Warhammer Throne

"What a young knight." Mogiana stared at Conil with her blue eyes: "Such a young knight can be promoted to company commander. There must be something extraordinary."

"Yes, that's right, what I didn't expect is that this kid has grown to this point." Ryan looked at the fluffy young knight with a flash of memory in his eyes.

The White Wolf Knight has no concept of a knighthood at all. According to Urik, the only thing worthy of being a White Wolf Knight is to be fierce, reckless, and a little cunning as a wolf. Only enough military power and enough Only by presenting his trophy to Urik in the White Wolf Temple can he prove his glory.

Well, at the same time, Yurik also emphasized that pure men must fight in close combat, so the white wolf knights never equipped with long-range weapons. Yurik also emphasized that carrying a shield on the battlefield is an act of fear of death, so many white wolf knights choose not to wear it. Helmets and shields, they will chant the name of Urik on the battlefield, and then charge head-on.

Ryan was a little uncomfortable with this situation at first, but when he saw a white wolf knight shouting in the name of Urik, ignoring a large number of arrows and directly using a warhammer to headshot a chaos warrior, Ryan understood that this was idealism. world.

So before the battle, Ryan also started screaming the name of the emperor crazily in his heart, the effect was really good, and the fighting power was doubled.

A cold wind blew through the arena, blowing Aldelaide’s red lion head cloak, and also blowing Conil’s white wolf-skin hood. The duke’s son also received a 20-minute rest time. The wizard and the defender immediately filled him with hot potions and smeared some of his fatigued parts. Aldelaide took a glass, raised his head, and he drank a whole bottle of wine in one breath. Then the kingdom knight made a big wine hiccup somewhat indecently.

His body is stronger.

There is a famous saying at his reception that if you have enough wine for a box, you can meet the lady. If you haven't seen it yet, it's because you haven't had enough.

Fight again.

Conil raised the warhammer, and as his leather gloves gripped the warhammer tighter and tighter, a violent and angry will began to appear in the young White Wolf knight.

Aldelaide's face was full of red wine, like a furious lion: "For the lady!"

"For Urik!" Conil's momentum rose from wave to wave, like the cold northern forest. A huge wild wolf was hunting. It opened its mouth and showed its sharp fangs.

"White wolf fighting spirit!" Ryan in the stands whispered.

The first to attack was still the brave White Wolf Knight. He moved his vigorous pace. The skull of the silver skeleton warhammer was shining, and the hammer head of the warhammer took Aldelaide's left shoulder with a tricky footstep.

The Kingdom Knight Ma noticed the White Wolf Knight’s intention, and Conil’s warhammer angle was very good. The Kingdom Knight realized that if he wanted to use the usual shield-raising technique, he couldn’t exert his power at all. Was robbed of the initiative to fight.

Aldelaide's eyes were red, and he made a sound like a lion's roar. The knight of the kingdom did not retreat but moved forward. The knight's sword drew a beautiful arc and slashed directly at Conil's chest.

"For Urik!" Conil's warhammer and Aldelaide's sword arrived almost at the same time. The blade cut through the white wolf knight's shoulder armor and ripped his flesh, but his warhammer was directly separated. The warhammer hit the shoulder of the kingdom knight.

"Hmm!" The two people stepped back almost at the same time, but some small injuries inspired the **** nature of the knight.

"For madam!" Aldelaide roared, his sword and shield combos were like a lion pounce, and Conil was violent. The long sword and the warhammer, the shield and the warhammer clash with sparks constantly. .

"In the name of Uric!" Conil began to show a bitter intent to fight, burning like a campfire on a cold winter night, arrogant, tenacious, and unyielding. This flame tortured the enemy and himself. Relying on this strength, Conil's warhammer swept continuously, bursting out a series of attacks like a gust of wind and raging waves, and the warhammer's attack became more and more heavy.

Aldelaide gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Sure enough, when he was the commander of the Knights at such a young age, Conil did have his own uniqueness." From the stand, Ryan slowly nodded: "It's really not to be underestimated when he understands the fighting spirit of the White Wolf at such a young age. What happened."

