Warhammer

In terms of martial arts, Ismael fought beside the knight chosen by the two gods during the Battle of Bilbarri, and he also held the holy hammer himself. He was once regarded as a potential reserve for the Chosen One, but the priests of Sigmar angrily rebuked him, saying: "The holy object of the Emperor cannot be held by someone who does not believe in the Emperor." They firmly opposed this, so he was hidden for a period of time to avoid provoking the Empire.

She is also an indispensable pillar in Galen's resistance, with her attraction and her military power.

......

"Chirp~!"

"Someone is coming!"

A bird cry was heard from the hidden sentry post, which immediately made the people who were burying the bodies and resting at the same time nervous.

The nun was still mumbling those weird words to herself, and Garen didn't have the energy to listen for the time being. He stood up from the ground, picked up his weapon, drew his sword, and looked at the warehouse that was originally used to hide supplies, but now it has become the grave of his comrades. He thought sadly: "If I can die here, die in battle, and be buried with them, it wouldn't be a bad thing."

But at this moment, he is not only responsible for himself, but also for the lives of dozens and hundreds of thousands of people in the deep strongholds here.

At least he couldn't give up easily until it was settled.

Garen clenched his sword and looked out of the passage. He suddenly remembered that he had passed by a town not long ago and had been "exchanging what he had" with the residents. Perhaps because they were disgusted with his behavior and knew that these people had never killed anyone during a transaction, some refugees shouted at Garen's team:

"Our 'Prince', the honorable 'Prince without Land', when will you lead us to attack Margarita and take back the kingdom?"

"My Lord, I really want to join your army, but I have searched all the maps I can find and cannot find where your country is or where your territory is."

Such sarcastic words.

After entering the mountains, Garen faced numerous difficulties, but this was the first time he broke through the defense.

"coming!"

The sound of horse hooves came from afar.

A group of rangers riding mountain horses appeared on a hill not far away, and they discovered Garen's troops who were resting there.

From the flag with a six-pointed star pattern on a lyre and strings, we can know that these are human soldiers from the Third Legion, the Sons of Ai.

"Prepare for battle!"

Garen roared, and just in time, the cavalry rushed towards them.

Chapter 19: Steadfast Steel

After a brief confrontation, the Rangers of the Third Regiment took away two bodies, left one body behind, and took a prisoner.

But Garen and his team also paid the price of five casualties.

He somewhat regretted that he was not vigilant enough this time. He went to a town he had never been to and was not familiar with the situation there, but he only brought such a small number of people. After being pursued by the Third Legion, in order to preserve his strength as much as possible and take advantage of the terrain, he had to disperse and retreat into the hills.

In the end, there were only seventeen people left with Garen, and most of the supplies were with other teams. Garen and his team carried more than a dozen corpses along the way.

Because one of the reasons for the attacks against Ai'er was his strong Beastman component, and as a result, the traditionalists' discrimination against other races became increasingly serious. Many orthodox warriors of the royalist faction who followed Garen hated the Beastmen very much, and even believed that the other party would devour and humiliate the enemy's corpses (which was sometimes true). Therefore, they were not afraid of fighting, but were very afraid that their bodies would fall into the hands of the Beastmen. If the remains of the victims were abandoned, it would be a bad blow to morale.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Garen looked at the soldier of the Third Legion who had his leg broken by his horse and was captured, and was shouting all kinds of curses at them frantically.

Galen originally wanted to communicate with the prisoner, at least to obtain some information, but the other party's fanatical non-cooperation made him feel like he had seen another Sister Ismael. He had no choice but to wave his hand and signal his subordinates to bet on the prisoner's mouth.

However, unexpectedly, the prisoner somehow managed to free his bound hands, and when the traditional soldier approached, he suddenly grabbed his feet and pulled him to the ground. At the same time, he quickly pulled out a short blade from the fallen soldier's arms and put it on his neck.

"Stop! That's enough, the battle is over, we will let you go back!" Garen tried to convince the other party with conditions. The prisoner was obviously an Estalia. If it were not on the battlefield, he would not want to kill his compatriots, even if they served different masters.

But the soldier just glanced at him.

"Al has seen my loyalty! The fate of traitors is already determined. The gallows under the sacred altar is your only destination!"

He shrugged off Galen's advice.

"Galen Kirchis, I have heard of your notoriety. Your only mistake is that you still believe in the weak and hypocritical Myrmidia and refuse to embrace the great Black Iron Path." The prisoner of the Third Legion held the careless soldier in front of him, pressed the dagger against the other's chin, and squeezed it inward, while the latter's face was full of horror.

