Warhammer Throne

In fact, before Gite-Sour stomach defeated Arsenal, Skasnick had received news from many sources that Bellega’s dead beard was back. It is no longer news that the powerful dwarf human coalition appeared on the evil ground.

Even when the army arrived at Haimenguan, Skasnick got the news from the Skaven Ratmen that Bellega had led an unprecedented large army back, which was beyond Skasnik's expectations. The right-handed headhunter Quick of the Morse clan warned Skasnick for the first time. It told Skasnik that Bellegar-Hammer’s offensive would be extremely fierce, and the reinforcements he recruited were also very strong. Powerful, another commander is the legendary human hero, the yesyes of the gods and mice in the lake, and the king of the small kingdom of knight Ryan Macado.

The gray prophets of the Moss clan even got the oracle of the great horn rat in the vagueness. The Skaven Ratmen and the Evil Moon Clan may need an alliance to be able to fight against Bellega and his army.

But Skasnik refused categorically. In the view of the Battle of the Eight Peaks, he would never be allied with the shameless and treacherous Skaven Ratmen. He knew how much headhunter Quaker wanted to collect his head. Snick knew more about how he wanted to hunt Bellega and Quaker's head.

The hatred of the eight kings of the eight peaks, the general of the eight peaks, and the **** of the eight peaks of the mountain have reached the extreme.

So Skasnick pretended to form an alliance, enticing the Skaven Ratmen to send someone to negotiate, set up an ambush circle, and slaughtered the Skaven Ratmen Army who came to the negotiation by ambush, and built the head into a monument. Declare your strength and attitude of never aligning.

But the cunning Battle of the Eight Peaks will not fail to listen to the admonishment of the Skaven Ratmen. On the contrary, Skasnick has judged from the Skaven Ratmen's attitude that Bellega is indeed menacing this time.

Despise the enemy strategically and attach importance to the enemy tactically. This is the guiding ideology of Skasnik. The Battle of the Eight Peaks will use hundreds of years of cunning and cruelty to defeat countless opponents. Some Goblin warlords can perfectly suppress and order all the Orc or even the black orcs under their command.

Before Gite-Sour Stomach came to Bafeng Mountain, Skasnik had already figured out how to deal with this expeditionary army. The Battle of Bafengshan would feed the green-skinned warlords who demanded to go out and fight the expeditionary army. The beloved Squig Gobra, on the contrary, has already thought about the strategy.

"Waste, it's really waste, but at least you can escape. For the sake of playing brother Mao, I temporarily give you this stinky thing a chance." Skasnick kept smirking, and he gestured to Gite- Stomach came over: "Now do you know who is the boss?"

"Boss... Boss, you are the biggest one!" Jit-Sour Stomach rushed up excitedly.

"Go!" Skasnick kicked Git-Sour stomach on his feet: "Smelly stuff, don't be near your most expensive boss, now, you go to lead the Goblin Wolf Cavalry, as for how to deal with the beard enemies and canned Shrimp, listen to me, I just say it again!"

"Yes, Boss, no problem, Boss!" Git-Sour Stomach stood up straight and lifted his stomach.

"Listen, the enemy enters and slips, the enemy retreats and advances, the enemy stands and quarrels, the enemy is exhausted and waaagh!" Skasnick said sharply, "Go away when you hear it!"

"Yes!" Gite-sour stomach went out.

Skasnick nodded slowly, looking at the empty and dilapidated dwarf ancestral hall, and smiled.

It likes to laugh, because only by laughing can it cover up all its tricks and all its layout, so that its subordinates can't figure out what it is thinking, it needs a sense of mystery, it needs a sense of dignity, and no green skin knows history Kasnick will promote it to the leader in the next second... or it will be put into the mouth of Gobra.

This will be a protracted battle, Skasnick thought.

From the perspective of the expeditionary force, the expeditionary force composed of Bellegar and Ryan is destined to be strong, and it is difficult to face up to the front. The fall and destruction of a large number of green-skinned fortresses along the Blackwater Bay and the loss of the arsenal The times are indeed well prepared, so it is a very stupid decision to blindly go out of town and the expeditionary army decisive battle. Skasnik never felt that guerrilla warfare was not enough waaagh. On the contrary, if he could win the head of Bellega, it would really be waaagh!

It’s a pleasure to watch the Ork Orcs, I really want to see waaagh I have to watch the Battle of the Eight Peaks!

