The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 224 Chaos Attacks

Compared to the Drukki elves who were celebrating their expedition, Mrs. Kislev in the Old World did not have this leisurely elegance.

————Outside Prager, Karlsbridge

Karlsbrücke is a huge stone bridge located outside the South Gate of Prague. This bridge named after [Karl XII] is extremely spacious and strong:

The bridge is wide enough to allow several carriages to pass at the same time. There are exquisite stone towers built by dwarves on both sides of the bridge. The densely packed muzzles and arrow stacks are enough to defend against any incoming enemies.

The most terrifying thing is that because there is a big river outside Prague, three transfer stations have been built on this bridge, and each transfer station is a solid fortress.

If the invaders want to attack the city of Prague, they must capture all three transit stations, which is enough to make anyone who covets this city pay a heavy price.

Because of this, this bridge that has withstood countless Chaos attacks is also affectionately called by the locals - [The Broken Soul Bridge]!

Even if the invaders can pass through these three transit stations, they will still have to face Prague's two strongest legendary walls - [Wall of Spires and Basta].

These two legendary city walls engraved with ancient magic runes divide the entire Prague into an inner city and an outer city. At the same time, there are also solid castles built around the city walls, which can be said to be easy to defend but difficult to attack.

This is exactly why Plagg can stand tall in the Chaos Wasteland without falling!

Even the most powerful Champion of Tzeentch cannot use magic to break the runes on the city wall, and can only use despicable viruses and wheel warfare to consume the living forces in the city.

However, even so, only the most powerful Chaos Legion could capture Plagg, but they never completely killed this great and terrible city.

"It doesn't matter Peter, we won't come here for many years anyway, so we can just make do with stools first... But you are not allowed to laugh!"

"And those muzzles can't fit my organ cannon. Are they going to let my gunners eat ashes?"

Several dwarf engineers and rune craftsmen were inspecting the city walls of Kislev, constantly criticizing these unfriendly walls in human language, and wished they could go directly to the engineers of that year to settle accounts.

How could the thousand-year-old friendship between humans and dwarves be broken by a small misunderstanding?

"Hurry up and load all the cannons. Anyone who misses a shot today will be whipped!"

The High King of the Dwarves, Erickson, stood on a small bench dissatisfied, looking at the large red cloud outside the city and complained:

"I'm really sorry, Your Highness the High King, we didn't expect the dwarves to actually come back for reinforcements at first. Otherwise, we would have arranged a suitable location in advance."

As a result, instead of other human reinforcements arriving, the Dwarf High King arrived, which surprised both him and the Ice and Snow King.

What's even more frightening is that an army of demons who came from nowhere has also joined this army.

…

As long as Mrs. Kislev is alive, this city that will be burned and destroyed will never die!

Plagg stands tall!

(PS: The above contents are all official settings)

On the generous magic city wall, a scaly man wearing a ferret coat was looking sadly at the red clouds gradually drifting towards Prager in the distance, and murmured:

"That's right, if I put my musket on it, I probably wouldn't be able to see whose butt I shot."

According to the news brought by the defeated army in Erengrad, the number of Norscans marching east this time has reached hundreds of thousands, all gathered under the command of a Chaos Lord!

These dwarves had no interest in sweet wine and cakes, so they had to bring beer and sausages to appease these stubborn dwarves.

Recalling the frightened eyes of the hussar, the strong man couldn't help but sigh. When he was about to return to the castle to explore countermeasures, he suddenly heard several rough voices coming from beside him:

"The designer who built this city wall back then is definitely qualified to be in the Book of Great Hatred. How can we reach such a high wall?"

But the problem is that the enemy's offensive is far greater than they imagined:

As the Boye noble of Prague, he was very grateful to these dwarves who came all the way to help them fight against Chaos.

(If the Witch King had told Gotrek Brokenstar directly about the situation, based on his relationship with the dwarves, the dwarves might have sided with him during the civil war)

Facing the strong man's apology, the dwarves, who had always been soft-spoken, all touched their beards. The High King coughed a few times, waved his hand indifferently and said:

If you include the arrival of 800 dwarf reinforcements led by the High King of the Dwarf Alliance, he will not be afraid even if the enemy is several times or even dozens of times his own size.

Hearing the complaint of the Dwarf High King, the strong man scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. After all, they thought the reinforcements coming this time were from the empire, so they had prepared wine and cakes in advance.

"The enemy is coming...can we really defend this city?"

"Really, we were asked to help, but we couldn't even see what was outside the city wall. It's a pity that I brought so many muskets."

According to the news from the recruiting officers, Pragen currently has nearly 10,000 temporarily recruited Cossack warriors and 4,000 armored Cossack warriors wearing heavy armor.

They are now comrades fighting against Chaos, so how can they laugh at these comrades?

"Everyone prepare weapons and equipment!"

Unexpectedly, the empire was plunged into the quagmire of civil war and had no plans to go north to support, so Kislev's preparations were all in vain.

The muddy bugle sound unique to chaos came from the distant skyline. The Cossack warriors who had been waiting for a long time immediately closed the outpost on the bridge, and at the same time nervously picked up their weapons and shouted:

"The devil is coming!"

Even the corners of Peter's mouth raised slightly, and he was about to step forward to continue chatting with the Supreme King, but the intruders did not give them this chance:

Wuwuwu——

Seeing the dwarf soldiers standing on stools holding muskets, the surrounding Cossack guards had a kind smile on their lips.

The hussars serving as scouts only had time to see the large red demon figure, and the war horses under their crotches were frightened by the steel bull knights who were driving them away in the distance and fled back.

At the same time, nearly a thousand shooting troops who had evacuated from Erengrad were already in place. Together with the wing cavalry regiments rushed back from various places and a bear cavalry team coming from the royal court, a huge army had been assembled in the city.

…

A steady stream of roars and sirens spread from the outpost to Prague's city wall. The dwarves stuck their heads out and looked towards the skyline:

A Chaos Lord, surrounded by red light, is riding on a Khorne steel bull several meters high, and the blood-red battle ax in his hand is constantly emitting dazzling lightning.

It is the ambitious champion of Norsca who has won the favor of Khorne, and now the Chaos Lord who unites all the tribes of Norsca - Sigurd!

Looking at Prague's magnificent city wall and the river blocking it in front of him, the corners of Sigurd's mouth could not stop rising under his mask, and then he roared:

"Kislev, we finally meet again!"

(End of chapter)