Warhammer

However, Rhine and Hart were moving farther and farther away. The young man was hesitating and hesitated in the spot. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stopped thinking about the washerwoman's two magnificent breasts, and chased after Hart and the others.

Chapter 19: Military Discussion

The soldiers raised their crossed halberds and shouted.

Rhine nodded to them, opened the tent and walked in.

Many people have been waiting in the tent for a long time.

A shirtless hunter officer with a bandaged arm stood up angrily when he saw Rhine, "Master Julius, because you gave an order without the permission of the Empire, my men suffered heavy losses."

"This matter will be approved by His Majesty and the Imperial Center. I promise you that I will discuss the issue of pensions with you in person later, Lord Burns."

Rhine walked up to the hunter officer and comforted him sincerely, bending slightly and carefully helping the latter sit down.

This action worked. At least the hunter officer was temporarily appeased. Rhine looked at the other people in the tent. It seemed that no one had any objections, at least they would not show it on their face.

Rhine Heinrich Julius, whether it is the man's surname or first name, symbolizes prestige in this army.

Justinian, the third emperor since the Great War and the only emperor after Karl to become Sigmar's Chosen, uttered the famous words at the critical moment of the Fourth Battle of Blackfire Pass:

"Julius, the whole world wants to know where my Julius is!"

From then on, Julius's surname was closely tied to the army.

Karl Julius, the founder of the Julius family, descended from the sky on a vulture at the critical moment and blocked the fatal axe of Gogo Mago, the most powerful greenskin warlord since Ironhide, for Emperor Justinian. And his son Brutti Julius led the encircling detachment to arrive in time and rushed to the rear of the greenskins, completely achieving the victory of the human-dwarf coalition against the largest waaaaagh in the Old World after this great battle.

Since then, there has been a surname among the nobility of the empire that is too dazzling to be ignored.

"Sir Rhine, regarding this operation...are you sure there won't be any accidents?" Several officers looked at each other for a while. A young man couldn't help it and stepped forward first to ask the man who was standing silently in the first place observing the sand table.

Rhine did not answer in a hurry. Instead, he stared at the sand table with a frown and thought. Suddenly, he picked up a short stick and adjusted the positions of several chess pieces.

"In this world, accidents are inevitable at any time. Great wars are full of accidents, and so is Justinian's great conquest campaign." He breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Soldiers, as the sword and shield of the empire, must always be prepared to deal with and overcome accidents."

"You know, I don't mean..." The officer gritted his teeth and continued.

"Then what do you mean!"

Rhine slammed the sand table hard and glared at the officer.

"Scott! Have you been so indulgent in Barto that you are so weak that you can't even communicate clearly with your superiors?"

He bent down, picked up the fallen chess piece, and stared at the dumbfounded young officer with a squint.

"I'm sorry, my lord."

The room seemed a bit stuffy. The officer was sweating profusely. He kept raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, standing there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"My lord, Scott meant... should our troops try to avoid any accidents that may affect the completion of the Emperor's mission when they arrive at Margarita?" An older colleague had no choice but to stand up and explain in a low voice, "What I mean is, some things can be avoided, or wait until the Emperor's will is completed? After all, the will of the empire is the top priority."

Rhine clapped his hands, walked up to the young officer, brushed his collar for him, sniffed slightly closer, and frowned, saying, "It smells like soapy water. Stop hanging out with those Batto women. I don't want to be followed by a few women with illegitimate children when I return to Altdorf."

"Greta will definitely complain to my family that I didn't manage her fiancé well."

Scott nodded quickly, tapped his boots, and saluted.

"Learn more from Burford and don't panic over small things. This is not what a soldier should do." Rhine ordered again, and the latter nodded quickly and said yes.

He looked at the older officer, Burford, nodded slightly, and walked back to the front.

"Regarding this matter...I have already received authorization from His Majesty, and His Majesty Altdorf has personally granted me the full command of this force."

He looked to the side and saw Will taking out a plate from the cabinet that was decorated with a bundle of sticks and gold and red tassels.

Rhine held up the baton with both hands and held it in front of him to show everyone. Everyone in the tent bowed their heads in salute, and the bandaged hunter general also stood up to show his respect.

"I have received His Majesty's oral instructions and authorization warrant for the 'extra action' in Estalia. I thought this was not a very complicated matter, but I feel that you lack trust in me..." The officers quickly stood up to express their apologies to the commander.

"So I have to make public this warrant which should not have been announced with much fanfare."

He looked around, taking in everyone's expressions, and waved his hand.

......

"I really don't understand. If he had the authorization from His Majesty, why didn't he take it out earlier?" Will followed behind Old Hart, complaining constantly, while looking around, trying to find the figure of the laundry village girl.

"So this is the difference between you and Rhine."

Old Hart sighed, patted Will on the shoulder, and changed direction, motioning the young man to follow.

"what?"

Will took one last look and followed reluctantly.