On the other hand, the expeditionary army may indeed be very powerful, but the evil land is a green-skinned site. Here, no matter whether it is a human or a dwarf, there is no way to obtain supplies. Humans are even very unfit for the harsh environment of the evil land. They must obtain supplies from Charlemagne’s empire or even further away. Once the war is protracted, the expeditionary army will most likely not be able to persevere.

Therefore, Skasnick knew very well, would it and its evil moon clan lose? Obviously it's impossible to lose, but can you quickly win and eliminate the beard enemies and canned shrimps in a decisive battle? It is also impossible.

The war must be dragged on! Drag into a protracted battle, and then find a chance to win!

As for the strong walls and clear fields, it is not that Skasnick really intends to give up all the green skin fortresses. On the contrary, Skasnik can actually control only the Xieyue clan of Bafeng Mountain, and it can’t be managed by other clans. Can't order.

What Skasnik planned was to concentrate all the forces of the Xieyue clan, concentrate on guarding the Bafeng Mountain and another important stronghold, Valaya sadly, gather the forces, and firmly refuse to conduct field decisive battles and various opportunities for destruction with Belega and Ryan. On the contrary, I would rather have all kinds of ideas. I only have old ideas. When the time comes, I will stay at the Fortress of Eight Peaks. If you have the ability, you can attack the city and see who can spend it!

Bellega! You and I will always die!

…………I am waaagh! The dividing line...

Regardless of how the Battle of the Eight Peaks will plan the layout of this large-scale battle in the future, the old world, the winter of the Fort Arsenal in February, do not have a lot of excitement.

The expeditionary army is now stationed in Haimenguan for the most part, and most of it is stationed in the Arsenal Fort. After a month of construction, today’s Arsenal Fort has built a very strong military fortress, with artillery and firing holes everywhere. The fortress wall of 20 kilometers in length was transformed on the basis of the green leather fortress. The dwarf engineer also introduced the river water of the Heishui River to build a moat. A complete set of traps and other facilities were set in front of the ditch, and the dwarf war Machines, city walls are littered with serf archers, dwarf crossbowmen, and musketeers.

There was a very deformed prosperity within the Arsenal. Because there are 40,000 troops stationed here, a large number of businessmen are coming from the old world like the shark that smells bloody. The merchants know, The expeditionary army has money, seizes it, and sells stolen goods is a huge profit. Even if there is a joint sale of stolen goods by the Oliver Chamber of Commerce and Hadrian Chamber of Commerce, as long as a little is leaked, many small businessmen can be fed.

In the same way, there are all kinds of goods that follow the merchants. The merchants know that the soldiers have money, the nobles have money, everyone has money, and they need to consume, they need entertainment, this is what merchants make money Opportunities, many businessmen spontaneously organized an **** team, transporting various goods to Haimenguan and Arsenal for sale, and even many women came here.

Ryan is very strict with military discipline, but he also allows knights or soldiers to relax properly when they are not on duty. Most of the knights choose to stay in the Arsenal Castle, because Ryan stays in the Arsenal Castle as a king.

In the camp of the "green wind" of the forest rangers, the wood elf forest rangers are stationed here. Of course, the wood elves are very uncomfortable with the environment of the evil land, because they can hardly feel the energy from the forest here. Compatibility, and for loot and seizure, the wood elves are a typical low-desire society. Apart from slaughtering the green skin, it can bring some comfort to these rangers, and nothing else.

Deep in the camp, a half-elf was inspecting his weapons and equipment and oiling his daggers. For more than ten years, he had always been here, although his appearance did not look much different from before. His movements are already very skillful.

If anyone remembers, this half-elf was Estelle who once followed Ryan in adventure with Nord. After ten years, he still played under Ryan and saved a lot of savings in these years. Immediately after getting the registration of Ryan and acquiring a real estate, Esterel immediately relied on the good face value and the racial charm bonus inherent in the half-elves, and soon married a daughter of a freeman. The good times didn't last long. A few years later, Esterel's wife died because of dystocia, leaving only a daughter to him. This incident did not hurt the half-elves, making him a character who did not like to talk much. Somewhat silent.

However, a few years after the death of the last wife, Esterel married another daughter of a freeman. This marriage currently has no children. Most half-elves have 3-5 marriages in their lifetime.

"Aster? Are you here?" At this time, a voice of greeting came from a distance. Aster could hear from the footsteps that the other party was not an elf, and the proud half-elf instinctively did not want to ignore the other party. But the person who came was his old acquaintance: "Lops? It's you, it's been a long time since I saw you."

