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Not to mention the elves. At the Grand Council of Ossuun citizens, some members even openly mocked and attacked the then Phoenix King for his old-fashioned and mean dress, which sounded like an old pedant, sparking a big debate.

......

The purpose of saying so much is to point out how popular His Highness the Eternal Chosen is.

The charm that transcends races overflows in El. The Blood Mother gives him the determination and sternness of a warrior, the Kind Mother gives him the kindness and tolerance, the All-Knowing Mother gives El the profound wisdom and tolerance, and as for the Happy Mother...

The aura of charm, needless to say.

It is the highest blessing that the Four Gods can bestow, which is constant and solidified. Even the joy itself cannot be taken back unless it is El Liangliang. As long as the disgust is not too high and the person is not the first chosen one who is always watched by the gods, basically no one can resist the effect of this halo.

In the defeated exorcist team, except for the holy knight who gave up on himself and chose to fall into evil, the others were so obedient and willing to cooperate. In addition to the fact that El was reasonable and physical, the strong affinity of the Eternal Chosen in appearance and temperament was also an important factor.

This also includes the contacts and negotiations with the Estalia. Although El is used to using some intimidation and threats, he mostly gets awe rather than hatred.

El's appearance in this life is the result of his original body's foundation and Celestine's maternal genes, as well as the micro-manipulation of the four gods during the gestation process. If she is not stunningly beautiful, then she can be said to be a disaster.

In other words, she hasn't fully grown yet, but I guess in the future, she will often say "I'm prettier than my wife" and that's very...

Enthusiastic women and even men (???) even joined the beastmen's march. After they realized that these scary-looking beasts were their protectors and objects worthy of getting close to, they were no longer so afraid of the tribe. Many of them dared to take the initiative to present flowers and gifts. There was even a group of young ladies who were dressed coolly and had big breasts and looked like technical workers. They lifted their skirts, tears of excitement in their eyes, and ran with the team, blowing kisses to the boys.

Al turned around and saw the enthusiastic young ladies and big sisters screaming immediately. He picked a flower from the bouquet and threw the rest over, causing a scramble. He quickly asked the guards to "be gentle and don't hurt anyone" to separate them to avoid being trampled and injured.

The councillors took the initiative to stand in the open space outside the city gate to welcome the return of the tribal allies. The city defense forces straightened their chests and, under the command of the battle sisters, stood on both sides and formed formations like soldiers on parade.

For a moment, Al was very happy with the atmosphere at the moment.

He was like Caesar, who had won one great victory after another and returned to Rome, which was loyal to him, with his unrivaled legions.

But Al realized that he was now just a mercenary and alien leader for the Senate. They needed him, and what they needed more was his military force.

Therefore, he had to make these people change their attitude towards him from "allies, commanders on the battlefield" to:

"leader"

Al has some bad news.

"Marus Port is in imminent danger. I will send troops there soon to try to rescue it."

"The road to the north has been blocked by the greenskin pirate fleet. A large number of enemy troops have landed in the south of Monterey by ship. These greenskins and dead bastards intend to blockade the entire south."

"There are also a large number of enemies gathering in the south. The greenskins who left Miramar Hills (the hills southwest of Estalia) are planning to head north. There is no time to break through the blockade and evacuate. The entire city, three days, no!"

"In two days, Wei Ling will begin to retreat eastward. I will have my people pick you up. Wei Ling will only leave a few people behind to meet the residents of Marus Port who may arrive."

Chapter 101: Preparation and Tribal Development

Retreating eastward was what Al suggested to the Vilings at the beginning. He said at the time:

Instead of slowly fleeing to Monterey with your family along a path that has been invaded by green pirates and undergoing a long migration, where you may face the threat of being caught up, ambushed, and harassed by the enemy along the way, you should take the risk.

It would be better to go directly east and run to the forest nearby. His tribe would provide support. The Pina Forest is rich in resources. As long as the population in a certain area is not too large, it will be enough to supply for a long time.

The Weiling Council had previously been noncommittal about this proposal, but many people agreed with it in their hearts.

The main concerns are two-fold: First, there is concern about the environment when going deep into the unfamiliar Pina forest.

The second is whether the tribe can be trusted. After all, up to now, the human race has only known about this powerful tribe, which is not like those excluded third- and fourth-rate beastmen at all, but more like a terrifying fighting race. The only thing they know about is that they seem to attach great importance to contracts and bear grudges like the dwarves on the battlefield.

If you propose an alliance, they will rush to your aid for several days; if you are humiliated, they will immediately draw their swords and target the protected people they have just rescued from the greenskins' butcher knives.

It seems that it is easy to get along with. Just stroke its fur.....

No wonder!

If it comes to a falling out, Al will not show mercy.

Peace is a small kindness, and the end is a great justice.

But then came the bad news.