"Your so-called resistance is nothing but a self-indulgent political game, sacrificing the lives of your subordinates in vain and shedding the blood of the northerners. You want to get some information from me, but I can tell you that we do not bother to hide our intentions from the enemy."

"From the beginning to the end, the actions of you and your traitorous allies were nothing more than a joke in front of the Lord of the Legion. You were only used as a counterexample so that the people could better understand the destiny of the Lord of Hosts."

"If you died in the rebellion, in the attack on the city, or in the attack on the legion, you would still be worthy of being called a warrior, but your cowardice and the damage you have caused to this land have doomed you to only be worthy of a rope as your destination."

Everyone present fell silent, including Galen himself. No one stood up to rebuke or refute. The prince candidate was trembling in his heart, roaring over and over again:

"You are indeed a coward! Galen Kirchis! What on earth have you done for so long!?"

"There is nothing wrong with sticking to your heart! Listen, he is nothing but an ignorant and fanatical pagan. Your persistence, your belief, defending tradition! There is nothing wrong with protecting the people!"

"call out!"

The sound of an arrow breaking through the air came from the side of the crowd. Sister Ismael stuffed the short crossbow in her hand back into the saddlebag on the back of her mount. She looked at the prisoner again. The arrow had pierced his throat and there was obviously no way for him to survive.

"Blood sacrifice to blood (blood mother, head sacrifice to the throne...)"

The prisoner mumbled something incoherent and then dropped his head.

The blade in his hand also fell to the ground.

The soldier who had escaped from the desperate situation quickly struggled to free himself from the arms of the prisoner who was already a dead body, stood up and took a few steps back in fear.

Garen looked at the dead captive with mixed feelings.

"Bury him right here."

This little episode was quickly over, and the resistance fighters quickly packed up and prepared to continue their journey. The terrain ahead became more winding and complicated, and it would not be easy for the pursuers of the Third Legion to get in, and their support also arrived later.

Along the way, Garen's mind was very confused. The words of the captive before his death kept surging in his mind. Doubt and denial of himself, fear of the enemy - even an ordinary front-line soldier has such confidence and awareness, then what he is doing now, knowing that it is impossible to do it but still doing it, is it really just a complete wishful thinking?

Such a huge sacrifice, so much blood and effort, in the eyes of that man, or even just one of that man's descendants who was in charge of part of the military power of the entire United Kingdom, were just a joke that could be suppressed at will?

Garen didn't dare to think too much, but he couldn't control it. The more he thought about it, the more desperate he felt. A deep sense of powerlessness entangled him like a thorn in his bones, making him feel scared and powerless to change the current situation.

Even during the most desperate moments of the Greenskin War, Garen had never been so depressed. At that time, they still had the support of millions of people who persisted in resistance, and an army that had the courage to fight the enemy to the death. In the south, the ally who was still the "Regent" at the time was also leading a powerful legion to conquer their common enemy, and was about to send troops to the north to attack from both sides.

And now, looking around the entire former Estalia, now the "United Kingdom", there may be few people who support them within a hundred miles or even a thousand miles. After El Yishu's northern people, the number of people who tend to be traditional and sympathize with Galen and others has decreased rapidly. At most, they can only support them silently in their hearts.

After all, no one would incite or raise a flag to respond to a group of rebels who, when the country is in ruins and prosperous, rebel against a wise, benevolent, and almost flawless monarch whose flag is just to "restore traditions."

Most of Galen's allies fled or were imprisoned. Some of those with more serious scandals were simply put on trial on the spot, allowing the public to uncover how filthy and smelly these high-sounding clergy, dignitaries, and celebrities, who were eager to restore the past system, were underneath their well-dressed exteriors.

This played a very important role in making the people disgusted with the traditionalists and the pro-monarchists. After all, no matter what, the basic base of Aiel's rule, that is, the royal government composed mainly of tribal believers and converts - believers of the Four Mothers, is indeed rare in the world in terms of cleanliness and efficiency. As long as the powerful religious influence is used correctly in the right direction, and at the same time has strict supervision and the factors such as the gods watching in the sky and may reach out to the mortal world at any time, the power that can be unleashed is still very strong.

From a secular perspective, the blue hat of the Ministry of the Interior, the semi-annual assessment and random transfer of local bureaucrats, the system of meeting with Al to report on their work every two years, and some other conditions can guarantee the efficient operation of the bureaucratic system to a large extent.

