Warhammer Divine Throne

As the second only to Archbishop and the red-clothed bishop of the great chanter of the Church of Justice, Alfred only brought more than one hundred to participate in the Sylvania Holy War this time. People, the losses in the last battle of the Tharfjord have not been recovered. Moreover, Afu knew that it would not be good for the whole army to be dispatched again. After all, he was the patriarch of the Diocese of West Bretania.

Along the Ivy River, as it gradually approaches Silvania, the number of civilians decreases and the number of troops increases. Although the Elector Marius is a mental illness, His military capabilities and internal affairs capabilities are fairly good.

However, after all, Marius, like all nobles, is only responsible for managing and sheltering his Fiefdom people, others? Sorry, I can’t care about that many, please do it yourself.

In the border area of ​​Steir, Ivy, and Sylvania, there is a three-no matter area. This is the Dark Valley. It is also called the Night City by many people. This ghost place Nowadays, it is crowded with refugees and adventurers, all kinds of people who come to try one’s luck, most of them are desperadoes, and the law and order are very poor, but people still flock in.

The reason is simple. The vampire secretly controls the Night City. Here, any human can sell his blood to the vampire in exchange for money or food. The generosity of the von Kastein family makes The refugees felt the long-lost warmth. This kind of warmth is more than the relief food (porridge) that Karl-Franz sent out through layers of deduction or a few copper plates and one or two for the nobles to work hard all day. A piece of brown bread is still warmer.

Selling blood is just a few Silver Coins. Don’t make money too easy.

What, don’t you want to sell blood or you can sell it if you don’t have blood? It’s okay. People can also contribute to von Kastein’s career by digging and collecting all kinds of dead bones. Manfred von Kastein is a good man, and the last vampire count encourages these to struggle on the line of hunger. Of humans, go to tombs to dig graves, steal dead bones and corpses, these things can allow the undead to quickly form an army.

In just one or two years, scattered tombs and Chaotic Burial Mound within two to three hundred kilometers nearby were almost hollowed out.

After the Holy War army arrived at Templehof Castle, Alfred wanted to find out about the situation. He took an entourage and went to the Night City in the Dark Valley privately, wanting to see It depends on the situation.

The approach of the Holy War army did not make the night city’s fiery end at all. On the contrary, when Alfred stepped into this dark sky, it was hard to see the sun all year round. The instinctive discomfort soon attacked the enthusiastic red-clothed bishop.

The dark sky, the dark city, the dark street, the dark people, only the green evil moon is glowing with weird green light in the sky, Mosrib has never been so bright.

“Hey! Welcome to the Night City, I’m Jet!” Soon, someone walked up. He looked haggard, his eyes sunken, his skin pale, and he was covered in black. Robe’s Alfred appeared. This human being was very excited: “Hey, brother, maybe you need a guide? In Night City, no one loves this city more than I love this city, I love this city just like I love you Mother ! I regret how I didn’t shoot your thing on the wall? I’m going to beg at the door now? Brother, is there any wine? Let’s have a bite?”

“I’m new here, don’t understand How to play.” Alfred skillfully took out a bottle of inferior barley wine from the bag. Dao Idol tastes more like horse urine than ale, but this guy obviously can’t control that many, he gu lu gu Lu drank it down: “Hiccup, this delicious, you are my brother from today, newcomer.”

“Isn’t I your father?” Afuleng said with a smile.

“Oh! Father!” Jeter’s shameless look made Alfred sick, and he noticed a lot of needles on the guy’s arms and arms.

“Well, lead the way, where can I have fun?” Alfred’s proficiency is almost irrelevant to the word red-clothed bishop.

“Anywhere, father!” Jet mad said with a smile: “Every day, there will be many newcomers like you, but as long as three months, half of them will become corpses. , Delicious, delicious, and the beautiful girl Kislov with big ass and big boobs! The price is not average.”

“Price?” Alfred looked at everything carefully.

“Usually it takes two blood sales to be enough.” Jett circulated happily: “But be careful, generally no one can save the money to sell blood twice. Even if they have one, they must always Be careful not to let people take everything from you, or take your head with a hammer. In this place, there is no law, only fist sized. Do you know where the greatest and legendary names of Sylvania are? “

“In the graveyard~”

With a pun, Alfred was amused: “This is how your vampire master taught you?”

“Hey, brother, I can tell you that in Sylvania, we don’t eat the empire. Here, no matter where the hero comes from, anyone has the opportunity to become a real nobleman. Mainly you can get those Midnight nobles like it.”

“Don’t call me father?”

“It’s expired, brother, unless you are willing to invite me to have another drink.”

