Chapter 174: Pre-War Customary Champion Showdown

Chapter 174 Pre-war routine—Champion showdown

After the dragon lord issued the order, people from other kingdoms began to gather towards Caledor, just like the time of the Phoenix King of Caledor in the past, when all kingdoms were shrouded in the shadow of the dragon's wings, that is, protected. At the same time, they also lost their right to speak.

The plain near the seaside is vast and humid, and the pastures grow wildly and appear full of vitality. Asul's military formation is still as neat as usual. A team of nearly 60,000 people marches in dozens of square formations. Various military flags and horns are heard. The plains swayed and echoed.

This time Imric chose the most conservative battle formation, with cavalry and chariots covering the flanks, and infantry holding down the formation in the middle. Because there was the ocean behind him, and with the support of two battleships and Amarna, he didn't need much force to protect him. In the rear, this can also save some troops.

Riding Mortellius and leading the Dragon Prince forward, he did not choose to enter the battlefield with Minas Nir immediately, because there is a time in the Warhammer world when the two sides engage in a large-scale decisive battle, and there will inevitably be a kind of Ceremony – Duel of Champions.

This kind of duel has a religious nature. Even a race like Druchi, which uses conspiracy and betrayal as the foundation of society, can barely show some martial virtue in the championship duel. Of course, it is only a little. If Druchi does not use some underhanded tricks, then No longer called Druchi.

The army was moving towards Assur as dense as a tide, but in terms of number, it was at least four times that of the army led by Imrik. A huge number of black shadows appeared in the sky, and these lingering dark creatures were like They are rats in a hole in the ground. No matter how many you kill, more will always appear.

Darkness gradually enveloped the silver-white position. Only with courage and strength can the final victory be achieved.

The two sides stopped marching when they were about 600 meters away. This was a relatively suitable position. With the eyes of the elves, the situation of the champion showdown could be clearly seen, and the crossbows could not shoot the enemy at this distance.

A Druchi nobleman riding a dark horse ran over with a guard, holding a cessation flag made of fine spinning yarn, and came straight to Imric. He tried to find superiority in the dragon lord. Feeling, his expression is full of confidence and arrogance. This confidence does not come from his own strength, but from the war-stopping flag in his hand, which was a product before the Great Schism of the Elves. Malekith has retained some traditions. If When Assur arrives in front of Druchi's formation with this flag, no one will attack him.

"The king of all elves, the son of the first Phoenix King Aenarion, His Majesty Malekith orders you to obey his orders." The words of the Druchi envoy were blessed by magic, allowing everyone to hear what he said, " Under the gaze of the gods, any warriors who dare to challenge His Majesty Malekith's champions can go to the duel venue and wait for the fate of being killed. My Lord does not believe that Assur has such courage. The son of Ulthuan has long lost the bloody courage passed down by the guardian."

Not far away from him, Imrik's originally serious face suddenly became a little uneasy. This guy said that the cross talk was pretty good. If it weren't for Druchi, he would have to be brought back to the Dragon Palace to be a clown. Then use it as a toy for Minas Nir.

All the dragon princes are looking at Imrik. Caledor's military hierarchy determines that this kind of champion showdown requires the dragon lord to send a warrior as a representative. However, the current prince still has not appointed a champion warrior, which means The person whose name is called next will most likely be the future champion warrior.

As for whether people from other kingdoms want to participate in the duel of champions, the Dragon Prince doesn't care at all. Others are only worthy of licking Caledor's heels. At this time, Ulthuan's most courageous warriors should be responsible.

With everyone watching, Imric turned Mortellius's body and looked at the Dragon Prince behind him, and found that everyone's eyes were gleaming, as if they were planning to eat him alive.

He sighed silently in his heart, "Everyone wants to be a champion warrior, and the Witch King doesn't have that many people for you to kill, right?"

Just when Imric was about to ask Masnow to fight, a voice came from not far away, "I am willing to fight."

With the roar, a knight holding a spear had already walked out of the line and ran towards the Druzi envoy, "I am willing to fight. Your army may be huge, but in my eyes, it is just a pathetic Just a slave driven by a guy.”

The messenger laughed loudly after hearing this, "You will pay the price for being rude, but it doesn't matter, my Lord will grant you merciful relief."

After finishing speaking, the envoy rushed back to Malekith with his escort, and the man who volunteered did not even say hello to the Dragon Prince, but directly drove his war horse towards the open space in the middle.

"Who is this guy? He is so brave." Imrik asked Randy who was standing beside him with some curiosity. The coat of arms seemed to belong to Elion, but Randy shook his head and said he didn't know. He had no impression of him at all. .