After all, Al has the ability to see through lies, and his mother's blessing allows him to sense the degree of "good and evil" a person brings to the world. It can be simply summarized as good or bad. Although it is not absolute and may change at any time, at least it was enough at the time...

"nun......"

The group was walking on the road, Garen was full of thoughts, when suddenly he saw the soldier who had been captured and kidnapped before walk up to Sister Ismael with a conflicted look on his face.

"Ok?"

The bald nun patted the soldier on the shoulder, motioning him to come closer and talk.

He stood beside Sister Ismael, looking a little hesitant, opening and closing his mouth several times before whispering:

"That prisoner, he..."

"When he kidnapped me, he used the back of the knife instead of the blade..." There was some uneasiness on the soldier's face, which was extremely rare in the past. Garen's heart trembled.

"Could it be that he doesn't really want to..." The soldier said the thought that made him so uneasy and even a little "guilty", but the nun immediately stopped him and said seriously:

"He is a pagan who has converted to evil. Everything he does and says is intended to deceive and corrupt true believers."

"Don't be deceived by his false 'mercy'. You are already wavering. This is the seed of corruption that has taken root in your heart."

The soldier was struck by lightning by the nun's words. He immediately knelt on one knee, held the nun's hand and prayed, asking for forgiveness. Ismael, with a serious face, recited the holy words of Mirmidia and performed a "purification of corruption" ceremony for the soldier.

Galen saw all of this.

"You must be firm and merciless in your determination to eliminate all heresy. Only the true faith is supreme!"

Chapter 20: Government

Al yawned, sat up in bed, and pulled his arm out of his wife's arms.

Yediya, who was only wearing a thin black veil, was kneeling between his legs, serving him gently, and occasionally looking up at Al.

The boy spread his legs and tilted his head back comfortably, feeling the lance in his warm and moist little mouth. After a while, he felt sexual desire coming and patted Yediya's face. Er Tai then spit out the meat stick from her mouth, changed positions with Al, and let the boy hug her plump buttocks from behind and started to output.

Yediya's butt is slightly smaller than Mrs. Malena's, but it is firm and perky enough. It feels different from flesh and is also a perfect cushion.

El's morning battle was simpler, and he finished it in 30 minutes. In the middle, he used Yedia's big breasts to sharpen his gun, then cleaned himself, put on his clothes and went to the front of the palace.

As the ruling center, the highest institution of power and prestige, Ai'er's "Golden Palace" sounds grand and full of nouveau riche naming beauty, but in fact it is just a mansion that the eighth generation city prince did not like to stay in before he was assassinated. It is far different from the real prince's palace - the Southern Palace.

But Al likes cosplay, especially when he puts on the white robe, he is so into the role that he was carried into the palace. After sitting there for a day (thinking that the artifact should not be taken lightly, and that he is not virtuous enough to rule the country), Al felt that the play was not over yet, and while the heat was not cooled, he secretly moved out of the palace in the middle of the night and came to this "remote" mansion to say: You should find someone else, I am not modest.......

Then the enthusiastic people surrounded him again, blocking the door and asking him to come in, saying that they would not recognize anyone else except him, and that the parliament had already made the decision, etc...

El refused to accept the offer, and the people were very excited. Some people even almost shouted, "There must be bad guys in the parliament! They're stopping the king from governing! They're trying to enter the palace!" El hurriedly tried to appease them, saying that it had not come to that point yet, it had not come to that point yet.

Then he became a little more resolute, insisting on having both the plaque and the benefits in his hands, and then someone suddenly had an idea:

After all, the palace is where the king lives. People are alive and the earth is dead. Wherever the king is, there is the palace!

Al didn't want to go to the old palace (another reason was that the previous prince was killed there by a Skaven assassin, and Al thought it was dangerous and unlucky), so why not just treat this as the new palace?

The king still sits on the throne in the palace!

Happy to everyone!

Then the new palace was expanded, and protective measures were especially taken to prevent the prince from being assassinated again.

The last time the prince was assassinated, Estalia was divided into north and south, and a great war led to the invasion of greenskins.

If Ai'er was assassinated after ascending the throne, they would have to consider whether to simply change to a republic.

Al was naturally ashamed and accepted it calmly. He then expanded the old palace and turned it into a new city government office. He also opened the gardens that were previously reserved for princes and dignitaries to the public. He won the hearts of the people and made a steady income from ticket sales.

After all, it was quite rare in the old world to open government agencies to the public, allow people to visit their offices, and even apply to observe meetings and debates where the confidentiality level of general issues was not high.

