PS: No, the Dark Dungeon actually passed! Grandpa Qing Jie! I tried nineteen times, but I still couldn't get through! 19 times!
In fact, Grand Duke Valverde didn't want to use the land ships. Or rather, all the councilors of Marlin Castle didn't want to use the land ships. The capitalists were more willing to use such ultimate weapons as a deterrent rather than a war machine.
The reason was actually very simple. First of all, Marlin Castle lacked excellent engineers. The engineers they nurtured were not even comparable to the engineers of Mildenheim, Brunswick, and Tara Beheim, let alone the engineers of Nur. Furthermore, the councilors of Marlin Castle also had a headache over the high maintenance costs of the land ships. At the same time, there was also the high salary of the engineers.
In the eyes of the capitalists, these were all "unnecessary expenses."
Therefore, just as the coastal defense fortress of Marlin Castle resisted the attack of the Chaos fleet, just as waves of Chaos Warriors and Chaos Eggs were unreasonably airdropped behind the defensive line, Grand Duke Valverde, who had been shouting "Iron-blooded Marlin Castle" and "Iron-blooded Capitalists", hurriedly tried to get the wizard consultant beside him to contact the Grote brothers.
"Hey, let the Khan of the North pick up!" When Grand Duke Valverde's voice sounded from the Green Wolf, the three brothers were stunned.
"Ah! Let your Khan listen! "Grand Duke Valverde roared.
The second brother, Azrak, was casting spells to resist the wizard tower of Marlin Castle. He muttered, "Why are you talking to the Southerners!"
"No, let's listen." The eldest brother, Otto, said to the wizard projection, "I'm Otto, the beloved son of a loving father, the champion warrior of Nurgle. May I ask what's the matter? Hahahaha! "
"Sigh! Why did you guys come to our Marlin Castle? We know about your war with the Empire, but our Marlin Castle has always adhered to the principle of neutrality and non-interference. This is a neutral trade zone. What are you Northerners planning? " Grand Duke Valverde's phantom roared aggressively. "Not only that, you also hurt thousands of our soldiers, attacked our city walls, and killed our envoys. Don't you feel ashamed at all?"
"Ashamed?" Otto's face was full of mockery. He thought of his parents who were killed by the Empire and repeated, "Ashamed? Haven't you had enough dealings with the Northkar people? Don't you cowardly Southerners know that such emotions have never existed? "
"Enough, I don't care. Let me tell you, Northerners, your war with the Empire has nothing to do with Fort Marlin!" Duke Valverde then roared, "I'm warning you. It's still not too late for you to retreat. We're still willing to believe that this is all a misunderstanding. Retreat from Marimburg Bay immediately! Right away! "
"Oh? Is that so? So what happens if I say no? "
An extreme anger enveloped Duke Valverde and everyone present. Duke Marlinburg finally asked, "Are you serious?"
"I can give you Southerners a chance. If you give up Marlinburg now and leave the city, we will not pursue you for the sake of our loving father." Big Brother Otto stuck out his tongue that was full of boils. "How about I give you a minute?"
"You Northerners! Stay where you are! " Duke Valverde was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. Blood gushed out of his body. "I'll send the land ships over and send you Northerners to heaven!"
After the communication ended, the upper and lower houses of Fort Marlin were in an uproar.
"What, aren't the Northerners afraid of the land ships?"
"We can't just sit here and wait for death. We have to teach them a lesson!"
"We have to hit them hard!"
"We're proud people of the Empire. We're the sons of Charlemagne. We have nothing to talk about with the Northerners!"
"If we only listen to the Northerners, what's the point of Fort Marlin? What's the point of the ogre army?"
"Fort Marlin is very simple. We exist to be loyal to the Empire."
"Soldiers are trained for a thousand days to be used in a single moment. Duke, send the land ships and ogres!"
"Alright!" Duke Valverde no longer hesitated. "Pass down my order. Mobilize the entire army. We have to let the Northerners know how powerful the people of the Empire are!"
Thunderous booms rang out one after another. Under the control of Fort Marlin's elite mercenary group, three land ships charged towards the Army of Chaos along the street. The spectacular and strange mechanical creations spewed out black smoke as they rumbled forward. The aura they exuded seemed to be able to crush all creatures in front of them.
The sturdy ship's bow slammed into a Chaos Egg, knocking it to the ground. With the swaying hull and the immense power of the steam engine, the Chaos Egg only managed to resist for a second before it was instantly engulfed by the ship's hull. The sound of its body being torn apart and crushed sounded as the entire Chaos Egg was crushed under the ship's bow.
The Grote brothers' expressions changed slightly when they saw the land ships appear. They immediately recalled Tarim Khan's tragic defeat in front of the land ships during the battle at the Gate to Nur. The terror of these war machines made the Grote brothers feel threatened.
