Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

The deeper they go into Shanyan Town, the followers of the evil god who surround them from all directions and seem to be invincible make it more difficult for Ye Jiangming and his soldiers to fight.

Ye Jiangming, whose whole body has been transformed by Taoism and technology, can still smoke the combat accelerant lit in his mouth while rushing around his troops at lightning speed, using the mantis knives ejected from his arms to attack those under his command. Young guys wearing "Pingshen" mechanical exoskeletons fight for the opportunity to shoot.

However, this set of mechanical exoskeletons is completely "passive" (no built-in energy) except for the "Fixless Golden Bell" Taoist talisman drawn on it. In other words, the soldiers are equivalent to using their own physical strength all the time. It supports this combat suit, which weighs nearly 50kg with weapons, grenades and other accessories.

Although their safety has indeed been guaranteed, in high-intensity battles, the rapid consumption of physical strength still makes these warriors whose will is firmer than steel appear to have some oversights.

When a soldier was killing a Slaanesh disciple who fell to the ground, a Khorne disciple with deformed and bloated muscles suddenly rushed out of the wall beside him!The eyes filled with bloodthirsty eyes were staring straight at the powerful kinetic energy rifle in the soldier's hand that looked like it could help him "blood sacrifice to the blood god". He immediately reached out and grabbed the butt and barrel of the gun, trying to snatch it away. !

The soldier reacted very quickly. Instead of pulling back his gun, he followed the pull of the Khorne believer and slammed the gun body against the heretic's nose.

If a normal person were to receive such a blow to this nerve-rich area, they would be dizzy on the spot, have broken nose bones, and have nosebleeds. Due to a series of human body instinct chain reactions, they would choose to loosen their hands to protect their injured sensitive parts.

But the physical strength of a Khorne disciple obviously cannot be measured by ordinary people. Not only did he not even shake his body after being hit on the nose, but he directly hit the soldier's steel faceplate with a headbutt and dented it. He fainted and died on the spot.

The Khorne believer laughed, clumsily imitating the soldiers around him, and inserted his finger as thick as a carrot into the trigger hole. The black and cold muzzle was already aimed at the chest of the fallen soldier.

The power of the powerful rifle cannot be resisted by the Kevlar armor plate of the mechanical exoskeleton!

(Note: In the 20s, my country had already begun to import Kevlar materials.)

"Zhang Wanli!"

Seeing that his soldiers were in an extremely dangerous situation, Ye Jiangming shouted the soldiers' names 20 meters away, and the rectangular knife box on his back was placed on his shoulders driven by a robotic arm.

In a series of low mechanical linkage sounds, the knife box engraved with chi patterns on its surface expanded slightly, and a long and narrow blade popped out from it. Driven by the electromagnetic field generated by the Five Thunder Curse, it shot straight into the head of the Khorne believer.

Almost at the same time that the heretic leaned back because his head was pierced by the blade, an arrow as thick as a spear came through the air and hit his chest, and the terrifying kinetic energy contained in it "smashed" his upper body. Fly out.

Ye Jiangming flew in like the wind, reached out and pulled out the "Destruction Silent" type high-frequency vibrating knife in the brains of the Khorne believers, held it upside down in his hand and looked towards the direction of the arrow.

Under the rising moon, I saw a tall and strong woman squatting on the roof of the house like a cheetah. In her thick and muscular arms, she was holding a card that was more than two meters high and made of some kind of lime-gray material. A huge bow, and her long gilded hair and slender ears already showed her identity - an elf!

She looked at Ye Jiangming with her determined eyes, nodded in recognition, turned over and left, continuing to look for the next target.

Under the bright moonlight, there were dozens of elves like her dancing on the roof. They were the most elite warriors borrowed from the elves by the dwarf warrior Jin Pei based on his life-long friendship with the elf prince. —Dragon hunting archer!

The giant bows in the hands of these elves are specially designed to resist the giant dragons that often raid their homeland (the golden forest in southern England) and snatch the branches of trees that are more dazzling than gold to build their nests.The thick bow arms were enough to allow them to penetrate the dragon's astonishingly thick scales hundreds of meters away, so that when they faced these "weak" followers of the evil god, they only had to flick the bowstring with their fingers and shoot arrows. It’s enough for them to say goodbye to their upper bodies.

It is precisely in order to draw this unimaginably huge bow that every dragon-hunting archer must spend a lot of time training his body to be completely different from those thin and similar people who can only draw "light" bows with a draw force of hundreds of pounds. differentiate.

Looking at her back as broad as a tank armor, Ye Jiangming gave a thumbs up, which was recognition among soldiers.After waking up the fallen soldiers with first-aid bullets, he rushed into the place where the gunshots were most intensive holding a high-frequency concussion knife.

With one sword, the five Slaanesh followers who flew towards him were chopped into pieces. Ohm's front suddenly became empty, and there was no longer any standing and moving heretic.

Looking back, it turned out that he had cut through the mountain edge from front to back, leaving a wide passage of flesh and blood behind him, covered with various broken limbs and squirming internal organs.

Aurors and wizards were now expanding and clearing up both sides along his killing route, using their bolt guns to kill every surviving cultist of the evil god on the spot.

Even the dark berserker armor on Ohm's body was soaked red with the blood of the heretic at this moment.

At this moment, the overall situation is settled.

Thanks to the local people's tenacious resistance to Chaos, time was bought for the arrival of support from Hogwarts, the foreign aid delegation, and the elves.Now the Chaos believers in Shanyan Town have been almost completely wiped out, and the survivors have been gathered together. They need to be isolated in place for a period of time before they can return to normal life.

The next step is to prepare for the counterattack on Gushan.

Ohm, with the blood on his armor still wet, found the dwarf king Grak who was holding a barrel and drinking heavily because of the joy of victory: "Mr. Stone Heel, I'm afraid it's not the time to celebrate yet. We are not just here for Shanyan Town this time." It comes from the chaotic changes, and the undead crawling out of the mountain are our biggest enemies."

"Bold!"

Before the dwarf king could speak, one of his guards stood up and pointed at Ohm's nose and cursed: "You despicable werewolf, not only did you not kneel down and kowtow when you saw His Majesty the King, you even dared to call His Majesty his sacred last name. ?! Kneel down and apologize immediately, or else——"

The psychic pressure crashed down like a tsunami, directly pressing the king's bodyguard, who was as thick as a barrel, to the ground, and almost suppressed his internal organs until they spurted out from all the openings in his body.

"Speak, sir..." He lit a stick of combat accelerant and bent down his strong body like an iron tower. He turned his head and stared at the dwarf who was struggling in vain on the ground with his wolf eyes that were more white than black. "Child Don't interrupt."

The massacre of hundreds of followers of the evil god made Ohm feel relieved, but it also silently accumulated a strong evil spirit, which penetrated deeply into the mind of the dwarf like a steel cone, making his hands and feet cold and covered with chicken skin. Pimples appeared instinctively.

"Dear Sir, please forgive my men for being rude." Seeing that his bodyguard was so indifferent, Gluck, as the king, threw away the empty whiskey barrel in his hand, stood up from the remaining bricks and rubble, and said sincerely To smooth things over, "Of course I have not forgotten the culprit who forced us to leave our homeland. We, the dwarves, are willing to guide you and your army to every tunnel in the Lonely Mountain!"