you this time, Manfred, but I hope you don't forget your promise. If I tell everyone about what we did together, Bretonnia might temporarily form an alliance with the Empire. I believe you don't want them to come together to deal with you, right?"

"Kemuler, our interests are now consistent, at least for now."

"Come on, follow me."

The mountains are so high that even Mannfred's zombie dragons cannot climb over them, and the Imperial Pass guarding the mountains is too easy to spot.

Now the knights of Bretonnia are looking for him all over the world. Let Manfred face the organized and large-scale Holy Grail Knights of Breton alone? These supermen Manfred who drank Lilith's foot washing water are not particularly confident.

Led by Kemmler, the two came to the castle. There was a secret tunnel under the castle, which was Kemmler's escape route and also the passage for him to reach the empire to carry out his evil plan.

It took countless tireless undead creatures years to dig out this passage.

"Kemuler, you've been fighting these dwarves for so long, and you've even learned the ability to dig holes from them."

"Manfred, I hope you can watch your mouth. You need my help right now. Right here, keep going forward. Through this underground passage, you will reach the vicinity of Ehrhart in the Empire. Then go all the way north and you will be able to return to your Sylvania."

Kemmler said, pointing at the dark passage in front of him.

Looking at the passage, Manfred held the still unconscious Morgiana under his armpit and walked forward quickly.

After several hours of trekking, Manfred finally saw the exit. Compared with the passage dug by the dwarves, the underground passage dug by the undead was rugged and dilapidated. Even he was tortured by this road.

The exit of this passage is hidden quite well. There is no one living in the wilderness. The evil moon hangs high in the sky, but there is no annoying sun.

After confirming the direction, Manfred headed towards Sylvania. After all, this place belonged to Reikland and was not a place to stay for long. He started to move in the predetermined direction, but when he was passing through a forest, he heard the sound of fighting.

He instinctively wanted to avoid it, but the special gunshot attracted his attention.

"Bang, bang, bang." The continuous gunshots did not sound like the sound of a team of muskets. Curiosity made Manfred sneak towards the direction where the sound came from.

When he came to the edge of the battlefield, he found that a troop of about 50 people was fighting a group of orcs.

However, the situation on the battlefield made Manfred a little confused.

Isn't the battle too one-sided? 50 people chasing orcs who are several times their number? These orcs are not all goblins, many of them are strong orc boys.

However, these orcs were powerless to resist the strange guns in the soldiers' hands.

The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder. This is the smell of human black powder. Is this a new invention of humans?

Just as Manfred was thinking, the last orc was shot in the head and fell to the ground.

"Captain! This gun is so useful!"

"Yes. With this weapon, many brothers will be saved from death. Thank you, His Majesty Carl, for making such a good weapon for us!"

This is a small team of Rick Territory soldiers. Their team of 3 people was assigned automatic rifles. One purpose was to clear out the orcs in the territory, and the other was to train a group of skilled shooters and further understand the characteristics of automatic rifles and develop special tactics.

And this team completed their mission perfectly.

But just when they were feeling proud, terrible malice attacked them. A sense of despair enveloped their hearts. Those with weak wills actually knelt down on the ground and began to cry. The weapons in their hands were thrown to the ground. In an instant, they lost the will to fight.

The few veterans held their weapons with difficulty. They prayed to Sigmar and encouraged the others to stand up, but a black shadow flashed by and they were all beheaded.

The captain of this team covered his head with his hands. He vaguely saw a bald man picking up an automatic rifle and examining it in his hand.

He barely managed to point the gun at him and pull the trigger.

But the moment the bullet was fired, the figure disappeared again, and when he blinked, the bald man appeared in front of him. Then he felt a pain in his heart, and a bloody and still beating heart appeared in the man's hand.

"Strange weapon, but no different from a musket." Manfred found that he could still dodge the bullets, but the symbol on the gun caught his attention, it was a golden double-headed eagle.
It seems that this is an automatic gun exported from Terra, but Carl bought it through some unknown channel.

Manfred remembered that this came from a place called Terra, and he even sent a high-level vampire to inquire about the situation of the Chosen One.

"Maybe we can go to this place called Terra. If we can capture two chosen ones at once, then my plan can be advanced again!"

(End of this chapter)