Warhammer

Because we are not fools.

When southerners send troops, they will be concerned about gains and losses, and will more or less hint and remind their subordinates to pay attention to preserving their strength and not send them to the northern battlefield.

But after arriving in the north, Al had full and arbitrary power. The so-called "discuss and decide for yourself" of the military council was just empty talk. Facing a powerful enemy, Al ordered them to attack the city and hold the front line. Anyone who dared to disobey or hesitated would be arrested and detained on the spot, and everyone from top to bottom would applaud.

These guys who can be considered "elites" also know clearly that if they are really asked to discuss and do things with more than a hundred people, they may still be able to argue even if the greenskins reach the camp. War is a matter of great importance to the country, and they must be decisive when necessary. They know very well that they are here just to assist. If Al wins, they will suffer a greater loss, but it will not be them who will die.

If Al loses the battle and his army is wiped out, it is not certain whether he can escape.

Moreover, if they were defeated and had problems with their obedience and failure to preserve their strength, I'm afraid the tribal king, the current regent of the kingdom, would have scattered their ashes before the greenskins went south.

At that time, family and honor were all empty words.

Therefore, once they arrived in the north, there was no need for Al to show off his power or exercise authority. Whenever he issued an order, the attitude of the command of the "Allied Forces", which was nominally highly independent and the same as the previous advance corps, was:

I've seen it - it's great - let's implement it!

Then they continued to work on their own sandbox strategy behind closed doors.

They knew very well that, not to mention that efficient command was related to the survival of the army, even if they wanted to maintain their independence, no one and no group was worthy of the responsibility and had the prestige.

It would be better for everyone to do it together and let the coalition forces of the Regent King take over. They will be given the title of "Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces", and they will also receive benefits if they win. It is a kind of gilding the title.

This was an unexpected gain for Al. He had originally thought of inciting the southern warlords to take out a part of their own private armed forces, to join the Northern Expedition, to work together, to consume a part, and to annex the rest. This would make the finishing work after the victory of the war much easier. No matter how clever the people without knives are, they would be helpless in the face of the absolute gap in strength.

But unexpectedly, the so-called military council was very tactful and handed over the command power immediately.

It's just like using a behemoth to play top lane. When you identify the big brother, follow him closely. When fighting in a team, run into the crowd and show off your skills to the big brother. You don't need to use your brain at all, just like a lava cat.

In this way, Al could no longer be harsh. Instead, he had to bribe and win over these young men and military leaders. He also threw some insignificant decisions and "must-win battles" of low quality to these guys to deal with, so that they could share the military merits and reputation. He actually received a lot of praise.

With this statistics, Ai'er can now claim to have mobilized an army of 130,000 to march north, marching straight into the heart of Huanglong, with a mighty force and the momentum to swallow up the world like a tiger.

An unprecedented military force in the southern world.

But it is a one-time bloating.

If we lose the fight, we will collapse.

Chapter 107: The warlord's banner, the moment of decisive battle [two chapters in one, 10,000 copies delivered today]

"Such a military force is truly unprecedented in our tribe since Pina established the government."

Ai'er stood on the northern wall of Sahagen, looking at the military camps that stretched for dozens of miles outside the city, and sighed from the bottom of his heart:

"Back then, Alina and I had just arrived at the tribe. We were all alone. I never thought we would be so powerful now."

The heirs standing beside him have become accustomed to their young father's occasional outbursts, and just like the Sheep Girl and the concubines in the harem, they will cooperate with Al in acting, and say that their father is blessed by heaven and the four mothers, and is invaluable and deserves to achieve such a career (almost the same meaning).

There was only the silly big dog beside the little father. The wolf girl Hera spent all day fighting with El and obviously lacked knowledge in this area. Seeing that the three brothers were all agreeing with the little father, her tail was wagging quickly, and finally she shouted out loudly:

"me too!"

The scene froze, and Al couldn't help but look over.

Ah Zai, you can't say such things carelessly.

If you have the will, your father can grant you a fiefdom and establish a country in the future. As the first generation of heirs who have no lifespan but only birth restrictions, and who are also "raised personally" by El, El is extremely trusting and tolerant of them, just like his own real children.

