January 16th, outside the city of Örengrád, Grovold Forest, the camp of the Champion of Perversion, Stika.
As the son of the Chieftain of the Sertellis Tribe in Noska, Stika was born with the Great Demon of Perversion, Sejuzhu. He quickly grew into a handsome young man with a charming voice and a successful leader. His initial plundering of the Old World's coast reaped great rewards.
His father felt insulted by his juniors and was jealous of his achievements, so his son murdered the Chieftain at the feast after a successful raid. After that, Stika's soul fused with Sejuzhu, and the young Champion of Chaos became the new Chieftain of the Sertellis Tribe. He obtained his jade-like skin, exquisite Chaos armor, and snake-shaped steel sword after offering sacrifices at the Altar of Perversion.
Normally speaking, fusing with the Great Demon of Perversion should have given the Champion of Perversion, Stika, enough power to make him famous all over the world. However, the fusion this time did not seem to have fused the power of both sides. Instead, it mixed the desire of both sides for indulgence. Now, Stika had become an indulgent maniac. As long as he achieved a little victory or achievement, he could not wait to celebrate. As a result, this guy missed many big battles and often did not meet on time or obey orders. Motkin did not like him, so he threw him and his army to Aislin.
The long siege made Stika very bored and uninteresting, and the cold weather made the Champion of Perversion curse us for wasting time in the white snowy forest. On the morning of the 16th, when the Brittany's army under the leadership of Kalad and Bodric had completely defeated his outer army, this guy was dancing naked in front of a bonfire with a few other Warriors of Perversion.
"I can spoil you or change you." Stika was only wearing a pair of underpants to show off his jade-like skin. He stood in front of the bonfire and began to twist his body, showing off his beautiful dance to everyone present. At the same time, everyone sang loudly.
It has to be said that although Stika's dance looked strange, it had an incomparably smooth feeling. His body twisted very symmetrically and harmoniously, and it was very magical.
"I'll swing with you ~ Swing to the highest sky ~"
"Watch the Khorne Kane meet by the Blood River ~"
"My heart and yours are connected, fantasizing about the Claw Coast."
"Take that boat and swim and swim to the shore of love ~"
"Hand in hand, I will come to the Wanton Stronghold (Palace of Sin)."
"Hold the skull in your hand and wear it on your head like a flower ~"
"I'll fly with you, fly ~ Fly across the Primal Chaos Wasteland."
The believers of sin were still having a bonfire meeting, and they had no idea what was about to happen.
Just as everyone let their guard down, a shocking number of rockets came flying down from the sky. Most of the rockets were blocked by the forest, but a considerable number still landed on the camp. The entire Northka camp exploded. The Mark of Sin was blown up, and the Northka people were blasted into pieces by the flames and shockwaves.
The Northka people were confused for a while. No one knew what happened, but the Brittany clearly didn't intend to give them any more chances. In the freezing snow forest, the Brittany army appeared and began to attack the Northka people.
The elite Brittany infantry advanced in formation. The winter was too cold, and their stamina was depleted quickly. However, the Northka people were caught off guard and were slaughtered like wheat. The Northka chiefs' roars and shouts came a little too late. Their tribesmen were disemboweled by the sharp blades. Muskets and crossbows were fired at them, and those who were hit fell to the ground.
Some of the Northka barbarians tried to muster their courage and formed a defense with their battle axes and flails. They called for curses and anger to resist the Brittany's surprise attack.
The knights didn't give them any chances. Duke Bodrick, Marquis Turas, and Kalad personally led the knights in a charge through the snow. The power of the Lake God shone around Kalad, and the Chaos Blessing on the barbarians was weakened. The knights were like divine soldiers descending from the heavens. Every strike tore the Northka people's flesh and blood apart.
After a charge, Kalad immediately ordered all the knights to dismount and fight in order to conserve horsepower. A loud horn sounded in the forest, bringing in other surprise troops. The Nosikas could barely resist in the chaos.
This was especially so for Kalad. He purposely made his robes and armor look extremely luxurious. He even smeared the reflective oil of the Bear God that was given to him by the Church of Essun. This made him very conspicuous in the forest. All the Northka people were attracted by Kalad's figure and chased after him. In return, Kalad went berserk and slaughtered.
Therefore, when more Brittany soldiers and the Ugor army led by Berliat and Meretskov joined the battle, the Northka people's defeat was already set. A small number of Northka chiefs tried to form a thin line to stop the knights' charge, but the knights had already dismounted. The infantry then used their muskets and crossbows to crush the Northka people's last resistance.
"Where's my pants?" In the midst of the chaos, the champion of sex, Stika, who was twisting his body a moment ago, screamed, "Who saw my pants? Where did I put them? "
Shouts of killing could be heard everywhere. Stika was only wearing a pair of underpants. He was looking everywhere for his weapons and equipment, as well as where his underpants had gone.