"I can feel the wolf scent from him so far away." Mogiana frowned and obviously didn't like it: "Don't you think the white wolf knight's body has an unpleasant smell? Don't they know how to pay attention to personal hygiene?"

"My Royal Highness, please don't generalize." Ryan thought I couldn't answer this question, because he was also a White Wolf Knight.

"I'm not talking about you." Mojianna also realized that she was wrong.

The atmosphere is a bit embarrassing. In fact, this is a common problem in the entire human kingdom. The essence of an empire is a confederate empire composed of multiple countries. The effect of the emperor’s orders depends entirely on whether the emperor is strong, and Bretania is also It is also composed of many principalities. For example, François can ignore the king's orders, so people are always proud of their own customs and styles, and regard others' styles as worthless.

The Lake God Witch seemed to want to apologize, but she didn't know how to say it. Ryan signaled that it didn't matter, and instead moved away from the subject calmly: "Aldreld, the heir to the Duke of Lyonese is going to lose! "

In the arena, Aldelaide was retreating. The young kingdom knight tried hard to grasp the shield and the long sword, but after the White Wolf Knight repeatedly beaten his arm, his arm was numb, and the benefits of heavy drinking gradually faded. , His mental excitement is declining, and the influence of alcohol makes him unstable.

The tip of the sword was trembling.

"Uh!" "Bang!" The silver skull warhammer swept across the lower half of the long sword, and then one at an angle. Aldelaide finally couldn't hold the hilt, and the long sword flew into the sky.

Aldelaide could only rely on the shield to defend, and Conil became more and more crazy, his warhammer constantly beating on the surface of the shield.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The shield gradually deformed, and the Duke's concubine behind the shield was also sweating. He raised his arm hard, and his whole person was already kneeling on the ground.

He is still unwilling to admit defeat.

"Enough! We lost this time!" Aldelaide was still unwilling to admit defeat, but Dalheide, Duke of Lyonace, decided to give up. He immediately stood up and shouted.

"No! Father!" "Enough, Aldelaide!" Almost at the same time, Dahlheide and Aldelaide shouted at the same time.

"Well, I surrendered."

"This is Uric's victory!" This time it was the Empire's turn to cheer. The drums of the White Wolf Knights and Cheetah Knights reverberated through the sky. It was not until the retinues came out to drag Aldelaide back. The duke's son-in-law was bruised all over.

In the cold void, the two gods are watching the duel in the arena.

"Hahahahaha! What about losing Lane, I am so many good guys here!" The white wolf war **** Urik wore a silver-white ancient plate armor, dressed in wolf skin, and saw his champion. The warrior defeated his opponent, he couldn't help being proud, and said to the goddess on the opposite side.

The lake fairy in a long silk dress didn't answer Yurik's words, she kept her face straight and said nothing.

"Listen to me, listen to me, my brothers, my elector, I won a victory, but I haven't been able to do my best yet, I haven't been able to make it to the end!" Kony You raised the warhammer and said to the cheering crowd on his side.

Then the cheers gradually stopped.

"I have one more person to beat! Since it is a champion, then Brittany should also send a champion to challenge! Or do you have the courage to accept my challenge?" Conil held his warhammer and looked straight into the stands. Lane.

The lake **** witch horse showed a fierce look, and Morjana was thinking of reprimanding the young white wolf knight company commander for not knowing good or bad.

Ryan shook his head, and he sneered: "My Highness, I'm going to come to Conil Reitzfeld? I accept your challenge!"

Seeing that Ryan was dispatched, King Richard let out a sigh of dissatisfaction. Duke Dalheide of Lyonace looked at him with unpleasant eyes. On the contrary, François and Ryan both voted for Ryan. A look of encouragement.

"Very well, today, let us decide the winner, who is the real champion!" Conil Reitzfeld showed his yellowish teeth.