Although he had thought in the past that when he had enough people, he would keep them by his side as personal guards or central officials so that he could see them at all times and avoid risks on the battlefield, but after considering it, Al still felt that he could not put these geniuses, the first generation offspring who could be considered "superhuman" in terms of talent, character, and learning ability, on the shelf like mascots and put them in a glass cabinet for protection, which would also restrict them.

Although they may not care, some, like Hera, would be happy to stay by El's side and be a pet daughter as long as she can fight and compete with others frequently and kill a lot of people occasionally; and some, like Barbatos, who enjoys life, can leave the affairs of the legion to El or others as long as he can roam around frequently.

But this is undoubtedly a huge waste and a great weakening of those descendants who are enterprising, eager to make achievements for Aiur and practice loyalty on the battlefield.

In the end, Ai'er decided to encourage and support the free development of his descendants, but the best ones were in military and political affairs both inside and outside the country, such as Misha and Kael'thas.

It can share the pressure with him and strengthen the power of the tribe at the same time.

If there are some heirs who have a strong desire for power and attach great importance to honor and reputation, El may also consider supporting them in going out to explore, just like he did when he first established the army. After all, as the eternally chosen one, he holds the dual authority of faith and royal power. Even if it is just to open a branch base, El can have great control.

Moreover, unless there were various accidents and his own faults, which led to the situation where the father said goodbye to his son and celebrated his birthday, the fanatical loyalty of the descendants to their father without exception would have allowed the framework of the home tribe - colony - legion state to operate very stably...

When the wolf girl saw that everyone was looking at her, she realized that she had made a fool of herself and subconsciously began to show her teeth, blushing and making threatening gestures. When she saw that Al was also looking at her, she froze, lowered her head, dropped her tail to the ground, and shrank her neck and made a whining sound.

Al could only walk over and pinch her ears, then forcibly lift Hera's face up.

"Don't show your teeth to your brothers, remember?"

He naturally knew that the wolf girl had only made a slip of the tongue. Apart from his initial surprise and fantasy, he didn't care at all about Hera's wrong words.

The wolf girl would only bow her head to Al. At other times, even if she was pressed to the ground by the bull who was teaching his brother a lesson, she would not give in.

If it was a situation where she was truly at fault, and even a wolf girl with her intelligence and honesty could come to such a conclusion, the most she could do was to avoid mentioning the matter, not get involved in the future, and let people know that she had given in.

Through precept and example, the entire Fourth Legion, the Black Iron Warriors, are not only war-crazy, aggressive, brave, honor-loving, and gluttonous medieval beasts like the Vikings, but also have the attributes of being upright and competitive.

It gave Al a headache.

Basically, the Iron Legion has the most internal and external conflicts among the four Legions. They are stubborn and have a hard temper. There is only one simple way to persuade them:

揍。

If you win the fight, then you win.

Every time he dealt with these things, Al realized how wrong it was to choose the big wolf girl as the leader of the Fourth Legion because of her "fighting ability" and "good looks".

But when the war breaks out and the Fourth Legion tears apart the enemy's defenses and limbs with ferocious fury on the battlefield, this regret will be greatly improved, making Al feel that he still has a "sharp eye for pearls". In a fantasy world, being special means being strong and having an advantage! What kind of fighting power does being ordinary have!

The big wolf made a gurgling sound from its throat, which meant it admitted its mistake and surrendered. Al withdrew his hand with satisfaction and turned his attention back to the military tent outside the city.

Groups of griffins circled in the air, chasing and fighting each other. In order to prevent conflicts, the three groups of flying monsters, griffins, flying dragons and scorpion tails, were released separately and allowed to move freely.

The noble and sophisticated king of savagery, the well-deserved Griffin Queen was now lying on a platform cleared from a civilian building under the city wall, squinting her eyes and taking a nap. This Griffin, who was originally a single mother raising several cubs alone, became a great success after becoming Ai'er's mount.

Not only has her body been infected by El and become stronger, but now she has also achieved an improvement in her life form, and the status of her several offspring has also risen.

