Warhammer

But because of......

Understanding of his enemy, that special greenskin, that special warlord!

Before the troops arrived, they sent messengers to persuade a human city to surrender, so that it could use them to attack them; they contacted many parties to launch a blitz attack on the Kingdom of Estalia, and laid siege for a long time just to force the capital of a country to surrender, using its manpower to severely damage the morale of all the Estalia people; with a large army at hand and a huge advantage, they did not rush over directly, but instead planned to open up the Pina Forest route first, and planned to attack from multiple fronts to wipe out the north in one fell swoop...

The greenskin who does the above things is definitely not a normal one. He rushes forward mindlessly. I think the more direct the greenskin is, the more powerful he is.

Al more or less understood the intelligence that the greenskins' heavy troops were gathering in Marus. After all, with the entire city of Viling emptied out and close to inland Pina, which was risky and had nothing to use, the only suitable location as a base for the advance to the north was the seaport city of Marus. Otherwise, it would be a big problem to feed and transport 200,000 troops by land.

Only the Tyrells have already gained control of the sea. In the southern waters, there is only the Tyrells. However, the Tyrells are also being attacked now and cannot spare any effort to threaten the greenskins' control of the sea for the time being. The sea route is more efficient and safer.

When nearly a quarter of the 50,000-strong vanguard force was defeated and they didn't even have much in-depth information about the enemy, the big warlord would definitely not be angry and immediately mobilize troops to fight again like Emperor Yang of Sui. Instead, he was able to collect and use the power of the Estalia people for his own use. It was obvious at first glance that they were a rare and powerful enemy among humans.

The total time it took Emperor Yang of Sui to launch three expeditions to Goguryeo was three years. Given that the green-skinned army had just been defeated, it would take at least ten days to half a month to re-enlist them, and this was still a conservative estimate.

According to his current understanding, the green-skinned warlord is definitely not like this kind of reckless flat-headed man who would rush in without thinking and drive a car when encountering an enemy.

It took more than a week for the troops to be stationed outside Pina before the full-scale invasion. This shows that the other side has a cautious character and is unlikely to go all in after losing one game.

Of course, considering that this is a fantasy world after all, there is no guarantee that the army will rush into the forest in a rage, so Al still made arrangements:

Scouts and sentries were set up all over the place to monitor the overall situation, and people were sent to repair sacred forests to strengthen defenses in preparation for the next possible battle.

This is the worst case.

Misha did not object anymore. She also agreed that through this grand celebration, the morale of everyone could be boosted and the refugees' sense of belonging to the tribe could be deepened. Since Al had made up his mind, she could just carry it out.

The affairs of the Sacred Forest were almost dealt with. Misha had already made most of the arrangements for military affairs. As for the rest, Aiel planned to leave his second son, Kael'thas, here to guard the place. The wise and resourceful third son could also handle these affairs with ease.

After two days of rest, as the situation was almost the same, Al decided to go home.

When we came here, we used the underground veins to transport us across thousands of miles, so when we leave, we naturally have to use this quick method to avoid wasting time on the journey.

Of course, ground teleportation cannot be used unlimitedly. There is a cooling time if used frequently within a certain range. However, the so-called cooling time is just El's simple understanding of this. In fact, it should be more like a situation where the "magic wind" or "power of the earth" of a place is consumed too much, and it takes time or a ceremony to speed up recovery.

Leaving some soldiers to guard the place, Al led the main force just like when they came, crossing the huge vortex of green light, and in an instant traveled thousands of miles to return to the tribal headquarters.

"Just do it."

Al stood on tiptoe and touched his eldest daughter's horn. Misha lowered her head meekly to allow her young father to have a better contact.

"Don't be too anxious, take your time, and spend more time on overall arrangements and scheduling so that everyone can participate."

The boy stood on tiptoe and patted his eldest daughter's arm. He said excitedly: "This glorious victory belongs to me and you. It belongs to the tribe and the entire southern world who are fighting against the green-skin invasion!"

Faced with her little father who suddenly became excited, Misha was the same as the Centaur Girl.

Already used to it.

It was clearly ambitious to rise in the Greenskin War and annex the human kingdom...

