Warhammer

The mustached dwarf who was "targeted" by him had to "go along" with the leader of the allies and the battlefield commander as much as possible, but at the same time he couldn't show that he was bored with their topics. You know, this is a very difficult "technical job" for a dwarf who is straightforward, loves, hates, and even behaves in a straightforward manner.

The dwarf soldier on the airship even prayed that some enemy would come soon, whether it was a green-skinned wyvern or a vampire bat. He would rather jump on the back of the dragon and fight the monster in close combat than stay there and be harassed by the hard chat tactics that Al chose in order to find himself a "dwarf friend".

Al is not likely to chat with strangers simply for the purpose of "improving relationships".

But one thing that is regrettable is... at that time, no one on the airship dared to tell His Majesty, the leader of the alliance.

So after receiving the news from the ground, Al patted his "dwarf friend" on the shoulder with satisfaction, thinking that he was indeed eloquent and good at debate, and his eloquence must be perfect.

Not engaging in diplomacy means giving opportunities to the kids and young people.

Wouldn't this establish the image of Xinling Jun as a man who is close to the people, respectful to the wise and humble, and humble in making friends?

Afterwards, he stepped onto the edge fence of the airship in full view of everyone, and laughed at the confused looks of the dwarves. He looked very nonchalant on the surface, but he was gritting his teeth in his heart.

“Just think of it as bungee jumping!”

Lean back!

The feeling of weightlessness was nothing special to Al. Sometimes Alina would get so excited that she would even throw him up and catch him.

But for Al, this is the first time he has taken such a leap of faith...

The cold wind from high above whistled past him.

Fortunately, Al didn't fall too far.

The Griffin Queen had predicted where he would land and caught him directly. She was used to her "hairless cub" doing strange things.

Now that his individual physical abilities are more or less what makes him a heroic unit, for the superhuman and non-human Al, it is just a simple matter to get on the horse. He quickly sat in his familiar position.

The queen, with a wingspan of nearly ten meters, is undoubtedly a complete "monster". In the past, when she flew in the sky of the Inara Mountains, no crazy and cruel creatures like the manticores, the ruthless griffins, the vicious wyverns...even the largest flying birds of prey besides the phoenix, the giant eagles with a wingspan of more than ninety feet (nine meters) did not dare to move when the queen was patrolling her mountain territory, because even though she no longer supplemented her nutrition through primitive hunting, but was more fed with food prepared at regular times and locations by the palace.

The queen didn't mind taking some action to educate these beasts who didn't respect the king's authority.

If it was a giant eagle, whose wisdom was generally inclined towards "order", or a griffin, then the queen might just teach it a lesson, leaving a few scars, tearing off some feathers, etc. But if it was a smelly and dirty wyvern, or a greedy and crazy manticore, then the queen would most likely have a big meal before returning to Margarita's court.

When El touched her feathers, they felt soft and warm, but in fact they were hard enough to withstand attacks from muskets and steel crossbows. There was also an inexplicable power gathering in the queen's body at all times, making all enemies who dared to stand in front of her and face this terrible beast terrified (terrified the enemy).

After being with El for many years, the Griffin Queen, who was once just an ordinary woman, in El's perspective: "a single wife raising several loli daughters alone", has been promoted and transformed into a rare behemoth in the world after being continuously eroded and nourished by the great power from the body of the Eternal Chosen.

She is gorgeous, majestic, and possesses a powerful strength that is deadly to all enemies.

Let's look at the value of the Queen from an impossible perspective:

A griffin that can almost be regarded as a "auspicious beast" was publicly auctioned at the Congress of the Sigma Empire.

Then whether it is the imperial court of Altdorf, the wealthy city nobles of Nuln, or the relatively poor territories of Nord and Ost, from the emperor to the electors, the archbishops of the state church, and even the commercial tycoons of Marienburg who are semi-independent of the imperial system, they will all be crazy about it, or be willing to do everything they can to own it.

