Warhammer

Perhaps the Three-Eyed King Archaon can now hang up and hammer Aiur with his Kingslayer sword, but at the level of life alone, there is no other timeline in which the world is destroyed successfully and he continues to occupy the throne of the Eternal Chosen. Among his Valan Guards, no matter how noble they were or which Chaos Evil God they worshipped before, they will eventually become believers and followers of the Eternal Chosen. This is equivalent to Archaon's counterattack as a part-time manager and his promotion to the board of directors. He cannot be higher than Aiur now.

After all, in addition to being the Eternal Chosen (copycat version), Aiur is also the son of four mothers. He is the one shared by the four greatest dark gods, and perhaps the only "son".

It is not an easy task to give birth to his offspring, at least in terms of the mother's body. Perhaps in El's harem, only his adoptive mother, the Centaur, Alina, has the qualifications.

Even so, it is not something that can be achieved simply by filling social security holes, unless the Four Mothers are willing to bestow their blessings and decree that Al will have an offspring - or his strength is so strong that he ignores the constraints of worldly rules and is willing to risk his own weakening to have an offspring with a certain partner, otherwise Al is destined to be a sea king who can be attacked at will without worrying about his future.

But Al now has many, enough descendants who call him father...

"call......"

El let out a long breath, stood up from the "meat chair" and stood barefoot on the carpet. The two Galazi women, whose faces were covered with liquid, were still concentrating on cleaning the residue on El's lance.

After a busy period, Al let the women rest on their own. He quickly cleaned himself, changed into clothes and robes, and walked out of the room.

After passing a long, dark corridor, Al arrived at the lobby.

From the descendants of Misha and Kael'thas, to the commanding generals of the new human army, to the powerful representatives elected at the conference of the southwestern cities, they were all waiting here.

When Al, who was wearing a robe and not dressed very formally, entered the venue, everyone showed their respect to him in their own way.

The descendants led by Misha and Kael'thas adopted the etiquette of placing one hand on the chest, lowering the head and slightly bowing, while the beastmen and naturalized human officers uniformly used the Sky Eagle salute with their hands crossed on the chest.

The Estalia representatives, on the other hand, were more likely to touch their chests and bow.

At this moment, status, power, prestige, strength, holiness... anyway, all kinds of messy desires were greatly satisfied. A dark desire sprouted in Al's heart, just like the countless times in the past when he felt the pleasure brought by "honor and honor" and "power and strength". It encouraged Al to stay in this satisfying and joyful moment forever, just like ejaculation, forever and ever, and enjoy the ultimate satisfaction.

Behind the mask, Al smiled and spread his hands to everyone, "How is my legion?"

Misha took a step forward. Although the eldest daughter was two heads taller than an ordinary adult human man, she was huge but well-proportioned, like an enlarged bull-horned girl.

But the genuine love and absolute faith and respect she showed to Al in public never changed.

"Everything is ready, father."

Al nodded, then turned his gaze to the military command, the human commanders of the new army.

"One more thing. I want to give a gift to those human warriors who fight for our common cause and great faith."

"The tribe, the Four Mothers Faith, never treats a life differently based on its past or race. We are inclusive, equal, and united."

"I give you the three legions of the new army: the titles of 'Dauntless', 'Storm Troops' and 'Avengers', symbolizing that in the coming war, our revenge on evil and invaders will be as cold and resolute as a storm, and we will move forward fearlessly and without fear."

"I have arranged for people to prepare the flags and emblems, as well as the medals and rewards for the establishment of the legion. You will take over after the meeting."

The human officers erupted in excited cheers so intense that it seemed to blow the roof off their chests. The sound of fanatical loyalty was heard everywhere, causing the representatives from various cities who were mainly just watching to look at each other in bewilderment. Some were excited, some felt the same way, some pretended to be happy, and some were optimistic about the future of the war and rejoiced.

A week after the Southwest Uprising Conference, Ai'er rode a griffin and held a solemn and grand departure ceremony with the legion in the port of Permoz. He reviewed the troops in the main square of Permoz and gave a speech to the civilian allies who came to watch the ceremony.