In the dim lights, narrow streets, noisy alleys and chaotic markets, Alfred wandered a few times inside. The red-clothed bishop thought he would encounter countless sins and distortions, but in fact he saw What arrived was indeed a large group of refugees huddled together, warming each other, relying on selling blood to vampires and collecting dead bones for their livelihoods.

Most of their faces are pale due to excessive blood loss and weakness due to excessive indulgence. They sell blood and then consume crazily, enjoy, and then squander the money before selling blood, so infinite cycle, these people Has become a “blood slave” as the vampires wished, willingly became the source of blood for the vampires.

Different from Vlad von Kastein’s emphasis on the number of living people in the territory to provide sufficient blood, Manfred has already made Sylvania without living people. , This point has been mentioned before, so I won’t repeat it here.

Walking out of the night city, Alfred saw with his own eyes how the undead collected the “blood tax” and “bone tax”, and what made Alfred most saddened Yes, the refugees are satisfied with this. Compared to the noble lords and bureaucratic tax collectors, the vampires are more gentle. For these midnight nobles, money and food are all things outside of their bodies. Alfred had to be very entangled to see the Church of Justice collecting. Taxes and knocking bones are actually more fierce than these midnight nobles!

What’s more black and humorous is that there are all kinds of publicity at the blood selling scene.

“The days of a family of three,

If you plan carefully,

Daughter’s birthday,

We will also have a decent birthday!

Mr. Thomas of Ostermark, sell blood to his daughter for her birthday.”

Alfred stuck a thousand words on his chest, red-clothed bishop sighed, in Jet In his detention, he left in stride.

Sylvania has no living person anymore. These words resounded back and forth in Alfred’s heart. The red-clothed bishop couldn’t help praying again: “My lord, they are all Your people, please don’t abandon them.”

Walking along the riverside of the filthy and chaotic Easier River, Alfred once again doubted this Holy War.

He didn’t doubt the need to eliminate vampires, nor did he doubt that Sylvania had to be purified.

Alfred is wondering, even if we eliminate the undead and solve the problem of Silvania, can we save and improve the livelihood of the people here?

The church burned everything with a fire, nailed the vampires to the stakes, and killed Manfred and his castine descendants. After all, Sylvanni Can Ya really be saved?

The follow-up must keep up, but neither the church nor the imperial court can do anything about it.

The red-clothed bishop is still waiting to go, just on the banks of the river of evil sig, which smells and corpses everywhere across the field, a bit of movement.

It’s not about corpses, corpses are everywhere here, refugees fleeing from the north, objects abandoned by the Night City, blood sold to silly waste, and those killed by fights. civilian.

Some scavengers are eating, and Alfred is also disinclined to pay attention to them. He is about to return to Templehoff quickly to join the Holy War army, when the front withered Between the long grass, there is a sound of ka ka.

Alfred squeezed his Warhammer subconsciously, cautiously approaching, but when he saw the scene before him, the red-clothed bishop’s hair was standing upside down, his whole body was drenched, deep ice The cold sensation flows directly from the top of the head to the soles of the feet.

A little brown-haired girl is eating a corpse, she looks only two or three years old, has a pair of very pure big eyes, blinking and blinking.

Under her big eyes, her mouth was full of blood stains. The single clothes wrapped around her were in tatters, showing a very filthy dark green. The little girl screamed, but took it out of the corpse. She took the viscera that had begun to rot and swallowed it, she didn’t even understand anything. When she saw Alfred looking at her, she also showed a big smile, and then pulled out a piece of viscera, which seemed to be inviting Shared by Alfred.

Can we really save Silvania? With tears in his eyes, the red-clothed bishop tried to get closer. The little girl smiled happily, clapped her hands vigorously, and then handed a handful of bloody internal organs to the red-clothed bishop.

Alfred quickly reached out and pushed away.

What’s wrong? Why don’t you want to eat it? Don’t you eat? The little girl blinked her eyes in confusion, tilted her head to express doubt.

The red-clothed bishop shivered all over, Alfred’s hands trembled, he gritted his teeth, and the enthusiastic bishop let his tears fall.

Why did this happen?

Human, chaos, undead, whose responsibility is it? !

In any case, Manfred! I must kill you!

“Go, come with me.” Alfred clenched the teeth, picked up the little girl, checked her body to make sure that he was OK, his black robe was soon covered with it Bloodstained, the red-clothed bishop left with the puzzled little girl and returned to the camp of the Holy War army.

A few hours later, Alfred arrived at Templehof.

The Holy War army camp is a little bit chaotic. After all, this is a religious army, a secular army, mercenaries, and wizards. Alfred hurriedly handed the little girl to a war priest , Let her subordinates get her something to eat and clean, and then rush to Daying.

