The Lion King of Middenland, Warhammer

() "I can be your princess! But you want to show me your kingdom? And I didn't say that you are not a good man, but you admit that you are not a good man!"

The humorous dwarf Baskar was talking to a small girl in a red leather cloak.She poked her head out from the side of the carriage, her plump breasts swayed like waves, the dagger in her hand gleamed, but her words were full of playfulness, it didn't look like she was on a battlefield.

Her face is very beautiful, with traces of careful makeup, and her hair style is also quite particular, and suddenly she looks like a noble lady.But that hair was brown and blond, with a little red at the end, which seemed to be damaged hair color and a weird dress, but it added a layer of funny look to her.The bare-breasted pleated dress was covered with half a mercenary's short leather armor, and the black garter stockings that exposed the white thighs were covered with old knight's knee pads. Stretching out from the red cowhide collar with silver nails, paired with a bright red wide leather cape and a small top hat with disheveled feathers, it is simply indescribable!However, it seemed like a good match for Pascal.

"With the rune talent that I have inherited for thousands of years, and with my noble dwarf prince, are you still in a hurry to use any kingdom? My glorious road to restoration has already begun, you can't be too superficial!"

Baska smiled and argued, but at the same time, an arrow suddenly shot on his old helmet with broken horns, and there was a resounding sound of gold and iron.But the young dwarf just took a step back, and immediately threw out a hatchet, which miraculously hit the head of the Kulgan cavalryman's horse dozens of steps away. The wounded horse neighed and ran away with its hapless master. It also knocked over several cavalry around it.

"An enemy who dares to attack His Royal Highness Baska, no matter if he is a mouse, a goblin, a green skin or some other army of chaos, will be cursed! This is the power of the lucky runes passed down by my Highness Baska for thousands of years! Lu Qian, seeing the heroic appearance of my future king, shouldn't you say something?"

The stocky dwarf in the broken-horn helmet brandished his pistol and tomahawk triumphantly, whistling to the girl beside him.He was almost surrounded by a pile of tattered weapons, and he could pull out one to use at any time.In fact, this carriage seems to be a blacksmith repair shop accompanying the army, so His Royal Highness Pascal's weapons are quite sufficient.

"I remember that His Royal Highness Pascal also engraved a lucky rune on my mascot doll five days ago, which is said to have been passed down for thousands of years. It is said that this rune can keep us from encountering disasters for a long time. There are many chances of happiness from heaven. But the result is that this situation is the happiness that comes from the lucky rune! The rune skills of His Majesty Baskar have broken the heart of my pure girl! This is to be compensated!"

The girl named Lucy complained loudly, and she elongated her tone, adding a touch of lightness to the position amidst the flames of war.Almost at the moment when the words fell, the funny girl suddenly flipped up her cloak, and fired five or six arrows with a small wheel, which immediately resulted in a Kulgan Qingqi who was charging towards him with a spear.At the same time, the spearmen also overturned several Kugan war horses approaching, and the situation eased temporarily.

"My God! Human women are so ungrateful! I need to put this note in the ancestral book of hatred of my highness Pascal! You see, we are still safe and sound in this difficult situation, Isn't this enough to show how powerful my lucky rune is? Besides, didn't you say that you are the number two red card in the Rosethorn Royal Tavern Club, and you need a third of a gold florin to spend a night with you ? When did you become an innocent and pure girl again?"

The dwarf who called himself His Highness Baskar jumped up again, like a puffed bear.While quickly reloading the ammunition of the musket, he teased the girl who was riding in the same carriage with him in a complaining and humorous tone.The howls of wild animals and the screams of people came and went, and arrows shot at the wall of the carriage from time to time, but this young dwarf wearing a horned helmet and goggles faced all these things as if he didn't see them. He humorously The sound made me laugh out loud.

"First of all, your "Book of Hate" was sold by you to an antique dealer for wine and ham three months ago, so my dear Highness Pascal, you can only record this hatred on your underwear! Secondly, I must solemnly tell you that I am actually a noble princess who has been lost for many years, the prince of a principality, and the career at the Rosethorn Royal Tavern is just a noble entertainment unique to nobles! Finally, I must also point out that the one who saved us is His Excellency Andrew His valor and composure, His Majesty Baskar's runes of misery are useless!"

As soon as the dwarf Baska finished speaking, the girl in the red leather cloak also jumped up, her long curly hair, half brown and half golden, dancing beautifully and weirdly.A series of playful and heavy notes spit out from her lips like a heavy hammer, and hit the proud and humorous dwarf hard like a heavy hammer. Huanxi friends fight together.

