Chapter 1088, Gail-Maraz

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Big tears fell down Frederick's face, the baron nodded, galloped away, and left here. Although the green skins were displeased, they did not stop them.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Frederick had no intention of fleeing, and the baron headed straight east instead.

Face to face, face to face, the two opponents Karl Franz and Vogaz Ironjaw studied each other for a few seconds, all the fighting around them seemed to have stopped, a sense of silence descended unnaturally on the battlefield, all All eyes were on the two warriors.

"Emperor Xiami? Come here, I'll pull off your hood, and I'll slap you in the face!"

"Dirty bastards, go back to your badlands, this is the holy empire!"

They will be here for a championship matchup.

The victor will win the war, while the loser will become a footnote in history.

The divine hammer Gael-Maraz in the emperor's hand was blazing, and the silver seal on his chest shone brightly.

Vogaz-Ironjaw's ax is longer than Karl Franz's height, and its body is covered by a mysterious green force field. It is this force field that makes Gelt's ultimate alchemy ineffective against it, the emperor Not only thinking in his mind, what exactly is this mysterious green force field.

A moment's distraction allowed Vogaz-Ironjaw to seize his opportunity, and he swooped down on his foe with uncanny swiftness, his steps unbelievably deft for his gigantic height, and with a waaagh growl In the middle, the huge battle ax slashed down vertically, vowing to split the emperor in half with one blow!

The emperor whose strength is only legendary and high-ranking has to face the high-ranking green-skinned warlord in the sanctuary. He can only rely on the instincts left in his body from his early years of military academy training and military service to fight against Vogaz-Iron Jaw. The emperor raised his shield and blocked the warlord's giant axe. The huge force from the shield made Karl Franz cry out secretly. The emperor knew very well that if it wasn't for the magic hammer Gail-Maraz would be able to hit ten times the ground Strengthen your own strength, this is enough to kill him!

Gael Malaz is so powerful. Among the emperors of all ages, as long as the force value is not bad, they can often have the ability to fight across an entire class by picking up this divine hammer.

The shield that was branded with dwarf runes using high-quality iron still shattered, and the remaining force was enough to make Karl Franz's body tilt uncontrollably. It seemed that the emperor opened his door, and the warlord couldn't help but chuckle. , it immediately stepped forward, raised its shield and was ready to slam the emperor's face!

However, Gael Malaz gave the emperor an unparalleled strength enhancement. He followed the momentum just now, let his body retreat along the trend, and instead held the war hammer tightly with both hands, let the war hammer swing downwards beautifully, and hit the warlord's face , The power of this blow made the warlord howl in pain, its entire face was completely deformed, the green muscles vibrated back and forth like ripples, and six teeth flew out of its mouth including a large fang!

This blow used up all the strength on the emperor, he took the opportunity to distance himself from the warlord, and the warlord touched his battered face and felt that he had lost a few teeth, the most primitive in the past His instinct rushed over more ferociously.

The battle resumed, and this time neither side left any behind. In the hands of the emperor, Gael-Maraz was as powerful and violent as the emperor reappearing in the world, and the big ax in the hands of the warlord was also as if it had been knocked out. The elder brother is like a guide, attacking the emperor's elbow everywhere, without stopping for a moment, everyone stopped fighting, watching this championship matchup, this is a very rare practice between green skins and humans, the emperor's figure is like Taoism The golden light flickered, while the figure of the warlord was like a dark green fog, full of oppression.

"Dang!" Seven minutes later, the emperor couldn't hold on anymore, he gasped heavily,

I just felt that my arms were as heavy as two Wanjun iron ingots. His forehead first went from sweating to no sweating, and then to weak sweating. Many parts of his body gave out violent alarm sounds. Even the slightest scratch from the warlord's attack was enough to leave Karl Franz with a bruise the size of a bowl.

He is human after all.

The emperor began to run out of money, from 50 to 50 to 37 to 70, and then to a warlord, he could only retaliate twice for eight attacks, and then only once for ten attacks. retreat.

From birth to now, Karl Franz has never hated his own weakness so much. His consciousness is gradually blunted, his body is gradually numb, his strength has left him, and the torn organs in his body make his mouth full It smells of rust.

That's it, is it over?

