Tamu Khan personally led the remaining troops to join the battle, and the effect was outstanding. The Toad Dragon carried Nurgle's Chosen of Gods champion and rushed into the middle of the imperial army, spitting out pus from its mouth. The Toad Dragon's filthy breath was like a masterpiece painted by Nurgle's own hands. Many people were caught off guard and fell down with a wail. The miserable state of dissolving flesh and blood was like a serious illness that suddenly worsened. The agile Orcs roared and charged out from the army of monsters. They massacred wantonly on the battlefield. The wounded who were ravaged by them quickly turned into unrecognizable corpses.
The huge Plague Ogres sent the Empire's soldiers flying with their maces and battle axes. Then, they eagerly swallowed the soldiers. The Ogres were too hungry and urgently needed to eat!
There were also the Chaos Giants. These Chaos Giants had broken away from the control of the Chaos Dwarves and were acting on instinct. Tarim Khan did not realize that everything was out of control. He killed his way into the Empire's army. He waved his battle axe, and the rotting and melting body of the Ogre Mountainbreaker became his strongest shield. A group of Halberd Soldiers tried to stop the Nurgle champion, but their weapons seemed to have pierced into a pile of mud. They were unable to cause any harm to Tarim Khan. Most of them only deepened the festering and rotting wounds on his body.
The Death Wizards of the Amethyst College, the Life Wizards of the Emerald College, and the Gray Wizards of the Umbra College had joined the battle. Rays of magic struck Tarim Khan's body. However, due to Tarim Khan's high magic resistance, the spells of the Empire's Wizards were unable to cause much damage to Tarim Khan.
This was the blessing of Nurgle. Amazing recovery ability, high magic resistance, a rotting body that was immune to pain, and powerful filthy pollution!
The arrowhead of Tamu Khan's advance was only stopped when it encountered the Holy Grail Grand Knight, Kalad. Kalad did not show the slightest fear in the face of the Nurgle champion. He patted the pure-blooded elven warhorse beneath him and faced the Nurgle champion head-on!
A loyal Royal Knight roared and waved his sword and shield to give Tarim Khan a vicious blow. Tarim Khan sneered and swung his battle axe horizontally. The battle axe split the Royal Knight's shield into two halves and fell to the ground.
Breaking through the obstructions, Talamu Khagan approached Kalad's location. Kalad similarly clamped his horse's abdomen. At this moment, the might of the pure-blooded elven warhorse was completely displayed before everyone. The divine sword Durandel clashed with Talamu Khagan's greataxe for the first time.
The huge force from his wrist almost caused Kalad to drop Durandel.
Tamu Khagan cackled maniacally as he brandished his greataxe a second time. The greataxe swept out with a gust of wind. Kalad roared incessantly as he flipped his blade. Once again, Durandale forcefully parried Tamu Khagan's greataxe. Sparks and sharp sounds of weapons clashing resounded throughout the battlefield.
Tarim Khan's expression turned ugly. This Holy Grail Knight in front of him actually had the strength to face him head-on?
Kalad's wrist went numb. This Holy Grail Knight of the Holy Grail secretly complained in his heart. The buff of the Ogre body and Nurgle had multiplied Tarim Khan's strength, making it difficult for him to fight.
Just as both sides were about to clash for the third time, Nur's Chief Judge, Theodore Bruckner arrived.
"Die, you bastard of Nurgle!" Theodore Bruckner was also a sanctum champion. In terms of strength, he was even stronger than Kalad. The two-meter-tall Chief Judge of Nur charged forward on his warhorse. Tarim Khan had no choice but to use his battle axe to block Theodore's attack. The Toad Dragon under him saw this and was about to spit out poisonous gas. Kalad and Theodore realized the danger at the same time and were forced to retreat.
Tarim Khan repelled the two sanctum champions, Kalad and Theodore, by himself. He then raised his battle axe and roared the name of Nurgle. Seeing that the battle was gradually turning in their favor, the champions of Chaos, whose morale had soared, raised their impure weapons and howled ferociously at the dark gods. The mutated beasts with a keen sense of smell had already rushed forward. Under the impetus of a new round of slaughter and destruction, the plague army pushed forward wave after wave.
However, at this moment, the sound of machinery roaring came from afar. Large amounts of steam floated in the sky, and large amounts of noise came from afar. The entire battle had undergone a huge change.
Tarim Khan looked up in disbelief.
In the distance, amid the rumbling, six steam tanks joined the battlefield.
