Warhammer

The mayor wanted to ride on the gentleman's horse, but the beast had walked all the way with the beastmen's army at its head, and was now trembling all over and unable to bear the burden, just like his master.

He had no choice but to roll up his robe and run hurriedly towards the cavalry with a few attendants.

"They, they are the tribal allies in the forest I mentioned!"

The silent army stood in silence in the darkness, the flickering dim firelight barely illuminating their blood-red animal eyes.

The huge centaur in the lead was dressed in gorgeous and violent armor, holding a halberd, standing in front of the legion like a giant.

A relatively petite figure rode on her back.

Chapter 72: Eternal God's Choice - Ai - Small-minded - Er

Eternal God's Chosen!

A dignified person!

Just at this moment, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the night on the other side. A team of knights also climbed up the hill over there and crossed over. More cavalry followed behind and stopped at the bottom of the hill.

The human side was composed entirely of cavalry, with a few horses left behind to serve as pack horses to carry the bodies of the dead.

The terrain at this time was shaped like a basin, with arched hills on both sides blocking the view. It was even more difficult to see the situation behind in the darkness. There was only a small path extending from Samana. The mayor and others held torches and stood there like a fool on the edge of this potential battlefield where the opposition was vaguely forming.

Apparently, the Knights were also confused by this strange army that suddenly appeared before their eyes and they met it in an unexpected way, the "allies" mentioned by the people of Samana. They were stationed at the foot of the hill, opposing the Beastmen Army from afar.

The human side is composed entirely of cavalry, and their number seems very shadowy at first glance, but is actually not that large.

Although Ai'er is determined to drive the beasts and swallow up the South, the teacher said that strategy should be despised and tactics should be taken seriously.

Therefore, Al must attach the greatest importance to every battle, and when he is sure of victory, he must try his best to destroy the enemy with the might of a lion attacking a rabbit, so as to undermine the morale and reduce the losses.

Bringing the army here not only establishes one's authority, but also shows friendship - I brought the army here to negotiate, not to fight, is that not friendly enough?

But at the same time, he also ordered the wolves and centaurs, the only two mobile forces in the tribal military system, to make a large maneuver to the right wing under the cover of night and the rising and falling hills, and to stand by in the rear to ensure that if a battle broke out, this surprise force could turn into thunder at the critical moment and stab the enemy's back.

A small number of them hid behind the legion as mobile forces.

"If we start a war, we must make sure that no one escapes, including the town of Samana... We must not kill them all, but move all the residents into the forest and divide them up into different groups." Al planned in his mind.

The shepherd's wolf pack gradually changed after they believed in the Mother of Fury. They became faster, stronger, more irritable and more warlike. The best of them had hair all over their bodies as red as fire, and they became the leaders.

Their endurance and burst speed have been greatly improved. If they are wearing heavy armor, they can be used as monster infantry. However, their impact force is still insufficient compared to that of trolls and heavy-armored furyhorns.

However, the ability to chase and target cavalry has been greatly improved. Al has done a special test in which ordinary beastmen were allowed to flee on horseback with wooden spears, guns, and swords. A lone wolf chased them and could easily injure their horses or directly pull the riders off their horses.

The Estalia cavalry are equipped with short guns as medium-range weapons. This is the first time that the wolf pack is facing an organized and large-scale enemy. The specific actual combat effectiveness still needs blood and sweat to evaluate.

A team walked out of the human army and headed towards the Samana people. Al tilted his head and waved, and several beastmen who believed in the shepherd god also walked over there.

The two unfamiliar armies, who were wary of each other and alert to each other, met for the first time in a real sense.

Perhaps it also reflects the attitude of the residents of this land towards the completely unfamiliar "neighbors" who walked out of the forest.

......

"Cease the entire Pina Forest and the mountains west of Pajena and Montra Fortress (the two fortresses in the north, middle and south of the Inara Mountains)?"

