1033.When you're dying and you have an elixir...
1033.When you're dying and you have a bottle of elixir... (page 1/2)
Chapter 1035 When you are about to die and you have a bottle of elixir at hand
Gehrman Gnaw knew his time was running out..
In fact, when he followed that damn Shadow Elf and spread the Chaos Faith of Original Sin in his clan, King Bonegnasher already felt this uneasiness, and after seeing with his own eyes those warriors who had been tortured by the spiritual plague and had no fighting spirit. When they returned to their wild and warlike state with the blessing of the power of Chaos, the uneasiness in its heart was slightly reduced..
However, after winning several battles, when he saw that his warriors were getting stronger and more cruel and began to eat their own kind alive, the uneasiness about fate came to mind again..
More than twenty days ago, after he personally executed a crazy thug who wanted to kill him, slashing him seven times but still unable to kill him, and watching helplessly as the latter grew a second head, Mr. Herman Just know
I'm so cold.
Although the current situation is that my army has surrounded several highlands and launched a devastating attack on the Plantagenets. It seems that I have the advantage, but King Gehrman Bonegnasher has not left his camp for seven days..
Its situation at this time is not much better than that of Marshal Loren on the opposite side..
It and a group of its most loyal guards were trapped in this camp. They did not dare to go out at all, because the gnolls who had turned into chaos aberrations would also look at them like they were looking at food..
King Bonegnasher has lost control of his group of Chaos Destroyers..
The reason why those Chaos monsters are attacking the Plantagenets now is just because they want to have a good meal. After all, the raging in the northern part of the peninsula has caused these Chaos monsters to eat everything they can eat..
command？
Haha, I can't control the current situation at all..
The short man Loren was facing the siege of the war, while Gehrman Bone-gnawing was trapped in a trap. The commanders of both sides faced the same predicament, but Gehrman was not as good as Loren. At least Loren had a group of loyal people. The warriors can give it a try, but the Bone-Gripping King has lost his last chance..
It knows that there are only two ways left for it now.
Either join the crazy gnolls outside and believe in the Original Sin Chaos, abandon your last dignity and reason, and run wildly on the road to becoming a monster and hope for redemption, or you can only seize an opportunity that you don't know whether it will come, and lead The last of his loyalists broke out from the position of this group of real "cannibals".
Just from the appearance, this thing is a bit of black humor. As a bone-gnawing king, it actually has to live an ignoble existence like a mouse..
The recent siege has left Gehrman Bone-gnawing in an extremely depressed state. With nowhere to go, it can only perform "performance art" in its own tent. It gets drunk every day and just says "" in front of the mirror. It’s a great head, who should cut it off?”？
“Damn dusk! I knew those bastards were unreliable, those sewer rats turned the noble gnoll warriors into real beasts！
If you give me another chance to choose
Yes！
If you give me another chance, I will definitely give that bastard”
Today's bone-gnawing king is still addicted to the "Faint King Simulator" and can't help himself. He drinks the halfling's wine one mouthful at a time. The continuous heavy rain outside the tent prevents the hair on Gehrman's body from drying, and he lets out a disgusting cry. It smells bad, but it doesn’t even bother to clean it up..
Curses came from the tent, but there were no guards standing guard at the door..
The more than two hundred loyal servants of the Bone-gnawing King will be as drunk as them. Even the craziest and most determined jackals are already desperate in this dead situation..
“boom”
Weird lightning tore through the storm in the sky, and the sudden loud noise caused the skull wine glass in Gehrman's hand to fall to the ground..
But it doesn't realize it.
The drunken eyes looked at the flickering jasper light outside the tent, and the instinct from the golden strongman told it that something weird was happening.
A few minutes later, Gehrman jumped up. The drunken waste look no longer appeared on his face. Instead, he grabbed the hunting warhammer he had thrown into the pile of wine bottles. It looked at the surrounding people in front of it with an ecstatic attitude. The catastrophic climate in the warring areas is rapidly weakening.
The evil spells of the Dagon murlocs have been cracked, and the restrictions on the fighting area have been opened. The murlocs will definitely not be able to tear up their own storm with nothing to do. In other words, the reinforcements from the short-handed marshal are coming.！
The final battle between the chaotic monsters and the civilized camp is about to break out, and the opportunity he has been waiting for finally appears in front of him..
Ah, this damn wonderful fate, I finally took pity on my poor self..
“Bang”
The Bone-gnawing King, who rushed out of the tent and stepped into the mud, kicked open the wooden door of the tent next to him. He suddenly became angry when he saw the jackal guards lying around inside..
“asshole! I’m asking you to pretend, but I’m not asking you to really lie flat and rotten! Get up! Put on your armor, pick up your weapons, and call your wargs. The time has come to break out.！”
The Bone-gnawing King woke up all the sleeping guards in the tent with punches and kicks, and also provided considerate "wake-up services" to the guards in several other tents in the same manner.”.
Not long after, nearly two hundred bone-gnawing guards with bruises and swollen faces gathered in this muddy field. At this time, the weather had turned into gentle breeze and drizzle, and the lovely sunshine was shining down, allowing a group of bone-gnawing guard jackals to It was as if they were in another world. Some gnolls who were almost driven crazy by the dangerous environment knelt in the mud and embraced the sun with tears on their faces..
Who in the family understands?？
The feeling of being surrounded by a group of chaotic monsters that can transform into people at any time is so damn bad. Compared with the environment here, the days of starvation in the dark mountains become extremely wonderful..
“Chief, the warg didn't respond. I suspect that our warg may have also”
A gnoll barbarian with one ear missing ran over on the mud and told Gehrman Bone-gnawing some terrible news..
But the bone-gnawing king no longer cares about this..
Because it can see with the naked eye several halfling airships flying across the sky, and an armed airship painted in blood red is dropping a rain of iron rain of destruction into the mountains in the distance. The earth can be heard across a mountain. of vibration.
The civilized camp has begun to attack.
There is a new storm blowing around, but this time it does not contain any filth but is mixed with strong sapphire purifying flames. This weird flame tornado is sweeping over the hills that are ravaged by heavy rain. The strange things around are already restless. Get up and start attacking in all directions according to the instinctive reminder of danger..
“That's it now! Don't be a warg, sons, follow me.！”
Gehrman Bone-gnawing narrowed his eyes and roared：
“I will lead you and rush out, but don’t fall behind. You all know what the situation is now. If someone falls behind, don’t blame me for leaving you behind. If you are separated, don’t worry. Those who can escape should head towards the ruins of the Brass Fortress. run away.
I left an old and weak army there, but it's really not possible
Just surrender to the people in the civilized camp.！”
“surrender？”
The jackals around were all stupid..
They never thought that this shameful word could actually be uttered by their chief. Chief Gehrman, who claims to be the most orthodox descendant of the King of Bone Grinders, has never been able to hear this word, but now he took the initiative to say it..
“Yes, surrender.”
Gehrman Bonegnat had its own plan. While it led its loyalists to break out on the smelly mud, it explained:：
“Remember those scouts our soldiers captured before they went crazy? I interrogated them, and they said that the Whiptail Clan and the Broken Fang Clan supported a guy called the Wise Wolf to reorganize our population in the Dark Mountains, and they were recognized by the civilized camp because those guys participated in the counterattack against the Lord of the Hunt. to be neutral.
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