Chapter Forty-Nine: Codename: The Scythe (End)

The swooping of the Frost Demon Dragon caused the wind to cut Lu En's face like a knife, and the slight stinging sensation made Lu En a little uncomfortable.

Even though he was wearing battle armor, even though he was already a marshal of thousands of troops, he still felt a little vulnerable when he charged.

No more...... It is no longer his courageous mind when he charges, nor does he have that blood-boiling fighting mood, he only has thoughts.

Save the ...... of Bretonnia No matter what means are used.

The Frost Demon Dragon landed on the ground, and the huge dragon body directly pressed against the bodies of many Imperial warriors, and the heavy armor of the Empire was directly deformed due to its powerful weight, and then the blood splashed around the body of the Frost Demon Dragon.

The splattered blood fell from the sky, like a rain of blood descending on the world.

Lu En raised his hand, his gaze had already locked on the Imperial General in front of him.

He didn't speak.

What a foolish act it is to speak on the battlefield, only when the Red Lotus Fire in his hand purifies the Imperial soldiers in front of him, can always ...... Let's leave the strongest.

The generals of the empire must be the strongest.

If...... If the Imperial General can't resist even a dragon's flame.

So...... He's not qualified, so let's fight with myself.

"Dragon's Flame!"

Crimson flames erupted from Lu En's palm, causing a burst of fire to burn in Lu En's eyes.

The smell of burnt meat accompanied by the smell of bloody blood wafted through the battlefield, and the cold snowflakes that fell from the sky could not wash away the filth around Lu En.

"No matter how much blood and sin I have on my hands, as long as I can save Bretonnia and rule this land, I will still be king!"

Lu En muttered softly, and then, his only choice was to fight!

Perform a decapitation operation against the Imperial General in front of you!

"Die!"

The sword of Tolgard was drawn from its scabbard, and then a cold light flashed, and the Imperial General in front of him was already in a different place.

And then there'...... Imperial soldiers around the perimeter.

Further afield...... Further away in this battle is the right flank of the Imperial army, from which the huge Imperial Knights rush out, chanting the name of the Sigmar Empire and charging with rifles in hand!

In the rear of the Imperial troops, there were rows of neatly arranged Imperial artillery, among which there were rocket artillery, mortar artillery and, of course, the famous cannon.

The remnants of the Imperial forces in Bretonnia had dispatched all the elite troops they could, including even the Griffon Knights on Foot.

What's even more surprising is ...... The tanks of the Reich had already begun to roar with cannons.

That was the signal to go on the offensive.

The warriors of Bretonnia did not retreat, and after forming the Bartonian Conquest Front, their commander-in-chief was only one man, and that was Luen.

And Lu Endu is fighting on the front line, so what reason do they have to retreat.

Even though Bartow's conquest line would be disbanded after the war ended, no nobleman had any intention of disobeying Lu En's orders at the moment.

"We must attack, we must take Colony, this is the order of Grand Commander Luen!"

The flag-bearers shouted from the stationmaster, which led to a voice every ten meters in Bretonnia's army.

No one fled, and the peasants tightened their grip on their weapons, even though they knew in their hearts that they might die in the ensuing battle.

Because they had to fight for Bretonnia.

The aristocracy is on the front line one after another, this is the time of life and death, and they are not qualified to let the peasants resist at the moment.

The knights of the kingdom shouted: "Bretonnia! ”

Then, the knights charged!

The way they charged matched the way their brave ancestors charged, as if the knights were charging at the dragon, or at the giants, or at the ...... Hell.

But at the end of the charge, even if it wasn't hell, it wasn't much different, when the two knights clashed.

Blood, cracked armor, splattered weapons, knights who keep falling from their horses or griffons.

The final picture is composed.

The Imperials were shocked, and the Bretonians were constantly attacking the Reich's army as if they were crazy, even if they were under artillery fire, even though their casualties far exceeded those of the Imperials, they did not retreat.

"Fight to the death!" A Bretonnian nobleman shouted.

It seemed to arouse the words in the hearts of many knights, and more words rang out from all around.

"Fight to the death!"

The Bretonnian knights are determined to fight to the death and fight for Lu En until the last moment.

In the midst of artillery fire, in the midst of despair, the morning of hope soon came.

That's ...... Knights of the Black Dragon.

Unlike other Bretonnian knights, the knights of the Black Dragon Knights are far superior to the Bretonnian knights in terms of equipment, training, and obedience, even though they are very weak in combat skills.

If the knights of Bretonnia are feudal knights, and the knights of the empire are modern knights, then the knights of the Black Dragon Knights are knights beyond their imagination.

The charging Black Dragon Knights, like flames, like a tide, bypassed the main force of the Imperial cavalry, like a sharp knife, inserted into the formation of the Imperial artillery.

The artillery positions of the Empire were extinguished, and the artillery, which had fired countless bombs, was now slaughtered like pigs.

"The general is dead!"

"The Imperial Army is finished."

Putting all the output on the artillery and fighting on the plains against the Bartow conquest front, that long means one result, and that is that it must be defeated.

There is no doubt about it.

Even if they were the main forces of the elite empire, under the situation of being surrounded, they could only watch the goddess of victory slowly leave their side.

In the sky, there are the green dragons of the wood elves, the Pegasus knights from the fairy tales of Bretonnia, the Grail Guards guarding the Holy Grail on the ground, and the Knights of the Holy Grail from the mythology of Bretonnia.

"Let me tell you, the Kingdom of Bretonnia is a fantasy country, and the empire does not want to touch this land!" Lu's voice echoed in the sky.

No matter who looks at it, the result of this battle has already appeared, that is, Lu En has defeated the elite troops of the empire with absolute victory.

………… Gorgeous dividing line..................

Aldolph.

In the glorious palace, Sigmar Emperor Karl was frowning at the letters on the table.

It was an urgent letter, and every time the lilac pattern was engraved on the cover, it made Emperor Karl feel uneasy.

"The situation in Bretonnia has deteriorated." Carl opened the letter and read it bit by bit.

"Lu En has already declared war on the Empire." Carl coughed, "Damn, it's all bad news." ”

The envelope was not only a string of victories for Bretonnia Luen, but also news about the Greenskins, about Fort Marion.

"Cologne...... If you can't hold it, even if you insist, it's impossible. Carl watched Walkma's letter and finally fell silent.