Warhammer

But given his personality, he might take it slow until the meat is at his fingertips, but now the Aries women can't wait any longer and take the initiative to launch an offensive.

Al...

He naturally lay down.

Three sheep girls, one on top, one in the middle and one on the bottom, were trying their best to serve their boy master with unfamiliar but gentle movements.

The one on top was trying to swallow the boy, the one in the middle was serving the shaft, and the one at the bottom was holding the sac in her mouth and licking it softly.

There are eight Goat women in total.

My waist started to ache.

Al feels that his energetic characteristics will probably fail today.

There were four other sheep girls who occupied the remaining parts of El's body. Only the shyest one stood outside stupidly, like a poor little girl who didn't know what to do at her first silver party.

But soon, the sheep girl who swallowed the spear of El stood up. She was considerate enough not to let her feel left out. She pulled her dazed companion over and took over her job.

Al swore that after this battle, he would use the next day and the day after tomorrow to deal with political, military and internal affairs.

If you break this oath!

"squeak!"

The door opened and quickly closed.

A woman came in carrying a cage covered with black cloth.

"Don't worry about me, wait until you're done."

Claudia raised an eyebrow, signaling the panicked goat girls to continue.

The paladin then opened the cage and carried out the female swordsman who was fixed in a prone position on the ground.

He laid the miserable female companion flat on the ground, adjusted her posture like a beauty dog, then moved his perky hips and sat on the swordswoman's waist, resting his chin on her shoulders and watching with interest.

Al sighed inwardly.

It seems that I can't leave today.

I hope Misha and the others can handle this.

Chapter 111: It's done... not yet, the order from the north

In the end, every Aries woman got what she wanted.

In fact, it is very easy to satisfy them. As long as Al inserts, it won't be long before the sheep girls will let out loud and cute moans from their mouths, and then their whole bodies will tremble and their little hooves will kick around to reach orgasm.

Basically every Aries girl will have to rely on her breasts, mouth, and hands to help Al solve the problem in the end, otherwise they will not get the "blessing" they desire.

It is also a declaration of dominance and ownership.

Most of the time is spent on this.

When Al finally dealt with the eight sheep-female nurses, he had been watching the show for the whole afternoon and took the opportunity to get Claudia, who had been freed several times by both himself and the female swordsman who was used as a human chair, to come up again.

This is not something that can be solved in general.

Ever since she killed Al that day, the Holy Knight Claudia adapted and degenerated rapidly.

She became like a special nympho who was obsessed with El's attack. There was hardly a day that she didn't ask El for sex. The two bodies, one big and one small, had to be entangled together before she could relax.

She has successfully come from behind. The number of times that Al ejaculated on Claudia has exceeded the number of times on the Centaur Girl, but the latter did not count these, otherwise she would definitely get angry and force Al back.

It's like he's lost everything because of his previous experience, and he's having a revengeful mentality - don't you like this body? I come to see you every day.

Al enjoys it and never gets bored, but sometimes he feels it takes up too much of his time.

So every time, he would treat Claudia in a more rough way than Yang Ma and the others, like restraining, placing, lightly whipping... developing the anus, penetrating the throat, etc.

It is limited to this for the time being.

The area before that is the heavy taste area, which is not what Al's sexual fetish is about.

In fact, he prefers to use a simple way, enjoying the paladin's muscular body, and occasionally violently blasting it for a change of taste, which will make both parties very happy; in addition, it is also really good to develop the anus, mouth, hands and feet, etc.

However, Claudia's attitude is the key. If Al is gentle, then she will be aggressive, often provoking and mocking him in the process. She will make Al angry and start to be rude, but then she will be relatively docile and well-behaved, making Al neither strong nor weak.

It's my own fault!

After defeating Claudia, Al naturally would not ignore the last one, oh no, one person.

The female swordsman An was used as a chair by Claudia for who knows how long.

El hesitated for a moment, opened the swordswoman's mask, and then helped her take out the ball gag covered with saliva.

With saliva dripping profusely, An took only a breath before he began to madly insult his former teammate, the Holy Knight Claudia.

All kinds of dirty words and vulgar language were used, which even made Al blush. He tried to interrupt the female swordsman several times but to no avail. Claudia was naked, squeezed between the sheep girls lying on the ground, with thick white traces of semen on her fair skin, and her whole body was a mess.

With his eyes half closed, he looked indifferent, as if he regarded the swordswoman's foul breath as a spice after the pleasure.

Al had no choice but to find a way to shut the latter up.

He would not easily try the one above without the help of a third party, so he chose the one below the female swordsman.

