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Anyway, he has to take the blame.

Augustine has Kislevite ancestry and has never been very fond of the state church. His stance is definitely in favor of the military and military honors, so it goes without saying.

But if he ignored the Senate's orders, played dumb and misinterpreted the emperor's hints, and rushed to Matoca to rescue him, even if he won, it would probably be too late for him.

I can only remain vague for now.

Liberate the western city-states. Okay, I'll do it.

But considering the importance of Matoka, we cannot ignore it.

Sending two cavalry units and a group of knights to help was the best he could do so far.

It is neither reasonable nor moral for the country to be blamed for anything.

Those who are trying to hinder others and use dirty tricks cannot tear their faces off and shout that they want the vanguard army (the returnees) to die, nor can they make things too obvious. The returnees, who are so powerful, are not a group of wooden fishes waiting to be hit.

If there really were to be a scandal in which the "orthodox" were to deliberately harm a sect, the uncertain momentum of the returnees could really cause a shocking split in the church, which no one wants to see.

Augustine felt that what he had done so far was enough to deal with all aspects.

That’s all for now.

In fact, the main key point lies in how long Matoka can last.

If Matoca could hold out long enough, until ten days later, giving Augustine time to follow orders from home to liberate various territories, absorb reinforcements, and make adequate preparations, then when he leads the army to rescue, no one would be able to blame him.

114: Battle for the Border

Ten days had passed since the Siege of Matoka.

The defenders are still struggling to resist the greenskins' offensive, but they are gradually becoming exhausted, and the long-awaited reinforcements are still on the way.

At this time, another army arrived not far from the battlefield.

It's just across a river.

The other side of Blackwater Bay.

Behind the mudflats on both sides of the river bend is a flat terrain.

After the victory at Black Rock Castle, Al learned of the fate of the Empire and laid siege to Matoka. After a short rest and two days of celebration, he quickly led his army back west.

Damn, the Empire's Big Brother is not kind.

Instead of helping when there is something to do, he runs off to grab territory.

He couldn't be slow, otherwise he would end up picking up other people's leftovers.

After what Mao Liang had done, the border prince's territory, with an area suitable for civilized agricultural production that exceeds the area of ​​the two southern kingdoms, was bound to face a major turning point.

The loose state-state environment of the past must change.

A small country with few people, a lifestyle of moderate prosperity, vast fields, no cruel exploitation by the nobility and squeezing in factories, no serfdom... these certainly made the border territories a place that many poor imperial and Kislev people yearned for. But at the same time, without even the smallest nominal unified regime, such as the period of the struggle for the throne and the decline of the central authority of the empire, the border princes' fertile lands also sunk into a prosperous and beautiful life, lacking the strength to resist powerful external threats.

The scattered border states are independent and give priority to their own interests when facing external threats, allowing the greenskins to gallop thousands of miles without bloodshed, and raid from Haimen Pass all the way to the eastern border of the Alliance with almost no delay, which shocked people from all countries who paid attention to this matter.

The performance of the Borderers in this Greenskin War was totally inconsistent with their own size. Except for Mirmiden, the other regions did not even put up a decent resistance, and their contribution to the war was even "negative".

This undoubtedly blows up the truth and thoroughly exposes the weak status quo of the border people who are in a sense "unworthy of their position".

Their land was fertile, but they were too incompetent to defend their homes.

After Emperor Justinian launched the third southern expedition (actually there were more than three, but only the three most famous ones are mentioned together), the famous Battle of Blackfire Pass, in which he defeated the greenskins and won a great victory. For the first time, he officially brought the authority of the empire to the remote and wild land of human order, the Border Princes.

In Akkendorf, he summoned the "princes" of many principalities to discuss matters in the name of the Empire and the Dwarf Allies. Some were afraid and dared not to do so, fearing that the emperor would force them to pledge allegiance or put them under house arrest, so they simply gave up their "prince titles" and lived as city lords or town mayors.

