On the narrow battlefield in the Nanz Plains, a large group of knights and squires were running around. They raised their lances and swords and charged in all directions, trying their best to maintain their momentum.
The black-armored Chaos Warriors were undoubtedly the most elite warriors of the Skalinth tribe. Egil couldn't sacrifice them like he sacrificed the old, weak, sick, and small tribes, so he could only fire the Chaos Inferno Cannon elsewhere.
After a fierce battle, the besieged knights continued to resist. The knights were unyielding, and Sirluff's battle flag bestowed them with unparalleled power.
A Chaos Mammoth from the north fell down while howling in pain. The hundreds of bullet holes and sword marks on its thigh explained why it fell down. Under the stubborn resistance of the knights, even a Chaos Mammoth as huge as it could not fight for a long time.
"Chain Lightning!" The Lake Goddess Anna cast a spell at the right time and released a violent Chain Lightning. The chain struck the head of another Chaos Mammoth, and even the mountain-sized War Mammoth couldn't resist it. The palace mages hired by Dalhead took the opportunity to cast a spell. A Doomsday Pendulum accurately struck the Chaos Mammoth's head, and a giant scythe condensed from magic power struck the Chaos Mammoth's head.
This frightening behemoth finally fell dead in front of the knight, never to raise its head again.
"Yeah!" The knights who were trapped in the barbarian army were greatly motivated.
But soon after, they could no longer smile. The combined spell of Chaos Sorcerer Chakoi and his subordinates summoned a powerful firestorm that engulfed all the knights in flames. The knights immediately scattered in all directions, and those who couldn't escape in time were all burned into a pile of charcoal.
"Let's go hunt the head of that Southern Duke. That's the best gift for the Blood God." At this moment, Egil chose to go straight to the center of the army.
He wanted to kill the enemy's commander and obtain the final victory.
At this moment, most of the knights had already charged into the formation, and Dalhead's center was defenseless. Egil himself rode the Chaos Steel Bull, and the drums thundered. His Scarlet Guards recited the oath of the God of Chaos and charged toward Dalhead. Waves, waves, majestic, majestic, and terrifying. Like a tidal wave, the charge began. Egil's voice was like a blood-red comet darting through the night sky. His target was Dalhead, who was in the middle of the army.
Khorne's Chosen One charged forward, slaughtering his way through. None of the Breton knights were a match for him. In just a single charge, he had slain a count, four barons, and a dozen knights.
Right now, the only ones standing between Dahl and Egil were a hundred knights led by Count Leon and an infantry battalion led by Baron Edd.
Count Ryan knew that the enemy was the commander of the barbarians. He silently clenched his sword, then turned around and took one last look at the flag of Sirluff, which was held high in the middle of the army.
After that, the honorable knight never looked back, not even for a moment.
"Protect the Duke! Never retreat! "
"Fight to the end!"
Endless courage gushed out of Earl Ryan's body. When he faced Egil's huge body, blood-red plate armor, and countless spiked iron rings, Earl Ryan's eyes didn't show the slightest bit of fear. Earl Ryan, who was a junior legendary, rushed forward and confronted Egil head-on.
Clang! The sound of spear clashing against the battle axe was heard. Count Ryan screamed as he lost an arm. His spear was broken into pieces, and his right arm was chopped off by Egil. Blood gushed out and dyed his warhorse and robe red.
Earl Ryan used his remaining left hand to pull out the longsword at his waist. His face was twisted, and he was close to going crazy. "Damn barbarians! Accept the lady's judgment! "
Egil's face was calm as usual. He looked at Earl Ryan's expression and even praised him.
This was a man with a backbone. He deserved a dignified death.
Khorne's Chosen One swung his axe down viciously. The force of the blow was so great that it even left a burnt smell in the air. With a casual wave of his hand, Earl Ryan's attack, which contained the last of his strength, was reduced to nothing. Then, Egil used his Infernal Battle Axe to cut open Earl Ryan's chest.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Earl Ryan was on the verge of collapsing on his horse. He could feel his strength and consciousness fading, but his courage and anger continued to rise. He was almost at his limit.
"Let me swing my sword again, lady. Please, let me swing my sword again for you!" Earl Ryan prayed madly in his heart. "I can't let this barbarian get close to the Duke."
Unfortunately, Earl Ryan was like a lamp that had run out of oil. A Chosen One with a halberd pierced through his back and cut off his head. "Blood sacrifice to the Blood God. Head for the throne!"
"No! You bastard! He's mine! "Egil was furious. He chopped off the Chosen One's head with his axe." Go to hell! "
"Earl Ryan is dead!" Some knights and soldiers cried out in grief.
Dalhead's heart skipped a beat when he heard the news. He looked in the direction of the battle and knew that Earl Ryan had died.