In fact, just as the Grote brothers were worried, the land ships that advanced like lightning crushed all the Chaos Barbarians who had rushed into the city's streets with unparalleled might. They used the blood of the Northerners to lubricate their tracks. The deck of the ship opened, revealing a heavy steam cannon and two ordinary cannons. They used explosive shells specially imported from Nur. Under the thunderous booms and explosions, even the Chaos Warriors couldn't withstand such power and were blown to pieces.
The mercenaries on the land ships were also firing with all their might. The sulfur revolving machine guns on both sides of the deck fired volley after volley. There were also long-barreled rotary muskets in their respective shooting positions. The destructive firepower suppressed the barbarian marauders, champion warriors, Chaos Warriors, Chaos Eggs, and abandoned ones. All of them were riddled with holes.
Ropes fell from both sides, and mercenaries were constantly falling down the ropes. They moved forward together with the land ships on both sides of the street. Hundreds of fully armed cavalrymen and even more pistol-wielding horsemen poured out from the streets and alleys.
Just like that, three streets, three paths of blood. It was a massacre.
The land ships, this killing machine, played its role. The barbarians couldn't do anything to the land ships. The eldest and second brothers of the Grote brothers immediately urged their third brother, Gurrit, to move forward quickly. However, as Gurrit was too tall and large, he was too obvious a target. Soon, he was subjected to the concentrated fire of the cannons and Wizards.
This wasn't the end. When Otto asked his third brother, Gurrit, to stop the land ships, a large ogre army had already charged over from the other side of the street. The legendary ogre mercenary leader, Big Stomach, let out a thunderous roar, "Big Stomach, Hungry, Want, Meat, Want, Fight, Win!"
The hurricane-like impact smashed into Gurrit's body. The third brother lost his balance from the impact and fell into a three-storey shop beside him. The entire shop was smashed to pieces, and Otto and Ezrak fell to the ground at the same time. The ogre leader, Big Stomach, let out a victorious roar. It stretched out its hands to help Gurrit up from the ground. Then, it raised its hand and gave him a heavy blow. The ogre's machete sliced off a large piece of minced meat from Gurrit's rotten and smelly body. Gurrit didn't find it disgusting. He grabbed the minced meat and stuffed it into his mouth!
"Chicken, crunch, crunch!"
That wasn't the end. Big Stomach raised a fist and punched Gurrit in the face. The third brother's face was smashed out of shape, and the fat on his face rolled like waves. The second brother, Ezrak, chanted a spell, and three yellow-green rays blasted Gurrit's body. However, only a few pimples grew on him. The ogre leader scratched his pimples impatiently and smashed his axe into Gurrit's body. Bile splattered all over the ogre leader's body.
In the end, it was the eldest brother of the three brothers, Otto, who seized the opportunity and sliced off one of Glob's ears. The ogre cried out in pain, and then started fighting with Otto and Gurrit. Relying on the ogre's unique strength and resistance to Chaos, Otto, who was at the peak of the Sanctuary-realm, was actually unable to do anything to the ogre leader.
At this moment, the Land Ships were slaughtering everything in their path. Along the firm stone surface of the main street, the Land Ships crashed back and forth, displaying their superior dominance. The trump cards of Marlin Castle had no intention of stopping even after wiping out a dozen Chaos armies. The undisciplined Marauders, howling Orcs, and deteriorating Mutants suffered the brunt of the attacks. The furious Cavalrymen vented their desire for revenge in one fell swoop.
The mercenaries who followed them shouted slogans. The wizard tower continued to unleash its power. The fire wizards might not be able to suppress the Chaos demons directly with various large-scale spells like Veronica, the head of the Sorcerer Assembly, but with the power of the wizard tower, the scorching explosions exploded in the Chaos army one after another, causing them great damage. There was also Derek, the death wizard of the Amethyst Academy. He raised his scythe of death and summoned a purple sun into the battlefield, turning a small block and hundreds of Nurgle knights into purple crystals.
It seemed that the battle was turning in the humans' favor. The three brothers realized the problem. The second brother, Azrak, did not hesitate. He immediately took out his father's gift — a clay jar filled with Nurgle's secret plague.
The clay jar was opened. The three brothers fought the ogre leader while waiting for their father's gift.
Yellow-green smoke instantly spewed into the sky and spread throughout Marlinburg. At first, only a small number of human soldiers closest to the battlefield felt discomfort in their bodies and their lungs becoming more and more difficult to breathe.
Soon, another group of people fell. Those who succumbed to the evil infection found that their skin was covered in boils, their tongues were blistered, and their eyelids were glued with a gelatinous substance.
