Warhammer

However, due to the greenskins, the treasure ships have been discontinued for several years. After Aiel ascended the throne, he did not forget those "overseas loyalists" and sent envoys out one by one to swear that the new king has ascended the throne and the country has been stable, blah blah blah, you can do whatever you want in the future, everything should follow the old system, and all previous taxes will be waived!

Many colonies have a complicated attitude towards this, and if I had to say...

The Ottoman Turks conquered Constantinople, and the new Roman colonies in North and South America were cut off from the mainland. Suddenly, a group of Slavs rushed out from Bulgaria, and together with the orthodox Roman coalition forces, they defeated the Turkic barbarians all the way to Constantinople, and then pursued them northward from the Balkans to Anatolia. After a major triumphal ceremony was held in Constantinople, the Slav chieftain was crowned with a purple robe!

Now I am Roman Orthodox!

The chief is still a primitive polytheist!

It's very, very awkward and weird, but Al has a good attitude and high prestige, so everyone just muddles through for the time being.

These are the areas the Tyrells are targeting.

Without the navy, what good would it do even if Aiel's army was strong on land?

The Tyrell fleet can blockade their coasts, and then easily take over those lost and prosperous places! Swallow up the old Estalia Kingdom's share! The benefits are so great that anyone can be jealous!

In contrast, the United Kingdom, which had suffered heavy losses after a bloody victory, had no strength to attack Tyrell!

All they have to do is blockade each other, then knock down those overseas strongholds one by one, take all the colonies into their pockets, and completely turn the United Kingdom into a "continental country". If the wise king of the Estalia still wants to continue trading, instead of relying solely on farming and living a closed-door life like the people of Carcassonne, he will have no choice but to surrender to them!

This was the main reason why the Tyrells went to war.

The benefits far outweigh the risks!

Chapter 27: Warfare Prayers

In the Legion Temple outside the city of Margarita, a grand armor-granting ceremony is taking place.

"What is your job?"

A ferocious fanged beast was entangled in chains and tied to a high platform. It struggled hard, but was tightly entangled by the thick iron chains and was unable to break free.

The first centurion, wearing heavy black armor, stood on the platform and looked around. According to the common layout, behind where the totem of the statue should be, there was a huge five-seal pattern.

From top to bottom, from left to right, they are: Anti-Khorne, All-Seeing Eye, Ouroboros, and Winged Heart.

In the middle is a hexagram that is smaller than the marks of the four mother goddesses.

The surrounding murals are also very solemn, recording and depicting various grand scenes, including the Battle of Vering, the Sacred Forest, the Battle of Tolosa, the Punishment of Birbali, the Triumphal White Robe, and so on.

As the most powerful proof of the Blood Mother's influence in the Legion, the scepter held by the first centurion, a part-time priest, is an eight-pointed star with the symbol of the Reverse of Khorne on it, to show the dignity of the Blood Mother.

"Obey the Son's wishes!"

There were humans and beastmen mixed together in the church listening to the sermon, but they were all dressed in uniform, fully armed, with golden and red cloaks hanging behind them.

"What is the Son's wish?"

"Let us fight until we die!"

"What is death?"

"It is our duty!"

......

"What is your job?"

"Obey the Son's wishes!"

"What is the Son's wish?"

"Let us fight until we die!"

"What is death?"

"Our duty!!"

"What are you?!"

"El's greatest warrior!"

The uniform responses made the entire church seem to tremble in the fanatical emotion. The eyes from the Chaos Realm were all watching this scene with excitement. Every prayer brought her strength. This was a solemn consecration and also a proclamation for a grand war!

"Who are you?!" the centurion roared.

"——We are the Shield of the El, the extension of the El's will!"

"——In the name of Ai'er, kill, win, and honor!"

"——We are tireless and fearless. We are the sharp blade of Ai'er!"

"Bang!"

The centurion smashed the eight-pointed star scepter into the head of the fang beast, pulled out the two-handed sword on his back, cut off its head and pierced it on the eight-pointed star.

The blood dripped and flowed down the scepter, reflecting a strange light.

The servants in the audience came over, collected the blood of the ferocious beast in a container, then walked into the praying team and smeared a smear of blood on the forehead of each legionnaire.

In the direction opposite to the five-seal pattern, behind the warriors, on the high platform, the wild wolf was watching the ceremony in the Legion Temple anxiously.

"They should follow me—these people are mine, brother!"

