Warhammer

"How many people are there in your town?"

"Forehead....."

"In the Kingdom of Estalia, what level does your town belong to?"

"How far is the nearest city?"

"Is Margarita still holding on?"

"What's the situation of the Goddess Church?" Al pointed at the priest standing next to the mayor and asked him to answer.

"How many militiamen does this town usually have? What equipment do the militiamen mainly use? Are they more likely to use muskets or bows and crossbows? How many soldiers can be mobilized in an emergency?"

"How is your income? Is it more in kind or in currency?"

“…”

"Finally, who do you think I am?"

"..."

The questions were more tricky and in-depth than the last. The mayor was so anxious that he was sweating. If possible, he really didn't want to answer some of the Beast King's questions. Although the other party did not directly draw his swords, those terrible warriors were a deterrent that could not be ignored just by standing in the square.

Samana had already experienced the danger of destruction once, and if possible, they did not want to let it face the threat of extinction again.

The mayor answered Al's questions one by one with difficulty. From time to time, the town's gentry and leading figures would help him add a few words. Al would also ask those people questions from time to time. Although his answers were not accurate enough, he had a rough outline.

Al was not afraid of being deceived by these people. After all, it was not a very critical issue. As he occupied more areas, the details would definitely be presented to him. If he found out that he had been deceived, it would not be a big deal.

As long as they don't run away, there are various ways to punish them, such as confiscation of property, forced labor, etc.

"You, you must be a great and wise leader! A kind and forgiving ruler!"

"Lead an army loyal to you to drive out barbarism and defend civilization!"

The mayor praised Al highly.

Al smiled slightly under his helmet.

"Well, since you think so, then..."

"Does this town need such a great, wise, benevolent and tolerant ruler to defend her civilization?"

A sharp scream was heard in the sky.

A massive aerial beast hovered above the group, then swooped down and landed next to Al.

Mighty heroic figure, noble appearance, perfect barbarity!

A noble and powerful beast.

A majestic griffin!

El reached out and stroked the griffin's mane. Her eldest daughter remained with the centaur, responsible for providing aerial reconnaissance and messaging.

"So, what's the answer to my question?"

Beads of sweat on the mayor's forehead slid across his eyes, down his cheeks to his chin, and soaked his collar.

Chapter 67: The Horde Comes to Help the Alliance

Al stuck the flowers in a crack on the edge of the square and pulled up the weeds by the roots, wondering if it would continue to grow.

He clapped his hands and stood up.

"so what?"

He asked again, the mayor was sweating profusely, and the gentry looked at each other in silence.

After a while, the mayor said hesitantly: "My, my lord..."

"Samana is a territory of the Kingdom of Estalia under the jurisdiction of Weiling... To thank you for your assistance! I believe the city council will definitely give you a reward of no less than a piece of territory!"

Al laughed and asked,

"There is a cough in this city. It's okay. It will be fine soon."

"Once the greenskins destroy Margarita and then head north to wipe out the remaining cities, the Kingdom of Estalia will soon cease to exist."

"Ah this!"

The mayor was horrified.

The gentry were also sweating.

The griffin spread its wings impatiently, and Al quickly reached out and scratched her chin to comfort her, saying without raising his head:

"Just kidding.....As long as I'm here, Estalia won't die!"

"My people have lived in Pina for generations..."

After thinking about it, he decided to be serious and not do COS or make memes in front of outsiders, so Al changed his words.

"My tribe has always lived in the Pina Forest, with little contact with the outside world. We believe in goddesses (I didn't say which ones) and shepherd gods."

"Not long ago, a group of human adventurers got lost in the forest. After we rescued them, they told us about the outside world. Only then did we know that a large greenskin army was crossing the sea to attack Estalia."

"This land is where my tribe and humans coexist. Generations have lived without invading each other for a long time, and the green-skinned bastards will only destroy everything, so I decided..." Al looked at the mayor and others and said in a serious voice.

"Lead the tribal warriors, get out of Pina, and support the human kingdom."

The mayor's eyes were open, his pupils were dilated, and his lips were trembling.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for your help!"

The celebrities and gentlemen seemed to have seen the goddess's salvation, and were deeply moved by her various praises.

"The Estalians will remember your most sincere help in the disaster!"

"Thank Goddess, thank Goddess, She sent salvation to us..."

"..."

The scene suddenly became joyful.

Of course, El didn't really come here to do good deeds and help the people of Estalia overcome their calamity.

How can the fourth class of people be good neighbors?

Is it your turn to save the nation?

Al is just drawing on the experience of his predecessors. Here is one example:

"I have a legitimate reason!"

After Vlad married Isabella, he was obsessed with his status as the Elector Emperor during the Last Hour; the Witch King Malekith, his obsession with the throne of the Phoenix King in Lothern entangled the elves for thousands of years, until he was recognized by the God-King Asuryan; Lord Beilegar, King of Eight Peaks, could get support wherever he went with the name of the orthodox royal family, and even the High King came out in person to help, determined to retake Eight Peaks.

The Eastern Chinese Monkey Head tried to usurp power but was defeated by the Five Dragon Olive, which is a typical negative example.

You are not even a dragon, how dare you go to Luo?

Even as far back as the 17th century on Earth, my Qing Dynasty.

The barbarians entered the Pass under the pretext of revenge for the late emperor (clever tears) and to win over the hearts of the people (smart and obedient anger).

If you occupy the land directly, this area of ​​yours will belong to the tribal chief in the future. It is too ugly to be greedy, and it is easy for you to be regarded as a third-party invader other than the greenskins, and then you will be attacked by both sides.