Of course, Niuniu had no intention of disrespecting her young father. She silently accepted the order and left. Then Al...

Al is back home naturally!

He rushed back to the palace. The centaur mother knew that her adopted son did not follow her idea and patrolled the tribe with her guards.

Chapter 175: I will always love my wife.jpg (3rd update)

Al spread the wife's legs, tapped her flower house lightly with his spear, and rubbed it on the warm and moist pubic mound. Soon, the wife's body, which had been thoroughly mastered by the boy inside and out, was ready to welcome him. The lubricating flower dew was continuously secreted, slowly coating the front end of the boy's spear with a layer of crystal.

The wife's body had begun to respond to his actions. The pink lust was clearly visible on her fair and plump body. Al held his wife's fleshy thighs with one hand and rubbed her breasts with the other hand. The wife's throat also began to emit a low moan, which was the first bass of a grand symphony.

No matter how many times he had experienced this, his wife's body always fascinated Al. He could no longer bear it, and with a little force, he pushed the tip of his spear into the crevice, parting the pubic mound.

"Hmm..." The lady's body trembled. She bit her red lips and looked towards the dome of the palace with a dazed look.

Al's spearhead had already entered, but for fun he did not take the next step, but asked mischievously: "Is it okay?"

"Let me in?"

As the boy spoke these nasty words, he rotated and rubbed the spear against the lady's vagina, causing the lady to moan even louder.

“Yes…yes.”

Mrs. panted and whispered a quick answer to Al's prank.

They could barely be considered half an old married couple, and the wife had completely adapted to Al's sometimes bad temper, especially his love of making trouble for others.

It's just because of her personality, she is still shy and timid most of the time, but she still can't refuse the boy's request.

"What?" Al obviously didn't intend to let his wife go like this. The boy retracted the spear, left the greenhouse, leaned forward, and half of his body pressed on his wife's body. The spear was pressed against their lower abdomens, making his wife feel the huge hardness and heat in a trance. She thought Al had completely entered.

"I didn't hear that clearly."

Al couldn't help but reveal a sly smile on his face which was pretending to be doubtful. It was obvious that he had suffered a great loss at the hands of the Centaur girl, so when he came back, the first thing he did was to seek confidence from his gentle wife who always responded to his requests. It felt really good.

The wife blushed and looked down, looking at Al who was pressing on her and trying to get something from those big breasts. She said in a trembling voice, "Yes, yes."

The boy's invasion had already moved from the breasts to the wife's round bare shoulders. His lips kissed the woman's collarbone, and then gradually moved upwards, licking her smooth chin with his tongue.

The wife's body felt like it was being electrocuted. She pushed her thighs inward, but they were pressed down by Al's legs and she couldn't clamp them. Her hands naturally rested on the boy's back, and her jade-like fingers kept stroking Al's body. She was already aroused.

"can."

She took a deep breath, exerted her strength, and answered the boy loudly.

Al's response to this was...

"babble!!!!!!"

The wife couldn't help but let out a short high-pitched sound from her throat. Such an inappropriate moan was extremely rare in the past, almost non-existent.

The reason for this, of course, is that Al did not take conventional measures.

"Pleasure Magic: Strong! Strong! Burning! Power!"

The already powerful thing became a complete killing weapon against mortal women when El used the magic of pleasure. With just one sprint, the wife's defense was defeated. Juice and dew were secreted crazily in the slit of flesh. The two hard red cherries on the top of the breast pressed against El's face. He gave up hugging the wife's thighs and pressed the full breasts towards the middle with one hand each, with the boy's face lying between them.

"Please, please...slow down, slow down...I...ah, it's bad, it will break..."

Saliva dripped from the corners of her red lips. The lady looked upwards blankly. The pleasures in her body came in waves, becoming stronger and stronger. The intense stimulation made her unable to think any more. She could only endure everything that Al did to her body.

She had lost her former charm but was still gentle and amiable. Her request made El feel guilty for slightly satisfying his mischievous mentality, and the influence of the magic was weakened, and the union slowly turned into a normal one.