The eldest daughter had a blank expression on her face. In such a solemn and formal occasion, the smile that was always there on Misha's face also faded and became very serious.

The wolf girl's impatient way of communicating might sound threatening to outsiders, but the eldest daughter knew each of her brothers very well. This was Hera, Hera's nature.

Her willingness to use words like "brother" in her conversations is actually a form of "flattering" and a way of expressing closeness.

She said nothing, silently waiting for the ceremony to end, and the wolf girl beside her could only grit her teeth unwillingly, but still stayed obediently beside the eldest of the offspring.

Ai'er issued a mobilization, and he was the most enthusiastic among all his descendants. In fact, all his descendants, once they entered a state of war, were equally enthusiastic and passionate about war, and their enthusiasm would not wane, even the most hedonistic Barbatos. However, Hera was a man of deep thoughts and liked to express her emotions directly, so she was the most impatient.

"My way...you said you would help me."

But the wolf girl was always restless and soon found a topic.

She gently touched the arm of the eldest daughter of El, who was also the eldest sister of all their children, and asked in a low voice:

"I thought about it last time. You are right. If we break into the enemy's rear without massacre and burning, and have no siege capability to capture the enemy's city, the effect will be limited."

"I thought about it. We can use gunpowder to blow up the city wall. I will go in first to attract their attention. When they surround me, you will attack from the front. They will think I am no threat and will let down their guard. Then I can use griffins to transport supplies for me. I can then break the enemy's defenses and kill all resistance!"

The wolf girl spoke incoherently. She really didn't like it, or she didn't have the concept of "making a perfect battle plan" in her mind. In the past, all her wars were directly or indirectly commanded by Aiel, Barbatos, Kael'thas and others. They assigned battle plans to her pack of wolves, and then she led her subordinates to implement them:

Where to go, when to go, who to fight, how long to fight...

In Hera's worldview, as long as her father and brothers stand behind her, she can move forward boldly and be invincible without having to consider logistics, strategic planning or anything like that. It is already very good for her to come up with a "tactical plan" that connects the past and the future.

El didn't have too many requirements for Hera. The wolf girl focused all her abilities in this area on her personal combat power, following the "military situation" or "hunting instinct" approach. It was enough for her to be a qualified general.

After listening to her brother's "plan" which could barely be called a "draft", Misha nodded approvingly. It was good enough that Hera could think of so much and say it out loud.

"I will help you propose it to father, but you have to think it through. If father adopts your plan, it means you will have to go deep behind enemy lines alone."

"Ow!"

"I can!" The wolf girl howled, somewhat excitedly.

In the eyes of those with a keen sense of smell, the war between the two countries is inevitable.

Tyrell wanted to reap the dividends after the collapse of the old Kingdom of Estalia, and by the way, hit the neighboring countries that had changed dynasties, and dominate the colonial interests of the two countries' new worlds - of course not all of them, whether it is the elves, the Empire, Bator, even Kislev, the dwarves, and the kings of Nehekhara all had their own power and interests in the broken and changed world of Lustria after the Great Crusade. The Southerners have geographical advantages, but it is impossible for them to monopolize all the colonial profits with such a size.

As for Al, it is simply this: strike once to open the way, and prevent a hundred blows from coming.

Sooner or later the war will come anyway, although it is better to fight later than earlier. However, others have already begun to justify their war goals. Germany has declared "war against the Soviet Union". If it does not mobilize and still wants to continue farming behind closed doors, "planning a three-year plan after a two-year plan", it is just waiting for the broken house to be kicked hard and there is almost no olive left.

They chose war. It was only a matter of time. If the Tyrells didn't come, they would be the first ones they would look for after Aiur developed.

Let’s start a war.

The prayer ceremony in the church was also in its final stages. Hundreds of fanatical legionnaires, led by the first centurion, roared in unison:

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood Mother! Sacrifice the skull to the throne!"

The eight-pointed mark of the Anti-Khorne on the Centurion's staff seemed to be flashing an evil red light, and the great being was watching all this with satisfaction behind the scenes.

Chapter 28: Let the Sea Boil! [Refresh]

“War is not what we want”

“I never thought we were going to take the initiative to attack”

"We fought side by side and together we drove out the brutal barbarism"

"But they betrayed us at this moment! Pride and greed took over their souls!"

"You only have one chance! It will determine where our future will go!"

"From the ports of the New World to the temple of Miragliano!"

"Let the enemy tremble! Let the sea boil!"

