Warhammer Divine Throne

Chapter 1028: Chapter 447: Battle of La-Mesnil Abbey (Part 1)

"For the Lady! For Brittania!!!"

Amidst the army’s wild shouts and cries, the undead tide approached.

"Cackle cackle cackle~" Standing at the very front of the Undead Army, Guer raised the black giant axe. Under its command, the undead halted just beyond the range of the Dwarf Cannons. The undead gathered together, and under Guer’s command, they all howled wildly towards the sky, spewing large jets of blue Soul Fire.

"Woo~ Woo~ Woo~" Guer swung his giant axe, opened his mouth, and then pointed forward.

Immediately, all the undead roared, charging madly towards the monastery.

The war had begun.

The Dwarf Cannons and Brittania’s Catapults first opened fire in this war, bombarding the undead vanguard fiercely. The continuous cannon fire and gigantic stones smashed the Desolate Tomb Guards and Skeleton Warriors charging at the front to pieces. Under the moonlight, the front lines of the undead were littered with shattered fragments, with scattered limbs flying everywhere. fгeewebnovёl.com

The undead suffered heavy losses, yet these Undying Creatures had no morale to speak of, maintaining their charge.

"Fire!"

"Fire!!!"

As the Undead Army approached the battle formations, the Archers, crossbowmen, Dwarf Musketeers, and Wood Elves began shooting, a torrential rain of arrows swept across the entire undead tide. At this moment, the lack of long-range weapons became apparent for the Undead Army in the face of the Alliance Army, aside from the bandits from the Gray Mountain Range equipped with bows and crossbows, the rest of the Undead Army could only be passively beaten.

"Retaliate!" The bandit mercenaries were a brutal bunch, willing to sell their blades to anyone, whether undead or Chaos, as long as there was money. Under Kemler’s urging, these bandits launched a counterattack with their ranged weapons. A wave of crossbow arrows swept towards the Central Army, hitting many Peasant soldiers who were too late to raise their shields.

There were no signs of wavering in the central army’s formations. Francois had long been aware of the weak morale of the peasants, so the front line of the central army was the famous Winford Escapee Group. This group was filled with battle-hardened veterans, who stood firm and proud. Their determination inspired the entire army’s fighting spirit, as Peasant Archers launched a counterattack against the bandits with flaming arrows and blunted arrows.

The bandits were quickly shot by the chaotic shower of arrows from the Peasant Archers, howling in pain. The peasants’ archers were only average in accuracy and power, but due to their sheer numbers, the bandits lost over a hundred men after just one or two waves of arrow showers. Many desperadoes tried to retreat, only to find the Undead Army blocking their path. Kemler’s message was clear: fight and win for rewards, or face death.

The bandits had no choice but to grit their teeth and continue shooting.

After paying a heavy price, the Undead Army gradually closed in on the left wing and central army’s positions. The slaughtering frenzy of the undead plague crashed head-on with the infantry at the forefront. Laine watched as his Long Halberdiers and the Eternal Guard from the Wood Elves fought side by side. The brutal assault from the Skeleton Warriors and Desolate Tomb Guards made the Long Halberdiers and Eternal Guard retreat repeatedly. The undead remained silent, while the soldiers cursed continuously, valiantly stabbing forward, trying to withstand the undead’s offensive.

"So, it begins." Laine tightened his grip on the Warhammer, with Spiritual Energy gathering in his eyes.

"Yes, it begins. I can’t wait any longer." Belgar Iron Hammer tapped his shield with the Hammer of Angland and shouted loudly, "Heavens, Laine brother, what’s up with this position you chose? I can’t see ahead! What’s the situation?"

Even standing on a rune stone, Belgar was only 1.6 meters tall, and even on tiptoe, he could only see part of the battle, knowing that the frontline had already engaged in melee with the undead.

"Our time to shine is coming soon." Laine smiled and said.

"Hehehe~ I like that answer." Belgar tightened his grip on the Hammer of Angland and laughed heartily.

"Come on!"