Proof of the Sun King

"Our king, sacrificed!"

"longlivetheking!"

"longlivetheking!"

Old and solemn music echoed in the patriarchal hall, and the dwarves were crying, the battle was won, but the dwarves once again lost their king.

The script should have been written so that he, Bellegar-Hammer, would be the greatest king in the history of clan Angronde, to be remembered by all, to be written forever in the great book of hatred, he and his His glorious deeds will be remembered forever by the dwarves.

However, a strong feeling of overweight tightly choked Bellegar's throat, and the King of Eight Peaks only felt that his body was about to fall apart, and the death he had been waiting for had not come for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, the griffin Impris was flapping his wings with some effort. The knight king Ryan was holding his cloak with his hands with a smile. The king saw Belgar open his eyes and said with a smile, "Brother Belgar, you Wake up? The war was very successful, the Skaven and the greenskins have been completely wiped out by us, a very small number of enemies have escaped from the ley lines, the Ancestral Hall has been recovered, and the entire Eight Peaks Mountain is ours!"

"Hmph~ I was just thinking about this... Brother Ryan, do you know that you're rude to do this? You offend the natural power of a dwarf, the power to die in a glorious battle, to seek an epic death? Bellegar was pulled up by Ryan and placed on the back seat of Imperius. The King of Eight Peaks was both a little fortunate and a little ashamed, so he said awkwardly: "If it weren't for you, our Angronde clan My sincere friend, I am sure to write this in the great book of hatred, and nothing can stop a dwarf from seeking an honorable death."

"Yes ~ yes ~ yes." Ryan squinted his eyes, and the king of knights made a bad joke: "But I remember, that was what the dwarves did after they made the butcher's oath, right? And even the butcher king was not in such a hurry. To die."

"..." Bellegar was sullen and didn't answer, thinking of how he was constantly thinking about his funeral and how his descendants would commemorate him, the King of Eight Peaks blushed, but fortunately he couldn't see it with his visor.

"Your kingdom needs you, Brother Bellegar, the new kingdom, and recovering the Eight Peaks is just the beginning." Ryan knew that Bellegar had listened in, but he just couldn't save face so he didn't speak for the time being, so Ryan continued: "You are theirs King, they need you."

"Yeah, I'm their king. Without me, these mustaches really can't do it." Bellegar finally smiled: "I said they can't, then it really can't."

"But without your help, Brother Ryan, we really can't do it." After laughing a few times, Bellegar finally spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and a little: "Thank you, Brother Ryan, we succeeded. , we really succeeded!"

The two kings looked at each other and laughed, and the laughter echoed among the eight snow peaks for a long time.

Above the plateau, the war is basically over, the greenskins and the rat people are almost completely wiped out, and there are occasional small groups of enemies who escape, and they can't affect any situation.

Karak-Eight Peaks, which has been lost for more than 3,000 years, ushered in a new day.

At this time, above the sky in winter, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the gentle sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone into the ground. The blue sky was so charming and refreshing.

"victory!"

"victory!!!"

"Great victory!"

"Eight Peaks has been recovered! We have won!"

"Skaven, greenskin, undead, or something else, no one can stop our Britannia justice division, no one can stop our mighty army of knights, we are the most powerful in the old world army!"

"Long live His Majesty Ryan, Long live His Majesty Bellegar!"

The cheering humans and dwarves couldn't help but let out their loudest voices.

Starting today, Karak-Eight Peaks is back in the hands of the dwarves.

The Angland clan, who has been displaced for more than 3,000 years, has returned home!

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Ten days later, the Eight Peaks Mountain, the highest point of the Dwarf Ancestral Hall, the main temple of the Dwarf Grimnir.

The veritable King of the Eight Peaks, Belgar-Hammer stood quietly on the cliff facing the plateau of the Eight Peaks in the main temple of Grimnir. Although this place has just been cleaned, due to the thousands of years of greenskins Destroyed, the main temple of Grimnir is still in a mess, the old sculptures and buildings on the cliff have been completely destroyed, and only a few runes are still faintly visible.