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still as young as when you were adventuring in Nord." The visitor was a middle-aged man in his forties. He arrived all the way with Nord from Nordisk. The son of Hyde, the Nord Lord of Letania, Lops, was conscientiously named Baron Vaz during the Musilon expedition and was in charge of the coast of Musilon.

The middle-aged man held a long halberd, which had followed him for decades. It was recast in the hands of the dwarf many times. When he saw Esterl, a slight smile appeared on Lopus's face. : "Are you all right? Old friend?"

"It's okay." Estelle motioned Lops to sit down. The ranger's camp was not large. A simple bonfire was lit at the door, where a pot of hot soup was being cooked, with some herbs and meat: "Why did you come to me suddenly?"

"Why, can't I come to talk to you?" Lops sat naturally, he grabbed a branch and poked the woodpile: "Anyway, everyone is busy, and I'm idle to do nothing. "

Estelle shook his head helplessly and smiled self-deprecatingly. The half-elf knew why.

In the early years, Lopez followed Ryan and he arrived in Brittania together, which is considered to be a veteran old man. However, this Nord man has limited talent and strength. After more than ten years, he has always been stuck at the elite level. Pinnacle, missed the legendary order, and his commanding ability and internal ability can not be said to be poor, but it can only be described as mediocre. After a long time, Lopus was gradually excluded from the core and decision-making layers. Although everyone respects him, he doesn't think much about his opinions.

But is it right? Estelle himself served for Ryan for more than ten years, but his identity as a half-elf was doomed to not be reused. Ryan's appointment of him as the commander of the Green Wind was also based on his special identity. To put it simply, Without particularly significant contributions and achievements, Estelle will be like this for decades to come.

"Would you like something? It might not suit your appetite." Esterel handed a bowl of vegetables to Lops.

"Ten years, you are still so young, but I am old." Lopez reached out and took the pottery bowl. The dishes made by the wood elves seemed to have some special magic. Baron Watts could see himself from the bowl. His face has passed for many years, and he has changed from a young halberd to a middle-aged man with crow's feet covered in the corners of his eyes, a slightly loose face on both sides, and a full beard.

"You should stay in your territory when you are old, Lord Lopes, you don't have to insist on participating in this expedition." Estelle also picked up a bowl, and the half-elf said arrogantly and sarcastically: "Braveness does not mean death!"

"No, the end of the real warrior should never be a mere death in the bed!" Lopus lifted the bowl and said indignantly: "Yurik guides me, the real warrior, the best home is the wreck of the horse. The battlefield of the dead, fight for the future of mankind, fight for glory and faith."

"Glory and faith will not bring you a better life and a higher status, Baron." Estelle still disdains: "Times have changed, old antiques~www.ltnovel.com~You should live for yourself."

"I've lived enough." Lopus lowered the bowl and the baron turned to look at the half-elf with contempt: "I'm from a son of Lord Lord, I am now the baron of the real seal, the glorious family, and the wife. Are you still not satisfied to have children?"

"Yes yes, yes, yes, you are very satisfied, and you want to die!" Estelle thought that this sand sculpture human could not understand.

"One generation can only do one generation." Lops shook his head: "While I can still hold my halberd, I must leave something in this world, otherwise, I will be forgotten, Death is not terrible, Eurek will embrace my soul and take me to the kingdom of the wolf god, Estelle, if you only think about yourself in everything, you will not come to the evil land, I think you are more It’s an excuse not to go on an expedition, am I right?"

"Enough! Forgotten! You have a family, a coat of arms, and a knighthood. How could you be forgotten?" Esterel threw the bowl down to the ground, and the stew and soup spilled all over the place. The half-elf expression stood up excitedly: "What do you know? Do you understand what a half-elf means? In the eyes of humans, he is an elf, in the eyes of elves, he is human! Everyone thinks he is not his own, Everyone thinks he is partial to his race!"

The half-elf's anger came quickly and quickly. He looked at the broken bowl, took a deep breath, and sat down again: "Sorry, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"So, did we get to know each other?" Lops said sneered.

"That's right." Estelle nodded.

"It seems that this lunch was forced to stop, so let's agree." Lops reached out and picked up the debris on the ground: "Esterel, when this expedition ends, we return to Brittany Ya gather together again and have a meal."

"Okay, we agreed!"