"Goddess! How dare an arrogant beast make such an outrageous request to civilization!"

Before the leading imperial officer could stop them, the angry Estalia nobles hurled a barrage of words of opposition at them.

Several shepherd believers, who were relatively short in stature in the tribe but considered strong for humans, listened to the nobles' accusations without any emotion. After all, they were relaying the will of God's chosen ones, and it didn't matter whether the other party agreed or not in the end, the tribe's army would crush them.

They believe it very much.

Although the leading shaman looks like some forest strangers or monsters in Earth's fairy tales, his wisdom is no less than that of mortal wise men. It's just that due to his beliefs and race, most of them stay in the mountains and live in harmony with the world.

The shaman smashed the ground with his crutch, causing a huge shock that startled the knights' mounts and almost threw them off their horses.

"Listen humans, my Lord is not negotiating with you. You are not qualified!"

"At the same time, Pina has always been a place where beastmen live, and your footprints are limited to the edge of the area. In Inara, you are just looking for mineral veins and digging mines."

"My Lord will lead his army to help you in your time of danger, as long as you recognize the tribe's unquestionable... sovereignty over the forest? Yes, sovereignty!"

"And we will give us the mountains that are of no use to you except for the mines and the place where the priests build monasteries and live in seclusion. You can still obtain the mines there. The tribe welcomes and is willing to protect the monks who establish monasteries."

"The tribe is also willing to form an unbreakable brotherhood with the Estalia, just like the dwarves and Sigmar, to jointly fight against threats from the outside world."

The shaman paused, took off a thick, long, hard horn from somewhere that he had been carrying, handed the crutch to the other beastmen, held the horn in both hands, and faced the knights. According to Al's request, he mobilized his emotions and recited the lines specially prepared by the Chosen One:

"This is the remains of the ancient beast 'Divine Evil' Gulmo that our tribe's ancestor killed in the depths of the forest. It is the 'holy object' that our tribe has been worshipping."

"If the tribe and humans form an alliance, we will hand over this 'sacred object' to humans as a token of our mutual covenant."

Several knights from the Empire couldn't help but stare at the remains that were obviously taken from some giant beast. Some even beat their chests with one hand and chanted the name of the God-Emperor Sigmar.

This epic story of two strange races meeting in a friendly (maybe) manner and forming an unbreakable alliance amidst common threats, blood and fire, simply hit the G-spot of these knights, who more or less came from the petty nobility and landowning gentry class.

This is how Sigmar, who was still a mortal at the time, got acquainted with the High King of the Dwarves, laying the foundation for the friendship between humans and the Mountain Kingdom.

In the Great War, the High King and the White Dwarves appeared together and swore an oath to lead their people to reclaim the mountains. In the King's Council, they overruled all opposition and decided to split the remaining dwarves into two, with one group staying in Eternal Peak and the rest following their ancestor the White Dwarf and the High King to the north to support the Empire. In the decisive battle of Middenheim, they used hammer and shield to carve out a road of flesh and steel for victory for the side of Order.

On the contrary, the Estalia people were not paralyzed by these grand epic narratives, perhaps because the tribes were demanding their land.

Under the control of the officers, the Estalia people in the team did not cause any bigger trouble, but they were obviously holding back their anger.

However, this matter was ultimately not something that their small army and the team mostly composed of guest troops could consider. Afterwards, the shaman proposed to the human side to withdraw the army voluntarily. Both sides stationed their troops separately and sent delegations to gather in the city of Samana.

When the news was passed back to the army, Celestine still had doubts in her heart, but the legion was exhausted and it was not suitable to continue the march at night, so the commander also made arrangements to divide the troops.

Many messengers were sent to bring the news back to Weiling, and most of them were stationed outside the city. The people of Samana were very enthusiastic in sending various supplies to their own army.

During the whole process, Al never showed up. The human side could only see a figure who seemed to be riding a horse in the night, looking at this place from a distance. Then he led the army to withdraw to the northern garrison of the town, and stationed with the human army in the south and north across the town of Samana.

