Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

"You still have to have a shield, like the Tritons." Darkus muttered as he looked at the sons of Asuryan who fell while charging towards the Vine Bridge.

Although Darkus was looking at Enil, he was thinking more. He had experienced the last civil war between Hagrid Grave and the Nagor, but the way he experienced it was a bit special, and he did not attend the scene in person. This experience gave him a different feeling. The enemies and targets targeted by Druchi's military system adjustment were Asul, who he would definitely encounter when he came to Ulthuan, and not other messy things.

Bows and arrows are the representative weapons of the elves. Elves all over the world have them. Nagaros use crossbows a lot, but that doesn’t mean there are no Druchi who don’t know how to use bows and arrows. Some dignitaries and spies know how to use bows, and they use them. Still very good. Malekith is one of the experts in using bows and arrows, and Darkus's shooting skills have been taught by Malekith.

In Darkus' opinion, the repeating crossbows used by the black sharp repeating crossbowmen, the main cornerstone of Druchi's army, are more like bows and arrows, but have stronger penetrating power and can perform so-called armor-breaking. Rather than a flat-firing crossbow that is truly powerful and has an extremely long range, like the harpoon crossbow.

Soon Darkus stopped thinking. Under the cover of three rounds of arrow rain, no son of Asuryan could stand up. He turned around and waved to Baine, who was already prepared.

"Druch! Forward!"

"Spear and shield!"

After Baine raised his head and glanced at Darkus, he raised his right arm and raised it high. Then he pointed at the Fuji Bridge in front and lowered his arm and shouted. Then he picked up his halberd and shield and led the troops towards the Fuji Bridge. Although he has outstanding talent in combat, it does not mean that he is stupid or has no emotional intelligence. Moreover, after leaving the black tower, he followed Darkus to see the rights and wrongs of these years. He could feel the emotions of Enil around him. He did not shout slogans that sent shivers down Enil's spine, nor was he stupid enough to charge forward with only a halberd.

The close combat did not happen immediately. Except for this wave of Asuryan's sons who rushed towards the Vine Bridge, the others had already hid behind three ancient giant stone buildings or entered the interior of the building.

After Baine crossed the Ivy Bridge with his warriors, two re-disassembled Reaper ballistas also crossed the Ivy Bridge in batches under the cover of Druchi's shield.

After the Reaper ballista, which was tightly blocked by the shield, was re-erected in the garden, it poured pellets directly at the Sons of Asuryan. The Sons of Asuryan, who were unable to advance or retreat, fell in pieces like wheat. However, the ballistae did not give the Sons of Asuryan a chance to fight back. After a round of pouring, the ballistae was blocked by the shield again. With this reciprocation and the crossfire support from the ballistae on the opposite side of the Vine Bridge, Baine The religious group he led has slowly moved to the middle of two giant stone buildings.

Bainie did not choose to rush over violently, but let the members of the cult line up closely together. The arrows from the son of Asuryan's bow hit the thick shield without causing any damage. As he shouted , the members of the horizontal movement formation stopped moving, and after withstanding another round of shooting, he shouted again.

The Druchi rushed forward in an orderly manner, their iron boots making the ground beneath their feet tremble, their weapons constantly hitting their shields, and they shouted Edreze's name. Their wedge pounded against Gavino's shattered defences, like a typhoon striking a shattered coast.

From the first impact, the Sons of Asuryan were shaky, but they managed to maintain their formation. Lin'dialok's armies assume the defense of the Frostfall Zone. With little experience in combat, they are no match for the elite Drukki warriors who have emerged from endless brutal battles. They are forced to rely on training and fanaticism rather than experience. However, their long-handled battle axes and long swords still struck at Druchi accurately, but the result was that Druchi's shield was deflected, hard-hit, or caught by the hook-shaped beak of the halberd.

In order to prevent their weapons from being taken away, some of the Sons of Asuryan could only stagger forward with the weapons in their hands. They were greeted by the Kleve Broadblade and Messer Swords in the second row. The Druchi Roaring and slashing at their bodies with weapons, the fragile armor barely blocked the Drukhi's blades, and also hindered their attempts to defend themselves and regain stability.

Under Baine's shouts, the Drukhi gave up trying to attack the armor under the robes of the Sons of Asuryan. They reversed the posture of holding their weapons and smashed the pointed handles into the Sons of Asuryan. The helmet visor shattered the elves' unique pointed helmets, and blood spurted out from the mouths of the sons of Asuryan, struggling in pain.