"Even if the last drop of blood of the Legion is shed"

"We will also achieve the final victory and glory!"

"Let their fleets sink, let their legions be destroyed, let their ignorant people wail, let our flags fly over every port and every town - let them burn until they are destroyed!"

"I am the Legion, I am the Son of Aiur - His Blade!"

The whole audience suddenly fell into a prolonged cheering and shouting. The parliamentarians and representatives present, from farmers to nobles, gentlemen, clergy, sailors and soldiers, artists and scholars all stood up and paid the most fanatical tribute to the person on the stage who made this declaration of war.

"Barbatos! Noble Barbatos! The most glorious son of Aiur!"

"Long live the Legion! Long live the United Kingdom!"

"Long live Al! Long live Al!"

The third-placed heir, after delivering his enthusiastic speech, humbly bowed slightly to all directions in response.

Hermisha, Kael'thas, Hera, Alia, the Bunny Girl and other descendants watched the whole process on the high platform on the third floor. The descendants all looked very motivated, and they just waited for the order from their little father to unfurl the military flags and rush down the mountain!

But as the undisputed protagonist of the scene, Elze...

As for the words, they are good ones, and as for the atmosphere, it’s all there.

He just felt that something was a little wrong, he couldn't put his finger on it, but the emotions were there, and he felt great ambition and passion in his chest, but one has to think about defeat before thinking about victory. As the supreme commander, Al must not be blinded by the will to fight and the desire to win, and must remain calm at all times.

So he remained calm on the surface, encouraged the third brother below with an approving look, patted the handrail beside him, and no longer needed the mental link to send messages. Barbatos understood what his father meant and quickly walked up.

Then the meeting place below was handed over to the mortal representatives to discuss proposals on mobilization, conscription, civil defense and other matters.

Al touched his third daughter's short hair, and the pair of lamb ears lay obediently on her soft hair.

"Boss, ah, boss..." Al muttered to himself with a dazed look in his eyes.

"Father, I'm the third child!" Barbatos opened his eyes wide and corrected Al's slip of the tongue.

"Oh, oh, yeah, Third."

He rubbed his daughter's head, pinched her sheep ears, and pressed the horns hidden under her hair.

No, it shouldn't be like that... The third brother is a fun-loving person, he doesn't pursue perfection, nor does he worship gods to an extreme degree...

"Well said!"

No matter what, Ai Erxian encouraged: "The effect of this lecture is equivalent to the effect of five battalions!"

"We need to record these and publicize them. Um, didn't the Empire have a technology called "Record Image" before? How's it going with the people in the Scholars' Council copying it?"

Immediately, a servant brought two wooden boxes, each containing a black crystal and a blue crystal.

Then everyone retreated into the hall, and after several operations, they activated the photos from the Empire and the imitation products made by the Scholars' Council.

This technology is said to be invented by engineers at the Imperial University of Nuan while they were researching something. The ordinary type will record the scenes that appear in the venue within a certain period of time after activation. Later improvements were made to add the function of recording.

It is a product that is sold and used in large quantities both inside and outside the empire. It can be used in various occasions such as signing contracts, singing and dancing parties, banquets, celebrations, etc.

The black stone is produced by the Empire. It is slightly transparent and looks more brittle but has a better image. The blue crystal containing the starry sky is the result of the Council of Scholars.

If these two things were placed on the table and Al was asked to choose one, he would most likely choose the latter.

But according to the people in the Council of Scholars, in fact, the upper limit of their efficacy is not as good as the "black stone" which does not look good. When they were testing the materials, they accidentally discovered that some associated minerals in the Inara Mountains had better carrying effects and excellent appearance, so they chose to use non-original materials.

Comparing before and after, it is basically the difference between 720P and 1080P, the gap is not very big. Barbatos's movements and expressions during his speech can be seen clearly, and the appearance and reactions of the people in the audience are all recorded. The recording effect of the sound quality is also good, and the emotions are well preserved.

After hearing this, Al immediately made the decision: "Let's do this and use our products!"

"Let the scholars send consultants to guide the establishment of a factory specializing in the production of 'photographs'. If it is not possible to expand production for the time being, send some skilled people to start small-scale workshop production. The first batch should be 600 pieces, so they can be distributed to the villages and towns so that the people can listen and see!"

"And production won't stop. We can just record some songs, speeches, and uh... popular science and stuff like that, and put them in the city for free to play to the public."