She is a griffin that has surpassed the one ridden by His Majesty [Deathclaw], the [Savior Karl Franz], as recorded in the records. Not to mention, she also has the noble bloodline of a chosen one, a young god walking on earth (incoherence)...

Al rode the Queen across the sky and landed on a special "landing field" that had been cleared for him.

And there was a group of people who were all looking with envy at the king of the allied country who descended from the sky... and the "peerless beauty" riding on his crotch.

Of course, definitely, they mainly look at the latter.

After all, Al didn't take off his mask.

Or even if he picked it?

Among these fanatical crusaders who are obsessed with "holy war", "Sigma" and "empire", no beauty can compare to such a majestic figure, which does not seem to be a thing of the mortal world, but more like a divine beast that flew out from the kingdom of God and brought blessings and protection to the hammer bearer.

The Imperial vanguard expeditionary force, due to various considerations, although the dwarves were not in a hurry for the time being, Celestine and Rhine still sent 4,000 elite troops south to Iron Rock for supplies and then rushed to the front line of Black Rock Castle.

Arrived just before yesterday evening.

The dwarves were very kind. Since the enemy had come from afar and were mainly cavalry, they asked the long-awaited and finally "awaited" Imperial allies to rest on the front line before considering sending them to the battlefield. At the same time, they could also protect the safety of the coalition headquarters during the rest period.

To show their importance, the 4,000-man vanguard army representing the Human Empire set up camp in the middle ring of the Dwarves, less than ten minutes' walk away from the chariot camp where the High King was.

At this time, the Imperial Knights, who were bored with practicing martial arts and warming up for the upcoming battle, saw such a "gorgeous and majestic" beast circling over their heads and landing on the side of the dwarves.

One action of the Queen inadvertently tugged at the heartstrings of countless human men.

Of course she wouldn't know this.

However, the griffin had very sharp eyesight, and the queen even more so. She saw an area on the ground with many flags with the images of her own people painted on them, so she leaned over to "take a look" out of curiosity.

And Al naturally didn't know that his harem was also...

The goat mother, the centaurs, several wives, the goat maids, the demon hunting team, the ladies, the princesses... It seems that their average looks are extraordinary, but none of them are world-famous, and many of them do not show up in public. As for love rivals... It is estimated that the people under his rule are more likely to regard the women in El's harem as "love rivals".

To this day, there is still an endless stream of love letters (signed by both men and women) sent to Margarita's Golden Palace. Even though Al was annoyed with it for a while and ordered that anyone who submitted a love letter to him would be imprisoned for three days, regardless of gender or age, he still failed to stop this from happening. In order to show that they can withstand the test of "supreme respect for the king", some people who are so idle that they don't have to worry about food and drink write more than ten or twenty letters at a time, and then take the initiative to "turn themselves in", saying that they will be imprisoned all at once and continue writing when they come out.

But at this moment, it was only less than a minute.

He instantly had hundreds of thousands more people—

Love rival.

This number is expected to rise to four thousand soon.

written request for leave

Take a day off

Chapter 191: The Moment of Decisive Battle

Al was already very familiar with the mobile chariot camp where the High King was located, as he had stayed here for quite a few days.

During this period, he and the High King got along very well and had established a preliminary good personal relationship - a real one, not the one-sided one that Al had on the airship.

He kept a calm attitude in front of an "elder" who was much older and more experienced than himself, and was very respectful to the man with a white beard and a face that looked somewhat dignified and old like a human being - this was normal for Aladdin Whitebeard.

Facing the Supreme King, who is one of the top few people in the mortal world in terms of status and position, Al knew that he should be cautious. At the same time, he did have great respect for this "predecessor" who was the master of reform and expansion and whose enterprising spirit could be seen in various systems since his debut.

If when that catastrophe came, the Mountain Kingdom was ruled by such a Supreme King who was outstanding in all aspects, Ai'er would feel much more at ease.