"Your Highness, his name is Ahail. He comes from Tal Airil. He was previously invited to Lothern to assist in the training of the Silver Helmet Knights, and then joined the army as a skirmisher." The herald Elvis said from the side. , his duty is not only to convey Imric's orders, but also to collect intelligence and follow the prince into battle. This is a high-risk position, but there is also a lot of room for advancement. If he has enough merit, he may even be appointed as a flag officer.

He shook his head and sighed helplessly. The Dragon Prince thought that this guy was simply embarrassing Asur. He was not even good enough for the duel before the battle, and he was still participating in the championship duel. If he had time, he should let Gilgarion take good care of his group of irritable and rude grooms. Although the Dragon Prince was reckless and arrogant, he had the capital.

After the envoy returned to Druzy's position, a knight riding a cold lizard walked out of the position soon. He was not the famous figures that Imrik imagined. It was obvious that the Witch King also looked down on the Arion man in the middle of the field. He sent someone to start the battle at random. He obviously regarded this battle as an appetizer.

The two elves in the middle of the field exchanged names, then turned around and saluted their own army. This was the custom of the championship duel. The Arion man named Ahair did not salute the dragon lord. His eyes were clear, and he was looking at the Everqueen who was under layers of protection.

Seeing this, the Dragon Prince felt a little pitiful, "It's so sad, he still wants to be a licker even when he is about to die."

Although the life of every Asur is precious, since this Elion man chose to rush forward, he must be prepared to sacrifice. After all, the championship duel is not a joke. Many times, both sides rely on the championship duel to observe the enemy's formation and do some small tricks secretly, not to mention that it will affect the morale of both sides.

The horn sounded, and the two people started to sprint, but the result was as Imrick expected. The Soul Eater bloomed a blood flower on Ahail's chest, and then was hung on the lance by the cold lizard rider and thrown away with force.

The ground made a sound under the impact of the corpse, and the sound specially amplified by magic was transmitted to everyone's ears. A panic began to appear in the Asur army. This championship duel started less than a minute ago, and the warriors on their side were killed?

But this is not over yet. The victorious Cold Lizard Knight turned over and landed on the ground, sticking his lance into the ground. This was an obvious provocation and contempt, believing that whether it was a horse battle or a foot battle, Druzy was better.

Seeing this situation, Imrick curled his lips. What a loser, he embarrassed himself internationally.

He said the person he had booked in advance and waved his hand, "Masno will fight."

He had already achieved a lot of results before. As long as he could win this championship duel, he could be promoted to the top of Caledor's management system. Davian had become Caledor's traitor in Safri, and he must not be given a champion warrior position.

Masno looked excited when he heard this. He originally thought that the prince would let Davian or Agsel fight, but he didn't expect it to be him. This symbolized supreme honor.

Then he turned over and dismounted, and walked towards the middle of the open space.

Seeing that it was a dragon prince going to fight, the cold lizard knight also secretly took a fighting posture. He gave up his mount and chose to fight on foot because he was worried about the dragon princes of Caledor. Because the upper and lower limits of Caledor dragon princes were very different, dragon trainers could be called dragon princes, and those who had just served could also be called dragon princes.

If a high-level dragon prince chose to fight, he would not be very sure of winning. Fortunately, he chose to fight on foot. Those Caledor nobles were more proficient in long-handled weapons, which was a breakthrough point.

The cold lizard knight introduced himself, but Masno ignored him at all. He stood 20 meters away from him, waiting for the horn to sound.

In the eyes of the dragon prince, there was nothing worth communicating about a dead person.

After waiting for a while, the second horn sounded, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, the two warriors rushed towards each other.

What was unexpected to the Druzy nobles was that Masno did not choose a long-handled weapon, but held a shield and hung a long sword on his waist. However, after losing his mount, the two were on the same level...

Just when he had this thought, a sword emitting cold air had cut off the magic sword in his hand, which was made by the forging master Heg Grave.

The moment the blue fury touched the magic sword, a layer of frost had spread to the entire sword of the cold lizard knight. Then, because the steel became brittle at low temperatures, the sword that had accompanied him in battle for many years turned into pieces.

And then came Masno's fatal blow. After cutting off the long sword, he chopped back, and a head wrapped in ice fell to the ground.

After winning this victory, Masno did not raise his sword to signal the Dragon Lord, but looked at the Druzy position, facing the cheers of all the Asur behind him, he stuck the sword into the ground and supported it with his hands.

This shows that he did not think that this victory was a matter of honor at all, and it was not worth offering to the Dragon Lord.