"Dong ~ Dong ~ Dong ~"
Emilia, who was sitting on the throne in the Kurfürst Palace, heard the bell from the Nur Great Clock Tower. The Duchess of the Empire was gently tasting the high-quality Darjeeling black tea and eating light pastries. She was wearing a gorgeous Duchess dress. Behind her were the three Gray Knights veterans, Petain, Foch, and Xia Fei. And in the hall were her three daughters. Rem was already a big girl, and she was talking to her mother.
The three Gray Knights veterans had not returned since they escorted Emilia to the Empire. They were seriously injured by the young master and took a long time to recover. After that, Emilia even righteously used the reasons of "I am the woman of your Genetic Father" and "Your Genetic Father's daughter needs protection" to not only let Petain and the others stay, but also let them be the guards of her palace.
But to be fair, although Emilia's move was unreasonable, it was used in the right place. The Gray Knights stopped the Skaven Rat Men from assassinating Emilia and her three daughters no less than three times. At the same time, their magic array made the Skaven Rat Men feel very troublesome. Because of this, the Isin Clan lost a lot of assassins, but the information they got was limited.
"Rumble ~" The earth of Nur was shaking. Something seemed to be roaring and trembling under the ground. Hundreds of streams of water were converging into a big river. Slowly, the gutters, holes, and sewers began to be covered by the torrent. The whole city began to sway.
"Gelt and the others have started." Emilia picked up the teacup. The Duchess of the Empire tasted the black tea gracefully. "Petain, Xia Fei, Foch, your mission is to protect this place, protect my Kurfürst Palace."
"Are we not going to attack? Your Grace. " Petain and the others felt uncomfortable following Emilia's orders, but they all respected her. Emilia had an overwhelming advantage in terms of children, which was even praised by the Emperor himself.
"No, this battle belongs to Frey Derick." Emilia closed her eyes, and the Empire's Countess could not help but take out a bronze mirror and look at her youthful face. Pleased, she shook her head. "Nur will only have a future if he wins this battle himself. All you have to do is protect my palace, and that will be the greatest success and allow Frey to focus all his attention on the war."
"Understood." Peter nodded. Indeed, the Skaven Ratmen had tried to assassinate Emilia more than once or twice.
It's up to you, son! Emilia looked into the distance. The Duchess of the Empire put down her teacup.
I've already given you control of the entire Nur army. Frey, let everyone see how powerful you are!
"Rumble ~"
"Rumble, rumble, rumble ~"
The Skaven Rat Men, who were preparing to deploy Dimensional Stone Bombs, were baffled by the flood of metal rushing out of the sewers.
It wasn't time to attack yet. What were they panicking about?
The deployment of hundreds of Dimensional Stone Bombs would take a day, and hundreds of Ratmen would have to place the bombs in the corresponding positions to blow up the Nur Industrial Zone and the North City of Nur. Why did the Ratmen start now?
Was this not a joke?
The Skaven Warlock Engineer, Skotalib, was jumping up and down. He cursed the other Skaven Rat Men, saying that they must have gotten the timing wrong. How stupid of Chuancuo to not listen and not believe in his brilliant plan!
However, dozens of hot metal torrents fell from the sewers, and the Warlock Engineer shut his mouth.
Before he could react, the busy Ratmen were instantly drowned by the metal torrents. These metal torrents, which were thousands of degrees hot, melted the Skaven Rat Men into nothingness as soon as they touched their bodies. The Storm Rat Trolls and Pit Abominations fared better. They tried their best to avoid Galt's metal torrents.
Beep! Beep! Beep! The entire underground city of Nuer was drowned by the flood of metal. The ear-piercing alarm and the panicked cries of thousands of Skaven Ratmen could be heard. The Iron Curtain rose and the light of the Dimension Stone illuminated the entire city.
"What's going on? What's going on? "The Gray Prophet, Chuancuo, did not understand what was going on. He screamed," Who is it? Who disobeyed my orders and launched an attack? Who is it? Bastard, show yourself! "
"Grand Seneschal, the situation is not good. The Nur Rats are pouring hot metal torrents into our city!" Immediately, his trusted aide, a strong Storm Rat, a guard of the Council of Thirteen, hurriedly said, "Please retreat before the torrent drowns our underground city."