Restin seemed to have noticed something, and looking back, she felt an inexplicable strange feeling in her heart.

Elmo said nothing, thinking in his mind of the figure that fluttered up and down around the female knight like a bee or butterfly, and the young noble who tried every means to please the female knight and was very attentive. His eyes narrowed, and his hands that were holding the horse girl's armor tightened.

After the two parties separated, the chosen one of God found two shepherd shamans. They sat in the tent with their big horses and golden swords, supporting their chins with one hand and looking deep.

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small theater:

"Someone has disrespected me before, and I hate it. Please help me get rid of this trouble."

The shamans looked at each other and nodded to the Chosen One.

"What's the plan?" Al asked.

"Invite him to drink, and make him drunk to death!"

The shepherd shaman on the left fumbled around on his body for a while and pulled out a black and inconspicuous centipede.

"This worm can hide in the wine, go down through the intestines, swallow the stomach, paralyze the person and make him unconscious, and then drink until he dies!"

Ai Er was overjoyed and said, "You have helped me get rid of a trouble! Please accept my greeting!"

The shaman said he dared not and left.

In the morning, the two armies drank together, and both the host and the guests were delighted.

Shenxuan was also drinking while sitting in the tent, and he often looked at Jiqi from afar.

Ma Niang was angry and held a spear to challenge Ji Qi to a fight; Shen Xuan was startled and stroked her, stroked her again and again, and calmed her down.

Ji Qi didn't like drinking, so he sat alone at the table. People wanted to invite him but he couldn't, so he went to drink with the others.

After drinking three liters, his face turned red as blood and he fell to the ground. Everyone thought it was a joke and just entertained him. They laughed and said: There are many noble women in Birbali, but none of them is as good as Ji Qi!

He fell to the ground and could not get up. When everyone looked at him again, they found that he was already dead.

Chapter 73: I have fought for half my life!

The formal meeting the next day went much more smoothly than Al had imagined.

Although the Wrathhorns look hideous and ferocious in appearance, they are actually quite intelligent both on and off the battlefield. Moreover, when not inspired by war, their desire for battle is not that strong, and they have enough self-control to communicate normally with other races.

The problem of chaotic aura that El had always been wary of did not seem to manifest itself. The human side's overall perception of El's legion was that it was a strange and powerful alien army, nothing more.

On the contrary, Al was a little uncertain.

Isn't my Chaos origin a sign that I will be attacked by everyone?

Or is it that after the decline of chaos, the mortal world has long known no suffering, and has rapidly developed to the point where life is precious and symptoms and moles are correct?

However, according to Al's detailed understanding, it seems that the forces of order in the world are still wary of the corruption of chaos, but for the short-lived humans, this is more of a slogan and a symbol of spirit.

The elves and dwarves were more concerned about this because of the painful memories of the End of Time. After all, one hundred and fifty years was nearly three generations of short-lived humans, and many of the three elves and veterans of the mountains who fought in the great war were still walking in the world.

Humans really didn't regard the Aiel tribe as chaos.

At most, we can regard it as a new species of beastman who is a little strange and has no idea what god they believe in.

That’s true...the orthodox locust army was regarded as a miscellaneous local force.

Al spread his hands and thought it was pretty good.

At least the possibility of a global discussion is greatly reduced.

The Imperial side, which was in charge of the main task, appeased the Estalia people and reached a consensus: they would only be bystanders in the alliance and the signing of all treaties, and report the matter to Vering. Whether Vering reported it to Bilbarri or Margarita (who was still under siege) had nothing to do with them.