I can't retreat. I can't retreat now! The outcome of the battle is on the line. If Dalhead moved, the knights would be in danger of collapsing!
"Take my men and support Baron Edd!" Dalhead's eyes were red as he ordered his son, Aldrid.
"But …" Aldrid was hesitant.
"Go! Stop those barbarians! " Dalhead knew that the battle had to be ended immediately. He almost roared at his son, his saliva spraying on Aldrid's face.
"Understood!" Aldrid gritted his teeth and led the last of his men to defend against Egil's attack.
At this moment, Egil and his Scarlet Guards were less than a hundred metres away from Dahl's Head. The tyrannical Chosen One was calmly pulling the Hellaxe out of Dahl's corpse. The last of Dahl's Head's troops were already scattered, but the remaining knights and soldiers were still stubbornly resisting. No matter what, they couldn't let Egil get close to the duke!
Khorne, the Chosen One champion, spun his battle axe, creating a wind of death. His two axes slashed through the knights' bodies, slicing their armor and flesh apart. In just two breaths, Egil had killed dozens of people.
The knights and soldiers who were resisting retreated in defeat. Their eyes were filled with fear. They seemed to see the figure of a huge demon on Egil's body. The demon sat on a huge skull throne and looked down on all living beings. The hurricane of death revolved around him, turning everything in his path into scorched earth.
Several legendary knights clashed with Egil one after another, but they were all decapitated. Blood flowed everywhere, and heads fell to the ground.
This was Egil's power.
"Charge! You must kill the enemy's duke, Dalhead! You coward, you coward, come and die! " Egil saw more knights and squires rushing into the battlefield. The appearance of this last force changed the situation of the battlefield. Even the elite Chosen Warriors of Chaos like the Scarlet Guards were temporarily stopped and could not move forward.
However, at this moment, Aldrider, who had already arrived in front of Egil, did something that changed the entire situation. When the duke's son passed by Egil, he tried his best to stab his lance at the tyrannical champion of the Chosen of God.
Egil wasn't stabbed by the lance. On the contrary, the Chaos Steel Bull he was riding on took the hit in place of its master. Aldrid's desperate strike struck the Chaos Steel Bull's buttocks, and in pain, the Chaos Steel Bull ran for its life. It actually broke through the knights' formation and charged directly towards Dalhead.
This was exactly what Egil wanted.
Dalhead's expression was solemn. The Duke had already seen Egil rushing towards him. Dressed in blood, the Scalins King carried a terrifying aura with him. He was like a magma erupting from a volcano. Every step the Doomsday Steel Bull took left a deep pit in the snow. Egil's pale eyes glowed with a blood-red light.
“Charge！” Dahl 'Head was already a veteran on the battlefield. Duke Lyonasser knew he had to accept the challenge, so he patted his horse. The pure-blooded elven horse neighed loudly and charged towards Egil.
"Dalhead of Lyonassai, surrender to me immediately! Otherwise, I will use your blood and shadows to completely destroy you! " Egil raised his battle axe and issued a cold warning to the duke who was riding on his warhorse.
It was meaningless to persuade him to surrender. Whether he surrendered or not, he would be slaughtered anyway. Egil just wanted to enjoy the sight of these lowly southerners begging for mercy.
"Hmph! The pain you brought to Lyonassai will be repaid by me personally! " Dalhead's face was filled with hatred. It was a hatred that went deep into his bones. Egil had wreaked havoc in his duchy. The duke's courtiers had already made the most conservative estimate. They knew that the barbarians had killed at least 100,000 people.
This loss might take a decade or more to recover.
How could Dalhead not grit his teeth at Egil?
"Accept the judgment of the Lady! Chaos scum! " Dalhead was an advanced legendary knight. He was still full of courage. Even in his middle age, the duke had never given up on practicing martial arts.
If he could kill Egil here, he would be able to turn the tide of this war! Dalhead's body radiated with a strong desire to fight.
As the warhorses clashed, the sound of metal clanging resounded throughout the battlefield. Egil's immense power directly destroyed Dalhead's last bit of hope. The duke almost lost his grip on his lance. If it weren't for his decades of battle experience, Dalhead would have fallen off his horse on the spot.
Dalhead's right hand was sore and painful. He tried to hold his lance tightly and turned around, but Egil was already behind him!
The duke's eyes were bloodshot. He hurriedly raised his shield to block Egil's axe.
"Pa!" The kite shield made of mithril from Brittany had completed its final task. It protected the duke for the last time before it was destroyed by the battle axe. Dalhead could feel an unparalleled force coming from his arm. He felt a sharp pain in his left arm. He knew his arm was fractured.
Dalhead was thrown off his horse by Egil's great force and rolled to the ground in a sorry state.
