The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 167 The dragon soars in Naggaroth

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye. At the same time, it also heralds that the Northern Recruitment Order of Lord Dirty King has officially come into effect.

According to regulations, all the Dread Lords of Naggaroth who have received the recruitment order need to lead their troops north to resolve the war between Norsca and the Beastmen.

However, because a collection order had been carried out a few years ago, even the richest lord of Nagarond really had no food left.

But even so, the lords still summoned a Druchi army of tens of thousands and headed north in a mighty manner.

After all, this is a battle that the Witch King is always paying attention to, and they all hope to take this opportunity to gain the favor of the Witch King.

——Northern Naggarond, Hal Kadra

As the exit to the Chaos Wastes, this fortress has always been a supply station for the Dark Elves to hunt Norscan slaves.

Hundreds of slave-catching chariots driven by slave owners rushed out of the fortress like a tsunami, hunting those weak human slaves, symbolizing the city's past glory.

Under the towering black tower, there are long black walls nearly a hundred meters high standing on the ice sheet, hindering the erosion of chaos.

Hundreds of Norscan berserkers, glowing red from head to toe, were wildly waving their double axes, engaging in the Blood God's favorite hand-to-hand combat with the gloomy swordsmen blocking the door.

Hearing the Norscans around him praising himself for being smart, the ice troll showed a silly smile on his ferocious face, and then he picked up a blood-stained stick and came to the female lord.

However, even if the Chaos Chosen personally led the invasion, this fortress always stood at the forefront of the Chaos Wasteland and became a thorn in the hearts of all the northern Norscans.

Roar--

Dong dong dong...

A few days ago, the scouts had reported to her that the Dread Lord's army was about to arrive, but the reinforcements had not yet arrived.

High in the sky, far away from the ground, a small black dragon was wailing in pain under the siege of dozens of manticores, and the harpies became their food;

On the plains, the dark riders who were waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack were also brutally pursued by the ice wolves, and had no choice but to run away in all directions.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that I would die at the hands of an ugly troll..."

"Good! Dick's skills are still so good, he can successfully save the head every time!"

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

"Fuck! Why haven't reinforcements arrived yet? They all expect me to die, right?"

However, it was at this time that this great fortress, which had recorded countless "glorious years" of Druchi, was being besieged by countless Norscans:

"He is indeed the most intelligent troll in the Chaos Wasteland, he is so powerful!"

Over the course of thousands of years, countless Chaos warbands have attempted to destroy the fortress and spread the will of Chaos into Druchi's array.

Seeing this, several Drukhi warriors gritted their teeth, decisively left the female lord behind and planned to escape, but the soles of their feet were chopped off by these berserker warriors with flying axes!

On the towering city wall, hundreds of Reaper ballistae are constantly firing cannonballs at Norsca below, relieving the pressure on the warriors at the city gate.

"It's Old Dick! Hahaha, I knew the ice troll wouldn't die that easily!"

But it was obvious that her delicate voice could not reverse the declining battle situation:

hold head high!

On the backs of nearly a hundred flying dragons sit silver-armored warriors holding dragon lances, as dazzling as the legendary dragon prince who fights against demons.

The most important thing is that the 4,000 defenders in the city have been exhausted in the past few days of war. Even if she wanted to resist, she couldn't!

Obviously, the fear lords from Naggarond just wanted to see her die on the battlefield so that they could legitimately take over Hal Kadra.

While she was distracted, Norsca's berserker warriors had already killed all the gloomy swordsmen at the city gate, leaving only the female lord and a few warriors behind her.

The ground was already filled with corpses and heads of Druchi warriors, which horrified many elven warriors who were fighting humans for the first time.

Doesn’t it mean that humans are weak?

"Stick to the front and don't let these short-lived species tarnish my fortress!"

The female lord looked at all this in despair, but the battle continued, and she could only continue to curse the fear lords who expressed their righteousness in the letter.

At this moment, the manticore in the sky suddenly roared, and then a huge black shadow suddenly cast down, instantly catching the ice troll!

Immediately afterwards, a scorching pillar of fire suddenly fell from the sky, burning these shirtless berserkers wearing only leather armor into ashes.

Each of these flying dragons are tens of meters long, and their huge bodies are covered with silver dragon armor. They look like they are made of rare Ysrama silver.

Feeling the heat wave coming from in front of her, the female lord hurriedly opened her eyes, and then she noticed that a group of fire-breathing bipedal flying dragons had appeared in the sky at some point!

Looking at the beautiful female elf in front of them who was eclipsed by the protection of the warriors, these Khorne berserkers showed a strange smile on their lips.

Since believing in Khorne, although they still retain their most basic desires, they prefer to watch performances of flesh and blood compared to the whimpering Slaanesh.

The female lord's eyes were full of horror. She didn't know whether this newly appeared troop was an enemy or a friend. She was even more horrified by the terrifying number of flying dragons!

The fear lord with long white hair was constantly fighting with the berserkers in front of him with his rapier and shield, while not forgetting to inspire the surrounding friendly forces.

The berserker warriors around laughed loudly and did not hide the obscene words in their mouths, expecting the troll to crush the female elf with his sledgehammer.

The once solid black iron city gate had long been smashed open, and a Chaos Giant with crossbow bolts all over his body was lying outside the city, telling him the identity of the culprit.

"Come on Dick, use your big dick to knock this female elf off!"

They controlled the flying dragons to continuously charge at the fleeing manticores, and at the same time, they continuously thrust out the lances in their hands, leaving bloody holes on the manticores' bodies.

And more flying dragons breathed flames at the Norscans who were fleeing in panic, turning the entire Chaos Wasteland into a sea of ​​fire!

boom!

Just when the female lord fell into a daze, the ice troll's corpse suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of her.

Obviously, they are all looking forward to what will happen next.

The ice troll did not hesitate. He directly hit each of these elven deserters who fell to the ground and whined with a stick, and accurately smashed their bodies into flesh, leaving their round heads intact.

"Ouch-ouch——"

Accompanied by heavy footsteps, a huge blue voice slowly walked into the city gate, shouting to the sky under the cheers of the berserker warriors and the dull eyes of the female lord:

Looking at the balls of minced meat on the ground, the female lord thought that she could not escape, so she simply closed her eyes and gave up resistance.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful female elf will be smashed to pieces by trolls before she has even played with her... But it doesn't matter, we will definitely encounter more in the future!"

Immediately afterwards, a silver flying dragon with a body length of more than a hundred meters suddenly landed in front of her, and a pair of blue dragon eyes were staring at her.

Just when she swallowed her saliva and hesitated whether to come forward to say hello, the flying dragon suddenly lowered its head, revealing the handsome elf on the dragon's back!

Unlike any Druki elf she knew, this elf in silver armor looked like a real Ulthuan dragon prince. He smiled and greeted her:

"It seems that the banquet hasn't started yet. I shouldn't be late, right?"

The visitors are none other than Rohan and the blessed carrot!

(End of chapter)