"Impossible!" Chuan Kuiro squeezed the Dimensional Stone Amulet on his body tightly. It was a relic left behind by his mentor. He enthusiastically invited his mentor to the designated location. Watching his mentor's shocked expression when the amulet was taken away and his desperate screams when he was crushed to death by hundreds of tons of boulders, Chuan Kuiro was proud of his life's work.
The metal torrents crashed into the towers of the underground city of Skaven. The sturdy walls made of stone and cement blocked Gert's attack. Even the hot metal torrents could not do anything to the sturdy walls.
However, that was not the end of it. Galt's spell had reached its limit. After destroying two Skaven military factories and melting tens of thousands of Ratmen, the temperature of the spell had dropped. However, that was not the end of it. When the boiling metal torrent gradually cooled down and adhered to the walls of the Skaven Underground City, the cold water of the Ivy River and Wesson River gushed in with the collapse of the dam!
So the question was, what would happen if something was hot for a long time and then suddenly cooled down after being splashed with water?
The walls of the Rat Men: I'm cracked.
The underground city collapsed, and the Rats at the bottom were swept away by the torrents. Screams and squeaks could be heard everywhere.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Chuancuo was finally forced to order a retreat. Gert's surprise attack had wiped out more than thirty thousand Skaven Rat Men!
However, this wasn't the end yet. The sewer system of Nurr was too huge. Even Galt could only launch a surprise attack on a small part of it. As the power of the Great Spell gradually faded away, the surprise attack finally stopped.
At this time, the other Skaven Rat Men clans in Nur thought that this was the signal for an all-out attack.
"Rats! Advance! "
"For the Council of Thirteen, for the Horned Rats!"
A total of thirteen Skaven armies began their attack according to the plan. The slave rats rushed out of the sewers, the large rats rushed out from various holes and cracks in the walls, the Rat Clan shouted slogans, and the Dimensional Stone Amulets used all kinds of weapons, such as gas balls, impact drills, guns, and flamethrowers to attack any living person on the streets.
Almost in an instant, a quarter of Nur's city was submerged in the fierce attack of the Skaven Rat Men.
But the reality was out of the Skaven Rat Men's expectations. The Nur people were not flustered by the Rat Men's attack. They had already made detailed preparations, and everyone was united against a common enemy. The army of Nur was assigned to each city, and the command area had already been divided. Under the leadership of Casmir the Eleventh, the battle priests, demon hunters, and ascetics were loudly chanting the holy words of Charlemagne, encouraging the people of the Empire to go to the battlefield. Every adult male joined the battle. They were led by the city guards of Nur, the provincial army of Wesson, and the army of Sol. Using crude weapons, they fought bravely against the Skaven Rat Men coming from all directions.
The wizards of Galt's Alchemy Academy chanted the holy words of the Emperor, and hundreds of metal torrents rolled in from all directions. The wizards of Amethyst Academy summoned the evil purple sun and sucked the Rat Men into the void and crushed them into dust. The mercenaries used the taverns and hostels as their strongholds and resisted stubbornly. There were also Nur's musketeers who had already found positions in the city and were firing non-stop from the rooftops.
Soon, Cuero realized that something was wrong. The Nur people seemed to have been preparing for a long time. The surprise attack of the four clans did not work. The city of Nur did not fall as quickly as it had expected. Instead, it was putting up a strong resistance.
Damn it, which rat leaked the information? There's a traitor in our ranks! Cuero's mind immediately began to work. He began to think about who betrayed them. Was it the Skuri clan's great warlock of engineering, Skrilport? Or was it another warlock of engineering, Skrilport?
Bastard! Chuankuo cursed out loud. Riding on his Flesh-Eating Rat Demon Skeletal Hand, he suddenly thought of a good idea.
Although the surprise attack from before did not work, it was not impossible to salvage the situation.
The center bloomed! Yesyes！
The time that belongs to me, Cuero, has arrived!
"Pass down my order, yes, order, continue the attack in the city, continue! All remaining Rat Men are to gather outside the city!" Looking at the city that was engulfed in flames, a new military plan was formed in Chuankuo's mind. He screamed, "Go now!"