As a result, there was less boasting and bragging. Except for those substantive topics where Al actually had his own ideas, insights and experiences, Al was not as flamboyant as he was on the airship, and his words and actions were not deliberate. After all, he was indeed much more stable when he was in someone else's territory.

Maybe the open chat on the airship is a form of rebound?

When writing history books, one must at least describe this: "The Lord is close to the mountain dwarves. When he saw the High King at Black Rock Castle, he regarded him as an 'elder' and said to the people: This is the elder of the world. You should respect him more than I do."...

This time it was obviously due to military matters.

When Ai'er arrived outside the camp, his two cubs, Kael'thas and Barbatos, were already waiting outside. Even the High King himself and Aladdin Whitebeard's most trusted lieutenant, Salam Hammer, were not in the camp, but came outside to "welcome" him in person.

Seeing this, Al immediately understood, so he walked straight to his daughter, combed her hair which was a little messy because she was busy with the war, and asked, "Have you decided to start the general attack?"

In fact, he did not observe the situation on the ground too much while on the airship. He only paid attention occasionally and felt relieved after confirming that the coalition forces adopting the new tactics were advancing steadily and that the casualties were kept very low.

In this case, he was in the airship "sightseeing", and the Supreme King suddenly invited him to come over. Obviously, there could be no other reason except this.

Sure enough, Aladdin Whitebeard, who was wearing a rune helmet, nodded and said in a deep voice:

"We are making good progress. The greenskins can't drag it out any longer. The soldiers have seen the flags of the greenskin warlords appear on the front line."

Al's eyes lit up. This meant that no matter what the real story behind the greenskin commander of Black Rock Castle was, whether he was a puppet secretly controlled by the goblins, a "personality" supported by false "propaganda" and assassination and provocation, or a greenskin warlord who "hid his strength and bided his time" and would forge a legendary path.

As the commander of more than 600,000 green-skinned big guys, boys, and goblins during Black Rock's heyday, the great warlord whose name and title Al still hasn't cared about is finally going to the battlefield.

"It seems that the goblins have no other options left, so we have to fight to the death." He said, "We must be prepared for a very difficult battle, and the enemy has a backup plan."

The High King nodded and patted the armor on his belly. From this action, it can be seen that the Dwarf High King was also somewhat excited.

"We have some 'collaborators' in the enemy, and they have promised to create a 'critical moment' for us. I can tell you this with confidence because the dwarves trust and are grateful to you. There are several necromancers who have connections with Sylvania, and several ogre mercenary leaders. The dwarves use gold in exchange for their work."

Aladdin gave Aler a different feeling than any dwarf he had ever met: "steady, cool, and rational." During this time of contact, he had never heard the High King shout words like "hatred" or "shame." The High King preferred to use his energy on "doing" rather than talking loudly.

He is a rare dwarven ruler whose reason can restrain emotions, traditions, and many other things.

Of course, if not for this, Aladdin would not have been able to support the "progressives" in the Mountain Assembly and become a supreme king. Although his tenure was short compared to previous high kings, the changes that the dwarf kingdom had experienced were far more than in the past hundreds or thousands of years, or even thousands of years.

Because of the dwarves' stubbornness and emphasis on tradition, they are skeptical and negative about many things and systems that "have not been tested for a long time to confirm their reliability", but the consequence of this is——

The new weapon has not been verified! It cannot be put into use!

How can I verify it if it is not put into use?

No matter what, it won’t work without verification!

Please let me try it first!

It won’t work without verification!

How can we verify it if we don’t use it?

This is a vicious cycle.

And so is the system.

"Reform" and "changing ancestral laws" are unprecedented events.

The reformers among the dwarf clans at the Mountain Assembly did not call themselves "reformers" or "innovators", but instead used a more mild description of "progress", which is evident from this and is also a compromise with tradition in minor details.

......

At this moment, the king was obviously very excited because of the decisive battle that was about to break out.