At the request of Emperor Justinian, many of the "princes" present accepted the idea that "the glorious tradition of the nobility is the unshakable foundation of civilization" and linked the noble titles of the border territories with the internal affairs of the empire. All the princes removed their titles, and those principalities that could not be considered a complete "country" were reorganized and divided into the current structure according to the "friendly guidance" of the emperor and the Senate.

It is equivalent to ideological output in a sense.

But after this, Emperor Justinian did not say that the border territories should be incorporated into the empire, even if they were regarded as colonies.

why?

Because the border people at that time were just in the "golden age" of the first and second generations after the Great War. The border territory was almost destroyed in the Holy War. These two generations rebuilt their homes bit by bit from the ruins, hunting wild beasts, exterminating greenskins... and turned the border into the sphere of influence of civilized races again.

When Gegogo's army marched north, the country suffered the most serious damage, with major cities almost all occupied and burned. Even in the scorched earth of the Eastern Border Prince's territory, tens of thousands of people were still fighting guerrilla warfare, and some even went into the dark woods to fight wild beasts and goblins, while occasionally going out to ambush small groups of greenskins.

After the emperor's army arrived, these people came forward spontaneously to join them, lead the way, and take the lead in recovering their homes, showing great courage and fighting spirit.

The western principalities did not sit on the sidelines when the war had not yet reached their own homes. They had been actively fighting since the greenskins moved north, forming a coalition to support the war in the east...

Although the border people of that period were loosely organized, they were like the various human tribes before the founding of the empire. They were brave, good at fighting, and each had their own strengths. They usually had disputes and conflicts with each other, but when facing a common enemy, they could put aside their past grudges and fight side by side.

It's a piece of fat meat, but it has the courage to protect its own home.

In addition, the problems faced by the empire at that time were different from those today, and the times had not yet developed to this point, so the desire for expansion was not strong. There were also concerns that if there was no reasonable reason to take action against the border princes who belonged to the same side of order or human forces, if a conflict broke out, it would be another war of aggression, which would be embarrassing for both the emperor and the empire. Therefore, they only returned to the court after showing their power in foreign countries, and did not interfere too much in border affairs until today.

......

If a country is lawless and its people are rejected, and if it has no enemies outside the country, it will always perish.

Although not always applicable, almost all border states meet these shortcomings.

Their degree of looseness is comparable to that of Jiangsu in another time and space, or even worse. At least Jiangsu still has a nominal regional consensus, but there is no such consensus at the border.

In this war, the consequences of the humiliating defeat of the greenskins and the large-scale "surrender of the city" are actually much more serious than the border people's self-righteousness of "protecting themselves", "the law does not hold everyone responsible", and "if he can escape, why can't I?"

Because of this act of civilization succumbing to barbarism and butchery, the foundation of the border territory's existence as a loose but still independent "pseudo-entity" was completely overturned.

The imperial people, who had long been eager for more arable land to evacuate and settle the expanding population, now had a legitimate reason to implement an expansion policy on the vast border territories. Even the dwarves who were right next to them would not have too many complaints:

Because you are weak and cowardly!

We have neither the ability nor the qualifications to occupy and protect such a large piece of land!

As the big brother of the human race and the leader of the Old World West, he naturally has reason to come to me for help.

Being weak and being cowardly are different situations.

Estalia was also destroyed by the army of the Arabi wizard Sultan. Even the goddess of war could not stop the decline. The chivalrous expeditionary forces of the Empire and Batto arrived to help. They fought a holy war for nearly a hundred years to help the Estalia people restore their country, but they did not say, "You are too weak, so don't even think about restoring your country. Just stick with us in the future."

It is true that the Estalia people were beaten badly, but their resistance never stopped from the beginning to the end, and there were guerrillas and liberation army activities everywhere.

In the war-torn medieval world (in the past), being weak was a sin, but as long as you still had the courage to draw your sword and fight, even the gods would pay attention to you (Khorne likes).

Cowardice and timidity are the outright original sins.

After being slaughtered, their heads are not even worthy of being used to build a Jingguan...