"Yes, sir!" The guards of the council of 13 quickly left.
"The enemy has already discovered our plan. Little Cuero, there's a traitor among your men." The voice of the Supreme Lord of Calamity rang in Cuero's ears, "A purge must be carried out. Unfortunately, now is not the time, but once this battle is over, none of them will be allowed to live."
"Including me?" Cuero asked in confusion.
"You are a rat favored by the Horned Rat God, your status is noble. Theoretically speaking, I will not remove you unless it's absolutely necessary." The Supreme Lord of Calamity, Skorki's playful laughter entered Chuancuiro's ears, causing all of his hair to stand on end. "You still have a chance to win. Be quick, and don't hesitate if you plan to attack from the inside and outside"
"You'll help me, right?" Cuero was under great pressure.
"Of course, I will. I am your master, and you are my servant." The Supreme Lord of Calamity laughed, "At least for now."
… I am your master's section divider …
The battle in the city was still ongoing. As the roaring sound of cannons blasted past Frey Derick's ears, the herald brought a devastating piece of news!
Outside Nur City, the Skaven army of more than 200,000 was rapidly advancing towards Nur City!
"What? How is that possible?" Frey Derick was shocked by the news. The baron repeatedly asked the herald to repeat the news. He looked at Nur City, where more than half of the city was engaged in battle, and muttered to himself, "So, the enemy in the city is not even the main force of the Skaven army?"
"Frey, you must make a decision now!" Noelle, the avatar of the Goddess of War, yelled at Frey Derick, "Now is not the time to hesitate. If we hesitate, we will lose. We must go out and fight the Skaven army!"
"Yes!" Frey Derick did not hesitate for too long. The baron's long years of military service had made him a wise and decisive person, and he had great insight into the situation of battle. He asked Marshal Urlstein, "How many troops can we mobilize?"
"70,000 at most. The rest of the troops will be used to defend the city's major crossroads and key points." Marshal Urlstein shouted, and a dimensional stone exploded less than 30 meters away from the command center, blowing five soldiers into pieces. Nur's artillery was not to be outdone, and the sound of heavy cannons and mortars could be heard.
"Then 70,000 it is!" Frey Derick nodded, "Mobilize all the remaining troops. Today, the end of the Skaven Ratmen has arrived!"
A few hours later, the battle was still going on in the city. Nur City's gates were opened, and 50,000 Nur's field troops and 20,000 provincial troops marched out of the city. They followed Baron Frey Derick, who was holding the Golden Griffin Flag of the Savior, and marched a kilometer in an hour to Borny, which was on the outskirts of Nur City.
Just outside Nur City, Khuiluo and his 200,000 Skaven soldiers were already in formation.
Frey Derick observed the battlefield in the dark night. He knew that this was the battlefield chosen by the Skaven Ratmen for the final battle.
They would have to fight in the place chosen by the Skaven Ratmen. This place took away two of the human's advantages over the Ratmen. The first was the charging power of the cavalry. In Borny, the hills and forests would greatly affect the charging power of the cavalry. This way, the Skaven Ratmen would not have to worry about the cavalry's charge causing them to collapse.
The second was that fighting here would make the Nur City's artillery and naval support useless.
But just as Noel had said, the Nuer army had to attack. If there was still fighting in the city at this time, and the city walls were facing the attack of the Skaven Ratmen, the morale of the people of Nuer would be a fatal blow. Humans were very brave. They would do everything to protect their homeland, but humans were also very cowardly. One bad news after another would cause an avalanche.
Frey Derick held a flag in one hand and a torch in the other. The baron looked at the soldiers who were marching five kilometers an hour in the dark night. Their faces were more or less tired, but their morale was still high. His heart was filled with endless confidence.
We are proud humans, and the courage that belongs to humans is beating in our hearts. Selflessness, fearlessness, sacrifice. No matter how many Skaven Ratmen there are, they are still rats. They are despicable, shameless, greedy, and bully the weak. Threats, fear, and whips can drive them away, but rats will always be rats. They will never understand what true power is.
The pure-blooded elven warhorse, Apple VI, snorted under Frey Derick's body. Before it carried its master past the army, the baron saw the determination of everyone.