The emperor was hit by an axe, and the god hammer helped him block the ax blade, but failed to help him block the terrible force. He fell out and fell to the ground a few meters away. He turned over almost subconsciously but never stood up again. Can't get up, can only kneel on one knee.

In the last moments of his life, several questions popped into Karl Franz's mind.

He didn't understand, why did he lose?

Why? Is the empire's army insufficient? Is the empire's technology not developed enough? Are the warriors of the Empire not brave enough?

It doesn't make sense. At the Black Fire Pass more than 2,000 years ago, the combined army of twelve tribes led by Charlemagne at that time had a total of less than 20,000 people. We have a full 40,000 people!

At that time, human beings drank blood and slashed and burned. Except for a few weapons and equipment of the dwarves, most of them only had cloth armor and leather armor, and even participated in the battle with their upper body naked. Most of them did not even have a hard bow. There are a lot of artillery and even steam tanks.

So too many green skins? No, the scale of green skins at that time was much larger than here!

But why, why do we fail here?

The emperor watched the quick steps coming, took out the scimitar from his arms, and was about to cut off his head, the warlord, suddenly understood.

Because we have lost our faith, our race has lost its blood, and our culture has had problems in the long history. Since when did humans only know how to rely on guns and artillery to fight? When did we start to lose our blood and courage, and the group of barbarians who looked down on the world has since disappeared in the old world, and has become a brother country that is always passively beaten, divided, and ridiculed all day long?

Civilization has endowed human beings with too many benefits, but barbarism always defeats civilization.

Why?

A few steps away, the muscles of the green-skinned warlord were like a mountain, and the sun shone on its face. Vogaz-Ironjaw laughed wildly and strode forward, while the imperial troops who saw this scene burst into tears.

The emperor really wanted to accept his ending calmly, but he found that he couldn't.

So the emperor could only force himself to continue thinking.

Is barbarism doomed to defeat civilization, or is civilization itself constantly regressing before losing to barbarism?

Also, why on earth can humans despise green skins? Did pride and prejudice destroy the enterprising spirit of the Imperials?

If I can regain the enterprising spirit of a challenger, if I can be as strong as Charlemagne, I will definitely be able to defeat the enemy and save my country and my people, just like it was two thousand years ago!

After 20 or 30 years, once again, the emperor prayed devoutly to the gods.

Great Charlemagne, founder of the empire, savior, goblin slayer, king of Carolingian, hammer of heroes, uniter and unifier of mankind.

Please give me the strength to keep fighting.

If you still love your people, if you still love your empire.

Please give me strength!

Above the sky, thunder exploded, and a dazzling golden light tore out from the clouds in the sky.

This change did not attract the attention of everyone. Only the emperor himself suddenly felt that some kind of supreme being answered his prayer. For the first time in more than 50 years, his prayer was seriously answered.

The emperor's thoughts before his death were faithfully passed on to the supreme being, and he praised his successor for finally seeing through the essence.

In the past two thousand years, that supreme being has received countless such prayers.

This time, due to the extreme instability of the maelstrom caused by the violent wind of chaos and the successive failures of the great guardian, he was finally able to respond to his followers.

This time, the emperor's pious prayers were not ignored.

Just when the warlord was about to raise the butcher's knife, the emperor suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and a powerful, golden lightning force poured into the emperor's body from the handle of Gail Malaz's hammer. Karl Franz couldn't help Knowing why all this happened, he no longer feels tired. On the contrary, in all his limbs, infinite divine power enveloped the emperor, and some kind of supreme existence gave him strength.

"Huh?" The green-skinned warlord was stunned for a moment, it looked at the emperor dully, and saw Karl Franz's appearance changed in the eyes of the green-skinned warlord, he was a young man with scattered brown hair Long hair, rape painted on his face, wild and full of vitality, wearing only underpants, and a middle-aged man with incomparable bravery for a while, standing like a god among hundreds of thousands of spiky boys, unstoppable.

What about this big guy with a hammer...

After a while, the appearance of Karl Franz became an old man. His temples were slightly frosted, like an old dragon lying on his stomach, full of wisdom and dignity. He didn't say a word, but his throne was high in the temple. On the ground, it has overwhelmed thousands of troops.