The Hammer of Angrond and the Shield of Resistance were both recovered from above the frozen lake, along with Skarsnik's corpse cut in two, as well as the remnant of his beloved Gobra, a short corpse. People have regained their territory, but the current Bafeng Mountain still faces many problems. Most of the fortresses are destroyed and need time to rebuild. The gate of the Titan has collapsed. Although the Skaven rat people in the underground mines and ley lines were driven away, they would come back one day. Bellegar simply ordered the collapse of everything except the gateway to Haimen Pass, Eternal Peak, Torrent Pass, Horn Fort, and Iron Peak. All the ley lines outside the castle, in the future, these ley lines will reopen one day, but not now.

Starting today, the hub of the ancient leylines network will be opened, the dwarves will no longer fight alone, and the kingdom of mountains will once again be connected as one.

"Skarsnik and its Evil Moon clan have gotten the end they deserved, and the Skaven were also wiped out. We are temporarily safe." Belgar took out a dwarf thunderbolt, the king of the Eight Peaks. Full of sadness, he knelt down on one knee and placed the fire gun on a rune that had been very worn out: "All this is thanks to you, Halhave, without your sacrifice, we would not be where we are today. "

The King of Eight Peaks stood up again, and Belgar raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Every dwarf was fascinated by the roar of deep mountains, mines, and machinery, but at this time, Bellegar discovered that the sky of the Eight Peaks was so beautiful.

The king quietly made a new oath.

I will realize the great dream of revitalizing Bafengshan!

We will gather all the surviving tribesmen and rebuild their homes.

We will abandon the differences of the past and create a new kingdom and new glory!

We will unite and create our own destiny among the mountains!

The recovery of Bafeng Mountain is not the end, but a new beginning.

"Bellegar, my bloodline." A figure came from behind the King of Eight Peaks. Bellega immediately turned around and found that standing in front of him were the four ancestor heroic spirits he had summoned.

"Ancestor!" Bellegar immediately knelt down: "Thank you so much!"

"We return to our homeland, all thanks to you and your knight allies." Ancestor Heroic Spirit, King of Eight Peaks, Luen Hammer nodded slowly: "Thank you, we can finally be freed."

"Liberation?" Bellegar raised his head, he looked at his four ancestors in disbelief: "I..."

"Our power can help you once, and only once." Roen Hammer looked at his last bloodline, and the ancestor heroic spirit said softly: "The next thing is up to you, Belgar, we The power has been exhausted."

"Ancestor, thank you!" Bellegar knelt down and thanked all the ancestors, and then watched the ancestors turn into a faint light and disappeared in the main temple of Grimnir.

After everything was done, Bellegar finally got up and walked towards the middle of the Ancestral Hall.

The ceremony for the coronation of the king is ready. In the hall of the ancestors, which has suffered through many vicissitudes of life, before Bellegar comes to his throne, the knights of Brittany are lined up on the left, and the dwarves are in a row. right.

The White Dwarves personally presided over the re-coronation of Belgar, and from today, Belgar-Hammer is the real King of the Eight Peaks.

There was thunderous applause, and the dwarves sang the name of Belgar loudly, cheering and singing of their great exploits in this great crusade, and the wood elves at the end of the hall could not help but plug their ears with their hands. , Even Alaros couldn't stand it anymore. The wood elf hero really felt that he couldn't listen anymore, and quickly signaled that everything was over. The army followed him out of the hall and camped outside. The elves were not used to this kind of living environment. They currently live in Crescent Peak and Silver Horn Peak are located in the mining town Sloppy Town, and some of the knights are stationed in Sloppy Town, and some live in the Quarry Outpost on the other side of the central fortress. These two places are surface towns on the Bafeng Mountain Plateau. .

Lane stood with François and Callard, Veronica in a fiery red leather jacket stood behind him, and Orika had changed back to her previous black and white maid outfit, white suspender stockings and black high-heeled shoes. Just put on a purple mink coat outside, she silently listened to the conversation between the master and François, her amber eyes rolled around, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Lane had changed his clothes into his king's dress, and the king of knights calmly accepted everyone's cheers, which he deserved, and at the same time, he was still talking to François: "This great expedition Especially difficult."