These steel monsters that Nurr had kept hidden for so long had finally made their appearance!
The chief engineer of Nur, Maybach, controlled the legendary steam tank of Nur, the 'Savior'. His face was filled with terrible anger, but with the coldness and ruthlessness unique to the Nur. He skillfully controlled the steam boiler and then ordered, "Prepare to fire!"
"Fire!"
The steam cannons on the six steam tanks fired at the same time. The engineers of Nur had finally calculated the best range and best trajectory through precise mapping and calculation. The cannonballs fired by the six steam cannons flew directly toward the Chaos Giants and Chaos Ogres as if they had grown eyes. The Chaos Giants and Plague Ogres were instantly killed by the steam cannons. They were blasted to the ground and could not get up again. Tarim Khan's Tribal Warriors and Nurgle's Chosen Warriors immediately discovered the power of the steam tanks. They roared and rushed forward to stop the steam tanks.
However, just like the Empire's infantry were like mantises trying to stop a chariot in the face of the Chaos Behemoths, the Chaos Warriors also found themselves powerless and desperate in the face of the steam tanks. The ram of the steam tanks could easily knock them aside and crush them into yellow-green meat patties. Some Chaos Warriors used their axes to hit the surface of the steam tanks in despair, but they only left a shallow scratch on the solid steel plate!
The next second, the small steam cannon on the steam tank turret blasted the head of the Chaos Warrior into pieces!
"Forward! Nur! "
"Forward, for Lady Emmanuel and Frey Derick, for the saviors, for the Empire!"
The steam tanks, the war machines that had been praised for hundreds of years and had a great reputation in the old world, had finally joined the battlefield!
"Follow the steam tanks! Follow the steam tanks! "
With the roar of Nur's Grand Marshal Erstein, the morale of the Empire's soldiers soared because they had received strong reinforcements. They were doing their best to turn the situation around. Tarim Khan and his Chaos Army, who had the upper hand before, were surprised by the power of the steam tanks.
What was Draz Hoss doing?! Tarim Khan resisted the Empire's counterattack by himself. He waved his giant axe and slaughtered the Empire's swordsmen and Empire's halberd soldiers who overestimated themselves. He then immediately tangled with Kalad.
This Holy Grail Knight is too annoying! He's not as strong as me, but he's unbelievably tough! And he doesn't seem to be tired at all!
"Beep!"
"Beep!"
"Beep!"
Tarim Khan fought off the joint attack of Kalad and Theodore. He and his tribe could not break through the line of defense formed by the steam tanks, but the Empire's army was also exhausted. Just as Tarim Khan was thinking about whether to use his last trump card, an earth-shattering horn sound came from his east.
"For the Lady! For Brittany! "
"For Laing Macado and Lady Suria!"
"For the Empire!"
The sound of horses' hooves drowned out the battle cries on the battlefield. The trembling ground explained everything. In the distance, a bright and glorious steel wall was rolling toward the Army of Chaos!
Thousands of knights were lined up in a spear formation. Their armors were glowing brightly. The banners of the knights were fluttering in the wind. Their cloaks were stained with blood and stains. Many of the knights' armors were in tatters. However, none of the knights showed fear on their faces. They placed their spears horizontally. The dense forest of spears was a testament to the determination of the knights!
The Chosen of the Lake Fairy champion, Laing Macado, and his army of knights had arrived!
Tarim Khan only had time to order the Warriors of Chaos in heavy armor and halberds to line up in a row. The hurricane formed by the torrent of steel swept across the whole row of Warriors of Chaos. Laing rushed at the front. He rode on the Griffin Impris and waved his Mjolnir to smash the Warriors of Chaos who tried to stop him into meat patties. The knights fought wildly and smashed into Tarim Khan's army.
Following behind the knights were the Free Cavalry led by Reppu. They were responsible for loading bullets and shooting the huge monsters at close range. The Nur's muskets shot the heavy Warriors of Chaos accurately at close range. Without the support of the Chaos Dwarves, Tarim Khan could do nothing about it.
The Empire's field wizards also joined the battle. Spells bombarded the skin of the Chaos Giants and Chaos Trolls. With the sound of explosions and tearing, the Beasts of Chaos suffered a heavy blow. The Grand Chanter, Casmir the Ninth, chanted a divine spell. The Nurgle demons summoned by Tarim Khan were bathed in the light rain of divine spells, and then quickly exploded. The steam tanks advanced step by step and devoured Tarim Khan's army!