Perhaps because Ai'er and they had lived in the same place, they could be considered "brothers", and the queen's children were treated very well in the tribe. After receiving the blessing of the shepherd shaman, their growth was accelerated, and they entered adulthood early without any side effects.

They are larger in size than ordinary wild griffins. They are now leaders of tribes of varying sizes and each has a family.

Only the Queen's eldest daughter, like her mother, is still single and has not looked for a mate. They are a noble and cold mother and daughter pair among the griffins.

Only the eldest daughter had fulfilled the mission of being El's mount for her mother. Perhaps this was the reason why they had different degrees of improvement in strength and life form compared to their peers.

Perhaps the reason they don't look for a mate is simply because they look down on their kind who still belong to the category of "beasts"?

Anyway, it definitely has nothing to do with El. Before the Queen grew into a human body...even in the form of a sphinx, he would definitely not be so crazy as to do that.

As for what happens after that, it’s hard to say…

The huge army of monsters is a major advantage of the Aiur army, but correspondingly, the greenskins also have huge advantages.

For example, the greenskin army is far larger than the Aiel Legion and Bilbarry's garrison combined. Although there are many goblins and boys mixed in, the number of big guys alone exceeds Aiel's main army of 80,000 people; the firepower support provided by the pirates. These sea bastards were exchanged for ships by the warlords with huge sums of money, and some ships were directly washed ashore and stranded during high tide to be used as fixed artillery positions and stations.

There are also the wild orcs brought by the warlords from the badlands. These guys are greener than greenskins and are known as the barbarians among greenskins. They do not wear armor, but only rely on the tattoos and totems engraved on their skin to greatly reduce the damage caused by swords and long-range killing.

A horde of monsters that, while not an enemy of the tribe, is no less numerous, including wyverns, trolls, and even the rare giant spider, as well as pirates' magic crabs and sea monsters, and necromancy troops;

The huge wargs and war pig riders are very gluttonous and consume most of the greenskins' food supplies. However, at the same time, the former's quick mobility and the latter's fearless pig charge can bring huge advantages to the greenskin army.

There are also the warlord's personal guards equipped with the best armor and weapons, led by the warlord Gao Maoliang Feilong himself, and commanded by the most loyal and reliable Silent Orcs as officers:

Flying Dragon Guards.

And the huge boost that the entire army received from the hundreds of thousands of green-skinned Waaaaaghs, which had not yet reached the stage of exhaustion.

The above are the enemies that Al will face on this journey north.

It can be said that if Aiur had not suddenly appeared, this legion would not have to spend much effort to defeat the Estalia people, turn around and pass through the Tamoto Pass, or directly land on the land of Tyrell by sea, and it would have no problem sweeping the entire southern world.

And once that special warlord really succeeds in establishing his imagined "order under barbaric rule" and then gathers a large number of human vassal armies, the nearby Bretonnia and the border princes in the east will also be greatly threatened. Even in the worst case scenario, the greenskins will march all the way to the border between the United States of Bretonnia and the Empire: Helmgate Fortress or pass through the obstruction at the bottom of the mountain and arrive at the gate of Sol Fortress in the Electorate of Sol that was destroyed by the greenskins hundreds of years ago.

In that case, for the Empire it would be the "Third Battle of Blackfire Pass (Greenskins)".

As the shield of civilization and the mainstay of order, he will be the leader and big brother in the future. Now he dare not blow his name too loudly.

The Son of Eternal God (as promoted in the mortal world), the regent of the Estalia people, a wise and brave ruler with both talent and beauty, one empty space.

—Al.

He devoted his life to the cause of order, worked hard to win this holy war to defend civilization, and fought bravely for the safety of tens of millions of people in the entire South, eliminating such a great threat.

Without the petition of all people, they begged Aiel to sit on the throne of the city prince, and even drove away the tyrants who were their own dry food, and asked Aiel to unite the powers of Estalia and Tyrell. It was really a bit ungrateful...

Al looked towards the north. Dark clouds were looming, and storms and thunder were brewing.

One of his mothers would be pleased.