The fate that awaited these sons of Asuryan was miserable. They were chopped down to the ground by Druchi who cooperated in an orderly manner.

Some of the Sons of Asuryan were still quickly retreating to the rear, trying to find their own positions, absolutely hoping that they could hold their ground and block Druchi's attack. However, there is an obvious gap in strength. Each Druchi has experienced a lot of cruel battles before joining the order. The Druchi has become tough due to the endless war. The Druchi in the front row uses his halberd and shield to attack When they slashed with the two-handed weapons that came over, their barely organized offensive was repulsed. When they tried to counterattack again, Druchi was as towering and motionless as a mountain.

At this time, a tall son of Asuryan, wearing black and white robes, came out. His hand with Ysrama silver gloves held an exaggerated long-handled battle axe, surrounded by With a dazzling light, his face was stern, and Asuyan's emblem was faintly flashing between his forehead. There seemed to be fire burning beneath his armor, and he seemed to be filled with power with every step he took.

Baine no longer shouted commands, but stood out from the team. After throwing down his shield, he looked inexplicably at the son of Asuryan who was blessed by Asuryan in front of him.

The Drukhi also knew what was about to happen. Their tight formation began to retreat in an orderly manner to make room for the next battle. Their offensive temporarily eased, and the sons of Asuryan who were still preparing to attack also I took this opportunity to retreat.

Gavinor Denaris is a woodland kin whose ancestors first fled from Itho Talarian with Leandra. His ancestor was a sea guard stationed in Erso Talarian. Unlike Erso Talarian, there is no sea in Lauren Loren, only vast forests. His family members inherited... He is the brother of Ellanor, but he and Ellanor took the opposite path. He became a follower of Asuryan and was persuaded to join by the captain of Asuryan's Sons. the organization.

Gavino glared coldly at Byne who was wearing the Phoenix Guard armor. Yes, just like the two brothers of the Takaia family dressed as White Lion Guards and Kerilian who was born in Aslay as the Fear Lord, Byne Nirvana dressed up as a Phoenix Guard in a bad way.

"If that is correct, you have been blessed by Asuryan. Are you Asuryan's anointed one, the consecrated one?"

Bainie, who was holding the God's Halberd in one hand, held the belt he obtained on Obion Island and looked at it leisurely. He paced back and forth slowly in the gap between the two lines. After a moment, he stopped, showed a weird smile, pointed at Gavino's forehead and said.

"In my understanding, high-level believers of Asuryan will know the time when they are destined to die, but they will not seek to avoid death. No matter whether the final battle is won or not, whether alive or dead, they will fight fearlessly."

Baine's cold voice echoed on the small battlefield. Although he was much older than Dacus, he had learned a lot from the ups and downs in the past fourteen years since he found Dacus with a broken arm. No longer like it was in the Black Tower. According to Darkus's routine, he shouldn't be sent out first. After all, this is a matter between Enil. After seeing the consecrated person appear, he seemed to understand why Darkus would be sent first. Let him strike out, and he also had the honor to be present on the day when the miracle occurred in the temple of Tal Litanel Asuryan.

"Although I don't know what you saw, I know that your end is not here. Just like the Witch King's Hand said, the future will change due to our efforts, and it will not always be static and destined."

Gavino was stunned. He looked at the Phoenix Guard in front of him with shocked eyes. Just like Baine said, he did see his end, but this end was just before. His end point has been constantly changing recently, and he can no longer see his end point. If he hadn't still remembered the end point he saw before, he would have thought it was an illusion.

"Then let us fight, welcome your new future, and witness your end." A warm smile appeared on Bainie's unsmiling face. Although the son of Asuryan in front of him could not speak, he saw With that surprised expression, he knew he was right. It doesn't seem like it anymore. He knows why Darkus asked him to come. Maybe in the near future, another teammate will appear next to him. After saying that, he took the lead in launching a strong attack.

However, Darkus did not think as much as Baine thought. He just asked Baine to take the shield team to fight for one round. While Baine was nagging, Selile and E Rano also led his respective teams from the other side of the garden to the rear of the surrounded Sons of Asuryan, and the follow-up troops were still crossing the bridge in an orderly manner.

Gavino's long-handled battle ax struck the ground next to Baine, almost hitting Baine. The broken stone fragments scratched Baine's face, and blood flowed down the outline of his face. However, He was not much better. He could feel the previous confrontation. The tip of Baine's halberd bit into his shoulder accurately, piercing his armor and stinging the flesh below.

