Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 234 84.Glory to Kane

Loxia ignored the Druchi soldiers who were still shooting and ran towards the open-air platform of the diamond fort. Almost at the same time, the panicked soldiers pushed open the iron door of the passage from the outside.

"Stop, you useless dogs!" Loxia opened the iron door and roared angrily. After saying that, he blocked the doorway with his blood-stained body.

Facing the angry figure standing in front of them, the Druchi soldiers from Karonde Kal retreated one after another. Some of them had already recognized that the person standing in front of them was Loxia from the Fallen Heart family.

"Where are you bastards going? You are here to defend this wall, or you will die. That is the order from the Witch King to you!" Loxia quickly stepped into the space vacated by the Druchi soldiers, and he He had always looked down upon Druch, who came from the same city as him, and now he was even more furious when he saw this scene.

Loxia even wanted to hit the opponent's head with the serrated sword in her hand, but Loxia immediately saw that the situation was indeed very serious. The battlements of the open platform of the diamond were strewn with dead and dying Druch soldiers, and Yankees and Beastmen poured into the battlements. The remaining Druch soldiers were huddled tightly on one side.

The most important thing now is to prevent the enemy from continuing to climb the city wall. Once the enemy firmly takes over here, Luxia doesn't dare to think about what will happen next.

There is a slope not far to the right of Loxia. The enemy is trying to reach there, and the remaining Druch soldiers are still blocking the enemy in panic.

"Turn back! Keep fighting, it's not safe here! But it's better to die in the hands of the enemy than to die in my body, isn't it?" Loxia ordered with a frown.

The Druchi soldiers hesitated, seeming to weigh their options. Some looked at Loxia again. They knew more or less Loxia's nature. Loxia was fully capable of turning the current threat into action.

"Sir, our commander is dead, and we don't have enough soldiers to drive the enemy back!" A Gloomy Swordsman captain came out from behind and said in panic.

"Who is your commander?"

"Seler!"

"That waste! A useless dog!" Loxia spat when she said it.

Loxia pushed the Dread Spearman in front of her aside, glanced at the avenue at the bottom of the platform, and saw no less than a hundred Druchi wandering from the mountains of corpses at the bottom of the wall. He did not ask the Dread Spearman who those Druchi were, because he was too familiar with who those Druchi were.

"Mercenaries, pirates, the scum of Kalonde Carl, Seler refused to bring them up to fight. He said that harbor rat scum like this is only suitable for picking up dead people." The fear spearman who was pushed away lowered his head following Loxia's gaze. Looking over, he said in disgust despite his panic.

"It was this thought that killed Seler!" Loxia shook his head in disbelief. After a moment of reaction, he looked at the fearful spearman in front of him. He thought that this might also be connoting him, and he suppressed the feeling in his heart. Fury and the urge to slash the serrated sword into the Dread Spearman's face, he then snapped.

"Go back and organize the soldiers! Rejoin the fight. Get them back into the fight before I come back, otherwise I will throw you off the wall myself. Do you understand?" Loxia said sinisterly, and then turned to the people behind her. Druchi, who came with him to support him, took the lead.

"Yes...yes, my lord."

Luxia nodded without saying anything. After arranging everything, he started running along the long slope towards the mercenaries.

The pirates carried various weapons commonly used by pirates and plundered throwing axes. About half of the pirates were carefully examining the corpse, slowly peeling off weapons and armor, and kept reaching into the corpse's arms to look for valuables.

Under Loxia's gaze, one of the pirates picked up a dagger and stabbed the ring finger of an officer's body, then deftly loosened his finger and put the ring in his arms. The remaining pirates sat on the ground playing with dice or daggers, seemingly oblivious to the desperate fighting going on on the battlements above.

"Line up! The enemy is on the battlements, it's time to capture Sovereign!" Loxia shouted at the pirates.

The pirates looked up and looked at Loxia's figure in the distance inexplicably, as if Loxia was speaking a language they didn't understand.

The pirate who touched the ring frowned and looked at Loxia. He wanted to scold her, but when he saw Loxia's dress and the emblem of the Fallen Heart family on Haderika, he swallowed his words again. From Kalonde Carl knows that the powerful people in front of him are untouchable, and at his level, he cannot join the Black Ark God Bless the Evil Party Tower.

