Warhammer

He admired and longed for the other person's appearance from the bottom of his heart!

Look! What a majestic, sharp horn! The burly figure is an unshakable mountain! Loyal to the faith and the tribe, and inflicting endless fury on the enemy—this is a warrior! This is true nobility and bravery!

Compared to the old order that was corrupt and decadent, and spent its years in conspiracy, mutual slaughter and internal friction, the new world forged by the Five Seals is the real salvation!

And he, Marshall Santo! How honored he would be to follow under this banner, to bring God's grace and punishment together, to destroy the corrupt old order, and to establish a new heaven on earth for the Tyrells on the burning ruins of Tyrell!

"The four blessed mothers, the four blessed mothers!"

When he thought of this, the man's body couldn't help but tremble with excitement. He was so thirsty that he wished he could lead the Redemption Army to the south to sweep the Northern Army and lead the way into Miragliano!

"His firstborn son, the leader of the 'Angels'."

Junfeng answered Marshall's question and then continued to move forward. The man was grateful, and a fanatical sense of accomplishment surged in his heart.

The entire camp they passed through was like a ruin swept by a hurricane. From time to time on the road, they could see a few collapsed tents that had no one to clean up, or some broken limbs. From the looks of it, they were all human, but everyone turned a blind eye to this strange scene.

The beastmen were accustomed to corpses, although they refused to eat or abuse them under Al's control.

In the eyes of Marshall and those soldiers who have been incorporated into the "Redemption Army", these broken limbs that originally belonged to their companions are now nothing more than "cowards, cowards, and the filth of the new world" who have been eliminated from the pure team by "divine punishment."

They cheered the Four Mothers fanatically and held high the Five Seals, but they knelt on their knees under the massacre and fear that was coming from all directions, and surrendered to the Hexagram.

Without the Miraglianos or even the Northern Army noticing, the troop called the Watchers stationed in the northernmost part of the kingdom had been destroyed. What remained were the aliens that parasitized his body and then burst out of it.

......

Several wisents and some human bureaucrats were constantly reviewing and collecting various information and documents in an office. The Tyrell flag with a blue sword crossed on a white background hanging on the wall in the middle of the room had not been taken down yet, but the statue had been changed from Myrmidia to the Four Mothers and Five Seals.

A piece of paper, which is tiny compared to the books on the table, fell to the ground, but no one cared, let alone picked it up. It was a meaningless thing because the information on it would soon be completely obsolete.

The main body of the text is a very brief passage in Tyrell:

"Everything is normal--Northern Army-Watchman-Marshall Santo; December 21st"

Chapter 62: Redemption Army, Newcomers

Huey was naked, with only a rag around his crotch covering his entire body, walking on the dark and hot ground.

The air was filled with the smell of sulfur, the obsidian land was cracked everywhere, magma was flowing in the cracks, the whole earth was trembling rhythmically like breathing, the whole sky was a fiery red, there were flames in the sky instead of clouds, and dull thunder rolled in from time to time.

A world on fire.

His hair had been singed and all the hair on his body had been burned off. Even the flesh on the soles of his feet had fallen off due to the burning, leaving behind a layer of charred scabs that occasionally oozed pus.

pain.

Hungry and thirsty.

despair.

It whipped Huey's body and tortured his soul all the time.

But he has come a long way, and as he says, grace is at hand…

A corpse dressed in the uniform of a Tyrell officer appeared before him.

The reason why the identity of the "corpse" was confirmed directly was because the distance between his head and body was a little "far".

Huey pursed his lips, staggered over, then urged his stiff knees to "bend" and knelt down in front of the headless corpse.

"A coward."

After turning the corpse over, he directly labeled the beheaded man in front of him as such.

He was stabbed in the back, and even if he was not beheaded afterwards, this injury alone would have been enough to kill him quickly.

Huey came to a conclusion, raised his head and looked at the thick blood-red sky.

"By your will, by your glory."

He raised his hands as if he were performing some sacred ceremony.

Then the man suddenly lowered his body and pressed his head and face against the chest of the headless corpse, biting and gnawing at it madly like a wild beast!

He bit open the flesh, broke the ribs, and tore the fascia!

He took out the broken heart and other organs together. He held the hot, still beating heart above his head and squeezed it hard, squeezing out the blood. The essence of the blood dripped into his mouth, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Blood was flowing on the man's body from head to toe, dyeing him completely red. At this moment, no matter Sergeant Cullen, Martha, or his parents saw Hughie, they would not have the slightest connection with him as the kind young man he used to be.

