Warhammer in a box

Chapter 53: Ulfric's Dream

Every step the mammoth mounted by Ulfric took caused the ground to shake like an earthquake.

With every step they took, Geisel and his Nord Marines couldn't help but take a step back.

It wasn't that Gesser and his warriors were cowardly, but that Ulfric's reputation was too terrifying.

It is rumored that he was blessed by the four gods and his tribe was called the World Walkers.

Ulfric has traveled all over the world with his tribe, including the High Elves, Dark Elves, Human Empire, the abandoned city of Skaven, the barbaric Badlands and those arrogant Tomb Kings. As long as he thinks there is prey worth hunting, he will do his best to take off the opponent's head.

Giants, abominations, undead monsters, kings, famous warriors, and noble heroes may all appear on his list.

Even at this time, Ulfric alone suppressed everyone in Nordland.

"Ulfric! You lackey of Chaos, why didn't your master give you those disgusting tentacles!

You shouldn't have come here! Nordland will never be defeated by you barbarians! The Empire's reinforcements are on the way, you and your low-IQ barbarians will die here! Come on! Your opponent is me!"

No matter what, Geisel's mouth can never be missed.

After saying that, Geisel rushed forward with the rune sword in hand. The magic of the rune sword took effect again, but it was not as invincible as before.

The magic went towards Ulfric, but was shattered by a single blow from the sword of Torgard in his hand, which was filled with chaos magic.

"What!" Geisel couldn't believe it, but then he felt himself covered by a huge shadow.

Ulfric controlled the mammoth under him and used the mammoth's huge tusks to knock Geyser directly out. The huge impact force carried Geyser heavily onto the Nord Marines.

"Imperial! You are not worthy to be my prey!" Ulfric looked at the fallen Gesser with disdain, and did not even choose to go up and finish him off.

And let the Nord Marines take their unconscious Elector Count away from the battlefield.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat! Take Lord Geisel away!" the officer roared.

The Nords no longer dared to stay here and quickly evacuated Dist Harbor with the unconscious Geisel.

With Gesser's defeat, the fall of Dist Harbor was also foreshadowed. The Norsemen successfully gained a beach landing site, and more and more Norsemen came to the shore on longboats.

The Imperial Navy at sea also began to slowly withdraw from the battlefield as they saw the fall of the port. Without the supplies at the dock, they would also be exhausted to death by the Norsemen.

All the Norse barbarians shouted Ulfric's name and rushed into the port to start their looting.

They smashed, looted and burned everything they could see.

It is unlikely that any good outcome will befall the civilians and soldiers who did not have time to evacuate.

Soon, heart-wrenching cries and wild laughter were heard in the port.

From time to time, sporadic sounds of fighting could be heard. No one could have expected that their Elector would be defeated so quickly. The favorable situation was destroyed in an instant when Ulfric came ashore.

Ulfric rode on his mammoth in silence. Even the biting sea breeze blowing on him could not calm his increasingly hot and irritable mood.

His eyes were emitting a ferocious light as if he was looking for something, and the runes representing chaos on his body were also flashing with strange light. Until his plunderers came to him with one imperial civilian and soldier after another, his original look became more and more disappointed.

"Not here... Where on earth is he... Where on earth is the man they want me to kill!"

Ulfric muttered to himself irritably, and even the war mammoth under his mount could sense its master's mood and began to pace on the spot.

Half a month ago, Ulfric's plundering plan was not like it is now. The land of Norsca was too barren. He needed to carry out routine plundering like in previous years to obtain enough food and property for the population of the tribe, as well as to capture slaves to satisfy his desires.

These war-loving Norscans under his command also need to fight to satisfy their desire to fight.

Because he successfully led more and more barbarian tribes in the North, the looting this time was more massive than in previous years, which made the empire feel the pressure, but Ulfric had no intention of occupying anywhere, and did not even plan to stay ashore for a long time.

This will only result in more harm than good.

He knew that even if the Norse tribe under his command succeeded in occupying the entire Nordic territory, it would be of no avail. The reinforcements from the Empire could still completely expel him from the Empire's land.

But one night, he heard the voice of the Chaos God again in his dream.

His soul was controlled by the evil magic of chaos and came to the devil's realm of the gods, who told him to hunt a human.

Then a picture appeared in his eyes. A mortal was holding a strange weapon and chopping off Malagor's head. The picture changed again. It was that man again, emitting golden flames all over his body, killing the Nurgle believers who had turned into monsters.

Ulfric looked at the golden flames and felt disgust from his soul.

That's right, the person the evil god wanted him to kill was Ludwig. It seemed that Ludwig had attracted the attention of the four gods, and when they found that their power could not corrupt him, they decided to kill him.

"Go! Go and kill him! This man will soon reach Nordland. Bring your soldiers and sacrifice his body and soul to the great god!"

Each evil god issued a divine order to him, and the messengers transformed from demons around the evil gods kept whispering in his ears, which made Ulfric remember Ludwig's appearance completely.

"My Lord, I will bring back the prey they want! I am the eternal challenger, I am the world walker, I am their most beloved and deadly warrior! I am Ulfric!!"

After Ulfric made a promise to the evil god, he successfully woke up from his sleep.

After waking up, he immediately gathered all his troops and attacked the Nord Lord.

The Nords also discovered that the size of the Norscans this time was far greater than usual, and immediately sent out requests for help to the surrounding Elector Counties and the Empire.

Sitting on the war mammoth, Ulfric looked indifferently at the imperial civilians and soldiers who were pressed in front of the plunderers.

"Use these people to perform the Blood Raven Ritual to please the gods in the Pantheon! Place the Lord's statue here when it's over!" Ulfric said calmly.

But after hearing Ulfric's words, these Norscan raiders showed cruel smiles.

Accompanied by the screams of men, women, young and old, the bodies with their backs cut open and ribs broken were taken out while they were still conscious and were thrown in a blasphemous manner on the shore of Dist Port. Even the air was filled with the smell of blood.

"Gather the team! We must find that person!"

More and more Norscans also came to the land of Nordland on longships.

(End of this chapter)