In an instant, Tamu Khagan's Chaos army seemed to be on the verge of collapse. But the Chosen One of Nurgle's champions immediately ordered his personal guards and Plague Ogres to charge forward to meet the enemy. Just as the enraged knights poured out their rage to their heart's content, they had no choice but to face the retaliation of the Ogres.
The Plague Ogres and the Chosen Warriors of Nurgle faced the knights' charge head-on in their excitement and madness. After the knights lost their initial momentum, they fell into a huge predicament. Many of them were cut in half along with their horses, or were pulled off their horses and hacked to death. There were even some who were torn into pieces by the Plague Ogres, flesh and blood splattering everywhere. Their innards spilled everywhere and were directly swallowed into the Ogres' stomachs.
A Crusher Giant grabbed a damaged Empire cannon and used it as a weapon, swinging it back and forth and smashing a dozen knights to death. Just as it wanted to continue to show its might, the psionic storm summoned by Laing enveloped it directly. The Crusher Giant screamed in pain, but it soon stopped feeling pain because the Griffin, Empris, spread its wings and soared into the sky. Laing pulled out the sword of Nemesis and tore a huge hole in the giant's chest. Empris pecked out a lump of red minced meat from the giant's chest, and then crushed it with its claws!
The bitter battle continued. The whole battlefield was simply a meat grinder and slaughterhouse. Both sides had invested all their forces. At this time, all tactics and stratagems were useless. Whoever could persist to the end would win the final victory!
At this time, the battle had gone on from morning to afternoon.
Tarim Khan and his army of Chaos could not hold on any longer. In the face of fierce attacks from both sides, Tarim Khan and his Kurgan warriors could not fight on both sides for a long time no matter how strong they were. As the steam tanks continued to advance, the army of Chaos still could not find a good way to deal with this killing machine. The Chaos Giants, Chaos Trolls and Plague Ogres, which could easily tear apart the Empire's infantry, fell one after another.
In the middle of the battlefield, Laing was wrapped in lightning and psionic energy. He held a hammer in one hand and a sword in the other. He was fighting Tarim Khan. Tarim Khan was also injured all over. His body was scorched by lightning and flames. One of his legs was blown off by the steam tank's cannon. He was engaged in a fierce battle with the Griffin, Empris, who was under Laing.
"No! No! " Tarim Khan waved his giant axe. He was very happy with the massacre today, but he suddenly realized something.
He was going to run out of soldiers!
With his hands and feet tied up by Laing, Tarim Khan could only watch as his chieftains, Chaos Champions and Chaos Demons were killed by Kalad and Theodore one by one. The Dark Lady, Elspeth, rode on the Violet Dragon and spat flames in the sky, burning the few remaining Chaos Warriors. The steam tanks were like beasts that devoured everything. They spewed thick smoke and continued to advance, crushing everything. The precious beasts were blown to pieces by the steam cannons.
Without these beasts, what could Tarim Khan use to break through the walls of Nur?
"Where are Sayi and his Doegan cavalry?"
"Where are Draz 'hoth and his war machines?"
Before his voice trailed off, Tarim Khan suddenly saw the Chaos Dwarves' camp. It was full of Chaos Dwarves' corpses and abandoned war machines that had been turned into scrap metal.
Obviously, following in the footsteps of Sayi the Faithless, the Chaos Dwarves were defeated and Draz 'hoth fled.
"They think that's the end! Just you wait, Nurgle will take care of them! " Tarim Khan was still roaring angrily, but Laing's attack did not stop. The champion of the Maiden of the Lake roared angrily and swung his warhammer at Tarim Khan. Tarim Khan, who was beginning to lose his mind in anger, was accidentally knocked down by Laing's hammer. Before Tarim Khan could regain control of his body, Laing had already slashed at the champion's head with Nemesis in his other hand.
Tarim Khan did not panic at all. As if he knew that he did not have the advantage in speed, the champion of Nurgle simply let himself roll one more time. Then, he aimed at Laing's back and swung his axe. The end of the axe's handle directly hit Laing's shoulder. Laing grunted and was also knocked to the ground from the Gryphon.
In this way, Tarim Khan bought himself precious time. When he grabbed his axe and stood up, Laing had also stood up. With a hammer in one hand and a sword in the other, the champion of the Maiden of the Lake raised his warhammer and sword at the champion of Nurgle and issued a challenge to the champion.
Tarim Khan immediately responded. At the same time, he began to recite the name of his loving father in his heart.
Nurgle, Father of Decay, my loving father, your son needs help now.
I need your help!
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