We swore to send out troops to fight against the invading alliance composed of three evil forces: greenskins, pirates and ratmen. This time, we will go straight to Huanglong and recover the capital. There is honor in death, and no living in humiliation.

From the angry-horned beasts to the human soldiers in the new army, all of them were murderous and aggressive. Even the allies who knew they were on their side were trembling with fear, and they all felt that with such brave men to help them, why should they worry about the instability of the country and the unrest of the people?

The army of flying monsters hovering in the sky blocked out the sky and their roars and cries could be heard in all directions.

The coalition forces, including the vanguard troops and the reservists recruited and surrendered during this period, totaled more than 50,000 people, claiming to be an army of 100,000, and launched the Eastern Expedition, targeting the capital of Estalia.

Margarita.

Chapter 59: Abdication, Strange Fire, and Tolosa

Uflik.

At this time, it has become a military camp where the Elben army is stationed.

Because Tolosa, which is further east and close to Margarita, has become a ruin, this city is the last key city on the Abrano Via, from Permoz to Margarita, that is large enough and complete enough for the coalition forces to station and supply.

Large quantities of supplies and baggage were brought in by conscripted civilians from all over the southwest. As a forward base, Uflik's location was quite important. In order to prevent the enemy from attacking from the sea and occupying the city, Al even tried every means to squeeze out a batch of precious artillery and crossbows from all over the place, and also drew manpower to build artillery positions and strengthen the city's defenses.

Thanks to the fact that Ai'er agreed to the Uflik people's condition of "exemption from military service", the city took the initiative to open its gates and let the coalition vanguard take over the entire city, waiting for Ai'er's army to march into the city.

Including the time for follow-up work, only a week has passed since Al left Bermoz, and there are still more than twenty days left before the "one-month gap" he had prepared for himself.

There was no additional news from the north, and everything was going as planned. The greenskins seemed to be doing as Aiel had expected. They were unable to give up the powerful enemy in front of them that was about to be completely destroyed by them, and they returned to the capital to deal with a group of beastmen who were "making trouble" in the occupied area behind them. It was difficult to be sure whether, in that Waaaaagh, except for the maverick warlord, the other greenskin generals and small bosses had the concept of "territory" in their hearts.

Even if there are any, they are probably mainly concentrated in the poor mountains, bad waters, deserts and dangerous rapids in the bad places, and they don't have any special feelings about the conquered territories.

The greenskins pulled their troops to the city of Bilbarri, but the official siege began five days ago. Sahagun was besieged by an unknown number of enemies. According to intelligence from the front line, the greenskin commander did not seem to intend to spend too much energy on this city which was now of little significance. This was obviously something that only the great warlord could do.

The besieging army set up dozens of greenskin garbage cannons and pirate artillery outside the city, and they just fired shells at the city walls and the city every day. There was no substantial assault, and the defenders in the city found it difficult to break out or attack - Bilbarry had already been at the gates of the city. Even if they succeeded in breaking out, apart from crossing the Thomas River and breaking out to the east under the noses of the greenskin orcs, they could only run southward, hoping to reach the Pina Forest controlled by the tribal allies before the greenskins caught up with them.

As for Bilbarry, the people from the Council of Scholars reported to Ai'er that the greenskins had assembled hundreds of cannons to bombard all day long, and when the offensive was most intense, they launched more than ten attacks a day. Fortunately, Bilbarry was well prepared for this battle, and both the port and the city walls were fully defended. Although the greenskin offensive was fierce, it was not very effective.

It seems that even if we cannot fight back and turn defeat into victory, it should still be possible to keep the city from being captured.

The pirate fleet also went out once, trying to break through the obstruction and enter the port. After being bombarded by the coastal artillery at full speed for a while, they lost a large number of ships, two large ones and three small ones. The pirates withdrew in defeat without even touching the dock of Bilbao Port.