There were a few overly active and enthusiastic Rangers who took the initiative to visit the Beastmen's camp early in the morning and were almost torn to pieces by wolves as intruders. Fortunately, they were stopped by the Red Horn leader who was leading the patrol and brought to the camp, but their mounts were unlucky and one was killed by the wolves. [Previously, the military system was that eight people formed a squad and one of them was the Red Mane Captain. Three squads formed a Red Horn leader. Eleven squads formed a war group with eighty-eight people and one Wrath Horn Vanguard.]

Al personally met this group of reckless and frightened knights, wearing a cold and fierce love, pulling down his mask, and comforting them.

At the same time, we should also observe the knights' attitude towards the tribe. If they suddenly draw their swords or their expressions suddenly change, then there is no doubt that something is wrong, and we can consider making the previous decision to annihilate the human army and relocate all the residents of Samana to the Pina Forest.

But fortunately, the knights were comforted, and they gracefully said that it was their own fault. They paid tribute to the Beast King of the tribe and expressed their expectation and blessing for the tribe to form an alliance with the Kingdom of Estalia to fight against the greenskins.

After being entertained by Al, it was obvious that they were very envious of the weapons and equipment of the heavily-armored angry-horned beasts. After all, those were made in the Chaos Realm, and would be considered precious armor and divine weapons if they were brought to the mortal world. However, although it was not known whether the Four Mothers had used some method to conceal the smell of chaos that should have been so strong that it could be smelled at once, Al was also really distressed just in case - after all, if one set was broken, it would be one less set.

He did not pretend to be generous by giving the knights armor and swords to win their hearts.

Just gave them some monster furs and amber as gifts and sent them back to town.

Speaking of this, Al still felt the restrictions and troubles of the non-human faction.

The differences in appearance and culture make it very difficult for El to establish a stable rule, and there is an innate reduction in favorability.

In order not to disturb the residents and not to frighten the Samana people too much, except for summoning the Samana people as personal guards at the beginning, the beastmen under his command, including Al himself, never set foot in the town.

However, many humans have sneaked into the town to wander around or satisfy their appetite.

After all, no matter how small a sparrow is, it has all the organs.

As a town with a population of several thousand, it is normal to have prostitutes, pubs and restaurants in the town.

There is even a circular platform that is used as a dueling arena. If there are conflicts between residents that require violence and neither side is willing to give in, they can go there to resolve the conflict. There is also an orphanage that takes in children that the widows and widowers in the town do not want to continue raising because they have lost their relatives or their husbands or wives.

Generally, the Goddess's church is responsible for raising them. Those with outstanding qualifications can join the church, or be sent to the military camp to receive education on discipline, honor, etc. from an early age and become a member of the Estalia Legion.

The shaman led the shepherd's followers into the village, and most of them were greeted with a mixture of curiosity and vigilance.

The Estalia in the human army had more emotions in the back.

Thus began the first formal meeting between the three parties (the Samana people were barely the hosts).

The Estalia people in the army were relatively silent, perhaps because the Imperials had reminded them. After all, even if they had reached an agreement to take all the land and treasures, it would not count for just Viling, not to mention the current core of Estalia, the northern city of Bilbarri.

Conversely, even if they strongly opposed it, if the Northern Council decided to cooperate with the Beastmen and recognize their ownership of the Pina and Inara Mountains, how could these scattered soldiers on the front line oppose it?

He simply kept his identity as a garrison soldier and sent out several members to participate in the meeting, but the main representative of this detachment was still the imperial commander headed by Knight Ji.

Al was not at the scene, but was observing the scene through the shaman's perspective.

The first thing to notice is naturally the Princess Knight.

She is one of the leaders of the human army, so naturally she should be paid more attention.

Then Al frowned.

The young knight who was particularly enthusiastic about Celestine yesterday was standing behind the right side of the female knight, standing silently and solemnly, like a guard.

Al just stared at him, making sure that this guy's eyes would drift towards Celestine from time to time.

The fist is hard.

The body of the last guy who wanted to be my dad has rotted into nutrients in the Pina Forest.

Al thought to himself, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly became disillusioned.

This man has a way to die!