On December 15, 6974, we conducted a month-long joint training, which exposed many problems. Some are resolved, and some, well, may never be resolved.
Considering that the expedition is imminent, His Majesty Snorri gave all the sergeants a holiday for the final relaxation. I decided to take this opportunity to go to the east of Coffin Canyon for a brief visit.
6975.1.1, New Year’s Day, time to set out for battle. Everyone gathered in front of the Hongyun Mountain Fortress, and His Majesty Snorri presided over the final sacrifice and oath-taking ceremony.
He first read out on behalf of the High King all the deep grudges about Mount Eight Peaks in the Book of Great Hatred, and vowed to liquidate them all. Afterwards, Belegar-Ironhammer, the true lord of the Eight Peaks Mountain, and Prince Gragrim as the representative read out the articles from the Book of Hatred of their respective fortresses.
The sacrifices presented to the ancestral gods were the heads of eight selected green-skinned warlords and rat warlords captured during the year. The King of the Southland summoned his divine power and lit them into gold and presented them to the statues in front of everyone.
The ancestral gods responded to us, and more than one! Grimnir, who was in charge of war, the ancestral goddess who favored the Eight Peaks Mountain the most, and the newly promoted god of runes and weapons, Krag, all showed their grace.
My body is full of power, and the anger of the God of War fills everyone's chest. The fatigue of the tribesmen after long journeys and training has been relieved, and the weapons and armor are also blooming with glory!
Such grand occasions filled the hearts of every tribesman with confidence to win, and their grace also blessed the humans present. Look at their expressions! It is unenviable to be blessed by multiple gods at the same time!
The Queen of the Silver Abyss, the lost pearl of the Mountain Kingdom will finally return!
6975.1.3, the team is too large to be fully deployed in the mountains. Our marching speed is a bit slow. We will walk 20 kilometers every day in three days. When will we reach Bafeng Mountain!
The area from Red Cloud Mountain to crossing the Poisonous Water River into the Badlands is under our control. The formation arrangement for this section is with Belegar and his brother-in-law as the forward, and the humans take the western foot of the mountain as the left wing. His Majesty Snorri personally leads it. Chinese army.
Recovering Bafeng Mountain is a siege battle, and a large number of artillery is indispensable. This time the engineers brought four of the latest flame cannons, believing that they can burn those insects into a big dish.
If they can think of harassing or even raiding, these war machines are undoubtedly the main targets, but there is a demigod and two rune colossi guarding the big demons, and they have to be beaten back to the subspace!
On January 10, 6975, humans had defeated several waves of wolf cavalry harassment, and the rangers also discovered traces of suspected night mice from the Essien clan. This place was full of poisonous insects and beasts, with no basis for their disguise. With an army of tens of thousands, we have no intention of covering up our tracks. With the blessings of our ancestors and gods, we just need to take back Bafeng Mountain in a dignified manner!
On January 15, 6975, seeing that the vanguard was approaching the Poisonous Water River, His Majesty Snorri convened a war council to discuss the marching strategy after crossing the river into the Badlands. Half a month allowed the various parts to get better attuned.
He pointed out that in order to successfully fight such a big battle, logistics and military merit calculation are crucial. If these two points are guaranteed, there will be no need to worry about low morale of the coalition forces, and it will be a matter of course to crush the greenskins and rats.
On the basis of some preliminary consultations, he commissioned Grand Canon Casmir VII and the knight St. Marvin, who had been given the water of the Holy Grail for his bravery against Nurgle's demonic army in his expedition to reclaim the Southland, to count the humans. military merit.
On our own side, Master Ogi - Broken Finger is in charge. He comes from a mediocre background. After becoming famous, he stayed in Dulong City for a long time and has nothing to do with the major fortresses in the old world.
This master was taught by the god Krag. Although he is not as powerful as His Majesty Snorri, he has touched the limits of mortals. And considering that he is in his early three hundred years, he still has a chance to touch the authority.
Finally, thanks to the ancestors of the clan and thanks to Arik's trust, and of course my beautiful beard, I was appointed quartermaster. The size of the coalition is second only to the Great Holy War. This is the supreme honor and responsibility!
On January 18, 6975, after a short rest, the army began to cross the river. Worried that the enemy had an ambush on the other side of the river or planned to raid and destroy war equipment when we crossed the river, His Majesty Snorri took the lead with his most elite team.
Two giant rune statues stood in the river, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the bridge in the middle for the artillery to pass through. The raging river water could only reach their chests! I'm already looking forward to going back and trying my own cut trees!
On 6975.1.20, the whole army successfully crossed the river, which was strange. The War Council unanimously agreed that this was the best chance to stop us outside Bafeng Mountain.
But this does not mean that our preparations for it are useless. Perhaps it is our preparation that cuts off their unreasonable thoughts.
On January 22, 6975, we began to march in the Badlands, and we were getting closer and closer to Bafeng Mountain. I began to arrange my troops to stay behind and protect the supply lines in a step-by-step manner. If it was difficult to challenge the front of the army head-on, they would inevitably have other ideas.
6975.1.25, a regular meeting of the War Council. Judging from the news from the front and left and right wings, our enemies are shrinking. There are no traces of the Skaven except for the scouts. The Greenskins also fled north as soon as they were touched.
Belega analyzed that the rats must be controlled by the Moss clan. As for the greenskins, they may not necessarily go to Eight Peaks Mountain. Black Rock Castle and Bottomless Stone Steps are both possible destinations. In any case, these peripheral weak forces have little impact on the situation.
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As the coalition forces continue to approach, the Ratmen at the foot of the Eight Peaks Mountain are also preparing for war. Boss Genodor is summoning his most important confidants in the secret room.
"You, your claws are assembled, are you ready?"
"Yes, yes! Boss, what mission, mission?"
"I, I contacted Bad Blood, the Bad Blood clan, their fleet is coming soon. Take your claws, and the most talented cubs in the clan, come here! Fleet, Fleet Lord Fu Liscor will send you to the New World."
"What? What?"
The shiny big rat couldn't believe his ears. If it weren't for Gnodor's great power, it would almost jump up.
"The Plague Lords of the Plague Clan have brought the news that cold, cold-blooded species have limited control over Lustria. They, they will help you open up a base area for the clan. The future of the clan depends on you! "
"Why, why? The Holy Capital, didn't the Holy Capital give a lot of support? Four, four great clans have sent reinforcements!"
"Hehehe!"
Looking at his innocent subordinates, Gnodor sneered helplessly. He didn't know whether he was laughing at the mouse in front of him or at the members of the Thirteenth Council.
"Yes, on the surface, reinforcements have come, but in fact, one is to supervise the battle, and the other, they want to use our lives to test the dwarf demigod's strength!"
(End of chapter)