More than an hour later, the human army began to panic as their bodies began to melt!
The plague spread, spreading everywhere at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wild growth of thorns, mold, and moss began to cover the solid ground of Marlinburg. The hardest stones began to crumble under the power of the plague. They began to melt, disintegrate, and become sticky and melted. Not only did it begin to spread on the clothes and scabbards of the defenders of the city, but it also began to grow on their flesh, covering their skin with black blood vessels and hairy growths.
One by one, the soldiers were entangled by the fungus. They cried for help from their comrades. At first, their comrades tried to pull them out of the fungus, but after a few tugs, they only managed to pull half of their comrades out of the fungus. The mercenaries of Fort Marlin began to retreat in fear. No matter how hard the captains shouted, it was useless. The soldiers were not willing to risk being infected by the fungus and being melted by the fungus.
This time, it was not just the recruits. Even the veterans and captains who had fought directly with the northerners were frightened. When had they ever seen a plague of this level?
"Fire! Only fire! " The commander of the city defense, Francesco, was still shouting for the soldiers to use torches to disperse the plague. He raised his head and looked at one of the wizard towers. What he saw stunned him.
Thorns, mold, and moss were spreading along the wizard tower's body to the top!
More than half of the wizard tower was covered by the plague. The witchcraft flames at the top were still burning, struggling. The frightened fire wizards were trying to use any means to disperse the plague.
When Azrak saw this scene, he could not help but smile foolishly. He gathered his magic power in one place and chanted a spell.
The chaotic runes, which meant "The Legend of Botany", shot out from Azrak's entropy ray and imprinted on the wizard tower's surface. In an instant, the burning flames were extinguished, and the entire wizard tower was quickly covered by the plague. The fire wizards on the top floor hopelessly jumped from the top floor and fell into the mold. They were swallowed by the plague and dissolved into blood.
After a day and a night of battle, the land ships were also in trouble. The fungal blanket on the ground caused the war machines to slip on the streets. No matter how hard the engineers tried to overload the steam engines, they could not move them. Poisonous moss, fungal blanket, and thorns began to spread along the hull of the ships. At the same time, the problem of the engineers' lack of experience in operating land ships was also revealed. The warships were constantly suffering from various kinds of wear and tear: the wheels fell apart one after another, the boilers were perforated and leaking, and various weapons malfunctioned one after another and could not be repaired.
Even the obsidian ram was gradually melting under the plague of Nurgle!
After continuous battles, the loss of momentum and speed was a fatal blow to the land ships. Soon, the war machines were besieged by the northerners, and on the other side of the dock, there was a steady stream of northerners waiting to disembark!
"We must save the land ships from their predicament! Otherwise, we will lose! " Realizing that the situation was extremely bad, the commander of the city defense, Francesco, shouted to his lieutenant and attendants. "We need reinforcements! Where are the private guards of Duke Valverde? We need them! Where are they? "
"The ruthless capitalists have fled with their property and guards!" the lieutenant shouted in despair.
"What?" Francesco was so angry that he cursed. "This group of cowardly scum! How dare they call themselves ruthless capitalists?"
"What should we do now? Commander? "The attendants were also shaken.
"…" Francesco immediately realized something. He knew that he was not going to survive. He was all too familiar with the group of "iron-blooded" capitalists. If he was lucky enough to survive today, he would become the biggest scapegoat and get a taste of what the so-called "iron-blooded" merchants were like.
In an instant, he made up his mind. Only by dying here, in a clean and honorable manner, would the group of iron-blooded capitalists remember their old friendship. Only then would his family and children have a chance to live. Therefore, he pulled out his saber and roared, "Those who are not afraid of death, charge!"
The sound of hooves could be heard. He was the only one who rushed to the northerners' formation.
The rest of the people fled to the east. No amount of gold was worth it to endure the disease of the north. When there was one, there was a second, and when there was a second, there was a third. Francesco rushed into the formation of the northern army alone and killed a raider and injured a Warrior of Chaos. Then, he was pulled off his horse and had his stomach cut open.
At this moment, Fort Marlin finally ushered in a total collapse. After only holding on for two days and one night, the city was declared lost.
"Your employer has abandoned you. He can't pay you." Big Brother Otto forced the ogre leader, Big Stomach, to retreat. He said, "You can't eat your fill. You and your troops will starve."
"The employer ran away? No, no, this is different from what we agreed on. Golob and the strong men with big stomachs can fill their stomachs. This is what they agreed on with us! " The ogre leader also realized something. He gave up fighting and looked at the remaining half of the tribe. He sat on the ground and cried, "Golob doesn't want to starve."
"I can let you eat your fill." Otto laughed out loud. "As long as you join us and receive the blessings of a loving father."