"That's right." François watched as the dwarves dragged Skarsnik's corpse in two, King Belgar and Chief Rune Master Slud-Honest personally read the records on the Great Book of Hate, There are two chapters about Skarsnik in the book of hatred of the Angland clan. It is estimated that it will take two hours to erase all of them. Ryan simply motioned the knights to rest first, leaving only the The old guards.

This battle-hardened iron army has now become a real elite after the test of blood and fire. Francois is a little envious. His unicorn guard has just been formed. I was responsible for protecting the witches, so the losses were very small. I was also responsible for the same task in the Battle of the Gate of Titans, so the experience I got was not enough. There is still a distance from Francois' ideal strong army. The duke sees Looking at the dwarf's smelly and long ritual, and the cheers enough to overturn the ceiling every time a hatred was wiped away, he laughed: "Well, when will this strange ritual be completed? When will we get our reward? ?"

"Haha, I knew you were going to say this." Ryan nodded again and again with a smile, and he cast his eyes on the depths and depths of the Ancestral Hall: "The dwarf's ancestral tomb and treasure house are located in a very deep tunnel under the Ancestral Hall. Inside, the rune masters Soric and Slud have already gone to open it, and we will be able to receive our reward as soon as the day after tomorrow."

"Very good." Francois asked calmly, "Lane, you must have already figured out how to divide it, right?"

"Haha." Of course Ryan knew what François meant, and the old man's hint was obvious: "I understand."

The old man wanted to share more of the spoils.

But this request is well-founded. In this great expedition, the Duchy of Winford contributed the most, the Quinalis Champion Knights Brotherhood was almost full, and the casualties were close to 30%. The people's military group is indeed very powerful, and Francois also sent the Unicorn Guard, and finally even led troops to support it. For this alone, he really should have an extra share.

Ryan knows that he must be rewarded and punished. The victory of this great expedition will establish his unquestionable kingship and world-famous prestige. As long as the distribution of the spoils is arranged, there will be no one in the kingdom, and no one will challenge the authority of the king. He will truly do what the former King Richard longed for.

So, what Francois actually meant by saying this was not to imply that Ryan wanted to share an extra share. The real meaning of the old man's words was to not get carried away, young man!

Callard didn't understand what Ryan and François were talking about. He didn't care about the spoils, but the scene. With the waves of cheers, Bellegar erased the last one and Skars. Nick's record about it, and then stood up in person, the King of Eight Peaks shouted: "Next, it's its turn!"

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

"Totally ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ liquidate the hatred!"

"Long Live Bellegar, Long Live Eight Peaks!!!"

Several dwarves and several old guards dragged the headhunter Quick, who was tied up, from outside the hall. Quick was seriously injured, hungry and weak. He gritted his teeth and did not say a word, still struggling with all his strength, but this All in vain.

Bellegar stepped down from his throne, and the King of Eight Peaks walked up to the headhunter Quick, looked at his old opponent arrogantly, snorted coldly in his nose, put his hands on his hips, puffed out his stomach, and took a deep breath of his pipe. , and then spit a white mist on Quake's face: "Humph! It's your turn, Quake!"

"nono! This is not the ending I want, it's not~" Headhunter Quick was still stubborn: "Wait, the bearded thing, the army of Skaven, will destroy you and your small kingdom~ Destroy, the Eight Pillars The city belongs to the Morse clan! yesyes!"

"Oh, isn't it?" Bellegar was so proud, the King of Eight Peaks stretched out his hand and pressed it on Quick's head.

"Your Majesty, what is this mouse talking about?" The young mustache Kazreal, the nephew of King Kazador of Iron Peak Castle, couldn't help shouting loudly. The mustache's words soon attracted Kazador. King Er gave a warning look, but he was rarely scolded.

The King of Bafeng Mountain put his hand on the head of the Bafeng Mountain God of War, and paused for three seconds with great interest.

All are waiting.

"It's scary!"

Bellegar shouted happily: "It fears the coming judgment! It fears us dwarves!!!"

A thunderous roar and cheers erupted in the hall, and the dwarves all waved their weapons and shouted excitedly.

"Yeah yeah yeah!!!"

"Long live the king!!!"

"Grony's on! We won!"

"Grimnir has blessed us!"

"Thanks Valaya!"