It was too late. The Ugor cavalry led by Berliat had already charged over. These Ugor soldiers were very used to fighting in cold weather. They were especially jealous when they saw their mortal enemies. They showed no mercy and quickly crushed the Northka people who had just finished their breakfast. Their scimitars slashed back and forth, and every slash made the Ugor soldiers smile with satisfaction and savagery. This was the revenge of the Ugor.
In the midst of the chaos, Belial discovered a naked man who was only wearing a pair of underwear and had a braid that pointed up to the sky. Without hesitation, Legion Commander Hugo raised his hand and fired a shot.
"Ahhh! I'm shot! I'm shot! This feels so good! " The champion of sex held the bleeding wound on his stomach and screamed, "Ah, so much blood! So exciting!"
"Damn, where's the explosion? Where's your weapon? "Stika's guard, a high-rank warrior of sex, shouted.
"I don't have it!" Stika desperately shook his head. In the end, he was forcefully dragged out of the battlefield by his guards and fled north.
Since then, the left wing of the Northka army of about ten thousand people had completely collapsed. The Northka people left behind more than six thousand corpses and fled pathetically.
Kalad didn't give the order to chase. Instead, he ordered the army to take a few minutes to adjust their condition and immediately turn east.
There, the dwarves should have already started fighting with the Northka Supreme King Aisling's army.
Kalad's guess was right. When the Brittany army was rushing towards the center of Growald Forest, the Northka and Eight Peaks Mountain dwarves, "Mustache Avengers", had already started fighting with Aisling's army at the front.
The surprise attack of the dwarves was a huge success. Aisling's army was not prepared at all, and several camps of Noska were destroyed almost instantly. Aisling, the Supreme King of Noska, was shocked when she learned that there were only a thousand or so dwarves that took the initiative to attack.
"The Southerners actually came out of their cities to attack us? Fighting us in the open? I can't believe I've seen dwarves give up their cities to attack me one day in my life. " Aisling sat in the middle of the camp. His face was still full of fatigue from his hangover. His guards were even helping him put on his armor. The Northka Supreme King's expression was unnatural. He felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a secret hamburger made by Nurgle. Aisling thought to himself, How can a thousand dwarves reach me?
Where did their confidence come from?
The previous Northka Supreme King, Silverbeard, had died from his injuries after a duel with me. Of course, Aisling had also gone back to recuperate for a few decades. Now, these dwarves wanted to rely on a thousand dwarves to reach me? That's just wishful thinking!
The Supreme King simply ordered a simple platform to be built in the middle of the camp and a brazier to be lit. He wanted to enjoy his breakfast while watching how these dwarves would crumble and be slaughtered under the attack of his army.
But as he watched, Aisling felt that something was wrong.
These dwarves didn't seem like they wanted to attack. On the contrary, they were only satisfied with defending their position and using long-range weapons such as the Örengrád's mortar and cannon to attack from afar.
Damn it! They didn't plan to reach me at all! The Supreme King finally realized the enemy's plan. Aisling stood up abruptly. He had just ordered the greedy army to retreat when a heavy horn sounded from his right. "Toot, toot, toot."
"For the Lady and the King! For the Brittany! "
"Lady, grant us victory!"
The Brittany army appeared in the west, which was to Aisling's right. Amidst the cold coniferous forest and white snow, the Brittany knights and the Knight King's elite infantry appeared.
The knights didn't show any mercy to the enemy. Following Kalad's order, the Brittany knights rushed into the enemy formation under the cover of Ugor's mounted archers and attacked the flanks of the Northka people.
The Northka people were shocked. The Northka people realized that they were facing a new threat. A few Northka people hurriedly formed a thin line of defense under the command of their chief and barbarian champion. They hurriedly aimed their spears at the enemy, but the knights' charge came right after.
It was useless. Kalad, who was at the front, personally led the Sea God's Knights and a large number of rangers as the arrowhead. They forcefully broke through the Northka people's weak spear formation. Their spears were leveled and their swords were raised. Hundreds of Northka people were killed or sent flying.
The Northka people's vanguard formation crumbled, followed by the infantry. They waved their weapons and advanced in an orderly formation, shouting the name of the Lady of the Lake. These soldiers who had participated in the Battle of the Eight Peaks were brave and fearless today. They knew that time was tight. If they couldn't completely defeat the barbarians while they were unprepared, this mission was destined to fail and they were doomed to die.
In such a predicament, the Bretons unleashed a huge amount of combat power. They forced the Nosikas to retreat, unable to fight back.
"For the Lady!" "For Granny!" "For Grimnir!" Their roars echoed through the sky, shaking off the snow on the trees and echoing throughout the battlefield.
