Warhammer Inquisitor Chapter 132

  Chapter 132 End Yan Era: Knight War

If you want to become a knight, you first need to become the servant of the knight. From this step, it is already difficult, because most knights are nobles, and their servants are generally the children of the nobles. This is almost a closed circle within the noble class. cycle.

Adult nobles become knights, and then lead a young noble to become a servant, and then he circulates the inner circle of this noble circle, so as to completely throw out and prevent civilians, peasants, and low-level people from polluting the noble class, and Organizational framework, which tends to work well.

  However, this is not certain. There are still some knights who were born as civilians. Although most of them are not recognized by mainstream knights, in their eyes, these knights are just country bumpkins riding horses.

The irony is that these commoner knights are often very heroic. They come from the bottom, dare to fight, and are not conceited or arrogant at all. Knowing the bead, knowing it, and worthy of respect under the nobleman's command.

  For example, Calda, he served under the command of the venerable Duke Jean Dracour. He is a respectable kingdom knight and a respectable lord.

  Kalda was very honored to learn to be a knight by his side. He still followed the Duke for a long time, learning combat skills, calendar and devout belief in the God Emperor by his side.

  The Duke taught him that as a knight, loyalty is the most important thing, and their loyalty belongs to the great God Emperor, to the Lord of the Hall of Glory among the stars, to the God Emperor himself beyond the golden sea and the star sea.

  So when the traitors invited the Duke to join the rebellion and subvert the belief of the God-Emperor in the name of heresy, Duke Draco resolutely rejected them and joined the war against the heresy. Calda also followed him.

At first everything went well, the coalition forces of them and the loyalists won successively, defeated the traitor Duke and his rebel army, but with the victory, the arrogant nobles among the loyalists became arrogant and conceited, and they began to become more and more arrogant , stubborn and regardless of the cost of the attack and assault, just for that glory.

  In the end, these idiots made everyone pay the price, and the traitors seized the opportunity to disperse the Loyalist troops through a counterattack. The knight lords and their troops were divided and surrounded, and suffered heavy losses.

Unfortunately, Caldar was also among these besieged and severely wounded troops. He fought bravely with Duke Dracula, until Duke Dracula was swarmed by those despicable traitors, and impaled him in an extremely shameful way of feigning death and assassination. thigh.

  Kalda protected the Duke. He put the Duke's hands on his shoulders, and supported the Duke to retreat to the rear. Along the way, Karda kept wielding his long sword to kill enemies one by one, killing every heretic who dared to step forward.

  He supported the Duke, and the Duke limped forward. They withdrew from the edge of the chaotic battlefield, and withdrew from behind a stone fence to the field already full of corpses.

  Kalda supported the Duke, and they walked on the path outside a mill, surrounded by corpses and arrows stuck on the ground or trees.

  The broken banner of the Loyalist fell on the ground, in the mud and sewage. The Duke passed by and cursed at the knight who fell in the sewage pit.

"Those idiots! Their arrogance betrayed the Emperor!" the Duke said resentfully, and he swung his sword to block a traitor's long knife who came out from behind the fence and was about to launch a sneak attack on them. The Duke waved the knight sword with one hand, The sword severed his arm, and another cut his throat as the traitor fell to his knees, howling.

  Blood gushed out from its gap, and its corpse fell into the cesspool. The blood stained the black pool red, and the black stream mixed with the blood, watering the land.

"They will be punished! The God Emperor will not forgive them!" the Duke continued, his mustache moved with his words, Karda supported the Duke on the path, his armor and the Duke's Colliding with each other, clanging and heavy.

He himself was wearing a piece of armor weighing more than ten kilograms, and he had to support the duke who was fully armed and weighed tens of kilograms. This made Karda very difficult, and he couldn't even speak a coherent sentence, he could only stammer his tone To answer the duke.

  The Duke could see Karda's exhaustion, he held the child's shoulder, "Leave me! Karda, you leave by yourself, find a horse! Then you can escape here and pass the alarm to the archbishop!"

   "No! Your Excellency, I swear allegiance to you and I will not leave!" "We also serve the Emperor! His loyalty is higher than mine! Abandon me Karda! Go and be loyal to the Emperor!"

Young Caldar didn't have time to respond, because many rebels emerged from the woods by the side of the path, and among these rebellious peasants there was even this knight, who wore a profane black armor and stuck a knife in his helmet. A purple feather, and its armor decoration is also a bit outrageously gorgeous.

  Exquisite leopard-spotted cloth fell on it, and the traitor raised his sword and pointed at the Duke and his attendants and gave the order, "Kill them! Give their heads to the goddess of pleasure! To the phantom queen!"

  The crazy farmer charged up with a long knife and a spear. Karda blocked one of his attacks with a long sword, and then pierced his abdomen with the other.

  Kalda drew his sword and kicked it away. The Duke also blocked the attack and killed a traitor with his backhand. Karda helped the Duke escape from the gap in the fence.

He and the Duke ran together on the grass that had long lost their vitality. The two ran towards the windmill not far away. The traitors chased after them, brandishing long and short swords and shouting. A wild dog that smelled of blood.

  Kalda put the Duke under the wall of the windmill. The Duke let out a low growl, endured the pain in his legs and looked at the traitors, "Kalda! Leave! You can't defeat him!"