"The staff officers are questioning his orders. Isn't this a blow to his command authority?" The young man said unconvinced. "If it had been made public earlier, this wouldn't have happened."

"So I have taught you many times: Don't just remember what is in the textbooks. The old antiques in the Altdorf Military Academy may teach you how to fight on the sand table and paper, but they can't make you a real general!"

"Strictly speaking, the matter of Celestine is a private matter of the Julius family. His Majesty is willing to grant authorization because of Rhine's achievements and his respect for Julius, but the staff officers are from Rick's personal guards! Their first concern is to complete the emperor's mission, and then the commander's order. Do you understand?"

"Rhine publicly authorized it from the beginning, so the staff officers will naturally not object. But if the situation is not favorable to the mission, dissatisfaction will grow and become more serious. And what about Rhine, what other cards can we play?" Old Hart sighed, subconsciously reached out and touched nothing, then he remembered that the pipe had been put away, so he rubbed his hands helplessly.

"After we return to Altdorf, this incident may be used by our enemies to accuse Julius of using the imperial army privately and causing losses. The emperor will also be dissatisfied with us."

"But this has nothing to do with him..." Will wanted to refute, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind and he closed his mouth and thought.

"Get the job done first, so that the staff will worry, be dissatisfied, and take the initiative. Then announce His Majesty's authorization, and the staff will certainly obey. And out of the moral and psychological disadvantage of questioning their superiors, since they are all orders from the emperor, Rhine requires that the immediate task be completed first, and they will naturally do their best."

Old Hart patted Will on the shoulder and said, "The most terrible weaknesses of young people are arrogance and jealousy. Don't worry. Old Hart was also your age. I know exactly what young people think. Only by overcoming them can you grow faster. Isn't this the reason why you followed us out?"

"The credit for Rhine's success in reaching the current level is due to himself, not the help of the Julius family. If you can achieve his results before the age of thirty, that would be great, Will."

"You've got plenty of time, young man. Don't worry."

He left alone, while Will, who was standing there, blushed after realizing what had happened. However, he was still indignant about what Old Hart had said, so he lightly kicked the box on the ground and left in a bad mood.

Neither of them noticed that the cloaked wood elf was leaning against a tree not far from them. She was playing with a scimitar in her hand and looking at Will's back with a playful smile.

In the sky, a three-eyed crow with long blue-gold tail feathers flew by. It overlooked the camp on the ground, made "prophecy" and "prophecy" sounds, and flew towards the north.

The wood elf seemed to sense something and looked up, only to find a gloomy sky covered with dark clouds.

She stood up and walked out of the camp.

On the other side, Will was still silently looking for the laundry girl he had glimpsed before. The pair of plump breasts swayed in his heart, lingering.

Then I thought that the village girl might have already gone back with her clothes...or even worse, if she was a prostitute who looked simple but was actually very loose, she might have been enjoying herself under the two soldiers, with her plump breasts being grabbed and sucked by the soldiers' rough hands.

Or maybe she already has a husband, and when she returns home at this time, the sweaty man who has been busy in the fields will hold her down, strip her clothes, throw her on the bed, and do that to her.

Will's crotch felt swollen at the thought of this, and he couldn't help but adjust it quietly and pulled down his shirt to cover it.

The long search finally turned into aimless wandering, the sky became gloomy, and Will's mind was in a mess. When he passed a small tent of prostitutes, he was stopped by a woman. He turned his head and saw a pair of particularly plump things, almost like those of a village girl.

It was getting dark and he had no mood to wander around. He stuffed a handful of coins into the woman's arms and went into the tent. The woman outside hurriedly followed him in and closed the tent. After a while, Will came out again.

The smell inside was a bit unpleasant, and he was already in a bad mood. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he had a few words with the woman and took her to his tent.

Chapter 20: In a Dream

"So what are we now..."

"Shh, don't talk."

Al was held in the centaur's arms like a large pillow. She stood with her head down and eyes closed, rubbing against him from time to time. Al almost thought she was asleep every time.

"I can't sleep like this."

The woman horse then found two large animal skins, threw them together, and lay on the ground with her arms around Al.

Being held in the woman's strong arms, with two breasts pressing on his head, Al felt it was difficult to breathe.

Why did things become like this?

Al was puzzled and gradually fell into deep thought.

【Are you there】

Familiar...

"Not here! Get out!"

The curse came out of his mouth almost instinctively, and Al's eyes flashed, and before he could react, he was in a foreign land.

The so-called:

The purple air floated over thirty thousand miles, and the spirit race fell five thousand years ago.

Said again:

The Prince of Darkness lives here, and all the world's joys and sins are tasted here.

The world was turned upside down. Al looked around but couldn't tell up from down, left from right. He looked up and down, and all he saw was the colorful sky.

There were densely packed shining stars. Looking closely, countless stars suddenly turned into countless eyes, blinking and staring at Al silently.

This silent gaze brought great pressure to the boy, and he almost fell to the ground. A shining, brilliant road that seemed to extend infinitely into the darkness appeared under his feet.