Justice church Archbishop Vekma-Resolutes are arranging the marching mission, the reinforcements led by Ivy and Sol are still on the way, now only about 12,000 people have arrived in Tempelhof, about whether it will be immediately The coaches are very controversial about the march. Archbishop and Legendary Demon Hunter von Corden advocated marching immediately, first fighting the unprepared, and the instructor of the Sun Knight, Lupio-flame and the light mage, Jiaowei, the sunburst. Waiting for the army to converge.

Alfred also thinks that we should wait for the confluence of the army, but he has to admit that it makes sense for Vikmar and von Corden to march in a hurry. More than 10,000 people eat, drink, shit and piss every day. It’s huge. There is hardly any supplies nearby. The poor Stilling is basically impossible to provide logistics. It can rely on Ivyling’s food assistance and even the supplies directly shipped from Rickling. The logistics line is very long. As long as the Holy War army drags on for one day, the logistics will be tense.

At the same time, according to the news from the scouts, the undead army is still slowly gathering. If you advance at this time, you might be able to fight Manfred a completely unprepared and go straight to Dunkenhof Castle.

After three hours of discussion, to no avail, Vicma signaled to take a break today and the meeting ended, and then summoned a group of crazy vampire hunters. These vampire hunters are not formal Demon Hunters. Among them Many people have already suffered from the whispers of Nagash in their dreams and approached madness, but they also revealed a fatal news-the undead are planning to resurrect Nagash!

Alfred came out of the big tent and saw the distant fire and huge plumes of smoke.

“What’s wrong? What happened?”

“It’s the Dark Gulch, my red-clothed bishop, our vanguard has arrived in the city of night. Burning to ashes, the kind of shelter evil people and accept wrongdoing place shouldn’t exist.” A cardinal bishop said casually.

“But, many people there are innocent civilians!” Alfred astonished.

“They become dogs of the undead, they are no longer civilians, but enemies.” Cardinal bishop tone barely fell, Alfred was waiting to say something, he suddenly found that he had brought it back. The little girl was being pressed on a tree stump by several ascetics.

“no! What are you doing?!” Alfred pushed away the cardinal bishop, angrily roared.

It’s too late, the chain fell, and the little girl’s head exploded, blood and white flowers sprayed everywhere.

Before she died, she looked at Alfred with an incomprehensible look. She didn’t seem to understand. Why do these people treat themselves this way?

“no!” Alfred took up his weapon and moved towards the group of ascetics, rushing towards the group of ascetics, and killed the executioner with one hammer: “She is just a child and doesn’t understand anything. I don’t understand anything!”

A bloody conflict broke out in the camp until Vicma Archbishop arrived.

“Any filth must be purified immediately! Alfred.” After Vikma learned about the entire process of development, Archbishop was in Alfred’s hopeful gaze. Criticism: “Do you know what you are doing? Alfred, you idiot, are you trying to shield vampires?!”

“She is not a vampire, she is just an ordinary human Child!” Alfred shouted as everyone stopped.

“Ordinary human children will have their mouths full of blood, and there are human internal organs hidden in their clothes?” Archbishop slapped Alfred’s face with a slap, and Vic Ma said, “Wake up!” My red-clothed bishop! Have you forgotten the teachings of our lord? Have you forgotten our dogma? The filth must be purified, for the sake of King Ryan, don’t let me remind you a second time!”

After Archbishop scolded Alfred in front of everyone, a farce ended hurriedly, and Alfred sat down on the ground.

Is something wrong?

We are here to save Sylvania, but why… what we brought to our compatriots was slaughter and destruction?

Is it… what’s wrong?

…………I am the dividing line of Manfred biss…………

“The Holy War army has arrived at Templehof.”

Dunkenhof Castle, Manfred von Kastein is discussing next steps with Lich King Akhan.

“If the Holy War army is assembled, it will be a big threat to us.” Ackhan said calmly: “We should take the lead.”

“No.” Manfred smiled coldly: “Guess who would be the happiest if we attack Sylvania first?”

“Holy War Army?” Akhan looked thoughtful.

“Yes, they wish we could rush out, wish we could leave Silvania and fight them in the sun.” Manfred nodded: “In this way, we can neither use our forces Advantage, and unable to complete the plan to trap Archbishop.”

“Then…”

“Fortunately, we have an excellent servant who can complete this task.” Manfred patted the hand, a necromancer walked out of the darkness.

“Hermann-Gust, the youngest of the Five Brothers of Templehoff.”

“He understands the terrain of Templehoff and can complete the trick The mission requires only a decent failure. Vekma must personally lead the Holy War army into Sylvania and follow.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m extremely sure, because I know our Archbishop crown, he will definitely make such a decision, definitely.”