Chapter 144: Human Plea for Aid

Those two Reik Knights breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Sinuoli decide to send troops to support them; just moments ago, they had been worried that the High Prince before them would pull a Book of Grudges from his pocket, and while reciting the articles regarding Dieter IV's betrayal, use the Warhammer in his hand to crack their skulls open.

However, their worries were superfluous; after all, having experienced a transmigration, Sinuoli himself merely regarded Dieter IV as a standard traitor.

But Sinuoli was the most prominent Dwarf at the moment, and in the eyes of all Imperial personnel connected to Dwarfs who understood Sinuoli's story, he was undoubtedly the greatest victim of Dieter IV's betrayal.

Just this daytime, upon hearing that the visitor was Prince Sinuoli, Viscount Tangmusen had brought out his full complement of Reik foot knights and greatswordsmen to welcome him; such a display made Sinuoli mistakenly believe it was out of respect for him, though he did not know that this respect was of a different nature.

In Viscount Tangmusen's own view, Sinuoli was likely an extremely conservative and stubborn fellow; if he were to command such an armed convoy and wish to first take Helmgart to collect a bit of interest, it was entirely possible.

Sinuoli did not know what these Humans were thinking; he was currently reorganizing his own troops. The convoy's guards had finally arrived at a large settlement and had almost all gone to the taverns to relax; facing a sudden attack, their reaction was not swift.

"Lead the way! We will go save your city lord first!" Sinuoli looked at his somewhat unsteady subordinates and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, shouting at the two Humans.

The two Reik Knights' warhorses had also received their fair share of attention from the Skaven's stone-throwers, and because of the mad dash along the way, their stamina was significantly depleted, so the two knights simply walked alongside the Dwarfs.

"Please, Lon-, no, Prince, we go this way!"

Sinuoli looked at these two Reik Knights who were stuttering a bit and shook his head inwardly; in his view, this was because the current source of troops was still limited to the Reikland region, far from the later glory of gathering the Empire's talents in one room.

This was what caused these two knights to fail to display the quality of "naturally forming the core of a battle line, inspiring ordinary soldiers, and letting them know the Empire's blessing is with them."

But in fact, he had guessed wrong; the reason these two knights performed poorly was mainly because of the pressure from Sinuoli himself. Sinuoli's repeatedly embellished story had spread even in Bretonnia, where there were few Dwarfs, let alone in the Human Empire, which was filled with Dwarfs everywhere.

Standing beside a guy who, according to rumors, was brave enough to fight three hundred rounds against a Greenskin Warlord who could level his own country's capital and run amok, causing chaos at will, was already stressful enough.

What was even more terrifying was that this tough guy also held a deep grudge against their liege's liege; not only that, he was also likely to seek revenge for the slightest grievance—the old man's nickname was the Grudge-Bearer, so how much better could the son be?

Sinuoli had no time to care about the two knights' thoughts; he was fretting over the thinness of the forces at his disposal.

The Human adventurers hired by the convoy had not entered the Dwarf settlement, and because the settlement was already short on able-bodied men, basic defensive forces needed to be left behind to protect themselves during the rat swarm's attack, which resulted in the local Dwarfs Sinuoli obtained being only a few Musketeers of symbolic significance.

The troops he possessed now were far fewer than before Karak-Azgalaz, so he decided not to play any fancy tricks like splitting forces or reserves, and instead had the entire army escort the Artillery directly toward the temple located in the city center.

Turning the corner in front of the settlement, Sinuoli saw a pile of Skaven besieging a tavern, led by a Skaven Warlord; Sinuoli made this judgment based on his combat experience in Karak-Varn and the equipment on that guy, which was clearly superior to its peers.

"Beard-thing! Die, die!" This Skaven Warlord was clearly not surprised by the arrival of Sinuoli's party; perhaps its original mission was to obstruct the Dwarfs from reinforcing, and attacking the tavern was just a whim.

"Charge! Smash these rats for me! Send them to be reincarnated into a good life in their next one!" Sinuoli began to curse; he discovered that the group of Skaven before him was still the same old thing, just a rabble.

Although he shouted loudly, Sinuoli was still very cautious; he did not ride his small sheep, but huddled under the heavy protection of the Anvil Guard's shield wall. Many commands were also relayed on his behalf by Qiangsen-Jian Dun.

Clearly, the Skaven leader had underestimated the elite level of this batch of Dwarfs. Although it had made some targeted arrangements for the characteristics of Dwarf troops.

It had equipped the Slave Rats and Clan Rats with long weapons to fight for a little more offensive space, and provided the front-row Skaven with tattered Shields in hopes of blocking a bit of the Dwarfs' ranged firepower.

If it had been the temporarily conscripted Dwarf warriors in the settlement who came, these might have had some effect, as even if the Dwarf race's talent was good, clansmen long engaged in daily production would find it difficult to fully utilize it.

But the troop of Dwarfs the rat-spawn were facing now was different; they were all battle-hardened professional soldiers, and their equipment was also relatively more complete and refined.

The defensive line the Skaven had built up with mere numbers was broken through by Snuori like dry wood snapping.

The Anvil Guard did not need to dodge at all; they pressed forward directly against the rats with their Shields, and those rusted spears could not even leave a white mark on the Meteorite Iron Armor, while even the moth-eaten, broken wooden shafts were snapped by the strong clansmen.

Facing the dense Firearm fire and the sharp Battle Axe in the Dwarfs' hands, these rat-spawn's wooden Shields could hardly play any role at all, being slashed into two sections along with their bodies.

In almost the blink of an eye, Sinuoli's team had broken through three or four rows of the Skaven formation; such a defensive failure made the rat-spawn start to stir, preparing to turn tail and run.

That Skaven Warlord was also stunned; it felt its "die, die!" shouting still lingering in its ears, and now it looked like it was about to die.

"Vermin, vermin! Hold the line for me! If you run, the Seer, the Seer will make you pay!" It had no choice but to bite the bullet and bring its Stormvermin guard up to meet them.

As the Skaven Warlord joined the battlefield, brandishing a Warpstone Warblade that glowed with green light, Sinuoli's troops finally felt a hint of resistance.

Although very reluctantly, these Skaven elites were finally able to parry a few more moves and take a few more hits.

Sinuoli calculated the size of Helmgart; the Dwarf settlement was in the southwest corner of the city, and by the time he rushed from here to the central temple, his Rune should be cooled down.

"Earth! Unleash your fury!" Sinuoli decisively struck the Rune of Wrath and Ruin.

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