Warhammer Divine Throne

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Old world, Brittany, Jean Baron collar, Redfish village north of the Chinon River.

In early October, in late autumn, the temperature began to gradually become colder, and the winter in Brittany is approaching.

The autumn breeze is bleak, the forests are all dyed, and the fields are filled with a long breath from its broad chest. The water-like clear light on the slopes and dams is spreading, and the autumn harvest is almost over. From Knight The tax officer of the master had already harvested all the grain, leaving a barely visible harvest. The serfs began to chop wood and grind flour. At the same time, they had to plow the land again to prepare for planting winter wheat.

The cultivation of winter wheat requires a lot of manpower and a certain amount of fertilizer, and most of the grain that is grown is owned by the lord, so serfs are generally not enthusiastic about cultivating winter wheat.

Fortunately, the tax system set by the lord is the seven taxes. The tax set by the Holy Grail Lord Knight is not very heavy. The serfs can still work actively and still have something left, plus the sermon of the Goddess Church of Mercy. The serfs knew how to use plant ash and or livestock manure to fertilize the farmland.

Of course, the most fertile horse manure also requires money. The serfs have to go to the local Lord Knight to serve for two to three days every week, at the price of which they are exchanged for the use of mills and some special tools. After the completion of labor, Lord Knight allows serfs to bring a small portion of the fruits back to their homes. This depends on the situation. For example, after cutting wood, Lord Lord allows serfs to bring a bundle of firewood back to their homes. How much to carry depends entirely on the strength of the serfs. If the serfs are greedy and take too much firewood to fall on the ground or cannot walk, they will be deemed disqualified.

There is a big knight-errant Knight in Redfish Village. This is a well-known thing in the village. The villagers generally call him Mr. Angelang. It is said that this big Knight is the Holy Grail. The big brother of Lord Knight, Ryan Baron, came here because he committed a crime, so the villagers were a little afraid of him.

This knight-errant Knight is always a little different. For many years, serfs have rarely seen Knight who personally farmed, nor have they seen such a sturdy Lord Knight, led by Lord Ryan After the army in the territory went to participate in the Knight Road War, the little Redfish Village actually became the place under the jurisdiction of the Lord Anglang.

Master Knight’s life is very regular. He often works at sunrise and rests at sunset. Every morning, Master Knight gets up, and then runs to the Chinon River and directly waters himself with cold water. The serfs looked cold, but Lord Knight yelled with joy. By the way, he would pat the water of the Chinon River with his hands. Many live fish would be shot directly out of the river and brought home by Lord Knight.

This Lord Knight is so strong that he simply doesn’t need people to work for him. The thick tree hugged by four people was chopped off with an axe and then taken home by himself. The farmland was irrigated and developed under his command. He also raised a lot of fat pigs, chickens, ducks and geese, and patiently made feed for them. Under his leadership, Hongyu Village had a new look. Lord Knight worked so hard. Under his strict supervision, the serfs did not dare to be lazy. This year’s maturity was good, and Redfish Village ushered in a bumper harvest.

The harvest in the village and many big fat pigs soon attracted the coveting of robbers and rogue Knights nearby, who broke into the Redfish Village on a dark and windy night.

Then, there is no more.

Three waves of robbers and rogue Knight came one after another. These people disappeared silently after entering the Red Fish Village. Since then, no one has seen them again, only some serfs who worked hard. We were allocated a lot of used weapons and equipment, and adult men were armed.

From then on, serving the Lord Knight sometimes turned into receiving Lord Knight’s armed training. The serfs took part in the training with the captured weapons, starting with the basic walking queue and lance thrust, Knight The master’s rigorous training caused many serfs to complain. Every time they participated in the training, the serfs felt like going to a grave.

Master Knight likes to watch them grieving. He doesn’t say much. The best young man in training can always get some meat from him, thinking of doing labor. The hard work is similar to the hard work of receiving training, and the days of the serfs will be gone, at least there are some rewards.

After witnessing Lord Knight grabbing the tails of two bisons and domesticating them from the forest, the serfs are also somewhat numb. Anyway, our Lord Knight is invincible and does not treat us. With heavy taxes, this kind of life can still survive.

One day in the late autumn, Hongyu Village ushered in an unexpected visitor.

This uninvited guest with white shawl and long hair is riding a workhorse. There are many bags hanging on both sides of the workhorse. There is also the head of a vampire. The uninvited guest is carrying Two Swords behind his back. The Silver Sword is a steel sword, with a fire gun on his waist, and he is wearing a scale armor and cloak that is convenient and convenient to move, but it has been damaged in many places.