   "No! I swear allegiance to the death!" Karda yelled and swung the knight sword to build with the farmer. He knocked off the inferior weapon in the farmer's hand with one sword, then chopped off his head, and immediately fought with the next person.

  Kalda kept wielding the sword of the knight, fighting with traitors one by one, and the armor jingled under the beating of his weapon, but the sturdy knight armor protected Karda, allowing him to continue to kill the enemy and fight.

  Obviously, unlike the squire knights who have been trained for several years, the peasants only have savage strength, and they are defeated by Karda's skills.

More traitors rushed over. They looked at the attendant knight a few steps away. The traitors looked at the knight nervously holding long and short weapons. Then, encouraged by a bald farmer, they were ready to swarm up and overwhelm Karda with their numbers. .

   But when they were about to attack, the black armored knight stepped up and blocked them with a long sword. The knight spun the long blade and walked towards Karda, "Let me see how Duke Dracula trained you, country bumpkin."

  He challenged provocatively, and Karda rushed forward with a roar. He had no way out, only to fight bravely.

  Kalda stepped forward to fight the traitor knight for a day, and the two confronted fiercely, but obviously, compared to the real knight Karda was still very inferior, he was quickly suppressed and attacked.

  The black-armored knight kept changing his posture, dodging Karda's attack, the purple feathers on his helmet were constantly floating with the wind, and the cloak was dancing in front of Karda like a phantom.

  Kalda couldn't hit the vigorous knight at all, his speed far surpassed Karda's, and his dexterity flashed every attack of Karda, and the attack on Karda was more like teasing and playing.

  He hit Karda's helmet hard with the hilt of his sword, and the attendant knight was knocked to the ground, and the helmet slid down. The black armored knight looked at Karda who fell to the ground and laughed.

   "This is the knight of the false god? The warrior of the corpse emperor? Weak and not perfect, join us, join the sect of the Goddess of Pleasure and the Phantom Queen, and you will be perfected."

   "Truly perfect! Extremely wonderful!" He laughed and said, his martial arts are indeed very good, so good that it can be described as perfect

   "No! Heresy! Traitor!" Cursed, Karda raised the knight's sword and rushed forward, but the black armored knight immediately blocked his slash, and then punched him in the face.

Dracu watched Calda fall to the ground for the first time, with blood leaking from his nose, he lay on the ground and raised his head to see the black armored knight standing in front of him, he held up his black long hair The sword aimed at Karda's forehead.

   "Last chance, believe in her! Believe in the sisters of pleasure! You can have perfection!" "Fuck you! Traitor! I will never betray!" "Then die!"

  Draco propped himself up and was about to get up, but just as Draco was about to step forward to intervene, a huge shadow fell from the sky, and the giant fell behind the black armored knight.

Karda looked at the giant who slowly stood up in surprise. The man was as tall as a steel mountain. His black carapace did not reflect the slightest light in the sun, and a scarlet light flickered under the helmet decorated with wings. It was a knight.

The black-armored knight turned his head and saw the giant. The traitor knight slashed his knight sword at the winged knight, but the giant's giant sword almost flashed across his eyes at lightning speed, and the traitor knight's sword broke instantly, with all the And then there's the Traitor Knight himself.

Karda looked at the long sword of the knight holding the electric arc. He had never seen a power sword, let alone an Astartes, but he still recognized the identity of the knight at first sight. with the image seen in the frescoes.

"Angel of death?" He said in surprise, the black giant looked at him, and three giants fell down after getting up, the bolt gun in the hand of one of the giants immediately began to roar, and the mob instantly became shattered under its firepower. end.

  The Winged Knight turned around and held the knight sword and rushed into the enemy line with his companions. Karda and Draco witnessed the massacre with their own eyes. In a very short period of time, the four angels of death killed all the traitors in the blink of an eye.

  The traitor farmers all died in an instant, unable to even cause the slightest damage to the angel of death. Before they had time to react, all the traitors had been killed quickly.

  Draco heard the roar above his head, and he raised his head to look at the Thunderhawk falling slowly. As the Thunderhawk landed on the ground, they had never seen that huge steel object.

Karda held his sword nervously and looked at the Thunder Eagle that landed. The four angels of death watched them without saying a word. Two people came out from the hatch that Thunder Eagle had opened, a man and a woman, but they were all dressed in black. A battle suit with a red letter i on the chest

   "Who is coming! Report your name!" Karda stammered nervously, but soon his warning came to an abrupt end.

  The young attendant raised his head, he was surprised and even terrified to see the scene above his head, countless fireballs were piercing the sky, it was a torrential rain, and the torrential rain made of fire and steel was pouring down.

  Kalda lowered his head and looked at the two people in front of him. The suffocatingly beautiful lady attracted Karda's attention. Almost immediately, the silver hair and beautiful purple pupils seemed to **** away the young knight's attention like a whirlpool.

   She also looked at her jokingly, with a beautiful smile that could make any man suffocate.

   But Dracula was more stable and mature than Calda. He walked up to them and glanced at the four angels of death. They stood in the distance, and then looked at the man. He knew that he was the commander here.

   "Are you the emperor's magic soldiers?" Draco asked, the man smiled jokingly, and set foot on the land of this planet with silver studded boots.

   "The same may be said," Vitor said, and the four giants stood flanking him behind him, and above his head the Emperor's iron death rained down on the earth.

  (end of this chapter)

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