Warhammer in a box

Chapter 281 Shi Lan Joins the War
The advance began, massive artillery fire plowed the ground again, and the soldiers followed the slow barrage and began to advance.

The demons also began to face scenes that they had never dared to imagine before. The scale of the hundreds of cannons in the Middle Ages could be said to be unprecedented.

At this time, there were more than a hundred artillery pieces on the human position, and their power was more than ten times greater.

Even if you, the big demon, stand in front, you will still be blown into pieces.

After the bombardment, the soldiers began to advance. The ultimate goal was not only to destroy the demons but also to regain lost territory, and this job had to be done by the infantry.

Zhang Heng still hasn't recovered from the psychological trauma of failing to overturn the table.

At this moment, Zhang Heng felt like he was holding a bomb in his hand while playing cards, and he could explode no matter what cards his opponent played.

But in the end, I found out that the other party also had a bomb, and there was more than one person! Every player could do it!

This made Zhang Heng a little stressed.

Even though he saw that the strength of the army under his command was no longer what it used to be, he was still worried. He was afraid that the Chaos God would learn from him and overturn the table.

The Chaos Evil God did not feel sorry for the loss of his believers, but Zhang Heng did!

The soldiers under his command were all trained one by one, and the population of the empire was limited.

The soldiers of Terra were attacking, and Zhang Heng was not idle either. With the help of Bourne, who was still in Lustria, he came to this primitive continent again.

Bourne temporarily became the spokesperson of the ancient saints in the eyes of the Lizardmen in Itaza and stayed in Itaza, the chief of the cities.

The incarnation descended, and Zhang Heng flew directly into the air. With the addition of a large number of hatching pools, the lizardmen also began their own war mobilization.

Every newly hatched lizardman is a mature individual who does not need time to grow. They are powerful warriors from the moment they are born. And the lizardmen born from this new hatching pool actually have a very high probability of being blessed by God.

These golden-backed lizardmen warriors, who had never appeared before, were much superior to ordinary lizardmen warriors in terms of independent consciousness and combat capabilities, which made the Shilans very excited.

The Lizardmen have begun their war against the Chaos Demon strongholds on this continent, vowing to retake the fallen temple cities and rebuild them to restore the Lizardmen's former glory.

Zhang Heng was searching for traces of the Shilan in mid-air. Perhaps because of the start of the war, the number of Lizardmen and Shilan in Itaza was obviously much less.

But he soon found the Shi Lan he was looking for.

Inside the incubation room, Mazdamuddi was watching the new incubation pools bestowed by the ancient saints producing one lizardman after another. He hoped that the incubation pool would produce one of his own kind, but these days had passed and still no new Slann had come into this world.

Mazdamuddi felt a little disappointed, but seeing the population starting to rise again made him feel a long-lost joy.

These blessed lizardmen will become his soldiers, forming an entire blessed army to completely retake this continent for the Ancient Saints.

While Mazdamuddi was thinking, the golden sun appeared in front of him again.

Seeing the Ancient Saint approaching him again, Mazdamudin lowered his stone chair and said respectfully, "Great Ancient Saint, I respectfully welcome you. Do you have any instructions?"

"Mazdamundi, I have a mission for you to do." Upon hearing the order from the Ancient Saint, Mazdamundi immediately agreed: "Your will is our mission, everything is for the great plan."

"You know that the young races I created live on another continent under the sea called the Old World?"

"I know that you once wrote on your stone tablet that each race needs to stay in its own place, and that old continent is where humans live and need to stay. For thousands of years, I have implemented your orders and worked hard to make the races in each major plan stay in their own positions. Do you have any requirements for this young race?"

Mazdamundi asked curiously. After all, although humans were also created by the Old Saints, his understanding and contact with the humans of the Old World were very limited. The humans he had most contact with were those from the Norse raiders. This made Mazdamundi always believe that the human race was a failure and they were too easily corrupted by Chaos.

"Mazdamuddi, that continent is also suffering from the ravages of Chaos right now. There are also some of my believers there. I need you to help them!"

"Go to that continent to help humans? Ancient Saint, this is different from what you said before."

Zhang Heng was speechless for a while. These lizardmen with programmed functions were indeed a bit rigid.

"It's different now. During the years I was away, I discovered a new way to save the world. Humans, the race I created, will be an important part of this new plan. The evil gods from Chaos have grown to a terrifying level. Even if I face them, I'm still not sure of winning.

Mazdamuddi, the race I created should be united."

Although Mazdamuddi couldn't see Zhang Heng's appearance clearly, if the new content of the grand plan was told to him by the ancient sage himself, he had no reason to refuse. This was respect engraved in his genes.

"Ancient Saint, what should I do?"

"Join the battle. I need you to intervene directly in the next battle as the lizardman Slan to let humans know your good intentions. Can you use magic to teleport to the old continent?"

"Teleportation magic? If there is a magic anchor point plus the magic power of the rest of the Slann, it should be possible, but the distance is a bit far for me. I can ensure my own arrival, but there is no way for our army to do so."

"Only one person? We can't teleport as a group, but that's enough! I'll have someone prepare the anchor point."

Mazdamudin used magic to conjure up a golden plaque and held it up with both hands and handed it to Zhang Heng. This plaque carved by Mazdamudin's magic can serve as Mazdamudin's magic perception point.

"But great Ancient Saint, why don't you use your great power so that I can lead our army directly?" Mazdamuddi asked doubtfully. After all, they were created by the Ancient Saints. Now that the Ancient Saints have returned to this world, why don't they do it themselves? For the supreme Ancient Saints, shouldn't this be something that can be done easily?

“These Shi Lan are not stupid.” Zhang Heng sighed, but the previous failure of overturning the table also gave him a very reasonable explanation.

"It's not that I don't want to do this, but the evil gods are also on guard against me. If I rashly use my power to intervene in the battles in the mortal world, the evil gods will also use their power to stop me, and even cause some irreversible consequences. Mazdamuddi, this is a battle between believers."

Listening to the words of the ancient saint, Mazdamuddi blinked his big eyes and finally chose to believe it.

Zhang Heng, who obtained the magic anchor point, also collected a hundred ancient holy stone tablets containing divine power from the lizardmen, which greatly increased his divine power.

Without any stop, Zhang Heng quickly returned to the front line of Marienburg.

The troops have already started a close battle with the Nurgle army in the city, and in the sky, Laun's Pegasus troops have also been fighting with the Nurgle Air Force in mid-air.

However, even the weapons in the hands of the flying cavalry were replaced with 40k weapons such as laser rifles, which made Nurgle's rot flies fall like raindrops.

(End of this chapter)