The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 228 Crisis

Just when the entire subspace was in chaos, Plagg in the mortal world was already in danger under the offensive of the Chaos army.

The three transfer stations on Karls Bridge have been completely destroyed, and the blood army is taking heavy and determined steps to attack Prague's main city.

"Destroy these humans and dwarves, and dedicate their heads and souls to the great Blood Lord. What awaits us will be supreme glory!"

Tens of thousands of Chaos Warriors and Vampires have set up long ladders on the city wall, and began to fight against the Gossack warriors amidst Sigurd's roar.

The heavily armored veterans of the Gossa warriors are constantly fighting against the vampires wielding hell blades, trying to stop the demon's attack with their flesh and blood.

Although the flintlock pistols in their hands can easily penetrate the plate armor of the Chaos Warriors, it is obvious that the followers of Khorne will not give them this chance.

Roar!

The ferocious demonic faces of the vampires are full of fangs and sharp teeth, and their long purple tongues are exposed in the air, enjoying the smell of blood around them.

Although their bodies cannot withstand the power of muskets, their tough skin also gives them an advantage in battles with mortals.

Peter kept waving the fine steel battle ax given by the Dwarf High King in his hand, and while killing the Norscans who tried to attack the gunner, he shouted:

"Stop them and we must not let more demons climb the city wall!"

While Runewalls can withstand a wide range of ranged and magical damage, the Blood Legion blessed by Khorne has almost no range.

Sigurd looked at the city gate that was about to be broken open with satisfaction, and ordered to the Khorne Warrior Champion behind him:

"They have been almost exhausted and can prepare for the reserve team to come in."

"You, these evil and blasphemous creatures, don't even think of using your hooves to set foot on the walls forged by our ancestors!"

"How could it be...why didn't I see..."

More and more Khorne warriors began to climb the city wall. Although the shooting army located on the inner wall could pose a considerable threat to them, there was no fear in their hearts.

After all, after receiving the blessing of Khorne, they are all tall men over two meters tall, and they have a layer of thick plate armor that is closely connected to their skin and flesh.

For a moment, more than a dozen dwarf bearded warriors could not bear the congratulations from the Khorne demon, and their already short figures were instantly submerged in a sea of ​​red.

And now, as the High King of the Dwarves with the blood of the God of War flowing in his body, he will inherit the mission and will of his ancestors and destroy all these demons that threaten the world!

Although the casualties paid are quite high, Prager obviously cannot afford this war. Unless another supporting army can really arrive on the battlefield, the city will definitely fall today!

Just when he raised the bloody battle ax in his hand and prepared to attack, a sharp pain suddenly came from his phantom limb, and then his calf was severely injured, and he knelt on one knee wailing.

Rumble——

This battle ax is a legendary battle ax left in the Eternal Peak when the legendary dwarf war god Grimnir went deep into the Chaos Wasteland.

This also resulted in that although the city wall could effectively resist the attacks of the Chaos Warriors, it was unable to prevent more and more long ladders from being erected on the city wall.

This wave, this wave is the Renaissance versus the Dark Age, I have the advantage!

A Khorne warrior with red eyes brandished a blasphemous battle ax and rushed up to the city wall. Looking at these Cossa warriors who dared to appear in front of him wearing only leather armor, he couldn't help but taunted:

"Hahaha, you weak mortals, even if I stand here and let you chop me down, you can't chop me down...ahhhh!"

Beside him, the descendants of the High King were also fighting bravely, constantly cooperating with the warriors of Kislev, trying to destroy the Chaos warriors who climbed onto the city wall.

Forged from the endless fury of Khorne's Brazen Throne, even the best shields and armor of the dwarves could not withstand such a blow.

The giant sword engraved with blasphemous runes kept cutting down. Even the thick shields and armor of the dwarves could not withstand such a serrated sword full of blasphemy.

According to legend, Grimnir used this battle ax to establish his great reputation. Countless beastmen, greenskins and even Chaos Demons have died under this battle axe.

Compared to the blasphemous battle axes of the Chaos Warriors, the [Hell Blade] in the hands of the Vampires is even more indestructible!

Unfortunately, this sneak attack did not last long. The gradually increasing battle damage attracted the attention of other demons. The vampires began to scream and attack the dwarves.

Hearing the Khorne warrior's groan before his death, the dwarf warrior couldn't help but twitch the steel-masked beard, and then slashed at the calf of another Chaos warrior.

At the same time, more and more Khorne warriors also noticed the dwarf warriors hidden in the crowd, and began to pay attention to their feet.

In just a few hours, the casualties of the Blood Legion had reached tens of thousands. The bridge deck and city walls were covered with blood, and even the river was filled with corpses that fell from the city walls.

Bolts of lightning flew out from the rune axe, accompanied by the painful wails of the vampires, and instantly banished a large swath of demons back to the subspace.

The dwarf warrior who was less than half his height was holding a blood-stained rune battle ax in his hand. He looked at the Khorne warrior kneeling on the ground with disdain, and finally split his helmet with the axe.

Seeing his compatriots fall one by one, Erickson felt like a knife was twisting in his heart, and then he waved the rune ax in his hand even more angrily.

At the city gate, the Khorne Chaos Spawn took over the Minotaur's siege position, constantly sucking at the city gate with its spiked tentacles, trying to dig through the iron gate with its teeth.

As for reinforcements from Kislev?

Ha, how is that possible?

These steel plate armors from the Soul Forge can even withstand frontal fire from inferior muskets, not to mention the hunting bows and spears of the Gossa warriors.

Even the most elite heavily armored Gossa warriors, due to Kislev's relatively weak industrial base, are only equipped with heavy chain armor and iron battle axes of average quality at best.

However, the overall decline of the Kislevites on the city wall will not change due to the advantages on the local battlefield:

High in the sky, several Chaos Demonic Dragons continuously spit out poisonous mist that can corrode the flesh, destroying the enemy and friendly forces below without restraint.

Although I killed an enemy, why is this feeling of being ignored so annoying?

(Who can resist an armor-piercing counter-stepping unit that can reach 60 attack and 30 defense in the early stage?)

Several Chaos Warriors also joined the battle. The sharp blades and battle axes in their hands left white marks on the High King's armor, but they were then cut in half.

In order to successfully complete the invasion of the Khorne Legion, he has been carefully preparing for a long time:

According to the intelligence collected in advance, while the Sigma Empire was busy with civil strife in various territories, the dwarves and Bretonnia were too busy dealing with the greenskins to take care of themselves.

Where did the reinforcements come from?

Thinking of this, Sigurd raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then gestured to the steel bull knights behind him, and slowly moved towards the city gate.

However, he did not notice that just as he led his army to turn around and leave, an inaudible tearing sound suddenly came from behind the Khorne Legion:

Carrara——

(End of chapter)