He straightened up and released his wife's breasts. The plump, white breasts trembled and bounced back. The red nipples were wet and covered with the remnants of Al's saliva.

Then Al adopted a less used posture. He brought his wife's legs together, held the ankles of her feet with one hand and pressed forward, and with the other hand, he moved down and attacked his wife's flower room with the movement of a spear.

After all these actions, the wife who had finally recovered her breath was still thrown away. Teased by Al, she only retained the last bit of her dignity. She gasped loudly and moaned, her hands tightly grasping the blanket under them, her red lips opened, and a sobbing sound came out.

The wife's fighting ability is not very strong, but she was gentle and considerate in the past. Like Yang's mother, she always satisfied Al's demands. He was reluctant to ruin his wife, so he was more restrained. They paid more attention to fun and playfulness.

Now, Al first used part of his strength, about half of what he had used against the Holy Knight Claudia, and forced his wife to open the city and surrender on the spot. Of course, without this, his wife would have been defenseless against Al.

Then he increased his strength and invaded the wife, who had not yet recovered from the powerful blow and was still unstable. The spear was like a hateful and savage beast, wreaking havoc in the wife's secret flower room, causing her to be unable to support herself and groan continuously, almost giving up her virginity of the day.

It turned out that she was suddenly attacked by Al. The boy returned to the palace and walked straight into the back hall with a step that showed he didn't recognize any relatives. He saw his wife taking a nap in the main hall. When she heard his footsteps and was about to wake up, she was pinned down by the boy who pounced on his food like a hungry tiger. She had no choice but to obey.

But soon Al realized that he was too impatient and too rough with his wife this time. If it were female warriors like Claudia and the female swordsman Ann, who were thick-skinned and durable, the former would only crave more and greater force, while the latter would only drool and roll her eyes while swearing and cursing.

Anyway, none of them have the same personality as my wife.

As for the others... Al suddenly thought of a new character who had joined his harem not long ago.

The new wife...the second wife...

Damn, I forgot her name.

Al briefly reflected on the fact that he was becoming more and more indulgent in sexual matters. If he continued like this, he would be easily seduced and assassinated by the enemy's charming female assassins, or even the enemy's female generals, female heroes, priestesses, goddesses and the like.

Such a joke! How can this be the appearance of the eternal God's chosen one to rule the world!

It's decided! In the future, I must bring more people with me when I have sex! More participation! Set up restrictions in advance and don't give the female assassin a chance to succeed!

Thinking of the first night with the new wife, the latter had maintained a cold appearance the whole time. Happy Mom also persuaded Al to use the same method on her as he had used on Claudia and the female swordsman, using great force and various tricks to make her burst into tears and confess everything honestly.

But after being rejected by the playful Al, she suddenly remembered that cold and beautiful face, and that elegant demeanor that seemed to be nonchalant about everything, and not like that of an ordinary person. She turned into the charming young woman who was under Al, gasping and moaning.

Being tightly wrapped, enjoying the wife's warm and moist passage, the spear became harder!

The wife also screamed even louder.

Chapter 176: A Day in the Life of Al

In the end, he rammed it hard, and Wu Tao came inside his wife.

Well, maybe several times.

The whole thing was filled up, front and back, with all three holes open. The wife was tossed over and over by Al, who was a little bit horny today and in desperate need of regaining his confidence.

Finally, even the new wife came and joined the battlefield, taking over the position of the exhausted wife, enduring the impact of the boy on her and the pleasure it brought.

Finally, a more elegant and once very common way of saying it is:

Both achieved great harmony in life!

Al fell asleep with his two wives in his arms, one on each side, and no one disturbed them when they woke up at night.

Standing up, the sheep maids brought hot water to help Al wash, and then went to help the ladies. Al changed his clothes and simply trotted barefoot all the way to the front hall.

After fiddling around for most of the day, I remembered that I had to get down to business.

Al felt that he was really wrong. He was being naughty during the day and then wanted to do serious work when the sun went down at night... How could he do this!

Rest at night and get back to work the next day!