King Aisling of the Northka people hurriedly ordered the army to retreat. However, the Northka people's vanguard was destined to be defeated under the pincer attack of the dwarves and Brittany. The barbarian champion was naturally no match for Kalad and his men. Hooves thundered and steel clashed. Swathes of Northka people collapsed on the snowy forest.
After Aisling paid a huge price to reorganize his army, the battle outside the camp had come to an end. The land was covered with corpses, most of which belonged to the Northka people. With the victory of the first phase, the Brittany and dwarves could heave a sigh of relief and prepare for the barbarians' counterattack.
It was one thing to defeat the Northkar army by charging from the flanks, but it was another to defeat the Warriors of Chaos who were fully clad in Chaos plate armor. Following Aisling's orders, the Northkar camp opened up once more. Numerous black torrents rushed in, accompanied by the drumbeats, curses, and chants of praise for the Four Gods of Chaos. They attacked the Dwarves and Britanians from two different directions.
Aisling's command was good. Even though he was attacked from two sides, he and his army still had the advantage in numbers. The Brittany people were naive to think that they could defeat him with a single charge. Despite the huge losses, Aisling still had a chance of winning. At least, that was what King Aisling of the Northka people felt.
Both sides fought fiercely for about forty minutes. As expected, although the Brittany people were brave and tenacious, they were beginning to show signs of fatigue. They had been marching since dawn and it was now morning. The Brittany army was showing signs of weakness in the cold and the climate. No matter how valiant Kalad and his men were, the movements of the soldiers and knights were gradually slowing down. The pincer attack was a huge advantage, but it was now slowly being lost.
Kalad was bathed in the Light of the Goddess. His body was surrounded by the power from above. The Great Holy Grail of the Sanctum was fighting on the frontline. He had already ordered the knights to dismount after two charges. The flag of the Kingdom of Knights was fluttering in the air. The morale of the Brittanians was high, and the dwarves were charging forward bravely.
But this could not stop the situation from worsening. King Aisling of the Northka Supreme could not help but show a happy expression and show a gesture of approval. He ordered his personal guards, the Chaos Champions of the Octagonal Star, to attack and prepare to end this battle.
However, just as Aisling's personal guards entered the battlefield, from his left, in the east of the camp, a deafening battle cry came from the quiet forest. "Ula, Ula, Ula, Lalalala!!!"
It was the army of Kislöw led by Rokossovsky and Kuznetsov! They had spent more time than expected, but in the end, they had successfully defeated the army of the Chosen One of Khorus and rushed here!
"The plan succeeded! Our reinforcements are here! "
"Mrs. Kiesler did it!"
"Long live the Lady! Long live the Brittany! "
"Good job! They have completed their mission. This must be the blessing of the Valaya! "
Angry shouts and cheers rang across the battlefield. The inspiring scene made the exhausted Brittany people burst forth with their last bit of strength. The Northka people panicked when they saw the Bear Cavalry, the Winged Cavalry, and the Red Sea Army joining the battle. Where were Skar and Stika who were supposed to support and protect their flanks?
"Where are Skar and Stika? Why are we fighting alone now? " King Aisling of the Northka Supreme waved his Chaos Rune Sword and Blood Battle Axe angrily. "Traitors! Useless! Useless! "
This time, even the Nosika people could not hold out against the enemies from three sides. They were quickly defeated and tried to retreat into the camp while praying for the gods' mercy. Only a few succeeded. More than seven thousand barbarians fell outside the camp.
Rokossovsky charged at the front. The giant bear he was riding let out a furious roar and grabbed the door with its claws. The door could no longer be closed. The camp was lost. Attacked from three sides, the Northka people were on the verge of collapse.
The Supreme King of Noska, Aislin, was forced to attack personally. He rode on his steel bull and knocked down the enemies who tried to charge in. Although the results were minimal, the enemies surged in like a tsunami. A giant bear rammed towards Aislin. The Chosen One of the Four Gods of Chaos easily swung his magic sword and cut the giant bear in half. The Bear Rider fell from the bear and rolled a few times in the snow. Just as he stood up and tried to challenge the Chosen One, the Bloody Battle Axe landed on his head and blood spurted out more than a meter high.
In the chaos, Aisling did not have time to laugh mockingly. A two-handed knight's sword burning with golden flames slashed down and cut open a wound on Aisling's waist.
"You're strong." Aisling retreated in pain. King Aisling of the Northka Supreme King took a closer look. The blood of battle immediately covered Aisling's brain. "You've found the right person, Holy Grail Knight. I know what you want."
"That's right. Your opponent is me, King Aisling of the Northka Supreme King." Kalad appeared in front of Aisling. The Great Holy Grail's face was indifferent and determined. "Come."
In the chaos, Kalad and Aisling stood in the middle of the camp, ready to fight for the championship.
They only had eyes for their opponent.
That was all.
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