Al threw the question to the Veling people, "If the tribe goes to rescue Marus, then the Veling people will have to find their own way to deal with the obstacles along the way to Monterey in the north," and he assisted from the sidelines. In the end, the entangled Veling Council could not choose to bear the guilt of "abandoning its neighbors and letting powerful allies protect it as it runs away."

Moreover, the refugees' general distrust of the strength of Estalia's own military has been spreading, and they strongly disagree with the decision to travel a long distance and face numerous difficulties to go north to Monterey.

Compared to going to the far north, and then most likely repeating the process of army defeat, city siege, fall, and escape, the Pina Forest is obviously so close, and protected by the powerful military force of tribal allies, which is more attractive.

So the proposal to withdraw eastward was passed, conveyed and implemented without any commotion.

Before the greenskins marched north to besiege Viling, many people had already taken their families and hid in the woods northeast of Viling. However, the greenskins advanced too quickly, leaving nearly 100,000 people trapped in the city.

Before this, El had taken the initiative to send orders to Misha and other descendants, asking them to send a force mainly composed of ordinary beastmen, carrying supplies and heading southwest to prepare to receive human refugees.

The camps opened up by the four heirs, plus the headquarters left by El, totaling five camps, will each accept a group of refugees, and the overall number will be maintained at about 1:2. For the extra ones, El will consider opening up several new branches.

During the time he was away, the Beastmen tribe had not stopped clearing the forest, capturing Chaos Beasts (physical) and converting them to increase the population. Adding the 6,000 men he brought with him on the expedition, the 3,000 who stayed behind, and the 8,000 people who followed his four sons to expand the tribe, the total population was approaching 30,000.

For the Great Pina Forest, where corruption is not particularly severe, the number and threat of Chaos Beasts have been reduced by several levels with the expansion of the Aiel Tribe.

Strictly speaking, these filthy beasts are somewhat different from the Doomhoofs before the End. Lacking the influence and blessing of corruption, it is difficult for them to have shamans and powerful beastmasters. In addition to their inherent chaotic evil, they are even quite different in combat power from the indigenous beasts of Lustchia.

Not long ago, the day before El left Vilingxi, Misha and her three brothers and sisters joined forces to ambush an attack launched by hundreds of Chaos Beast Tribes, large and small. They intended to defeat these alternative tribes that were constantly expanding and specifically targeting the Chaos Beastmen to strangle them. At the same time, they also longed to obtain the strange object that had been attracting the Beastmen.

An army of more than 4,000 Chaos Beasts was ambushed in a hilly area by Misha Theseus, the eldest daughter of El, who led 5,000 Four Divine Beasts. The shamans joined forces to release a huge spell, tearing the hill apart and turning the surrounding land into a quagmire.

The wise-horned beast mages bombarded the chaotic beasts with various spells they had learned naturally.

Afterwards, under the attack of trolls, blood bulls and angry horn vanguards led by Karen El, the leader of the fourth legion "Black Iron Warriors", Simon El, the leader of the third legion "Sons of El", and their eldest sister Misha Benniu, the Chaos Beasts were defeated.

Nearly 4,000 prisoners were killed in this battle, and in addition, in the subsequent pursuit and raids, more than 4,000 Chaos Beasts were captured. They were stripped naked and led away like sheep, and taken back to the altar of the Four Goddesses to be influenced by the glory (brainwashing) of the Four Mothers.

Become the four beastmen of the gods, who march towards the goal of great victory at the end of time under the guidance of the banners of the four goddesses and the command of the Eternal Chosen El!

The development of the branch base seems to be very fruitful. The influence and activity range of the El tribe have reached about one-sixth or one-seventh of the Pina Forest. In the entire forest, except for the most powerful and terrifying giant beast kings among the monsters that need to be guarded against, there is no force that can pose a threat to the tribe.

If everything goes well, and even half of these nearly 150,000 Estalia refugees can join Aiel's army, then he can confidently join the southern wave raised by the greenskins to compete for the largest and most perfect delicacy.

......

Al was walking, wandering around outside the city, surrounded by his guards.

The horse girl doesn't like him to sit on other mounts. So far, the only mount is the griffin. Perhaps it's because females and everyone like this kind of beast with a mighty and noble appearance and a loyal attribute, so El can ride the griffin girl to the sky.

When Al is not with the horse girl or riding a griffin, he usually strolls around on foot or lets the Blessed Bull Commander hold the boy with his door-sized hands.

When the figure of God's Chosen (Beast King) appeared in the camp, although it was not as enthusiastic as the previous welcome ceremony for the triumphant return, the refugees still cast grateful and respectful glances and greetings to El.

People took the initiative to make way for Al and took off their hats to salute him on both sides.

At this time, the refugee camps already showed signs of families packing their bags before the big migration.

Even though they had to move after only a few days of settling down, no one complained about it. Most of them had already boarded crowded ships to cross the ocean and wilderness in order to survive, braving the harassment of pirate fleets and the pursuit of green-skinned bandits, so they didn't care about this short journey.