A cannibal, a monster that devours the flesh of its own kind!

"Boom"

There was a loud thunder in the sky, and Hughie completed his corpse-eating ritual.

He stood up, opened his arms, his whole body was red, as if he was bathing in the baptism of heaven and earth. Looking around him, on the charred and hot earth, at every distance there was a "human" like him standing on the black and red land with his arms open.

Naked, with only a rag to cover their bodies, and covered in blood, there was no doubt that they had just experienced the same thing as Hughie!

"Blood~"

"Sacrifice the Blood Mother!"

A terrifying army with no end in sight is engaged in a terrible fight in the center of the burning world. Their enemies and allies are each other, and even themselves!

The battles that broke out among the Burning Legion were of an intensity that mortals could hardly imagine.

In comparison, the conflicts that are now breaking out in the mortal world are as innocent and childish as the war games played by children in the village where Hughie lives.

Facing such a sight, all the bloodbathed people bowed their heads reverently and submissively, chanting the holy name of the Mother of Fury. Then they removed bones from the corpses in front of them, used flesh and fascia as ropes, and used the remains of these "kind" to forge simple weapons that revealed cruelty and evil. Shouting in rage, they rushed forward like ants, recklessly towards the battlefield that had erupted in the sky, the earth, the abyss, and the entire Chaos Realm, affecting every corner of the world!

......

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood Mother!"

Huey pushed away his comrade's body, which might have been a dead body a moment ago but was still a corpse that had not yet completely lost its temperature, and roared as he swung his dagger at the terrified enemy.

The enemy who lost his courage due to this momentary shock and was unable to maintain his anger will ultimately be labeled a "coward"!

Huey's dagger was not sharp, but it burst out with more power than it should have.

It chopped into the man's head with one blow, and Huey pushed his enemy to the ground. Before he could instinctively attack him with the weapon in his right hand, Huey stepped on his arm and stabbed the dagger in his left hand into the latter's abdomen.

The painful wail was the final note of this trial. When Hughie used all his strength to end the opponent's life and was about to face the challenge of the remaining six enemies, the Judge rang the bronze bell.

Today's trial is over.

Huey easily pulled his dagger out of the unfortunate man's skull. This would have taken him some effort in the past, but now he could do it easily.

Then he and the six former enemies, with no one knowing whether they would continue to be enemies or companions next time, walked out together and returned to the barracks.

He took a quick look and found that several roommates were missing and a few new faces had appeared.

At this time, no one in the room rested, but knelt neatly in front of the shrine in the middle of the barracks. It was a three-phase goddess with three faces on the left, middle and right, and each face showed an extremely angry and furious look.

Regardless of the fact that he was covered in blood and his wounds had not yet fully healed, Huey walked over, found an empty spot, knelt down, and prayed with everyone.

"Heaven created all things to nourish man!" "People are still angry at Heaven's cruelty!"

"Rotten locusts are everywhere in the world!" "All people are suffering and rotten!"

"..."

"..."

"The unvirtuous man is worthy of death!" "The unrighteous man is worthy of death!"

"The cowardly man says he can be killed!" "The unbelieving man says he can be killed!"

"If you are not brave, you don't believe, and you don't obey God!" "We can all be killed, killed, killed!"

"..."

"..."

"The Redeemers, the newborns, because the people of this world are cowardly and incompetent! Cut them down with swords and axes, and persuade them to convert! Do not follow false gods and return to the true faith!"

"..."

"Degenerate and corrupt, God resents us, God punishes us, Mother is angry, and sends the Son to pass on the message!"

"The Holy King had mercy on us humans. He peeled off our skin and flesh, extracted our bones, replaced our organs, and gave us a new life!"

“…”

Even if Al was there, he would not be able to resist complaining:

Where the hell did this cult come from?

But Huey was completely immersed in it.

During this period of time, he really lived up to his prayers, experiencing a short but extremely long...

newborn!

In front of the demonic Blood Mother altar made of skulls, the survivors of the original Watcher Corps and those captured by the Beastmen in the mountains and forests were thrown in, just like how Aiur transformed the Brotherhood, but the method was even more cruel than that.