"How can I prove it? Golob is a smart person. He won't be fooled, "the ogre leader insisted.
Soon, a Chaos Egg was sent to Golob. Otto said straightforwardly, "How's this?"
"It's all meat. Very delicious? I just tasted it? "
"Follow us and you can eat this every day."
"Deal!"
Just like that, the last army that was still resisting stopped and joined the ranks of the Northerners.
Thus, Castle Marlin fell. It completely fell.
In fact, only a very small number of people successfully escaped the city, and they had to thank two armies.
The first army was the Empire's reinforcements that had rushed over after hearing the news. As the Empire's border guard, Ardli Leilde von Kallonburg immediately led his army over after receiving the request for help. However, they only had about 800 people. As everyone knew, Karl-franz had taken away almost all the standing troops and most of the provincial troops in Rick territory. This group of people was quickly killed when they arrived.
The second army was the undead army. The Pale Three Sisters of the Lemia Sisters, Lillian, Vivian, and Morian, usually lived in Fort Marlin. They were deeply angry at the arrival of the Northmen. After receiving the request of the Undead Army, Vlad von Karstein, they led a patchwork undead army that had been temporarily resurrected to attack the Golob brothers. This was one of the few strong resistance, but it didn't turn the situation around. It only made the Golob brothers not dare to rashly advance. They temporarily stopped and waited for all the Nurgle troops to land.
Now, in the rotting and stinking ruins of Fort Marlin, filled with countless rare plants of the Nurgle gardens, the Golob brothers began to discuss their next move.
"We will kill all the worthless weaklings in the south and set their cities on fire. We also plan to cultivate new life behind their backs and spread the wild and filthy things to every corner of this land," the eldest brother, Otto, said.
"Yes, and we have succeeded. However, we have to be wary of the collusion between the living and the dead. Oh Lord of Nurgle, I found signs of them colluding," the eldest brother said. Azrak said. Not far away, three completely destroyed land ships were burning.
"We have to be careful of the chivalrous patients in the west. They may come to support the Empire." The eldest brother, Otto, could not help but feel a lingering fear when he thought of the legend of the Sun King. However, he was also full of anticipation to challenge him.
"Don't worry, he won't be able to come," the second brother, Ezelak, chanted a spell. "He won't have a chance."
Dark clouds covered the sky, acid rain splashed everywhere. The spirits of Nurgle sang, and flies and Nurgle bees danced on the ruins of Fort Marlin.
At first, Otto did not understand what his second brother meant, but he soon understood.
Countless muddy and stinking mud emerged from the sea, from the river, and from the wetland fjords, blocking all the channels. No ship had a chance to pass through here, or go out to sea from the Rik River.
The Eternal Chosen One had already predicted that the knight wanted to open up the main artery of the Old World.
It did not exist.
The Brittany's Sea God fleet could not pass through the waterways of Fort Marlin that were completely blocked by the mud and mud.
They would not make it in time.
As the plague continued to spread, every well, every stream, every spring, and every reservoir began to mutate. They became muddy, covered in poisonous moss, stinking, and extremely poisonous. The terrible plague was spreading to the entire world with the release of the clay pot.
And this was the moment of the Old World's end.
The Golob brothers and the plague of Nurgle were just appetizers.
… I am the dividing line of the appetizer …
Marshal Kalad, who was in the castle on the border of Brittany, only received the letter from Fort Marlin five days after Fort Marlin sent an envoy for help, and three days after Fort Marlin fell.
When Marshal Calade read the letter, Marshal Calade, who was known for his calmness, honesty, and selflessness, had a complicated expression on his face. He really didn't know what to say.
On the other hand, General Zhukov of Kislev was filled with anticipation. He took the initiative to ask, "My Marshal, what happened?"
Kalad glanced at Zhukov, and the general immediately retreated with an embarrassed expression. Zhukov rarely bowed to anyone, but Kalad was definitely one of them. And because of this, Laing put Zhukov under Kalad's control.
"Why are things always so bad in the Empire!"
In the end, Kalad could not help but use Laing's famous words.
"Not good! My marshal, my general! " Before they could discuss what had happened, the servant outside screamed and rushed in. "Quick … Look outside!"
Kalad and Zhukov immediately walked out of the room and came to the castle's shooting port.
The scene in front of them sent chills down their spines.
Thorns, sickly plants, wriggling poisonous vines, and thick moss covered the sky. Bedbugs filled the sky, and decaying tree branches and vines wrapped around them covered the decaying earth. Fungal plants spread out from the cover of the forest and spat out choking spores. The half-demon plants shook their stems at their own frequency.
The horrible scene was slowly but surely spreading toward the border of Brittany at a speed visible to the naked eye!
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