There were people who were curious about life in the forest. A young man was squatting in front of a tent, tinkering with the wheel of a cart. When he saw Al wandering around, he stood up and asked bravely:

"Your Majesty of the tribe, what is in the forest?"

Al paused, stood on tiptoe, then realized that this was undignified and walked straight toward him.

The crowd naturally parted, and the young man stood there in a daze, a little scared.

"Trees, lots of trees. You may never see as many trees as you have seen in the Pina Forest in your whole life."

There were a few laughs from the crowd, and it was obviously a nonsense joke.

"Any more?"

The young man looked at the boy's breastplate. Al was not wearing a helmet, only a mask for ease of walking.

"There are also a wide variety of wild animals, so many that even the most savvy hunter could not catch them all in his lifetime."

"That's not necessarily true. The Weiling people are good at hunting!"

Another voice shouted from behind the crowd.

Al turned around and responded loudly: "Really?"

"Then you should compete with the warriors of the tribe to see who is the better hunter!"

"I hope everyone will learn to hunt, so that we can have more meat every day and every month. I hope you won't miss the taste of Estalia wheat too much by then."

"Thank you for helping us! May the goddess bless us!"

People shouted excitedly, chanting the name of the goddess and praying for Ai'er and them.

Al nodded and thought:

Yes, the goddess will definitely bless us.

Leave request (living in Bengbu)

It's my first cold in a year. My head hurts, my body feels soft, and my bones feel sore.

I tossed and turned in bed all day and just came back with some medicine. I have to attend an exhibition tomorrow and I can’t stand it any longer. I owe you an update.

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Chapter 102: Female Swordsman Transformation.avi

"In order to escape the destruction, they foolishly stepped into another disaster place that bred destruction. The Weiling people surrendered to the Beast King and prayed for a place to stay, but they did not expect that when they walked out of the forest full of filth and evil again, they were no longer pure human beings, they became the same kind as the hoofed people!"

——————The leader of the Estalia resistance, the "Landless Prince", Galen Kirchis.

The mages formed a large circle in the woods and joined hands, carefully controlling the power of the eight winds of magic.

The female hunter Fiona leaned against a tree, glancing at the situation in the field from the side, playing with an exquisite dagger in her hand, turning it flexibly at her fingertips.

The ceremony lasted for a long time, and when the first fierce green light burst out, a team of shepherd shamans and angry-horned beasts walked out of the sunken cave.

“This is the last location.”

The leading shaman nodded to the mage.

"From now on, wherever there are forests and mountains in Estalia, the legions of the Eternal Chosen can arrive in an instant!"

"In the name of the Father! Invincible!"

The majestic Centaur raised his spear and raised his front hooves excitedly.

There is a pattern shaped like an "I" carved in a special color on its breastplate.

This is because the descendants of El, in order to highlight their own uniqueness and the special favor from their young father, adopted the second note of El's name as the logo on their armor.

Each of them is at least the leader of a battle group, showing amazing talent in battle and growing extremely fast.

Use your short life to expand the business of your young father and four kind grandmothers.

The Beastmen worship these fellows, called the "Children of Aiur", just as they worship the young Everchosen, and they regard these special noble warriors as incarnations of the Chosen in some way.

The female beastmen prayed devoutly to the four gods, hoping that when the Eternal God bestowed the next batch of bloodlines, the blessing would fall on the fetuses in their bellies.

The female hunter watched all this with cold eyes.

My heart grows colder.

She completed the deal with the "evil child", but everything was different from what she expected.

Claudia... once the strongest among them, a Myrmidian paladin with unwavering faith in the goddess, was either forced by some constraint to choose to serve that boy... or she had already fallen.

The little nun Alia now hangs out with a group of bunny girls all day. The last time she was seen, Fiona tried to take her away, but the latter foolishly and naively said that she wanted to spread the gospel of the goddess to the beastmen... She now almost thought that the goddess Myrmidia had four sisters!

I don’t know whose gospel you are preaching!

As for the last female mercenary swordsman An...

Fiona bit her lip and plunged the dagger into the tree trunk, using this action to vent her resentment.

This action attracted the attention of the Centaur, and it walked out of the team, stood not far from the huntress, and looked down at her coldly.

"My father sent me a message: your companion is doing well. Continue. After he completes the first step of his great cause, you will get what you want."

Then the Centaur's gaze turned fierce.

"Your companions intend to harm the holy body. This is a heinous crime! It is too heinous to describe!"

It took a deep breath and lowered its spear.

"Father's mercy has fallen upon you twice. The third time, we will come here on behalf of his wrath." After saying this, the Centaur turned and left, returning to the magic circle, and disappeared in a distorted space.

The female hunter clenched her right hand into a fist, which was hidden behind her back. After a long stalemate, she finally let go weakly.

She tilted her head back, half of her face covered by the hood, and tears were streaming down her face.