Because soon, an unprecedented war with rivers of blood and darkness will break out in this northern land, and he will eventually and will definitely present the sweetest victory after this decisive battle to her altar.

"Honor, skull and all, to you... Mother."

Al muttered to himself as he looked at the dark cloud-covered northern sky.

He turned around and stroked the cheeks of his four sons one by one. In this unprecedented decisive battle, Al urgently needed to invest every bit of his strength into it. He needed warriors, commanders, and his sons to stand behind him and move forward courageously.

It requires confidence, strategy, courage, and also blessings and protection from the sky.

"I only need victory, victory is enough for me!"

Raise an army!

Northern Expedition!

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"The good boy below me has finished beating."

In the tent, a greenskin warrior with a very scary scar on his face and some burn marks said in a muffled voice: "The big guys with hammers killed all my guys. It's so frustrating to fight them. Hammers and spears can set fires and burn me."

The greenskin warrior was a little depressed, but in fact, for most greenskins, being able to come back alive from Celestine after the battle was already a blessing.

The big warlord sitting on the throne, Mao Liang, is now wearing a helmet with a very strange style, which almost covers the entire head. However, from the black texture, it can be seen that the defensiveness of this helmet must be amazing.

In the entire army, there are very few greenskins equipped with this style, and most of them are among the flying dragon guards of the warlords.

Because this helmet was once a symbol of the orcs' enslavement and was a trophy seized by the warlord from the greenskin slave owners.

Black steel armour forged by the Chaos Dwarves for their most powerful greenskinned slaves.

Even if the giant's club could smash the brain behind the helmet to pieces, the helmet would not suffer any more damage except for slight deformation.

Another type of black steel armor made of this material is the Chaos Dwarves' flagship product sold all over the world. It is world-renowned for its amazing protective power, comparable to the granite boulders in the deepest part of the earth.

"I understand."

It waved its hands, and was nearly pierced in the face by the female knight's spear. Fortunately, the spear blade just grazed it, and the warrior grinned and retreated.

"Let's launch a general attack."

The warlord subconsciously wanted to stroke his beard, but when he raised his hand he only felt the cold material, so he put his hand down again.

If they did not receive orders from the warlord, they would have been just like the black orcs, who were no different from rock statues except that they could breathe. They would have suddenly woken up from standby mode like activated mechanical puppets who had received orders and knelt on one knee in front of the warlord in unison.

They don't speak and are silent guards.

Because Gao Maoliang does not like to maintain his status through bravery, the way he selects his personal guards is so strict, because only good guys who can restrain the greenskins' aggressive and noisy nature can say the word "loyalty".

Like the Great Warlords, they are special, abnormal greenskins.

"Brother Gao said...I'm going to smash that treacherous little thing to pieces!"

Behind the mask, it grinned.

For a "special greenskin" who thinks highly of himself and is different from greenskins and humans, he was stabbed in the back by Aiel, lost the entire south, and was "unable to conquer" in front of him. He was trapped under the strong city of "national resistance war". In the end, he had to concentrate his strength and let the land route be easily cut off by Aiel. The army was caught in a situation of being attacked from both sides and was in an unfavorable situation...

It's such a huge humiliation.

Or I can only watch it.

This was taught by a certain Zhendan scholar who, out of a momentary interest, tried to educate a special slave but ended up screwing the southerners over. Even his name was modeled after a legendary wise man in the history of the Dragon Empire:

XX Liang, with the name Xlong.

The warlord was very angry.

But I also felt a sense of disbelief.

That tiny force that had never been heard of and had only appeared on the land of the Southern Kingdom as if it had fallen from the sky after the war began, had grown in strength so fast that it was far beyond the expectations of the warlords.

At the beginning, he led his army to move like the wind, defeated the vanguard of its northern expedition, fled with hundreds of thousands of people and retreated back to the forest to hang up, and then he did not move south again, which seemed to be nothing special.

After all, the strength of our army is only about one twentieth of its own, so being able to defeat it is not a big deal.

But then, 50,000 greenskins, as well as the native forest goblin troops, the ratmen allies, and three full hairy colossi, were all killed in the forest in one go. This was a terrible loss for the huge and growing Waaaagh army.