When the villagers saw him, they began to whisper.

“That’s not the mission Lord Knight, that’s a Demon Hunter!”

“What did Demon Hunter do in this place?”

“Gosh, This damned mutant! They will bring bad luck wherever they go! I really hope he didn’t come to investigate.”

“Go and inform the village elders!”

There are a few serfs. Hurriedly moved towards the depths of the village and ran away. The remaining serfs looked suspiciously at Demon Hunter, but were there any particularly obvious hostility.

Demon Hunter everywhere, all over the continent, many churches cooperate with the Demon Hunter organization, but as mentioned above, the current status of Demon Hunter is a bit embarrassing, so they are not welcomed, many humans are It looked at them with suspicion and fear.

Because once traces of corruption are found in the village, Demon Hunter is likely to take extreme measures for this reason.

This Demon Hunter is about thirty years old. His face is relatively young, and his face is already covered with scars, especially the scar from the eyebrows to the cheeks is particularly terrible. He saw the villagers Whispering, a little silent, but he still came to the sign in the village, wanting to see what tasks he could take up recently.

There is only one notice on the notice board, and that is the legend about the red blood Knight.

In the night of Brittania, there are often undead Knights with blood all over, holding a shield and holding a lance. These undead Knights may be followers of the Scarlet Duke, or they may not , Their bodies bear the red giant dragon’s coat of arms, but their armor is covered with death and killer patterns. What they hold in their hands is a fallen weapon. These weapons are engraved with dark rune, carved with evil metal, painted with ominous beasts, and stinking all over their bodies, continuously attacking the village.

They call themselves the Blood Fort Knight.

These most terrifying undead Knights can only be confronted by the Holy Grail Knight. Once the Blood Fort Knight appears, the Holy Grail Knight will be dispatched immediately, and the two will have a great duel.

Any information about the red blood knight can be reported to the lord, and the lord will definitely give generous rewards.

“This is not a task I can take.” Demon Hunter shook his head. He knew there was something about these blood knights. The Demon Hunter instructor warned him that he was not suitable for taking on such a difficult task. Task.

At this moment, the village elder from Hongyu Village appeared. He tremblingly came to Demon Hunter with a wooden cane: “Why did you come here, Demon Hunter? “

“My name is Eber, Hemgart from the Empire.” Demon Hunter is a little nodded, even if he said hello: “May I ask what work you can do for me? Is it?”

“Uh, let me think… Our village is very quiet recently. Nothing special has happened. You may be disappointed, Demon Hunter.” The town elder thought for a while. Shook his head.

“Okay, may I tell you the direction of Jean Town?” Demon Hunter Eber saw that there was no task to pick up. He could see that the villagers did not welcome their own lodging, so he chose to leave.

After Demon Hunter rode his horse away, a tall and mighty silhouette appeared behind the village elder: “What is that person? It seems that you all fear him?”

“Angelang Lord!” The village elder knelt down immediately: “They are Demon Hunter.”

“Demon Hunter? Are they doing and so on?” Angelang looked fierce. , With a big bald head, speaking calmly.

The role of the village veteran Demon Hunter was told to Anglang.

“It’s like a trial court? Interesting, so these people are usually not very likable, right?” Anglang said with interest: “Interesting, if I have the opportunity, I really want to talk to him Let’s talk… with my axe.”

“That, Lord Anglang, recently…the villagers have seen something.” The village elder thought for a while before whispering: “Someone really I saw Scarlet Knight in the depths of the Sharon Forest, riding a black fire-breathing horse.”

“Yes, I know, I also saw it.” Who knows Angelang nodded calmly: ” It seems you don’t talk nonsense.”

“Uh, Lord Anglang, those red blood Knights are very dangerous. You must not fight them head-on. Must call the Holy Grail Lord Knight, red The blood of Knight can only be dealt with by the Holy Grail Master Knight!” The village elder said quickly.

“Did you mean this?” Who knows, Anglang raised a scarlet pointed dragon wing helmet. Inside the helmet was a withered and shriveled head with an abnormal ash-gray Ze.

“Ah! This is…Blood Knight!” The village elder was so scared that he sat on the ground, crying out in surprise: “Master Angelang, you defeated the Blood Knight and killed It?”

“Yeah, this guy is so annoying. It doesn’t look human.” Angelang threw his head on the ground, muttering in his mouth, as if this blood Knight made him feel Troubled.

“It disturbed my farming, so I twisted its head off. It’s so weak, it’s really easy to beat.”

“Find a place to hang up, save it There are also nasty guys to bother me farming.”

“I’ll leave the rest to you, I’m going to get fodder for my cows.”