"Tall Lucy, you and the lucky Lord Baska are a match made in heaven by the gods. I am so moved that I am on the verge of tears. When you are enthroned and married in the rock halls of the New Kingdom, remember to invite me As witnesses, you must have the real first-class wine from Black Rock Mountain, because the counterfeit wine brought by His Royal Highness Pascal last time made me and my brothers have diarrhea for a day. As for the servant that His Royal Highness Pascal promised me before I am not in a hurry for the position of Generalissimo of the Army. Finally, please be careful and concealed, because the enemy's arrows are coming again."

The chief sergeant, Andrew, used his calm and humorous voice to end the wonderful performance of the pair of happy enemies, and then disappeared behind the carriage with lightning speed, and pulled Jim, the spearman who was already awake, into the safe zone.Almost in an instant, arrows rained down on the small position and the crowded carriage, amidst chaotic battle roars and howling wind.

In fact, the girl named Lucy didn't say a word wrongly, because Andrew was the one who saved them in that big crash.The brave and calm leader sergeant successfully commanded his team to retreat into a baggage carriage at the moment when the phalanx collapsed, joined Baska and others, and fought back a wave of Chaos cavalry attack. It's a miracle.

In the chaotic smoke, Andrew gathered some other scattered infantry and formed a crude defensive formation relying on more than a dozen carriages.An Imperial Sigmar battle priest who woke up suddenly after being injured, and a dozen longbowmen bravely joined them, making this small defense system stronger.It seemed that the command should have changed hands, but the noble War Priest was almost exhausted, and after frantically killing the two Kuganjia cavalry, he vomited blood and fell into a coma again.Therefore, the highest responsible person here is still the 30-year-old chief sergeant, where his halberd is pointing is simply the light of hope!

Of course, Andrew is not a person who can perform miracles, and this lucky defense has a premise.Because the Chaos cavalry were in a hurry to pursue the defenseless rout when the phalanx collapsed, and did not pay too much attention to this small remaining position.There are no banners and ornately dressed knights here, which does not arouse the interest of the Kulgan in pursuit of spoils. They prefer to attack the remnants of knights and better decorated carriages.In addition to loving to peel off the skins and skulls of warriors for decoration, the people of Chaos Kugan also have a fanatical pursuit of gold, silver and fine craftsmanship.

In addition to the first reason, the more important premise is that the infantry of the coalition forces still has a large force to resist.When the chasing and killing of the rout came to an end, more main forces of the Chaos cavalry were attracted by the fierce firepower of the last main position of the coalition forces, that is, the south wing phalanx formed by the Tubaro elite soldiers, leaving only a small number of cavalry behind. Continue to mop up the remnants in this chaotic position.This is the fundamental reason why Andrew and others can survive, because the balance of strength is the iron law of most wars.

But all this is destined to be short-lived, because a pair of keen eyes have noticed here.With a sharp roar, the Chaos Light Riders scattered to both sides, and a huge figure loomed in the smoke cloud. His sharp and strange voice tore through the air, like the neighing of a poisonous snake.

"Stubborn unbelievers, are you hiding the metal girl? You are so quick! Brave and stupid unbelievers!"

That cold and murderous voice passed through every warrior's heart, a hunchbacked Chaos Wizard sitting on the shoulders of a troll, wearing a cloak covered in broken bones and colorful fur, pushed away the smoke and dust to the little ring come in array.Many shadowy horseshoes followed closely behind, and the fluctuations of chaos magic spread strangely.Between the carriages, some infantry couldn't help but look back, because they knew that the wizard had seen through an important secret.And Andrew held his halberd tightly without saying a word, the expression of this brave sergeant major was like solidified steel.

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Note one,

The "Florin" mentioned by the dwarf Pascal is a popular currency in the Old World of Warhammer in the Middle Ages. A gold florin is approximately equal to 3.6 to 4 grams of gold depending on the color and production area.And a silver florin is worth a tenth of a gold florin.Eighty to a hundred coppers are exchanged for a silver florin.Silver florin and copper are mainly used in daily life, and gold florin is used in bulk transactions.

Note two,

The Book of Hatred is the symbol of the dwarves' vengeance. Except for the oldest and most sacred version in the High King's palace, every kingdom or du li territory generally has its own book, which records the enemies and hatred of the dwarves.