Wisps of orange flames sprouted from the long-handled battle ax, and it crashed down with thunderous violence and pounced on Baine. He had a better sense of the power of the tomahawk this time, and he stopped the momentum of the ax before it hit him.

Now, all the elves' eyes are focused on the battle between Baine and Gavino, whether it is Druch, Aenir or the sons of Asuryan.

"Your ax..." Baine swallowed back his words mid-sentence. He originally wanted to say that the long-handled battle ax was not suitable for killing people, but for cutting down trees. Gavino, however, rushed directly at him as if angered by his behavior.

Gavino roared and swung the long-handled battle ax at Baine again. This time the battle ax hit the shield lifted by Baine from the ground. The shield instantly shattered like a piece of tin and hit the formation of Duru. On the strange shield. Unable to strike, he roared again, his thundering voice ringing through the garden, Asuryan's rage burning in his eyes and fire bursting from his axe.

"You will have to go through more battles in the future, and your actual combat level is a bit..."

Baine kicked away the rebounding shield and approached Gavino, mumbling as he walked.

The angry Gavino attacked again. He held the long-handled battle ax tightly with both hands and slammed the heavy alien weapon down from above his head, trying to split Baine's head in two. The burning battle ax fell with a crash, It looks like a blazing sun.

However, the agile Baine once again dodged Gavinor's slamming attack. Enraged by fanaticism, the Asuryan followers gave up their skills and relied on strength and faith to smite their enemies.

"Faith is necessary for us, it represents our dedication to the gods, but strength has never been what we are good at. Anger is also indispensable in battle, but remember! Don't be dominated by anger, stay calm !" Baine, who had once again escaped multiple rounds of attacks from Gavino, stabilized his figure, held up his belt and said to Gavino, who was about to attack again. Halfway through, he turned around and faced the formation of Duru. Qi Men said.

"It's my turn. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Baine Bloodbane, a druchi, the chosen one of the Lord of Blades, and the leader of the Adreze Curling Blade Order."

After Baine finished speaking, he launched an attack. He inserted the tip of the halberd into the gap between the stone slabs, and used the halberd pole as a fulcrum to swing his whole body. This trick he learned from Genevieve. In his eyes, Genevieve was not only good at using short weapons such as daggers, but she was also very good at using sticks. Her techniques and styles were different from those of the elves. It was worth learning for him and using them in conjunction with the halberd. After avoiding Gavino's slash, he kicked Gavino in the abdomen with his heavy iron boots, knocking Gavino to the ground.

Gavino, who was spitting blood from his mouth, did not let go of the long-handled battle ax, nor did he fall down directly, but rolled twice in the place. But Baine did not give him another chance. Baine rotated his body and swung the halberd directly to hit the long-handled tomahawk with the tip of the halberd. Then he rotated again and used the translational halberd to hit the long-handled tomahawk flatly. However, his attack did not stop. He nimbly took a step back, then thrust his halberd forward. The tip of the halberd hit the hollow at the front of the long-handled battle ax accurately. He rotated the halberd shaft again with his backhand, and then pulled it hard directly into his hand. The long-handled battle ax was pulled out.

Baine stirred up the halberd again and threw the long-handled battle ax in a graceful arc in the air. He firmly grasped the handle of the long-handled battle ax.

"That's enough, stop fighting." Elano shouted as he ran over and threw his brother who was still trying to stand up to the ground again.

"Stop fighting! Enough blood has been shed. Open your eyes and see. Don't be deceived anymore! It's all fake, fake!" Tears flowed from Elano's eyes, and he pushed his brother down. On the ground, he grabbed Gavino by the collar and roared at the top of his lungs.

Darkus, who was standing behind and watching, just tilted his head and glanced, and stopped paying attention to this farce. He looked at the surrounding environment. The three ancient giant stone buildings were probably originally built for living, rather than serving as fortresses and fortifications. There were no shooting holes on them, only some windows with bad angles.

Then Darkus glanced at the sons of Asuryan who had been surrounded and stopped resisting. Combined with the dead bodies beside the garden and the vine bridge, he felt that the number did not meet the six hundred mentioned by Lindyalok, and there must be more. A large part of them were guarding the building, or taking advantage of the time just now to hide in the building.

"I didn't see Elathil. He must be hiding in the building and preparing to fight to the end."

"It's a bit troublesome..." (End of Chapter)