"Ugh …" Just as the duke was about to get up and fight again, he felt a chill from his back to his chest. Then he tasted something sweet in his throat. His chest was in excruciating pain, and blood flowed out of his mouth.
The axe in Egil's left hand, Gammu, pierced through the duke's right chest. Blood spurted out.
"Am I going to die here?" Dahlhead's vision began to blur, but his mind became clearer and clearer. This was the most painful moment for the Duke. He saw the knights still fighting hard on the battlefield, and he saw his son crying out in despair.
"The duke is dead! The duke is dead! "Shouts came from the battlefield. The serfs began to collapse, and the knights began to waver.
Sirluff's battle flag had been cut down by Egil's axe. It was stained with the duke's blood. His last hope was gone.
No!
I can't die here! Dalhead used the last of his strength to hold the axe that had pierced through his body.
"Huh?" Egil wanted to pull Gammu out of Dalhead's body and use Gammu in his right hand to give the duke a fatal blow. However, he found that his movements were slightly hindered.
It was this hindrance that saved Dalhead's life.
"For the lady!" The reinforcements had arrived. The leader of the Holy Grail Knights, Ulles, and three other Holy Grail Knights came from the side. The leader, Ulles, had red eyes that contained the fury of the goddess. The three Holy Grail Knights followed behind him. Their swords and lances that were burning with golden flames were close to Egil's face and head.
"Finally, a few who can fight are here." Seeing this, Egil gave up on killing Dalhead. He pulled out the axe from the duke's body and then raised it to block. He blocked all the attacks from Ulles and the three Holy Grail Knights. The tyrannical champion waved his axe and exchanged blows with Ulles several times. Sparks flew everywhere as the heavy sword and the axe collided. It was a draw.
The king of Skalinth looked up and found that he was surrounded. The Chaos Champion Yar, who was also Egil's nephew, was killed by Ulles with two swords. The Scarlet Guards were also heavily injured by the Holy Grail Knights.
Egil wanted to try again to kill Dalhead, but Ulles did not give him the chance. The sword of the Holy Grail Knight pierced into the head of the Chaos Steel Bull. The Chaos Steel Bull roared in pain and then ran out of the battlefield with Egil without listening to the command.
"Oh, I'll remember your head for now. I'll come back and take it away sooner or later." Egil could not control the Chaos Steel Bull. When he saw Sirluff's battle flag fall, he knew that he had achieved his goal, so he did not insist on killing Dalhead.
Before leaving, Egil looked at the leader of the Holy Grail Knights, Ulles, with great interest. He then raised his axe, and the blade that was shining with the blessing of the Blood God drew an arc.
"Kill!"
A Holy Grail Knight who wanted to stop him from leaving was cut in half on the spot. The king of Skalinth let out a bloodthirsty roar and then rushed out of the knights' encirclement. The Scarlet Guards gave up their attack and retreated with Egil. The rest of the knights looked at the Holy Grail Knight who was cut in half and did not dare to chase.
"The duke is not dead!" Ulles immediately ordered the knights not to chase after Egil, and then asked his men to raise their Holy Grail Knight's flag. "The duke is not dead! The Holy Grail is the witness! "
The morale of the knights on the battlefield was barely stabilized.
"Uh …" Dalhead was saved by Ulles. The Duke of Lyonasser's eyes were a little dazed. "Oh … Thank you, my lady."
"Your Excellency! This war can't go on! We must retreat and then snipe them in the castle of Lyonasser! "Ulles shouted in Dalhead's ear." If we continue to fight, we will definitely lose! You can't fall here, or we will lose the final hope of victory! "
Dalhead's gaze drifted into the distance. A Chaos Mammoth War Elephant was slowly falling down. That was the last Chaos Mammoth War Elephant of the barbarian army. The knights had received help from the other two Holy Grail Knights and the reserve knights, and were fighting their way out of the encirclement.
Although there were less than 8,000 heavy cavalry in the knights' army now compared to the 10,000 heavy cavalry at the beginning of the war, and there were less than 4,000 knights left. However, if they could retreat to the high walls of Lyonasser, they might still have a chance to defeat the barbarian army.
"Okay, Ulles, thank you for your help. You gave us a second chance, but who will bring up the rear?" Dalhead panted hard. He felt that his mouth was full of the taste of rust.
"I will bring up the rear!" The Holy Grail Knight Eisen was covered in blood. He rushed over with more than 100 knights who had fought their way out of the encirclement. "You guys go quickly!"
Dalhead spent three seconds staring at the Holy Grail Knight Eisen, as if he wanted to remember his appearance forever. Then, he nodded silently.
"Retreat! Retreat! "
"The war is lost! Let's retreat to the castle of Lyonasser! "
"Retreat!!!"
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