I simply handled some official business. In the absence of war, there was actually not a lot to do. As for the tribe's current simple administrative structure, although under the influence of the Four Mothers' faith, it has barely progressed from a tribal society of poisonous vegetables to "tribal theocracy", it can be regarded as a small first-level government reform.

As for laws, regulations and systems, there are no professional talents among the Beastmen, but there are many officials among the Estalia refugees, and there are even some scholars who can be used.

However, these "middle class" and "intellectuals" tend to have a strong belief in the kingdom and Myrmidia and are not particularly reliable. Al can only observe those who are more wavering and easier to win over, and slowly win their true allegiance.

Therefore, Al uses very simple rules:

Those who steal will be whipped, those who kill will be put to death, and those who rape women...will be castrated! They will also have to do labor as slaves!

It is relatively simple and crude, but Al has also taken insurance against it. Cases involving the death of a person must be handed over to the tribal headquarters, which means that the case will be handed over to him (Misha) and the final verdict will be made after he (Misha) makes the final verdict.

In a word, the final right of interpretation belongs to Fistful.

There are other cases, such as: this person was almost starving to death and stole other people's food, or this person's wife was about to be raped and in anger he accidentally beat the thief to death, etc. How to deal with them also gave Al a headache, but for the sake of "law is nothing more than human feelings" and some "excusable" things, these things that cannot be simply solved with a few major points are still left to him (and Misha, Kael'thas) and other heirs to decide.

Then they are collected into a book as precedents and can be used as a reference in the future.

Al planned to wait until he officially began to fight for territory, walked out of the forest, and led his tribe to gain a foothold in human cities before making a major reform, which would include the establishment of laws, regulations and systems.

Before that, it was still a military theocracy and monarchy tribe.

There are about 200,000 people, all of whom are refugees who have lost their homes and have no roots.

With Al's fist being the biggest and most powerful, he can still manage these people, assign tasks, and preach the will to every gathering place.

.........

A few days passed with nothing to do.

Misha's triumphal celebration was almost ready. The tribe was decorated with lights and colors (not really), and the military and civilians were all excited and full of energy, ready to welcome this grand celebration after a long war.

Al sat on the first seat, and his new black-haired wife knelt in front of him, pressing his legs, holding something in her hands and sucking it.

Al looked through today's schedule.

"Another bunch of cases..."

Al was looking through the documents. After the great victory, the morale of the army and civilians was boosted, and their spirits were restored to some extent (mainly the refugees from Estalia). Once this high spirit was suppressed for too long, it would be easy for something to go wrong if it was released.

There were seven or eight murder cases involving more than a dozen people.

The most bizarre one is:

During the difficult period when supplies were scarce, an experienced hunter attacked and killed the camp's supply officer, robbed a batch of food, abducted three women, two of whom were still husbands, and ran away.

They kept fleeing towards the southeast. The camp organized militia to chase them, but they were ambushed and three people were killed, and two were seriously injured and disabled.

Because the hunter ran too fast and the camp was too remote, the wolves and beasts were unable to provide reinforcements in time, and the matter was left unresolved. Who would have thought that a troop that had been chasing the greenskin fleeing soldiers eastward would actually encounter a strange human hunter in a forest in the southeast. Out of curiosity, they forcibly brought the hunter back and searched the camp, where they actually found two human women.

After returning and interrogating him, they found out that the other party was a thief who killed officials, kidnapped innocent people, robbed supplies and ran away.

After asking him the reason, we learned that the hunter had lost confidence in the kingdom's ability to resist the tide of greenskins and continue to survive due to a series of defeats that had continued to humiliate the country for a long time. After entering the forest, he was disappointed with the life here due to the lack of supplies. He thought that if everyone was starving, they would all die when the greenskins attacked, so it would be better to find another way out.

So he killed officials and robbed food, and half bribed and half threatened three women to follow him, taking their luggage and sneaking eastward, toward the Inara Mountains. The hunter had been a mercenary before, and had once received a mission to explore the mountains, so he was familiar with the terrain, so he planned to take the three women to find a safe place to settle down, and if they were lucky they should be able to avoid the war.

They were really lucky. Four people, a hunter with three burdens, managed to run so far, and only one woman died from a poisonous snake bite.