It looks very stable. It seems that as long as Elgar works hard, recover the south and then march north to directly attack the greenskin ASS and surround the orc army in the reverse direction on the Sahagen-Bilbarri line, this massive Waaaaagh seems to be about to be wiped out, and restoring peace and prosperity to the southern world is just around the corner.

That's assuming everything goes smoothly.

Elde also needed to first be like Yuchi of Khotan during the An-Shi Rebellion, bringing his own food and traveling thousands of miles to help the Estalia people put down the rebellion, and then be like Cincinnatus of Rome, not being greedy for power, wealth, and land, and returning the jade intact to the Estalia people.

It's impossible no matter how you think about it, even if:

Acha suddenly launched a big rebellion against the four vendors, saying that religion was all lies and the four gods were all false gods and liars. He had not been crushed to death by the four vendors yet. In the Chaos Realm, there was war everywhere, saying that the four gods were dead and the commander-in-chief should be appointed, etc. This turned the whole world upside down. The above things could not happen to Al.

Al has a very correct understanding of himself in this regard. He evaluates himself and feels that he should, and perhaps is, the most similar historical figure to a "generous elder" in another world.

There is a bit of disdain, but there is also a bit of appreciation in the disdain. If you say it is appreciation, it is not that appreciation, and if you say it is disdainful, it is not that disdainful.

But in general, the ratio of crumbs to judges should be 3...20:80 (guilty).

When Aiel entered Ufrik, the residents of the city had again inquired in advance about the intelligence of "King Aiel" who had led the army here as an ally and savior. And perhaps they were slandered by someone with ulterior motives or something, but they thought Aiel was a sex-hungry ghost who loved women and would take any woman he saw and rob anyone he liked on the spot.

When welcoming Ai'er into the city, they directly selected a dozen beautiful women as "attendants" and asked them to wait outside the city gate.

Upon seeing this, Al quickly dismounted and asked about the women's situation. After making sure that none of them were forced or coerced, he sighed: I once swore to the Legion and everyone that I would not defeat the greenskins, nor recover the mountains and rivers, nor get married. It was only because of personal privacy. Everyone misled me into loving women, but they didn't know that in my heart, the country, the people's livelihood, are above everything else and more important than Mount Inara!

He said with all his true feelings: "I regard everything in this world, all orderly lives, as my brothers and sisters. This is what the loving Mother God taught me. No matter they are beastmen, Estalia people, Myrmidia, Sigmar believers, or Four Mothers believers, you are all like my sisters and relatives. I regard you as sisters who are here to encourage me and wish me a triumphant victory in my conquest. Please don't say anything else."

"I was worried that you were coerced into doing something against your will, which would not only humiliate your dignity and chastity, but also stain my honor and morality. It seems that the glory and virtue of the people of Uflik are still noble after being plundered by barbaric enemies! Please rest assured, I am here to help you, and the tribe is here to help you! Our goal is to march eastward until all invaders are driven out of the southern land and peace and stability are restored to this common homeland of the southern order race!"

"This is my oath. Unless the Vast Ocean evaporates and the Inara Mountains collapse, I will never break it! I will never compromise!"

So the women were sent back to their homes. The women of Uflik and Tolosa were so moved that they were willing to stay. It was unknown whether the reason was related to the fact that El took off his mask and used his charm. They were also sent back. They had already arrived at the front line of the war, and El did not allow himself to relax at this time.

And the words that Al said at the city gate also spread among the citizens with the spontaneous inspiration of the moved Uflik people and the small work of interested parties (Ministry of the Interior). Later, they may be compiled into a book and printed into propaganda materials such as "Al's Book of Quelling the Rebellion", "The King's Book of Defeating the Enemy", "The Record of Following the Army", and "The Book of the Son of God" and spread everywhere.

A great deal of personal prestige.

Al still knew how Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty.

When his charm reached its peak and the people of Estalia felt that if King Aiel was not born, the south would be as dark as a long night, then the tactic of three refusal and three withdrawal, which should have been very novel in the medieval world, would come to fruition.