The border residents' self-preservation is extremely irresponsible and completely irresponsible behavior at the national level.

The dwarf fleet has been patrolling Blackwater Bay for so many years. Have they let the greenskins go because of concerns about casualties?

So many fortresses have fallen, so many fortresses have been besieged, and have been harassed and attacked by greenskins and Skaven for years or even hundreds of years. No dwarf fortress has agreed to pay tribute and surrender to the greenskins, allowing them to go find other fortresses to cause trouble.

However, if we say that border leaders do not possess the elements of a "country", we can ignore their responsibilities and justify their actions.

In theory, then, this land is a "no man's land", a hot land waiting to be developed, which is no different from the new world formed by the broken continent of Lustria. Other people can come and go as they please. It's just that there are more "indigenous people" and "colonists" who arrived early.

So whether it is the Empire, the Dwarves, the Alliance, or even the Kislev Tsardom in the north and the distant Cathay Dynasty coming here to expand and set up a few "colonial outposts" is reasonable and a legitimate behavior that no one can blame.

.......

In Ai'er's opinion, the only way for the Borderers to maintain their independence and keep their "chastity" from being violated by outsiders is now - although in reality it is no different from having nothing, after all, the Greenskins can come and go as they please.

only one:

That is to immediately convene a conference of border states, where all places will form an alliance and launch a "great uprising" together to form a coalition to actively attack the greenskins. Then, based on the story of the south, form a broad and loose "Border Federation" or "XX United States" but with a basic national framework. They must also declare a clean break with the previous surrender ideology, and in order to wash away the shame, launch a hundred years of uninterrupted "shame expedition" against the greenskins... Only by making a full gesture of "reform", establishing a real country and gaining the recognition of other forces, may the empire be reluctant to take direct action for the sake of face.

But obviously, neither the border people's own cognition nor the courage, nor the interference of the two major "foreign forces" will give this vast and fertile land the opportunity to exist as an independent region.

what?

Two major "foreign forces"?

———Then naturally the Northern Emperor and Southern Alliance would sandwich the border princes in the south and the north, attacking from both sides.

If it weren't for the fight for the border territory and the secondary expansion of the alliance, Ai'er should be on the ship returning to the alliance or on his way south to the Dark Land, instead of stationing on the other side of Matoka.

Of course, in addition to competing for interests in border areas, he also had a secondary, less important, and "dispensable" reason for going north.

Chapter 115: The Interrogation of the Horse Girl (I)

On the east coast of Blackwater Bay, across from Matoka, south of the dwarven outpost Nethergarde, there is an abandoned fortress called "Myrmidia Fortress".

As the name suggests, this is a castle built by a group of believers who worship the goddess of war.

The founders seemed to be a group of fanatical knights who came to the badlands to establish an outpost and clear out the evil creatures around in the name of the goddess, but eventually they had to abandon this place and choose to evacuate for various reasons, causing the fortress to be abandoned.

The dwarves later established a coastal outpost here to monitor the movements of the greenskins, but did not devote more forces to the south.

The flat terrain of the badlands and the scarcity of resources make it extremely costly to establish a base and exert control here.

The flat terrain allows the "disasters" in the wild, that is, the various beasts, monsters, greenskins and undead that roam the badlands, to come and go as fast as the wind; without investing a lot of resources in the early development, the output is almost zero...

Even during the Golden Age of the Dwarves, their control over the Badlands was limited to establishing fortresses deep in the mountains to mine for minerals.

Until today, when Ai'er brought the alliance's army here and set up camp, Myrmidia Fortress became so popular for the first time in hundreds of years.

El's Eastern Expedition Shogunate, of course, because he is the monarch and ruler, it can also be called "The Eastern Expedition Headquarters of the King of the Alliance" is located here.

They made repairs here and planned to cross the river to the north with the help of their dwarf allies to "meet" an "old acquaintance" and deal with the great warlord Mao Liang.

........

Right in the deepest part of this garrison town.