"We are not allowed," cried the pirate in a confused voice, pointing to the dead body of the officer, and added, "He says we are not fit to stand among real soldiers."

"Besides, it's much safer here, Admiral Loxia. It will be dark soon, and we can retreat." A female Drukhi pirate also recognized Loxia and said with a giggle. He kept throwing the dice in his hands into the air.

"The enemy will occupy the top immediately and then rush down the slope! If you don't want to be hung on the flagpole, just move your butt and stand up!" Loxia said sternly.

The pirates looked at each other, considering their options, and Loxia didn't wait for an answer.

"If you can survive this battle, it means that your abilities can join the God Bless the Evil Party Tower. Let me tell you an additional news. The Witch King's Hand has recruited the God Bless the Evil Party Tower to prepare for him. "The next raid." Loxia said as he turned and ran back to the ramp. Having dealt with this group of pirates for many years, he knew how to deal with this group of pirates who only recognized Sovereign.

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The battle situation on the outcropping platform is getting more and more serious. The wave of chaos has firmly occupied the battlements and is still expanding. The captains succeeded in forcing the panicked Druchi soldiers back into the battlefield, but their numbers were too small, even with the addition of what Loxia had brought, to accomplish much more than keep the enemy away from nearby passages .

"Form a wedge!" Malus, who was still fighting, suddenly shouted.

"Wider! All the way to the edge!" Julian also added.

After finishing dealing with the enemy in front of him, a member of the Fallen Heart family turned around and glared at Malus and Julian fiercely.

"Stay in formation!" Loxia shouted, and then joined the battle, he and a Yankee fighter wielding a double axe. He watched the Yankees carefully, looking for signs that a Yankee attack was imminent. Seeing that the Yankee made no move, he pounced forward, swung his serrated sword and slashed at the Yankee's thigh. The Yankee let out a terrible howl, and stabbed the other serrated sword neatly into the Yankee's heart. ended the Yankee yell.

A red-haired Yankee rushed towards Loxia with a savage roar. His giant ax drew a wide arc and swung towards Loxia's head.

Loxia saw the coming attack, moved and hissed disdainfully, ducking out of the way of the axe, then slashed open the Yankee's belly with both of his swords. The Yankee let out a terrible scream and fell to his knees. He ignored it and quickly stepped over the Yankee.

"Go forward!" Lockia ordered.

Now Loxia has enemies on three sides, but the enemies on the left and right are targeting the children of the Fallen Heart family in front of them. The enemy before him roared and slashed at him with axes. The nobleman blocked the blow with the sword in his left hand, and then cut open the Yankee's thigh on the right.

The wounded Yankee staggered as the man in front of him viciously stabbed him in the neck with his sword.

When the ax-wielding Yankee attacked again, Loxia blocked with the sword in her right hand, and stabbed the Yankee on the left with the other sword. Then he focused all his attention on the Yankee in front of him, swept the Yankee's ax with the long sword in his left hand, and stabbed the Yankee in the eye socket with the long sword in his right hand.

The cold, methodical slaughter began, and Druchi began to press forward.

Loxia knew that if they fought their way to the ladder they could cut off the enemy's reinforcements, and then sheer numerical superiority would wipe out the enemy still climbing the walls.

The morale of the Druchi soldiers began to stabilize, and they worked together to make steady progress. Soldiers were knocked down on either side of Loxia, only to be quickly replaced by the next soldier in line.

After advancing a few more steps, the Druchi soldiers were gone, replaced by pirates. Pirates obviously played a role in this style of fighting, as they were used to fighting in tight spaces and boarding ships at close range. They cut the Yankee's legs with fists and daggers, or thrust knives into the Yankee's throat or eye sockets.

After pushing forward for a while, Druchi found that he could no longer move forward. Now was the real danger. Whoever fails to hold on first will cause a chain collapse. The surviving Yankees realize that they must stay here. As a whole, they decide to take away as many of their enemies as possible.

