Chapter 342: The Thousand Year Oath (Page 1/1)

"Bastard, I really don't care about our mother and son?" the empress touched the armor on her abdomen, and under her military uniform, she couldn't touch her belly, so she could only subconsciously touch the armor.

"Actually, there's been movement on the north bank of the Rick River...... "Jessica comforted her.

Karna looked at the row of piers rising high on the rushing Rick River, and was angry when she said this: "I told him to build the bridge a long time ago." Look, isn't that just a blockage?"

Earhart was the northwestern city of Rick's Empire, and from there, along the riverbank, 300 kilometers away was Martin's Old Lorraineburg.

It's good to run a merchant there, but it's not good for the army to move.

No, give Geusz a block, even if Martin has an army of millions and is still blocked over there.

"Otherwise, let's wait!" Jessica advised.

"Wait, wait, wait, his advance is good, but the loss is only a little less. If we spend one more day on the plains, we will swallow up our bones. Karna raised an eyebrow.

It was with the mobile bunkers, plus the mold board wall and other things, that the imperial army could barely withstand the counterattack of chaos and kill all the way.

The biggest losses occurred at night. Because of the poor visibility at night, the Empire's best artillery had to reduce its range, which made it possible for giant creatures such as Chaos Eggs to almost rush in front of them in many cases.

The Empire, in its night battles, had to rely on more traditional hand-to-hand combat.

Just as Karna's eyes were full of moisture, and she was about to give the order to the whole army to fight to the death, suddenly someone exclaimed: "Look!

It was a golden ark like a second sun.

By the time Chaos tried to open the door to Chaos, the entire world had already become a mess. Endless black smoke poured into the sky from the huge evil magic array on the plains, not only tearing apart the heavenly vault, but also making a mess of the surrounding atmosphere.

The clouds were filled with an evil black gas, full of the turbid smell of blood.

On the first day, the sky was okay, but for the next two days, it almost felt like the day was as dark as the night. If it weren't for Sigma's magic and the various war altars to clear the evil fog for the army, it is estimated that the army would even get lost.

At this moment, Martin's Vimona is so conspicuous.

It has broken through this chaotic sky, torn apart the evil, and brought new hope!

"Praise Sigmar, what's that?" the Imperial soldiers exclaimed.

"A miracle!

The scene, like seeing an ant pulling an elephant, was shocking and inexplicable.

The Golden Ark Vimana, with its small hull, actually hoisted a rectangular cement block with iron chains, which was fifty meters wide and one hundred meters long.

Vimana moved quickly, and then the chains seemed to come to life, and the huge concrete deck was embedded in the piers that had been made long ago. It's as accurate as making a model.

Rick's whole army was dumbfounded, and he watched Vimona go back and forth, and in five minutes, he quickly paved the decks of three bridges on the fast-flowing river, and the approach bridge connecting the bridge deck to the riverbank.

Not to mention the side of order, the chaotic side doesn't know what order wants to do.

"Look! ”

Columns of knights in silver armor were trotting across the bridge deck at least fifty meters above the water.

Their lineup was so neat, they seemed to have come out of the clouds and mist.

The spear held high was like a forest, and the tip of the spear shone brightly. Unconsciously, the images of these knights coincided with the majestic images of the Ricks who had slept in their memories thousands of years ago.

When Sigmar founded the kingdom, he invited the Bakarians to join the empire.

The Bakaria knights refused.

"We have our righteousness! But when humanity is at stake, the Empire will surely hear the trumpet of the Bakarians. ”

This is the knight's oath!

Spanning millennia, this vow haunts the minds of every Imperial man like a ghost.

Countless people of the Empire had felt that they did not need the Bakarians. Or maybe not have the opportunity to play these conservative hillbilly knights.

But when they really need the Knights of Bakaria, will they come?

Will they still keep that thousand-year vow?

What's that answer?

Now the knights told the Imperial people their answer.

Standing above Vimona, Martin was dressed in golden armor and glittered with gold. Beside him were three thousand Pegasus knights. The silver pegasus flapped its wings and hovered in the sky around Vimona.

"The Bakarians, by the thousand-year-old oath, are coming—"

"Long live humanity!"

"Long live order!"

Martin's simple three slogans ignited the fighting spirit of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

Hundreds of thousands of Bakaria troops were speeding through three wide bridges. However, even if the Bakarians were all cavalry, it would still take time to kill them.

Previously, in order to avoid Bakaria's fleet, the Chaos side chose to stay away from the river bank when it was deployed. The nearest barracks are two kilometres from the riverbank.

Now Chaos has changed his mind, and a detachment is rapidly attacking the riverbank, and they are going to block this powerful reinforcement on the bridge.

Martin sneered: "Hehe!"

With his sneer, countless small and medium-sized warships rushed to the shore on the foggy river. The familiar narrow hull and nimble maneuvering, it was a typical Slinger warship.

The first to land was naturally the blood crow clan chief Ulani who followed Martin with all his heart after being conquered by Martin.

"To the glory of the great master Martin Lorraine!"

"For the sake of our fellow offspring!"

Ullani raised her scimitar, and the heavily armed Slingers quickly raised their shields and lined up on both sides of the bridge after a quick landing.

There were concerns about whether the Slingers would turn against the water.

Martin smiled.

If it is pure oppression, then where there is oppression, there is resistance. Martin gave the Slingers a better life, a more civilized way of being.

In winter, they can wear thick winter clothes and live in a house made of two-story cement slabs without freezing.

On weekdays, they have a stable supply of food and do not have to go hungry.

If you are sick, you can still have a doctor.

This was unimaginable to the extremely barbaric and backward Northland tribes before. It can be said that Martin captured the hearts of the Slinger people with a new life.

All, when they faced the mighty Chaos Knights, they held their shields and spears aloft and fearlessly rose to the top.

"Oooh!" the Slinger were still the brave Slingers.

They sang heroic war songs and heroically attacked their enemies, the Chaos Knights who had once ruled over them.

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