The Lion King of Middenland, Warhammer

() "My Liga, you have spoken what is in my heart! Don't worry, I will show you my courage, but now is not the time."

Analair laughed. He kissed the dark elf's cheek, then stood up abruptly, exposing his burly body to the moonlight.His muscles are very toned, and the strange purple demon snake tattoo on his skin coils from his chest to between his legs. If you pay attention to observe, you can see the strange brilliance of the demon snake's eyes shining in the middle of his chest muscles--- That eye is a blue gem set into the skin.In fact, the left and right of his arms were inlaid with the same gemstones, beating like life under the moonlight.

"I look forward to the career of my beloved champion warrior, and the glory of Sharis will surely bless us. Liga of Dites will be with you forever, until the moment when we become princes, and forever."

The naked dark elf priestess also stood up, and pressed her perfectly curvy body against the generous chest of the evil God's Chosen, her lips met the God's Chosen's cheek again, her slender fingers Turn around on the raised pectoral muscles.Under her feet were dark elves lying horizontally and vertically, some of them woke up like soft snakes and approached their master's thighs again, many bewildered eyes were shining with longing and longing.

Under the moonlight, the frenzy in the forest continued again, and purple clouds of smoke and fragrance rose everywhere, dyeing the birch forest in the north with a layer of hopeful color.The two reformed chaos servants stood silently on both sides of the suitcase, as silent as solidified steel statues, only a faint white air rose from their lips, showing that their lives still existed.They used to be human beings too, but now they have been turned into killing tools that no one recognizes—chaos servants, who have lost all emotion in the demonic hands of the evil God's Chosen One.

The black copper-rimmed leather case under their feet was about six feet long and two feet wide, with patterns of sea snakes carved on the edges, with bronze chains and skull clasps.Layers of purple and black flesh lumps filled the entire box, with scales and tentacles, as well as a huge scar, with traces of flame burns.And in the middle of the piece of flesh and scales is a beautiful body as smooth as a jade carving, just like the legendary Sleeping Beauty.

She slept peacefully in that strange suitcase, her limbs were covered by purple-black scales and flesh, only the seductive and perfect naked body in the middle was exposed, her soft blue hair hung down, long There seemed to be a teardrop on her eyelashes.The beautiful curves extend from the upright breasts to the lower abdomen, and the fair skin is like a soft jade carving, slowly rising and falling with the weak breathing.The purple-black monster snake tentacles coiled around her smooth shoulders, extending to the bottom of the gold and silver thorn collar on the jade neck, and then perfectly blended into one, forming a soul-stirring beauty.

The moonlight shone on her soft cheeks and her soft lips, and her face could be seen clearly. It was an astonishing identity——she was Laisia, who was in the battle at the military depot A chaotic dancer who was devoured by her master, the transformed evil God's Chosen Tiggle!

Everyone thought she was dead, but she miraculously survived. Tigger's remnant body turned into a strange protective cocoon to protect her body, making her fall into a deep sleep like hibernation.That might be the last gift that the proud chosen one gave his lover before he died. Tigger is indeed an unusual evil knight!But is this right or wrong?What fate awaits the Sleeping Beauty in the future?No one can answer, nor can judge and answer.

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Two days after the small turmoil in Kharkov Castle passed, a mighty army that stretched for more than two leagues walked in battle formation on the grassland where the first snow fell, like several long lines standing side by side. The snake was advancing, leaving behind endless black footprints and ruts.The military flags of the royal court, the electors, Kislev, Tyrell, and the border principalities and mercenaries were flying in colorful colors over the army, giving the desolation and silence The vast snowfield in the sky adds a touch of color.

In the middle of their formation was a covered carriage, and on both sides were spearmen in units of centurions.These soldiers are heavily armored warriors, wearing wrought iron breastplates with ribbons, feathers and various heraldic emblems, and various iron helmets with feathers or red tassels, marching in a strict formation of five Walk shoulder to shoulder.Dense spears and halberds trembled on their shoulders like a forest, and the sharp spearheads and halberds shone coldly in the afternoon sun.

On the periphery of the spear and halberd soldiers are musketeers advancing in two columns. Most of them don't wear armor, and their clothes are also different. Only the musket on the shoulder is roughly the same as the leather gunpowder bottle on the chest.Most of the soldiers of the empire wore wide-sleeved colored leather jackets, soft hats with feathers on them, bracketed swords and short daggers on their waists, whistled from time to time, and threw up their hats, showing off their lively appearance. nature.Kislev's warriors, on the other hand, wore red tunics and tall leather caps, and used the terrifying melee weapons as a stand --- the Kislev crescent long-handled ax and the long-barreled musket parallel to each other. Leaning on their shoulders, sometimes they are silent, and sometimes they all start a long chorus together, and the vigorous singing hits people's hearts.

The front and rear of the musketeers are the crossbowmen's world, and the imperial crossbowmen, who wear the same colored leather jackets as the musketeers, line up in a wide column similar to the spearmen, but they are much more scattered, and there are no spearmen. Strict and orderly.They carried all kinds of war crossbows, longbows and arrow pots on their backs, long swords or scimitars stuck in their waists, and some carried large shields like tortoise shells, which were used as brackets for crossbows.There was no Mrs. Kisley in this walking queue, because every Ugor who was good at using a horn bow was inseparable from his steed.

Selected swordsmen were mixed among the crossbowmen in groups of three or four, and the long feathers on their turned-up hats seemed to be proudly calling out their differences.Some of these infantry elites are dressed in knight-like full-body heavy armor, with a two-handed sword as tall as a person slung across their backs; Wen's small round steel shield and wide-bladed or curved-bladed one-handed sword, all kinds of unique costumes have their own characteristics.They are the best melee infantry in the empire, and their salary is two to three times that of the spearmen. Most of them are also good at fighting on horseback, and can be used as reserve knights in critical moments.In fact, there are many elite swordsmen who have been qualified as knights for their bravery in every battle.

Fifteen paces away from the infantry, there is a cavalry formation advancing in four columns. Thousands of horseshoes have left traces of dust and dirt between the withered grass leaves and the white residual snow. Flag spears and colorful military flags fluttered above their heads.Most of them were Ugol warriors of Kislev, with a small number of imperial knights and squire cavalry mixed in. They were deployed as guards on the two wings of the infantry in units of hundreds of squadrons.

There are about a thousand cavalrymen, accounting for nearly half of the entire army. The long queue is endless, but each has its own characteristics.Kislev's hardy warhorses don't wear armor, and the Ugors rarely wear armor, and only wear a thick leather cloak behind them to provide basic defense.Famous for their excellent bows and fast horses, the Wuguoer warriors pursue speed, and wind and galloping are their best armor.The knights and squires of the empire were all dressed in plate armor, holding a twelve-foot-long heavy banner spear, and even the tall war horses were also wearing plate armor, advancing slowly like a shining steel wall.

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