A Yankee, holding a bloody sword in his right hand and a worn shield in his left hand, screamed and rushed towards Loxia. With wild eyes and foam flying from the corners of his mouth, he unleashed a series of blows that Loxia had to put all her energy into deflecting.

Loxia tried to hit the Yankee in the eye, but the Yankee caught the blow with the edge of his shield and continued slashing. The family member on his left did not block the enemy's blow. The heavy war hammer first knocked down the family member, and then hit the side of his head with a small amount of potential energy.

One second, Loxia was still fighting a desperate battle with the enemy in front of him. The next second, his pupils opened suddenly and he fell to the ground. His brain could no longer understand what happened.

There was a roar in Loxia's ears, like the ebb and flow of rough waves above his head. Everything was blurry and the only thing he could clearly feel was the thin trickle of pus running down his cheek.

"I'm bleeding." Loxia realized that he might be dying.

But instead of seeing the sword or hammer continue to fall on him, Loxya saw a druchi boot land just centimeters from his face. The fight continued, the boot moved on, the boot was replaced by another, and then he felt someone tugging at his thighs and dragging him away.

It seemed like a long time passed, until the roaring in Loxia's ears gradually subsided, and he realized that he had not been killed just now, when he heard shouts.

"Glory to Kane!"

The sound of armored footsteps swept past Loxia through the sound of fighting. He turned his head with difficulty and saw the executioners walking steadily towards here. Their armor shone in the dusk, like sharp steel fences. Their faces were gloomy, and their dark eyes stared at the Yankee in front of them, as if they were like butchers in a slaughterhouse looking at the prey that was about to be loaded.

The executioners were closely arranged to form a majestic steel wall. They left very little space to use their cleavers correctly. As they continued to advance, they kept pushing through the Druchi who were crowding in front.

The Yankee howled and slashed at the executioner in front of him, pretending to attack the executioner's head, then changed the direction of the attack and smashed the ax into the executioner's fingers.

The executioner looked at the Yankee with contempt, swung the executioner's knife, and the Yankee's arm fell directly to the ground, and the connection between the shoulder and the arm was accurately cut open. Then the executioner swung the beheading knife in a small area again, and the Yankee was beheaded before he could scream.

Once the druchi at the front of the executioner's column were cleared, they began to attack anything that moved.

The Yankees were a little hairy. They knew that these were Druchi's elite, and they fought back to save themselves. Screams and the overflowing smell of blood filled the air. The Yankees who had been chopped down by the executioner fell to their knees one after another. Headless corpses were lying everywhere on the ground, and the heads all over the ground were rolling around with inertia.

Malus, who had long been pushed aside, laughed like a madman amid the deafening din, and he felt Zakhan twisting and squirming around his heart in response to the fear and pain around him. For a moment, he wanted to ask Zakhan to share his power, but he was just happy with the pure bloodshed in front of him.

The outcropping platform turned black and red, stained with blood, and Yankees slipped and tripped over fallen bodies or spilled parts. Under Julian's gaze, a Yankee lost his balance and fell to the ground, and was then beheaded by the executioner.

Blood flowed on the platform of the fort, and the sound of slashing resounded as the executioners unleashed their killing spree on any Yankee unfortunate enough to be in their way.

"Praise to Kane!" Turalis shouted again.

The Yankees were chased by scattered executioners and hacked to pieces, their parts littering the platform, their heads served as sacrifices to the bloody-hand god. They were hunted and torn apart like wild beasts, and the platform of the fortress became a slaughterhouse, with blood dripping down the slopes and edges.

The Witch Spirit that followed roared and charged at the nearest enemy, waving its double daggers viciously. The double daggers shrank in the light of dusk. After a while, the enemies on the platform of the diamond castle were cleared. The ladder that was still climbing up the battlements was beheaded by the executioner who had been waiting for a long time the moment it appeared.

A heavily armed Chaos Warrior blocked the executioner's attack and climbed up the ladder. He was wearing armor similar to the Druchi Knight, but it was covered with rune patterns drawn with blood. Red light shone gloomily from the gaps in the magic armor. It oozed out, shining from behind the eye protection of the gorgeous horn helmet, looking viciously at Tularis standing in front of him.