Although some members of parliament were dissatisfied with this, the real power was no longer implemented through parliament, but was held in the top-down tribe-convert-loyalist system of the Aiel family.

Five of the six legions were based in different towns, controlling the local armies and supreme decision-making power. Through the legions as a powerful vehicle, Al constantly disrupted, reorganized, and dispatched local political forces, eroding the local autonomy. He took it back and then delegated it to the various legions to allow them to grow freely under restrictions.

In the end, Al sat in the Golden Palace, controlling the center, and his six sons were either stationed outside or assisted inside. From top to bottom, they completely controlled this new country called the "United Kingdom".

For example, Galen's rebellion was actually largely intentional by El.

The murderous momentum of the Second Army, the increasing propaganda against the New Kingdom, the sometimes harsh and sometimes weak condemnation of Bilbarry's increasingly radical behavior in the South disguised as internal confusion of lines;

Finally, the traditionalists of Bill Barry came to an idea:

The Second Army would immediately launch a massive purge of the opposition and a bloody massacre once it entered the city;

Then let the action-oriented people who are unwilling to sit and wait for death stand up and take the lead in the uprising.

However, what Al did not expect was that the people of Bilbari, who had suffered heavy losses in the National Defense War and had barely recovered some strength after half a year of rest, were still determined to fight another "National Defense War" for Garen and his men.

Struggle is struggle, killing is one thing, and massacring civilians is another. Although Al has already sat on the throne of a feudal monarch, the blood of another world still flows in his body. This is the kind of thing that only despicable people would do. Al is going to be the leader of order, the savior and the Messiah in the future, so he naturally won't do such a thing.

At most, he learned to make a list like a kind father, and maybe he also learned someone's soft-heartedness. The battle lane is...

Al walked into the office, and this time the person waiting for him was not Niu Niu, but his second son Kael'thas.

Barbatos, as an offspring with max charm and max affinity, was exchanged by El to Bilbaly to carry out appeasement, while Niu Niu stayed in the southeast. The Bunny sisters were transferred by El to clear the weeds in the southwestern cities, because the originally stable loyalty area of ​​the cities seemed to have been plagued by some ups and downs recently because of the continuous erosion of power by the Legion. After a while, El will transfer Barbatos back, and the people in the southwest will know that the third brother is still the best.

The one who came to the court to assist in the government today is the second son. Al is very confident in his work. He is very methodical and always handles things very well. He is not like Niu Niu, who sometimes throws a tantrum and forces his father to intervene.

Al can safely hand over matters to Kael'thas without worrying about the latter going on strike. Of course, as a qualified father and ruler, Al will naturally not be a hands-off boss and treat his son as a tool.

Sometimes he would simply drag his second son out with him to hang out and have fun, go to the dock to hang out, go fishing in the suburbs, and so on. Communication between father and son is essential, otherwise there might be an armed filial piety party, which is a truth that Al always keeps in mind.

The second son and the attendant compiled recent events into a file and brought it to Al's desk to assist him in handling these matters. The instructions made in this room would eventually be sent to various places and conveyed to the whole country as instructions from the central government.

"Tyrell's messenger?"

Al put down the pen he was annotating. He had just made annotated on a document proposing the establishment of a universal military service system in preparation for total war when Kael'thas arrived with his men.

Chapter 21: But the enchanting beauty can move

"The proposal to Tyrell! I can only describe it in eight words (realistic), that is: 'greedy and shameless!'"

"Here, the representative of the United Kingdom would like to give a sincere warning to our neighbor: Tyrell and our country have a deep traditional friendship in history. There are close exchanges and close ties between countries and people (referring to those who are mistaken for another country will kill people). It should not be destroyed by the advocacy of some ambitious people and some instigators."

"But! Now, there is a small group of rebels, conspirators, and ambitious people who are not honest and shameful! Under the premise of inciting and subverting in the territory of Tirell, and undermining the stability and development of our country, the Tirell people do not consider the friendship between the two countries and severely punish these rebels from neighboring countries. Instead, they regard it as a treasure, thinking that they have obtained a magic weapon that can interfere in the internal affairs of neighboring countries and interfere in our sovereignty! A legitimate excuse!"

"Then I will hereby reply to our neighbor with the words of the great leader, the wise commander (leave a space here)...the beloved son of the Four Mothers on earth, the invincible Inberado, the king of all Estalia and the tribes, His Majesty El: 'Don't say that I didn't warn you'!"

"This is the United Kingdom's solemn declaration to all citizens of Tyrell!"