The system of abdication and the succession of thrones to those with virtue can only be sacred if it is practiced earliest.

Later history books will record:

Aiel was indignant at the invasion of his homeland by the greenskins, so he rose up in rebellion to save his country and his people. After defeating the greenskins and saving his neighboring country, the Estalia people he saved abandoned Myrmidia, who had betrayed them, and chose to convert to the Four Mothers. They also took to the streets to enthusiastically ask Aiel to stay and be their monarch to protect the people of the Southern Kingdom, and so on...

Al refused to obey, calling it an unreasonable order. He closed the door at home and refused to see visitors. He tried several times to sneak out of the city in a carriage and return to the Pina Forest to live a secluded life. Every time, he was discovered and stopped by the extremely enthusiastic citizens. They stood shoulder to shoulder and foot to foot to form a gate to prevent Al's carriage from passing. Al had no choice but to return home.

Every day, representatives of public opinion from all over the country came to petition, begging Aiel to be the king. Aiel declined three times in a row, and even said in anger that he did not even want to be the king of the tribe, and would give the throne to others, only asking to return to his hometown and retire to the countryside with his adoptive mother. This led to the residents of the city crying and begging Aiel not to abandon his people. In the end, he had no choice but to sit on the throne of the city prince under the trend of the times and the will of the people, and ruled over the two countries.

Absolutely, it was the Estalia people who invited me here. I was going to go back home after defeating the greenskins, but the Estalia people were too enthusiastic. They insisted on asking me, their good neighbor who belongs to the same southern ethnic group, to share the power of both countries. It has nothing to do with invasion, annexation or usurpation of power. My situation is at worst equivalent to the emperor of the empire marrying the tsar of Kislev and giving birth to a eldest son who has the right of inheritance to both countries.

If you send troops, that would be a real invasion!

.........

night.

Al was in the main tent, with the lights on, studying the sand table and map alone.

He can go without sleep for a long time if necessary.

In other words, sleeping, as a mundane way of rest, is no longer a necessary constraint for him.

The sand table is very finely made. It was a contribution from the Bermoz people, and then it was carefully carved and modified by El based on the omniscient blessing in his own spiritual space.

Almost perfect restoration.

Although it is more intuitive to use the Blessing of Omniscience, Al still prefers to use physical objects as reference when deploying troops.

He was staring at the sand table, thinking intently, when he suddenly smelled smoke. Looking up, he found that a fire had ignited at a small spot on the lower part of the map hanging on the board, and was burning rapidly in all directions.

Al frowned, feeling inexplicably absurd, and picked up a glass of water from the conference table - he still had the habit of eating and drinking water, and poured it over.

The fire burned strangely, but it was still just an ordinary fire and was extinguished by a splash of water. After a hissing sound, most of the map was wet, and water began to drip down.

Al walked over, the power of blessing lingering around his body. The guards who sensed the movement in the tent rushed in and approached Al with caution.

"..."

He ran his hand over the burned area of ​​the map, leaving a hole, a small mass.

There turns out to be something here.

Al quickly remembered that to the east of Ufrik and west of Margarita, there was a city located on the eastern section of Abran Avenue, but it has now been destroyed.

"Tolosa."

He silently recited the name of the city in his heart.

The appearance of the strange fire and the burning of Tolosa on the map were not accidental fires, but some kind of sign.

Some kind of hint.

His mind was silent. Even though the Blood Mother and Blood God, who could observe the mortal world through his eyes at all times and in all places, did not say anything about it, as if he did not notice anything - and this already showed the weirdness of the matter.

There was some kind of constraint that prevented the beings of the Four Mother Goddesses' level from directly revealing the meaning behind this to him, and Al had to think about what the sudden burning of Tolosa on the map meant.

So.......

What could be so great that the four mothers could not speak?

"call!"

The raging fire suddenly reignited, engulfing the entire map. Al was frightened and took two steps back. Surrounded by the guards, he watched helplessly as the map soaked in water quickly turned into ashes in the flames that ignited again.