"The despicable goblins can no longer stabilize the authority of the 'great warlord' by fabricating false rumors and assassinating targets of threat. This has never happened in the long history of the dwarves and all the wars against these mindless enemies who are the embodiment of barbarism. A 'great warlord', the commander of a warband, has hardly ever been to the front line in such a long war and confrontation!" As Aladdin spoke, his voice rose involuntarily. It was only then that Al seemed to see the image of a "traditional dwarf" in the High King.

"Those cowardly, despicable greenskins thought they could delay this way, delay their own death, delay the moment when the dwarves can recover their lost land and regain their homeland!"

The High King raised his arm and shouted, "Wishful thinking!"

"Huh! Ha!"

His guards stomped their weapons in unison in response to the king's speech.

"Now, the enemy's commander has finally appeared at the front line!"

His tone was filled with excitement as he shouted loudly:

"Son of the ancestors!"

"Huh! Ha!"

"We will reclaim our lost territories, reclaim Black Rock, reclaim Eight Peaks, reclaim Iron Peak, and further south, we will rediscover the legacy of the Golden Age, just as Master Torek once found the lost Plateau Keep!"

"Right now, right now!"

A magnificent and beautiful picture slowly unfolded, right beside Al, right in front of his eyes. This was exactly what he had been pursuing. He had led his troops to an expedition to the badlands without even any communication beforehand, to participate in a war that had "nothing to do" with him, just for this moment.

Al is indeed a rare creature in the current world. He was once very common in his original world, but later on, with the development of the times, he has "disappeared" or progressed to the next stage:

Internationalist?

Civilization/Order Collective Future.

"Son of the ancestors!"

"Kazukan--Kazachi--Ha! (Dwarf Warcry)"

192: General Offensive

A huge rock statue shattered into pieces, its head tilted and rolling to the ground.

If the dwarf's artillery shells had not hit the statue, which was once covered with feces, mud, and the remains of various creatures, so that its interior could not be seen, and coincidentally broke open the layer of dried and filthy shell, no one would have imagined that behind these green-skinned filth, there was hidden the face of a dwarf king.

His name and deeds are difficult to examine in detail even with the detailed and long-standing historical records of the dwarves. The fall of Black Rock Castle is a very distant historical event even for those "survivors" who have survived the last Chaos advance to the south and the Eternal Chosen launched a world-destroying frenzy to this day.

Half of the king's statue's face was buried in the soil, continuing to be buried by filth, while the other half was exposed to the sunlight that had not been seen for thousands of years, revealing its granite face, its face that had been damaged and chiseled by the greenskins. It had been weathered by the long years of occupation, and today, it finally saw the light of day and once again heard the familiar war cry and the shouts of its people.

He was like a fallen god whose corpse still radiated great power, lying quietly on the land where he and his people had lived and worked in peace and contentment long, long ago.

If the stone statue had consciousness, if it still had a soul, it should have experienced the excitement and trembling of a long wait, accompanied by the sounds that had disappeared on this land and drifted away with the whistling wind in the valley; buried under the corpses and countless unwilling and stubborn souls, the long-sealed battle cry jumped high, calling on the ancestors and gods, in the name of the clan, and the mortal enemy of the children of the mountains in the realm that has been separated from the material world, continuing the eternal, unyielding struggle...

......

"Waaaaagh!!!"

The green-skinned giant leaped high and chopped down with such force that the axe blade broke through the solid dwarf bronze shield and embedded itself into it.

The dwarf warrior who had endured the blow head-on didn't care about the blood boiling in his body. He chopped down swiftly and cut off the big guy's legs with his battle axe.

The latter howled and suddenly fell to the ground. The dwarf warrior took advantage of the situation and chased it, cutting off its neck with another precise and swift axe.

"In the name of our ancestors!"

He raised his battle axe, roared to the sky, and charged forward together with more and more dwarf warriors who were constantly thrown into the battlefield.