[Come here]

The voice said provocatively, and this time it was not only in his ears, the whole world and even the starry sky seemed to be echoing with the mocking voice. The stars hanging in the sky seemed to be trembling with their eyes, as if responding to the mockery.

Ai'er mustered up his courage and walked forward. When he took the first step, countless stars made countless different sounds:

Men and women, old and young, ordinary smooth humans, proud and elegant elves, heavy and impatient dwarves, Aurora elegant people, Skaven yesyes, greenskin waaaagh...

"They're laughing at me!"

Such a thought flashed through Al's mind.

"How dare they laugh at me!"

He took a few steps forward angrily, shouting and swearing loudly, using all the words he had learned in his life. Dirty words and dirty metaphors that he could not imagine even if he racked his brains came out of his mouth like bullets, and the mocking stars were all stunned by this violent attack.

This pause gave Al unparalleled pride and confidence, and he strode forward, speaking sweet words.

Then, the style of the stars changed. They praised Ai'er, respected Ai'er, and used all their flattering words.

Al ignored it and continued walking forward. The darkness dissipated and the scene in front of him changed.

Altdorf Triumphal Arch.

The human who was as majestic as an emperor praised Ai'er in a deep male voice as the protector of mankind and the savior of the empire, and asked him to accept the title of "Supreme One" offered by all the men and women in the empire, and to have "absolute privileges". Every man and woman in the empire, even outside the empire, had the obligation and responsibility to meet all the requirements of "Supreme One Ai'er", whether it was visiting the bride or the groom on the wedding night, everyone had to obey, and everyone was willing, and the empire became a "servant country" exclusively for Ai'er;

With every word spoken by the emperor-like man, countless scenes of utmost honor emerged in front of Al's eyes. Countless churches tore down the statues of Sigmar and replaced them with the face of young Al. Countless nuns chanted Al's divine name in prayer during the day and masturbated while chanting his name at night, and prayed for the favor of the Supreme Being in their dreams... Al took another step forward.

A magnificent and huge sea gate and a magnificent elf city that looked like a dream castle appeared before my eyes.

This time, the proud elves finally bowed their heads to the "Supreme One". The Phoenix King personally welcomed Aiur to the throne of Lothern, with the blazing fire of Asuryan behind him. The Everqueen, her maids and the Guards of Avalon dressed in their best attire, marching towards the palace in wedding decorations. Under the throne, they respectfully paid homage to the Supreme Aiur, and requested the Everqueen and her court to collectively marry Aiur as their wives and servants, to make him the Eternal King of the Elves, forever!

The Eternal Queen, dressed in her best clothes, couldn't even cover her pair of plump breasts. El had never seen such perfectly shaped breasts. Her beautiful face was filled with the dignity of a king, the sacredness of a priest, and the charm of a wife to her husband. She was the woman in all men's hearts! She was the most beautiful woman in the world!

She knelt at Al's feet, weeping and begging for mercy.

The high elves gave Aiur the title of "The Most Holy", and now he is "The Most Holy and Most Exalted Aiur".

Next came the dwarves. Dwarf women might not conform to the aesthetics of the El, but their craftsmanship and dedication were definitely fresh in the El's memory. They carved and created countless statues and murals of El on the Eight Peaks Mountain that had returned to the dwarves, as well as on countless mountains and fortresses that had been recovered after their fall. Overlooking the endless mountains from the air, countless fortresses, strongholds, and castles stretched out in an endless stream, forming a huge, super-giant El face imprinted on the surface of the earth.

Countless dwarves held up torches and wine glasses, declaring that the era of hatred had ended because of "the Most High God Aiur" (different from the elves). From now on, all dwarves would drink in the name of Aiur, and all kings and clan leaders voluntarily abdicated, dedicating all honor and power to their "King of Kings Aiur".

......

Al passed through the fog and saw something that made him tremble.

A huge dragon with sacred majesty, distinct scales and claws, and a ferocious look.

She lowered her head and looked down at El. Suddenly, there was lightning, thunder, and strong winds. The dragon circled in the air and then rushed down and landed in front of El.

An oriental woman with a beautiful face and dignified temperament, with dragon horns on her head and wearing a long robe. The scene of her transforming from a dragon into a human makes her look ethereal and fairy-like.

She stood in front of Al, about the same height as a woman horse, and Al could barely reach her lower abdomen.

"I am Princess Nan Gao, the Lord of the Fierce Wind, the Commander-in-Chief of the Northern Provinces, the daughter of the Dragon Emperor, and the Wonderful Shadow of the Fierce Dragon."

She introduced herself to Al:

"I obey the name of Dragon Emperor and Moon Queen, and accept the request of the common people. I will use Nan Gao as my Qinglu, and you and I will become one family."

Biaolong took a step forward, gently took Al's hand, and gently held it in his palm. This action made the boy's eyes flicker and he felt a little shy.

"I will always be your wife and will never betray you, and you will always be my husband and will never betray me."

She leaned down and kissed the boy on the face.