Al's face was as gloomy as water. He looked at the ashes floating in the air and thought quickly in his mind.

Chapter 60: Celestine's Ride (I)

The nights in Bilbao are very peaceful, and the grim atmosphere during the day becomes less harsh at night.

The bonfires were kept burning day and night, and no one except the soldiers could move around the streets at night.

There was a guard post every ten steps and a sentry every five steps on the city wall. Apart from the crackling of torches rolling in the evening breeze and the footsteps and collision of armor of the soldiers on patrol, there was no other sound.

Outside the city wall, several miles away, there was a huge camp that was vaguely visible under the pitch-black curtain. It stretched endlessly in the darkness. From time to time, terrible roars were carried to the city wall with the night wind, but were blocked by the thick, solid and trustworthy walls.

The smoke of the day had dissipated, and the greenskins didn't seem to have any plans to continue attacking the city tonight. It looked like the guards and residents could spend another night in peace.

......

Celestine walked out of the base alone. The fully armed female knight walked alone on the cold and damp dock in the dark night.

After completing the mission of encircling and suppressing the greenskins, Rhine returned with the expeditionary force and stationed them in Sahagen. After the fall of the Santa Mona Fortress, in order to prevent this special and important force directly involved in the Empire's aid from being trapped on the front line, the Northern Parliament negotiated and transferred them back to Bilbao as an independent and elite allied force in the city defense army.

The female knight who followed Rhine and participated in several battles against the greenskins and had military merits that made her stand out was no longer troubled by the rumors surrounding her, the malicious gazes coming from behind, and the whispers of pointing fingers.

She had fought bravely on the battlefield many times, with her courage and determination to fight to the death, and her natural ability to boost morale in times of crisis. She had earned the honor and prestige that should have come to her long ago, and with her concrete achievements, she had suppressed the gossip behind her back to a minimum.

Among the subordinates that Rhine had carefully equipped for Celestine, this kind of thing was close to zero. They fought side by side with the female knight and felt the female knight's martial arts and courage displayed on the battlefield most directly and at the closest distance, as well as the calmness, command and inspiring abilities that were so critical for a commander.

The soldiers all admired the female knights' abilities and heroic demeanor. The soldiers in the expeditionary force might not be from noble families. After all, such families should at least become low-level officers rather than front-line soldiers. However, their family conditions were generally above the poverty line. If people from hungry and cold families, poor farmers, or lower-class hired workers joined the army, most of them could only join the local militia or become a member of the empire's huge garrisons or legions in various places.

The expeditionary force came to Margarita with a mission from the emperor and the cabinet. It was related to the friendship between the two countries and overseas development. In the imperial army, it was a very respectable job in any case. It could also be directly linked to the subsequent colonial and trade profits of this route. It was a very lucrative business.

The emperor personally appointed Rhine to do the job, which showed his trust and favor for the young Julius.

Naturally, the expeditionary force would not include poor people or criminals who were just trying to make a living, but rather, on average, people from “good families”.

They may not be well educated, and may privately make crude and obscene jokes about the female knight who has an extraordinary beauty but is also rumored to be "pregnant with a beastman cub". Many of them may even use this noble lady of the Julius family as material for casting spells. But no matter what, after fighting side by side for several times, Celestine, who has proved herself and demonstrated her abilities, has become an object of their respect, and this is most prominent among her direct subordinates.

The fact that they would clash with people from other teams over the honor of the female knight was enough to show this.

Of course, this was also related to the fact that Rhine deliberately stuffed a lot of people from the Julius family into Celestine's team, but it was indeed a common perception.

The most exaggerated one was a young soldier who was rescued from the greenskins by a female knight on the battlefield. After the war, he told his comrades with certainty that when Celestine used her sword to kill the greenskin warrior who was about to kill him, he saw the figure of the "Hammer Bearer" emerge behind the female knight, emitting light.

The Hammer Bearer, there may be different versions of this term around the world, but in the Empire, this title will always refer to only one Supreme Saint: