Warhammer

Al raised his eyebrows and waved at him, motioning him to come closer and talk.

The man immediately straightened his chest, his face showing excitement as if he had received a great reward. He took a few small steps and stood at attention four or five steps away from Al.

As soldiers recruited outside the Pina Forest to join the tribe’s human legion, their faith and loyalty can be guaranteed because of the tribe’s consecutive victories in wars, but no matter what, compared to the “old new army” who joined the tribal legion in the Pina Forest, their status and honor are definitely slightly inferior.

Although the army influenced by the Blood Mother faith adheres to the simple rule of "the capable go up, the incompetent go down", seniority is indispensable in all places and at all times.

This is much better for semi-civilized races like the Beastmen, which have not yet reached the level of civilized people.

For example, the human troops of the tribe were the first to be established. The "first generation auxiliary troops" composed of remnants of the army and militia had the longest seniority. The second was the "old new army" recruited by Ai'er when he expanded the army among the refugees and reorganized the new army. The last was the troops expanded after they got out of the forest.

Although Al did not intentionally treat people differently based on whether they followed the dragon early or late, he was very opposed to the treatment of "early is worse than late, late is worse than not, and not is worse than resisting".

This can be seen from an example:

Among the guards that follow and protect El when he travels, the most important ones are definitely the Beastman Guards.

Then there are the very loyal and reliable human guards selected by the first generation of auxiliary troops.

Apart from the Beastmen, serving as one of Aiel's "Inner Circle Guards" is a highly sought-after and honorable duty, and Aiel intentionally fosters a sense of loyalty through personal favors and threats. His human guards are rotated, usually every one to three months, and those who are replaced will be awarded a bronze commemorative medal to represent the honor of having served as God's chosen guard.

As long as these people can demonstrate sufficient abilities, they will receive more favorable treatment when promoted and rewarded, and they often proudly call themselves "El's Guards."

This officer from the third echelon of the "New Forest Army" was this close to the Son of God for the first time. He stood up straight, spoke respectfully, and even trembled with excitement as he said:

"Your Highness, that, that woman wants to see you, hoping to give you some advice..."

"Ok?"

Al was confused.

The officer immediately said, "I will handle this matter right away!" and was about to step back.

"never mind."

Al waved his hand, "Bring her over here, I'll listen to what she wants to say."

The officer took the order and left, holding his sword, trotting over and saying something to the woman. She then followed the officer and walked towards the El Battalion.

Al saw the woman's front.

how to say.

He thought of an old saying.

It is said that "a person should be filial to his parents".

The woman's appearance could only be described as above average, not as good as the two wives, and on par with the three Galazi widows in the harem. But when she put on a white dress and a white shirt, with a sad face and a sorrowful expression, she gave people the beauty of a sick beauty.

Widow...

At this time, Al would not be tempted.

After all, my daughter is still around.

Moreover, with the war approaching, even if he wanted to take care of the widows at his allies' homes to prevent the orphans and widows from being left alone and suffering in this war-torn world, he had to wait until other things were almost dealt with.

Al still knows what's important and what's not.

Basically, the second child will not become the eldest.

The woman stood ten steps away, looking timid and extremely pitiful. She did not say a word, but stared at Al with sad eyes.

After waiting for a few seconds, Al couldn't help but ask first:

"Do you have any relatives at home now?"

The woman shook her head and said softly, "I have three sons. One fled abroad, one was killed by the greenskins, and one served in Bilbarri."

The way the woman answered was a little strange, but Al just thought it was because of her sadness, so he continued asking questions.

"The fire was your house?"

"Yes... I hid in my neighbor's house. I came out only after I heard that Wang's army had won. Then the house was hit by a shell..."

Chapter 102: I will

When Al heard this, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

The pirates fled in panic, so they naturally would not waste time on a city that was no longer of any use to them. They might not even care about gold and silver treasures when they were escaping, let alone an ordinary house.

The only thing is...

The cannonball that destroyed the woman's house was fired deflected into the inner city during the Allied forces' siege.

The woman's son was killed by green-skinned pirates. She didn't mention her husband, most likely he died long ago. A beautiful widow who lost her child didn't dare to live alone at home under the control of the enemy, so she hid in a neighbor's house and lived with others. After finally waiting for the enemy to be driven away, her only home was destroyed by the friendly forces that drove away the enemy...

"Um......"

"Well, you find a few people to help her put out the fire quickly, try to rescue all the usable things, and then give you a sum of money. You don't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation. I will help you rebuild your home." "It's just not in the original home for the time being," Al thought.

The person he pointed at was the officer who brought the woman over. After receiving the task, he immediately touched his chest and saluted, then stepped out of the inner circle of the guards, pointed a few soldiers and ran towards the house that was still on fire and was almost burned to ruins.

After giving the order, Al intuitively felt that the woman did not simply come to see him to ask for "housing compensation", but for something else.

"Anything else?"

The woman suddenly seemed a little confused, as if she had some concerns.

"Just say it, I won't be guilty of what I say." Al encouraged, of course, in a way that women could understand.

She was stunned for a moment, and could not help but take a step forward, raised her head, and looked at Al with eyes that seemed to have built a house in them, "You will drive the enemy away, right?"

Al was asked this question. He has been struggling with the next strategic move for some time. A large-scale battle involving a total of more than 200,000 people on both sides would undoubtedly be a main force showdown, rather than a decisive battle like the Battle of Tolosa.

It has always been a heavy mountain pressing on Al's head.

The possibility and consequences of failure are an indelible shadow. It can be said that half of Al's free time is spent thinking about the final battle.

If he loses this war and the subsequent wars, then no matter how well he does in the South, no matter how many people submit to him and how the powerful and wealthy serve him, it will all be castles in the air.

......

"You will defeat the enemy and bring us a better life, right?"

Al's thoughts returned from the future. He lowered his head slightly and raised his hand to take off his helmet, but then he remembered that he was not wearing a mask and stopped.

Looking at the woman's expectant eyes, he seemed to see a lot from it.

The cheers of soldiers and civilians, pairs of enthusiastic, hopeful, passionate and trusting eyes, devout, firm eyes...

Apart from Al's personal charm, isn't it because he has been commanding the army to defend their homeland that the women's unconditional obedience and cooperation are due?

They served Aiel with unreserved affection, satisfied his desires, soothed his fatigue, and was there not an element of hope that he would always be wise, always victorious, defeat all enemies who threatened him, threatened them, them, the tribe, the kingdom, the south?

Al often plays.

cosplay.

Whether it is judging people or despising people.

In addition to his bad taste, he also really hopes that people will believe what he shows, even if his starting point may be completely from a self-interested perspective, but those who believe in him, don’t they sincerely think:

The Regent is the savior of the kingdom!

The coalition is invincible! We will definitely be able to drive out the greenskins and restore peace!

King Aiel is wise and brave, respects the elderly and loves the young, loves his people like his own children and his soldiers like his own sons, is far-sighted and knowledgeable...the light of the South!

Al has come! There is peace! Al has come! The people are at peace!

“They really saw me as a savior.”

“They believed I could win.”

Al suddenly felt a little panicky.

He has not experienced failure yet.

He couldn't accept failure.

He could not even imagine how he would flee back to the tribe if his legion was defeated at the gates of Bilbaoli, and how he would treat those soldiers and people who had high hopes for him and who had fanatical faith and loyalty in him.

he does not know.

Perhaps Liu Bei had been displaced all the way, and was chased for most of his life after he got rich. He suffered defeats, and lost his wife, children, and brothers several times, but he still managed to achieve a gorgeous counterattack and rise; Napoleon's army was destroyed in a foreign country, but he escaped with his life, and then he mustered up the faith to sneak back to his hometown and restore the Hundred Days Dynasty...

But Al was not sure, and did not know if he could withstand this failure.

He even worried whether he would be able to survive the battlefield if he lost.

Although the reliability of the guards and the adoptive mother can be absolutely guaranteed, who can be sure of the outcome of a war involving hundreds of thousands of people?

The woman's problem brought Al tremendous pressure.

All those who expected, admired and trusted him, in the past, he traveled, toured and gave speeches with great fanfare, enjoyed the cheers of the crowd and was worshipped by countless people.

He established the Blue Hats, hung the sword of Damocles to torment the powerful, and made the people support him from the bottom of their hearts; he abolished and established the head of the church, played with the southern elites, stayed overnight in the Great Temple, and desecrated the statue of the goddess Myrmidia, who was believed by hundreds of millions of people all over the world; he marched in a mighty and menacing manner, claiming that the coalition army of 100,000 troops would march north to protect the country and eliminate the evil, and if he failed, he would die...

If it fails in the end.

Lost.

he.......

"Today I am confused and indecisive, so I cut my own palm as a warning. If you are still indecisive in the future battle, someone else will cut off my head!"

A crazy conversation two years ago passed through Al's heart like a bolt from the blue.

He raised his hand, which was white and without any scars under the armor.

But the pain at that moment seemed to transcend the gap of time and space and descend upon Al again.

"You're scared."

The boy said to himself.

"What are you afraid of?"

"If you use a game or a novel to describe your current stage, you are only facing a boss at the end of the early stage. You are now afraid, hesitant, and your hands are shaking."

"You have become stronger, you have grown stronger, your army has become more elite and powerful, your family has become more and more prosperous - you are afraid, you are afraid of the heat!"

"I do not have."

Al defended himself again.

"Fear of loss, fear of consequences, fear, fear of disappointing them; I was afraid of dying there, afraid of Alina dying there..."

Al couldn't fool himself.

"You are the eternal chosen one! The son of the four gods, the son of Lilith, the chosen one of the shepherd god, the regent king, the lord of the legion, ha! - What a glory, enjoy it! All the women in the south can sleep with you anytime and anywhere, and all the men in the south must obey your orders and serve you! There are millions of people!"

"Margarita's nuns - in the future, I will turn them all into the Battle Sisters of Ai'er and let Sister Helen lead them. The forest deer demon is an idol that appeals to all ages and genders, and all of them are mine! Christina, Melisande... and so many other beautiful and charming women can be possessed and possessed - but if I lose, I will have nothing!"

"It's white hot, it's smoking, it can't help but burn!"

A classic scene and lines passed before Al's eyes.

"Don't let your hands shake!"

"I still have battles to fight that are ten or a hundred times more brutal and massive than this one!"

"How can we be afraid of the enemy and not move forward! We should be cautious and look ahead and behind!"

Al told himself this heavily.

"I will...definitely."

Chapter 103: The Dream of Myrmidia

Al had a very strange dream.

In the dream, he lived on a mountain and there were several villages at the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, a group of people came and started burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of atrocities in the village. They also set fire to the village. The fire once burned down all his forests.

So Al was very angry. He rode his cow down the mountain and drove away the green bandits. He was going to go back up the mountain, but suddenly he saw the widows of the village who had lost their men and children gathered together and cried. They were all in tears and looked pitiful...

Niu Niu couldn't walk anymore...

Soon Al settled down with peace of mind. He married all the widows and the men elected him as their leader. On the day he married the widows, an old, frail, and extremely old woman chieftain, whose face could not be seen clearly, handed a scepter to him and died suddenly amid the tears of her descendants.

And Al became the tribal leader both on the mountain and below the mountain. He was content, sitting on the village chief's throne, with his wives and concubines on his left, his many children on his right, and the men who served him in front of him... In theory, this should be enough to satisfy anyone.

But Al is not ordinary.