"???" Vogaz-Ironjaw was dumbfounded, and the green-skinned warlord looked at all this suspiciously. Then, the emperor's face changed again, and now a barbarian appeared in front of him, holding Gael-Mara Zi, muscular and full of strength, his height is only a little taller than Karl Franz, but his momentum is very different, he is like a giant, stronger and more savage.

"Don't let me do this..." The green-skinned warlord subconsciously wanted to ridicule, but when he saw the barbarian's face, his words stopped abruptly.

That is the picture engraved deep into the DNA of the green skin. More than two thousand years ago, it was this barbarian. He was with a group of barbarians and had a beard. The memory in the depths of his soul was revived. It was exactly the same. That war hammer, everything was exactly the same. .

Before this barbarian, the old world was a paradise of greenskins. Powerful barbarian tribes defeated the orcs in war, conquered the vast and fertile plains, and drove them into the desolate and dilapidated mountains.

"No! No! No! You're not him, no!" The warlord backed away in fear. It had never experienced such a level of fear in its life. Vogaz-Ironjaw subconsciously backed away, it was frightened.

"Go back to where you belong, disgusting green guys!" The ancient Carolingian tribal language spit out from the mouth of Karl Franz, golden lightning shot out from the emperor's eyes, he stood up again, Gail- Malaz was burning.

At this moment, on the battlefield, under the eyes of everyone, Karl Franz broke through the legendary barrier and was promoted to the sanctuary.

The emperor, who had stagnated for more than ten years at the legendary high level, broke through in an instant.

The golden halo around his body swept more and more dazzlingly around him, as if covering the entire Black Fire Pass in a radiant curtain, and the twin-tailed flames wrapped him. Now he is full of momentum and fighting spirit.

It's him! It's him! it's him! It's that barbarian! The warlord's soul trembled under the Emperor's radiant figure. It kept trying to back off. It was a fear deep in its DNA. Before he appeared, the greenskins had never suffered such a failure.

In an instant, the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed, Karl Franz felt his strength, he let the instinct that appeared mysteriously drive his attack, Gael Malaz shone with the same indescribable brilliance, Hammerhead With the blast, the armor of the green-skinned warlord was instantly shattered, and then the emperor raised his warhammer high, and a golden lightning shot down from the sky, knocking the general to the ground.

In just five seconds, Karl Franz felt that this mysterious force was disappearing rapidly. In the hallucination, a majestic figure with golden armor and golden robe and brown beard smiled at him, and then returned Where he should be.

"The empire lasts forever!" The emperor yelled violently, grabbed the tail of his power, gathered his last bit of strength, and swung the hammer. This time, he reverently called out the name of that supreme being.

"For Charlemagne! For the Empire!"

The flames of the twin-tailed comet on Gal Malaz hammered his face, and the hammer head hit Vogaz Iron Jaw on the forehead.

The warlord's skull shattered and his brains exploded, splashing Karl Franz all over.

"You...not... him!" The warlord uttered his last words.

"I'm Karl Franz! Many people like to call me, Kaiser!"

The warlord fell.

The greenskins panicked, the black orcs were stunned, the big guys ran around in fright after seeing the phantom of the emperor, and with the fall of the big greenskin warlord, the greenskin army was leaderless, they began to be confused, some black orcs The Chieftain and Greenskin Warlords attempt to take command, but it will obviously take time.

But at this moment, Karl Franz suddenly seemed to feel something, and he set his sights on the east.

A deep and majestic sound of horns came from the east, heavy and orderly footsteps accompanied by a golden throne joined the field, four dwarven warriors carried the throne with their shields, behind the throne, thousands of eternal guards, and more army of dwarves.

Frederick was riding Voltaire, a pure-blood elf horse, standing next to the throne, and he said to the High King on the throne: "Your Majesty, look! I promised you, Godfather and the others did not lose! They are still fighting alone!"

"Humans and dwarves will fight together, just as they did more than two thousand years ago! They have fought well, and now it is our turn." High King Thorgrim-The Grudger holds the Ax of Grimnir in his hand , he nodded calmly: "Dwarves!"

"Yes!" A thunderous response echoed through the Black Fire Pass.

"Go to support our allies! For Gronni, for Karaz-a-Kalak!"

"go ahead!!!"

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