If it really doesn't work, Al can retreat back to Pina to fight in the jungle, but it's a pity that such a good opportunity slipped away like this. It will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future. Does he really have to lead the tribe to invade the evil land?

So at least in name only, there has to be a reason or an excuse that can fool people a little bit.

Even if it's made up.

It can be fake, but it cannot exist.

"Although the men in our tribe are good at fighting, they are not engaged in production."

"Look at their size. Three people can eat a green-skinned war pig a day. In the forest, we can still barely fill our stomachs by hunting. But when we leave the forest, just the supply of supplies will be a big problem..."

"I'll go! We'll go!"

The mayor and the gentry shouted excitedly. Hiring mercenaries requires money. If they can attract such a powerful army by just paying food, Weiling City will definitely not be stingy.

Al naturally knew what good things these people were thinking, and it was impossible for him to do charity.

"Of course, there are also expenses for entering the human world... the expenses for supporting the tribe... the men are out fighting, and it is too dangerous for the remaining women and children to stay in the forest, so they also need to be relocated..."

As the items came one by one, the faces of the mayor and others gradually became less excited than before.

"So, we need a stable rear base and garrison to accommodate our compatriots and repair the army."

"Samana is a good choice. It's next to Pina and close to the city and the forest."

"For the time being, this town will be allocated to our tribe for garrisoning. Is that ok?"

After Al put his words down, no one dared to respond for a while.

"No, no problem!"

Instead, the mayor mustered the courage to take responsibility and admitted with gritted teeth that if it hadn't been for this group of troops who called themselves beastmen but were completely different from the honest shepherd believers in their impression, Samana would have been destroyed in a moment. Now that the other party has shown goodwill and has an irresistible military force in their hands that can overturn the table at any time, the people of Samana actually have only one choice left.

Al took a few steps forward, gave the mayor, who was stunned by his sudden action, a hug, and then took a few steps back.

"Quickly send your people to Weiling to report the news, and have the envoy come here for negotiation. I believe that the tribe and the kingdom will form an unbreakable alliance to jointly fight against the threat of the wilderness!"

The mayor was confused by that, but he quickly reacted and said yes tremblingly.

Under the helmet, Al's smile never stopped.

It feels good to manipulate and play with other people.

Since coming to this world, Al has been toyed with by the four gods, including being the passive one in most situations around the Centaur Girl. The Sheep Mother is too gentle, and the tribesmen are too loyal, so they can't understand this feeling at all.

Try it now, it really doesn’t work.

"You can let the residents go home. My tribe will stay outside the town first. If there are workers and craftsmen, you can ask them to come and help build a temporary camp."

"Oh yeah, there's one more."

He called out to the mayor who was retreating while nodding repeatedly.

"Call, um..." Al pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then spread out his left hand and raised it up, "Find five families, the kind with husbands and wives and children, come here."

The mayor was a little confused and didn't know what the Beast King wanted to do.

Al grinned and squinted his eyes.

He is very vindictive.

"I have some questions for them. It'll be quick, I promise."

He hates being deceived, especially by someone he thinks he is controlling.

"I want to understand human families, lives, and every aspect of life. This will help us get along with each other, right?"

Chapter 68: I'm going to call this chapter the Al Report!

"So the main direction of labor outflow is to go to colonies and cities to be apprentices or try their luck."

"The mainstream population in rural areas is still self-employed farmers or tenant farmers, and the leading figures are local governors, wealthy businessmen, and large, medium and small landlords who have risen from self-employed farmers."

"Landlords will instinctively annex land. Although with the power of gods and magic, this annexation is slightly milder than the Bretonnian serfs in ancient times and before the End of Time, it still inevitably causes the continuous decline in the number of self-cultivating farmers."

"Most of the landless farmers, bankrupt craftsmen and small merchants who were impacted by the Empire and Batto's products chose to board colonial ships and explore the New World, or break away from the shackles of the land and move into cities and factories."

"At the same time, due to the influence of climate and supernatural powers, there is basically no food problem except in special periods."

"Because the Estalia people value wealth more than land, the newly rich and the bourgeoisie can gain respect and noble status in a simpler way than the Empire and Bator. The conflict between the bourgeoisie and the traditional forces over the distribution of power is also to some extent included as an internal conflict."

"Because there are many ways out, such as working in factories, going to cities to learn skills and engaging in various trades, and especially overseas colonization, which constantly absorbs and consumes population and returns dividends to the mainland, the overall contradiction has not reached a point where it is difficult to reconcile."

"There is no possibility of a struggle between the two classes where one side must fall, that is to say..."

Al took off his helmet and sat down, talking to himself, with some papers and pens on the chair.

“It is not easy to win the support of the civilian class, which makes up the largest part of the population, by purging a certain class and seizing resources for redistribution.”

"On the contrary, it may be because the Beastmen are a foreign faction and they kill too many people, which has caused hostility and blockade from many parties. Therefore, to seize the Kingdom of Estalia, we must first have enough strength, then we need a status that can be barely accepted by most people, and then we must be able to suppress possible opponents in time with absolute military strength advantage to achieve deterrence."

"The most important thing is to establish cooperation with all levels and systems, and gradually make them accept my rule and coexistence with the beastmen."

"And most importantly, who is our enemy... We need to identify our enemy and the forces we can win over."

"From a military perspective, there is no doubt that the main enemy at present is the greenskins, and the long-term enemy is the human opponents who are bound to appear."