However, an unexpected scene occurred.

I saw that the commander of the griffin legion in the rain of bullets, Bacus, raised the heavy shield and blocked it in front of his chest, and suddenly, the projectile bounced off the shield, and it also wiped a trace of fire. The battle flag behind the old general was even more miraculously unscathed, fluttering in the cold wind!

The soldiers were encouraged by the heroism of the commander-in-chief, and their morale was immediately high.

Hundreds of veterans and knights rushed to the front of the shooting army for the first time, however, just as they were about to slash the executioners, Kislev's heavily armored troops also rushed forward.

There were thousands of them, like a gaping mouth, enveloping the meagre vanguard of the Griffon Legion. However, Commander Bacchus is such a charismatic leader that his battle banner is like a shadow, inseparable from him. The sword is in the people, the flag is in the people!

Bacchus used the power of his horse charge to knock away several unknown Kislev infantrymen, and with his sword he split the armor of two Ksa infantrymen, until he fell off his horse when he was put down by the Krem guards.

The moment he fell to the ground, two sharp two-handed axes were brutally slashed down. With years of combat experience, Bacchus rolled over to dodge while slashing his broadsword into the ankle of one of the Krem guards. The Krem guard had his calf severed, and he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, and the warm blood water was like an uncontrollable fountain flowing out of the severed calf.

Without a trace of pity or sorrow, Bacchus stood up and immediately crossed his sword, blocking the ferocious blow of another Krem guard. The heavy tomahawk slammed into Bacus's weapon. However, the old general's hands did not tremble in the slightest, he was so skilled that he seemed to practice in ordinary times, and he only lightly grasped the hilt of his sword, and the sharp greatsword made an astonishing arc in the air, almost slashing the neck of the Krem guard.

The Krem guard was slashed backwards, tripped over the corpse of his companion behind him, and when he lost his center of gravity, the griffon commander Bacchus's heavy sword slashed with it, even in danger and disadvantage, Bacus was not afraid, he was a loyal knight and a fierce warrior, and the greatsword fell with a bang, slashing heavily into the shoulder of the Krem guard, almost cutting his body in two. Blood and internal organs flowed from the torn body, greedily absorbed by the black soil beneath him.

"Brothers, for the sake of the regimental commander!

The fighters in the back row, seeing that their commanders were encircled, spontaneously formed an offensive formation and began to attack. They are the toughest regiment in Kislev and have done great service to the country. When the Greenskins invaded, they never flinched, and when Chaos invaded, they fought to the end.

The knights turned on their horses, fully armed, and began to charge. With the blizzard and the wind, the griffin feathers behind the knights fluttered in the wind, and the shooters did not have time for a second round of fire, and the heroic legionary knights had already rushed in front of them, iron swords and spears stabbing at their former compatriots. The horses slammed into the infantry shield wall, splashing with a mist of blood.

At the front, the veteran general Bacus fought bloodily. He struck left and right, knocked down the Queen's regular army infantry with his shield, and then sent his sword into the soldier's abdomen, and the great sword pierced through the abdomen, splashing blood everywhere. One of the Povel knights cut him in the back of the shoulder with an iron sword, and the old general, enduring the pain, threw down the knight and smashed his head with a rock-solid fist. The knight's nose was broken, and warm blood came out of his eyes. At the same time, Bacchus's face was also dripping with blood, blood all over his face, even in his lips and between his teeth, there was blood. I can't tell if it's my own or the enemy's. All he had in his eyes was the Ice Queen, the brutal vampire.

The rain of arrows flew again. Bacchus raised his shield in defense, but was still hit by an arrow in his calf. The arrow pierced through the boot and into the leg muscles. However, the old general endured the pain, broke the feathered arrow, and continued to advance. He roared like a lion, and a Kislev archer who was drawing his bow was slapped to the ground, and the great sword fell, slashing into the archer's chest.

Finally, Bacchus dragged his tired body to the vampire queen. However, Caterina was in high spirits. Except for the avalanche caused by spells in the opening scene, she watched and rested in the rear throughout the battle.

In Katarina's eyes, the valiant general in front of her was like a clown. He is very brave, but bravery cannot solve all problems, and your bravery is sometimes nothing more than a small reptile in the eyes of others. Battle

[Let him be brave again, he will die in the end anyway.] 】

Caterina scoffed. She did have the capital to ridicule, and she won. The win was so beautiful that half of the Griffon's army had already died in the canyon. And their commander-in-chief, the venerable veteran General Bacus, stood in front of him like a clown jumping off the beam at the moment.

"Can you still lift your weapon?"

Caterina scoffed.

"Before my sword pierced your dark heart, I could lift it. ”

Bacchus roared with all his might.

Wielding his great sword, he slashed one of the queen's guards away, his white hair dancing wildly. However, the short distance between him and the Snow Queen has become an insurmountable chasm.

A dark blue glow flickered in the Ice Queen's eyes, and in just a moment, a sharp blade grew from under Bacchus' feet, piercing the soles of his feet and pinning him to the ground.

Bacchus cried out, blood staining the ground beneath his feet.

However, the Ice Queen doesn't seem to want to kill him so quickly, in her eyes, Bacchus is a complete traitor, she hates traitors, in her eyes, traitors deserve the most severe punishment, she wants to make him suffer flesh, destroy him, and torture him slowly. A simple spell broke the battle flag behind Bacus. She wanted to torment him and deprive him of the only pride.

But even if he was nailed to the ground and the battle flag was cut, Bacchus would not give in. The battle that is bound to be lost must also be fought to the death. With astonishing willpower, Legion Commander Bacchus pulled out his feet and continued to approach the Ice Queen with his mutilated body.

However, as soon as he took the second step, he was swept up and blown into the air by a violent wind. A strong hurricane enveloped it, holding it in the air, as if it were in an invisible prison. At the same time, a sharp ice needle suddenly appeared in the air behind the queen.

"Kill me, you won't get what you want, you'll never be able to rule Kislev, you'll never get ......"

He was speechless because the ice froze his tongue. Hundreds of ice needles pierced his body. Immense pain swept through the body.

The knights of the Legion screamed with all their might, but they could not break through the shallow line of defense, and in sight, the body of their beloved general Bacus was slowly frozen, and then, pulled by an invisible force, the whole body turned into countless pieces of ice and exploded......