Ryan changed his psionic power armor. He held hammers in both hands, and the Nemesis was behind him. Facing the young and energetic Urik champion warrior, Ryan looked down and said suddenly, "You are every day. Are you all doing sports? I think you seem to be quite strong."

"It's not doing anything in particular, but it's conquering the Beastmen." Conil replied.

"Have you been looking for a girlfriend?" Ryan continued with interest.

"Not now." Conil didn't expect Ryan to have time to ask him this, and he replied subconsciously.

"Not now? So when is it?"

"Go to last year?" Conil looked guilty.

"Then I will relax occasionally, right?" Ryan had already laughed.

"This can be! There is something!" The young Urik champion warrior came with interest.

"What kind of gameplay do you generally like?" Ryan waited to say, an angry voice came from his sea of ​​consciousness: "Ryan!!! My champion, what are you talking about during the duel?! The arena is A place to exchange those experiences?"

"I'm still king," Conil wanted to say again, his face suddenly pale.

It seems that Urik is also showing off.

"Okay, let's talk about these things later, let me send you off the court first." Ryan grinned, and he began to take it seriously.

"Don't look down on people!" Conil was really angry after listening to Ryan's words. He shouted at Ryan and rushed straight.

Light blue psychic energy gushes out of Ryan's body and gradually poured into his psionic power armor. He held the warhammer in his hand and placed the hammer head on the ground.

The streamlined muscles of the sturdy arms are gathering explosive energy, and terrible power is gathered here, while the light blue psionic energy is gradually activating a part of the psionic power armor.

Work hard, Ryan said silently.

The white wolf knight was roaring and charged, like a flying cannonball.

The holy grail knight stood firmly on the spot, like a fixed stone.

Conil gradually approached.

Ryan's arms drooped, and the Griffon warhammer slowly moved on the ground, and then gradually moved from the bottom right under the huge power of the Holy Grail Knight.

Closer, closer, Ryan could already smell the wolf smelt in Conil's body, and the white wolf knight's warhammer had fallen towards Ryan's head.

Between the sparks and flints, Ryan moved.

There is a Griffon warhammer that contains the power of thunder. Surrounded by the gust of wind, it hits directly from the bottom right at a very fast speed, with the back hair first, and the warhammer hits Conil's abdomen directly.

"clang!"

The company commander of the Seventh Company of the White Wolf Knights found himself rising from the ground in disbelief, leaving the ground of the arena with his feet uncontrollably, foaming at his mouth and flying into the sky.

Ryan put away the warhammer, saluted everyone in the venue, and then returned to his position naturally.

In the distance, Conil fell to the ground, splashing countless dust, and then his silver skeleton warhammer fell on the ground. Urik's champion warrior wanted to say something, his mouth sprayed out a transparent burst. He turned his eyes and fainted.

The arena is silent.

After a full minute, Bretania burst into thunderous cheers.

"Awesome! Lady's champion of choice, long live Lord Lane!"

"This is wonderful, one blow, just one blow! My God, the lady is here!"

"See, fellow humans on the other side of the mountain, this is the strength of our Bretania!"

"Praise madam!"

"In the name of a lady! Champion, champion, champion!"

So simple and neat, so easy, the morale of the Knight Kingdom was shocked, even Richard, who disliked Ryan the least, smiled, and the great nobles of Breton straightened their waists, their faces full of contempt.

"Damn it." Boris rushed to check Conil's injuries. He knew that Ryan had kept his hands. If the hammer hit his chest, Conil might have died of his injuries: "Take it for healing."

Followers, hurry up, Urik's champion warrior dragged on.

Then, the elector raised his head and said unwillingly: "Brittania is really great. We admit that we lost in today's trial and the glory belongs to you."

"I have also seen the strength of the White Wolf Knight. Brittany is also happy to have such a strong ally." Richard quickly added.

The knight and the knight's trial came to an end with Bretania's victory. In the Void, the Lake Fairy left with a satisfied face and a smile, leaving behind the extremely corrupt white wolf Yurik: "This bitch! The one who robbed me, still used him against me!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

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