A house guarded by silent immortal guards outside and a magic barrier inside to prevent prying eyes. No one can know what is happening inside.

This is where Al is.

......

"Woo..." The leader of the alliance, the monarch of two countries, the great hero who saved the southern world, the wise king respected by the people, the embodiment of chivalry who defends order... the dream lover of thousands of men, women and children in the south - His Majesty Al.

At this moment, he was being "hung" up in an extremely humiliating way, with his hands tied, his upper body naked, and his back against a wooden stake.

Alina, El's adoptive mother, the centaur girl, looked up at El with an air of scrutiny, or "interrogation". Even though she was in a very humble position, her eyes seemed so aggressive.

"Guuuuuuuuuuu~"

While examining her adopted son, Alina was also sucking the meat spear between El's legs.

The rosy lips swallowed the huge meat spear, and there was always a flickering fire in her eyes. If you ignore the lewdness of the centaur's nose and only look at the "fighting spirit" in her eyes, no one would have imagined that the beautiful centaur with unparalleled beauty and fighting power was giving an extremely erotic vacuum blowjob to her adopted son and master.

No matter when, even when she is angry like now, Alina will not be the slightest bit slack or decadent towards her adopted son's body and the carnal union with Al.

She was obsessed with all the joy his adopted son brought her, just as Al was obsessed with her and others.

The lust aroused by the horse girl in El was burning all the time, scorching his body.

He was familiar with every part of the beautiful bodies of every person in his harem, and vice versa, as a horse girl who had won the title of virginity in El, who had lived two human lives, Alina was familiar with every part of his body as if it were her own.

In every engagement that Alina devotes herself to, she is like a skilled piano master, treating El's demigod body as the object of her performance. She knows clearly which part to stimulate and play with to give El the greatest stimulation, and she also understands which way to please her adopted son to the greatest extent. Even more, with the "frenzy" buff, the horse girl can use the shortest time and the fastest speed to squeeze out El's semen from her scrotum without cheating.

She knew almost all of Al's hobbies.

Alina should be ranked third among those who know about Al's sexual preferences.

The first two are Joy and Omniscience.

This kind of change of offensive, with the woman being strong and the man being weak, reverse push, forced sex, and the woman on top, is an experience that extremely hits El's G-spot of sexual fetish.

But among all the harems, only Alina plays the best, and the others don’t have that kind of “ability”.

Only Alina, who was once considered a half-crazy beauty and also the one with the highest status in El's harem, can do it easily. It is even difficult to judge whether this is Alina's original sexual fetish or simply to please her adopted son?

.........

Alina worked hard to hold her adopted son's thick and long meat spear and sucked it in and out. Her movements were very rough and direct. Every time she swallowed down, the air in her mouth would be completely expelled, and her lips would be sucked into an "O" shape. Because she used too much force, she even managed to really pull out the obscene vacuum suction characteristics of a "horse face".

The intense stimulation impacted Al's senses, causing every cell in his body to tremble.

As the Chosen One of the Five Seals, Al can use his power to weaken his senses, or he can use a certain magic that can be used as a reward to gain supreme stimulation; or he can use it as torture, using Tantalus-like torture to forcibly lock his own sperm so that he will not surrender no matter what, and experience the pleasure of "locking blood".

But he seldom did so, because if he did so, the "competition" would often lose its symmetry. Moreover, with his normal physical fitness, he would be a rare opponent in the world, if not unrivaled in the battlefield of bed.

So in this pseudo mother-son sex scene, Al would not resort to cheating to weaken the "conquest" launched by Alina against him. He only needed to use force to break free from the ropes that tied his hands, but Al behaved like an ordinary human boy who was captured by a brutal, lustful, and extremely beautiful female centaur in the forest, who was prepared to be violated in order to obtain his seed to give birth to the evil and blasphemous mixed-race hoofed offspring. He "struggled" but made no real progress.

If we do that, the joy will lose its meaning.

His meat spear was made shiny by Alina's saliva and pre-cum, like a lance coated with grease.