The Beastmen used swift slaughter and terror to intimidate the captives, and forced them to fight each other. In the end, the survivors also completed their transformation under the influence of the power of Chaos, and accepted the Legion's propaganda:

The war was entirely the fault of the nobles of the principality—they didn't care about the lives of soldiers and civilians—on the contrary, everything they are suffering now is due to those people's mistakes!

Their dissatisfaction with the old order and the old civilization has been ignited by the fire of anger fueled by fear.

As mentioned in the preface, they have realized that everything they have suffered is the fault of those nobles in the south, those "meat eaters", and they further despise everything of the old order, regarding the Beastman Legion as the wrath of the "true God", believing that they have withstood the test of divine punishment, and compared to their "compatriots" who are corrupt and unaware that they are about to die, they have become "people who have been reborn."

Chapter 63: Servant of the Five Seals

During the attack, the secret agents established by the Four Mothers Faith in Tyrell and the underground believers they developed played a huge role.

While Charlie of the Salvation Society was still thinking with Harrington and others about how to infiltrate the Tirell fleet, the Chaos believers who had devoted their hearts to the Five Seals had already sent Aiel the deployment of troops in various parts of the Principality of Miragliano, including top-secret intelligence on the detailed mobilizations at each time period.

Aiur had never thought of fighting a normal war with the Tyrells.

It was as if the enemy thought that he would either choose to defend his homeland and attrition the enemy's troops, or to attack Tobaro despite the long supply lines and losses.

So stupid.

In the eyes of many of Al's opponents, including foreign forces:

Ai'er, the guy who emerged as a rising star in the Greenskin War and finally ascended the throne of a country in an extremely gorgeous way.

His entire story of acquiring supreme power was essentially the process of a "warlord" rising up and stepping into the main center.

However, this "warlord" of his was a little special. He was not a native hero, but bore a strong foreign imprint - but it was just a imprint.

Those who were extremely opposed to Al in the National Salvation Association scornfully called him a "beast cub" and a "foreign tyrant". However, many other people, centrists and moderate forces, still used Al's fabricated birth name as:

A man of Estalia blood, he grew up in a tribe of beastmen.

Treat it as a credible origin, even if there are doubts, pretend to be ignorant and don't care about Al's bloodline.

Because at least in this way, the conflict between the two sides can be covered with a cloak of "internal fighting". Their current hostility is only in political views and interests. Even many people in Mirmidia are silent now, and they don't even talk about the issue of faith. Isn't the Southern Eagle still there? That's enough!

There is only one purpose, which is to limit the contradiction within a certain range rather than a fundamental conflict of life and death.

In this way, if Al is particularly stubborn, they will more or less have a chance to jump ship and turn back, and the two sides will not be completely irreconcilable. In that case, the struggle will definitely be more brutal than it is now.

......

But what is overlooked is the extraordinary power that Al relied on in his rise to success.

On this aspect, because the blessings of the Four Mothers are highly integrated with the Legion, what is shown to the world is:

Ai'er had reached its current situation through the conquests of the country by its elite Beastman Legion.

Ignore the extraordinary properties behind it.

Regarding this point, the most eye-catching one should be outside the city of Bilbarry, when the Blood Mother smashed the bench directly on the heads of the greenskin army, and one blow created more casualties than the Northern Expedition could cause in the entire campaign.

But because the aftermath of this incident was handled very well, the four mothers, including the laziest Joy, also tried to cover up the fluctuations of this battle. In addition, Al tried his best to weaken the fact that the battle of Bilbarry was a sudden disaster, and in turn used unreal names such as "miracles" to whitewash it, in order to prove that he and his army had the help of heaven and the protection of the gods. Bara, smart people who don't know the details will think at a glance:

That's just bragging.

Everyone can deify themselves!

The king's army was fighting hard, but suddenly the day turned into night, and the goddess appeared; eighteen meteors fell from the sky, chasing the greenskin warlord, known as the "Eighteen Falls", and Ai'er took advantage of the victory to defeat the greenskins in one fell swoop;

Under the control of extraordinary powers and the reshaping of the "correct collective memory", over time, even the Birbali people who had personally experienced the miracle of the meteorite fell from the sky felt that this incident did not seem so exaggerated.

Perhaps it was just that the wizards in the Northern Expedition Army at that time jointly controlled the power of Egil, the wind of heaven, and the meteorite that fell was so powerful that it was mistakenly believed to be a miracle by the people who were fighting hard at that time...

This concept has become more deeply rooted in people's minds as the traces of battlefields in the wild are gradually restored and eliminated.