The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 278 Mance Rayder

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 278 Mance Rayder

Crash--

As the White Walkers were wiped out by the various magics released by Rohan, the ghouls on the battlefield immediately lost the magic power that drove them and turned into pieces of skeletons and fell to the ground.

Looking at the skeletons scattered on the ground, Dario, who was originally killing the corpses, squatted down, looked at the corpses around him and sighed:

"So, these White Walkers are like magic nodes that control zombies. Just by getting rid of them, can all other zombies self-destruct?"

This is just like the vampires in the Warhammer world. As long as they can kill the vampires that control undead creatures, they can make those skeleton warriors or zombies collapse.

In this regard, the elven warriors did not show too much surprise. After all, as long as they knew the principle of these white ghosts controlling the corpse, they had nothing to fear at all.

Even Rohan couldn't help but touch his chin. Instead, he thought of another creature next door - the Tyranids!

It is also a small number of thinking elite units that lead the majority of cannon fodder units, and all serve a single will.

But unlike the Tyranids, as long as one White Walker can be killed, the wights under his leadership will lose control instantly, which is much easier to deal with.

You can completely set up a special beheading force like the Empire did, and use a small group of elite troops to fight against the White Walkers on the battlefield!

Plop~

Looking at the Black Ark that had recovered from the stranded state, Rohan flapped his wings and returned to the deck, and then ordered Dario:

"Inform all the regiment leaders to come for a meeting. Now that we know who our enemy is, it's time to formulate a battle plan."

"As you command!"

————Fang of Frost and Snow, Ruhe

The Milk River is a long river originating from the Frostfang Mountains. It is also the river of life for most of the wild people outside the Great Wall.

The milky-white river flows straight down from the highest peak of the mountain range, and in the vast plain beside the river, countless tents made of animal skins and branches cover the sky and the sun.

Hundreds of thousands of savage tribesmen with their families gathered on both sides of the mother river. The scale was so large that the fledgling Hawke couldn't help but widen his eyes.

In his eyes, Thern Castle, which can accommodate tens of thousands of savages, is already the largest savage clan he has ever seen. He never thought that nearly a million savages would gather together at the same time?

"No...it is indeed the army assembled by the King Beyond the Wall, it can actually reach such a scale!"

"Stop your silly roe deer attitude. We are the envoys sent by Magna now. We must not lose Then's face!"

Hearing Hawke's muttering, the leading spear woman looked at the fledgling young man with some disdain, without mentioning that she was also shocked when she first came here.

As everyone entered this huge savage camp, Hawke, riding on a pony, finally met the legendary King Beyond the Wall-Mance Rayder!

Inside the hood, Hawke looked at the muscular, unattractive brown-haired man in front of him and couldn't help but swallowed secretly.

I have to say that compared to the legendary King Beyond the Wall who was so powerful that he could fight one against a hundred, the very kind-looking man in front of him didn't seem to have much intimidating power?

"Do you feel that this ordinary man with no abilities in front of you seems to have no qualifications to lead the savages?"

Seemingly seeing Hawke's doubts, Mance Rayder had a smile on his face, picked up a wooden cup and asked casually.

Hearing this, Hawke was frightened and at a loss. He felt that all the eyes of the people around him were focused on him, and he hurriedly explained in fear:

"Of course not, sir, it's just that according to legend, you are so powerful that you can easily defeat ten crows (Night Watchmen) with one hand, so that's why..."

Before he finished speaking, the wild people who were still watching the show laughed out loud. One of them even came directly to Mance Rayder, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Hahahaha, Mance, he called you Sir, so do we need to kneel down next time we see you?"

"Oh~ Lord Mance Rayder, it sounds pretty good to me. You can really give it a try!"

"Don't laugh at me. This young man is from Thane. Everyone's living habits are different. There is no need for us to get too hung up on these details."

Mance also had a smile on his face, but then he stopped the savages around him and asked Hawke seriously:

"I heard that you are a survivor who witnessed the 'White Ghost' with your own eyes. Can you tell us more about the White Ghost?"

Hearing such a serious topic, the surrounding savage chiefs also became serious, and the entire tent fell into silence for an instant.

Feeling that everyone's eyes were focused on him again, Hawke couldn't help but swallowed, and then told everything he knew:

"Yes, sir, it was a sunny morning. I was about to take the prey back to Thern City, but I was blocked by a group of bad guys from the same clan..."

"To get to the point, I don't want to know what you were doing at that time. I just need to know what the white ghosts you saw doing?"

"Um... that white ghost is wearing a strange kind of armor. Even iron arrows can't penetrate it. It's very strong.

And it can also use a spear that looks like it is made of ice. It is also very powerful and can easily penetrate a big tree with a spear!

And the white ghost seems to have the ability to control the dead. I saw with my own eyes a man who had been hit by several of my arrows and attacked me without fear of death. It was just like the legend!"

Hawke directly said all the words he had been thinking about all the way, and then stood silently next to the tent, obediently being a little transparent.

After all, his job is just a messenger, and he is not qualified to communicate with Mance Rayder, who has unified 90 clans.

"Well...if this young man is telling the truth, then we must go south to the Fist of the First Men as soon as possible, assemble our troops there, and then launch an attack on the Great Wall."

After listening to Hawke's description, Mance lowered his head and fell into thinking. Then he firmly raised his head and confessed to the surrounding savage chiefs:

"And we don't have any more time to waste. All the prey around us has been hunted, and most of the food reserves have been consumed. We must act as soon as possible!

Young man, I need you to return to Thern City immediately and tell Sti that our meeting point is at the Fist of the First Men and ask him to bring his people over as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, Mance Rayder, I will convey this news to Magna as soon as possible!"

(End of chapter)