His eyes swept across everyone's face. Everyone had the same look in their eyes, and he stared into their souls.
"Soldiers, my officers and soldiers." Frey Derick rode past the army. The baron shouted, "We have traveled a long way from Nur to here. Many of us are tired and sleepy. I know that some of you are tired, some of you feel great pressure, and some of you are worried about your family and the war in Nur. But I want to tell you that you did not come here to fill your stomachs, to fill your wallets, or to be promoted. We came here today because of a noble spirit that drives you to pursue nobler ideals than yourself."
"In your veins is a fire that is brighter than gold. This fire is more glorious than the palace of the Emperor and the nobles! In you, I see the dignity of humans. You are the foundation of the future. You are the future pillars of the Empire. Your children and grandchildren will revere and admire your achievements. They will sing praises of your bravery, strength, and courage in epics and legends. They will be amazed that these actually appeared in mortals! "
"The enemy is right in front of us. They are three times more than us. Tell us, are you afraid?" Frey Derick roared at the Nur army.
"No!" The Nur army replied with a firm roar.
"Skaven will lose today." Frey Derick roared, "Here, they will be crushed. Crushed on our steel, gunpowder, and faith! They are fighting to satisfy their greedy rule. We are fighting for our hometown, our families, and to let all those who need to be protected away from terror! This is justice! "
The Old World gods will appreciate and remember this battle. Remember, your sacrifice will not be forgotten. Your bravery will be remembered forever. The moment that belongs to us has arrived! "" That's right. That's right. The time that belongs to us has arrived! "The Old World's gods will appreciate and remember this battle. Remember, your sacrifice will not be forgotten. Frey Derick roared, "The survival of Nur is now. Soldiers, remember your team, remember your orders. Please trust me. Together with me, bring death and judgment to the Skaven Ratmen!"
In response to the Baron, tens of thousands of people roared in unison.
Under the holy light, Frey Derick raised the flag of the Saviors. He was proud of his country and his army.
"Have you thought about how to fight?" His fiancée, Noelle, rode close on a horse. She looked at her fiancé, her pale green eyes rippling. "Do you want to hear my advice?"
"I'm thinking about how to give a speech. I haven't thought about how to fight yet." Frey Derick smiled awkwardly, but the Baron looked confident. "But I'm familiar with this area. There's no place around Nur that I'm not familiar with, especially in Borny. I've conducted many military exercises here."
"You still remember how your father fought the Battle of the Three Kings, right?" Noelle said with a smile.
"Of course." Frey Derick nodded.
"Then, what you have to do now is to forget it. Forget the Battle of the Three Kings, forget those established tactics. You are you, Laing is Laing. You are destined to not be the second Sun King, but you can be the one and only Emperor Frey Derick." Noelle said to Frey Derick, "Walk your own path. You are most familiar with the terrain here. You can do it. Believe in yourself."
Frey Derick was moved. He looked at his fiancée, and the Baron's expression gradually softened. "Thank you, Noelle."
On the other side, Alissanda's singing began. It was the personal song that the little queen had written for Frey, "Ode to Frey Derick." The Nur people responded, and the song spread from one side of the army to the other.
"Lord Frey Derick, our Baron and master."
"He has gathered all the soldiers to take up arms."
"Two hundred battalions and a thousand soldiers."
"Every musketeer has sixty bullets."
"Two hundred battalions and a thousand soldiers."
"Every musketeer has sixty bullets."
"'You brats,' the Baron shouted."
"Every soldier must stand their ground."
"Skaven covets our steam engine and gunpowder technology."
"And the one million gold marks in our mother's treasury."
"Skaven covets our steam engine and gunpowder technology."
"And the one million gold marks in our mother's treasury."
… …
"'F * ck you.'"
"To all the smelly rats who don't know Frey Derick and his soldiers."
"'F * ck you.'"
"To all the smelly rats who don't know Frey Derick and his soldiers."
The human soldiers roared with laughter. Smelly rats, are you ready?
Who knew that when the Ode to Frey Derick sounded, the Skaven Rat Men on the other side seemed to have started playing music.
Hmm? These Skaven Rat Men also have military songs???
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