“You bitch! Come in! You bastard! Ugh… Na-Naga’s dirty thing!! Slow down! Slow down!”

"Okay, the horny boy's sow dog ohh ...

"I, I swear to the gods of Myrmidia! I will burst out in this life oh oh oh!!! I'm going to burst oh oh oh!!!"

"I must kill you. I'll kill you oh oh oh~~!!!"

Inside the room, insults and obscene words kept spewing out of that small red mouth, sounding particularly obscene.

El finally injected twice into the female swordsman, whose body had become very sensitive to him. The huge amount made Ann's lower abdomen bulge a little, and her wheat-colored skin was covered with traces of sweat and pleasure, as if it was coated with a layer of grease.

The boy pulled out his body, and after a "pop" sound, a large amount of liquid flowed out from between the female swordsman's legs like a flood. Claudia stood up shakily, pulled the two sheep girls to lift Ann onto the bed, and the three of them lay behind her buttocks together.

Three sexy, beautiful butts shaking in front of him, especially when the atmosphere is so lewd.

The sky also darkened.

Al simply started from the left, holding both sides of the buttocks, and inserted it, continuing today's depravity.

Soon, the sheep girl's body trembled and flowed out of a hot stream. Al pulled out and went to the next one.

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North of Estalia.

Bilbao City.

After Margarita was surrounded and its communications were interfered by the rats and pirate mages, making it impossible to conduct effective unified command of various places, this place deservedly became the center of the Kingdom of Estalia.

Currently, all resolutions and instructions to resist the greenskin invasion are issued from the Northern Port.

The Bilbarians have regained their once-brief core position in an unexpected way, but at a high price.....

Even the Birbali people themselves don’t want to endure this.

Different from the Southerners' trend of thought of "the North sits back and watches the South in turmoil in order to preserve its strength" which arose in order to shift the blame and evade responsibility and reality due to successive failures, the Northerners, at least in Bilbao, have the idea of ​​"preserving strength, waiting until the South is beaten enough, and then going out to clean up the mess, and from then on the prince will take turns to sit in the throne and go to the North every day". It cannot be said that there are no such ideas among the Northerners, but they are really rare.

He was angry because of the accusations of the southerners, and deliberately said: "Hey, hurry up, hurry up, I won't send troops now - handing the northern men over to your group of idiots to die? And you still can't say a good word? Pah!"

In the battle of Gedaz River, half of the casualties were northern soldiers. It was not like every family was in mourning, but they were seriously injured.

The Northerners were also furious that they were accused of "refusing to help" by the radical Southerners who had lost their minds and were biting people madly.

Compared to the Margaritas who are keen on business, exploration, and colonial activities, and are full of adventurous spirit, radicalism and blind ideas, Bilbarri is more deeply influenced by their land neighbor "Bretonnia" (now the Round Table Council of Carcassonne) and the elves of Ossuun.

So be calmer and more composed.

In their exchanges with the Knights of Carcassonne, the War Church in the North also learned from the reclusive knights some wisdom they had gained from the destruction of the old Knight Kingdom.

Among them are the experiences and lessons learned from the young knights' blind actions, arrogance, and reckless behavior in the past.

At the same time, he also dissed the serious menopausal operations that Lilith had done, the poor guidance, and even the fact that a Holy Grail expedition alone would cause hundreds of young and enthusiastic knights to be wasted along the way, and in the end perhaps only one Holy Grail Knight could be trained.

So although, like the South, the North has not experienced war for a long time except for colonization, the war church in the North is, by comparison, at least emotionally more rational.

With the guidance of faith, although the Northern Church also cannot receive the blessing of the goddess, it can always stabilize people's hearts in times of crisis.

The Grand War Master of the city of Bilbali believed from the beginning that facing a fierce waaaaaagh, it would be impossible to defeat the enemy in a field battle with a hastily assembled army without the protection of a strong natural barrier.

We can only shrink our strength, avoid the greenskins' edge, and look for opportunities.

However, these ideas had to be confined to a small circle because of public opinion in the South that was on the verge of turning the table.

The final Battle of the Gedaz River proved that, at least for now, the Great Waaaaagh was too much for the Estalia to confront head-on.

Now, at least the radical Southerners have lost power in the Bilbao Parliament due to their tragic defeat. Not holding them accountable is already a sign of the wise men trying their best to maintain unity. The Northerners can concentrate their energy on the strategy of "accumulating strength - resisting attacks - swinging fists to fight back!" proposed by the Grand Master of War. As for whether the Southerners will regard this as abandonment and betrayal.

There's nothing that can be done.

Compared to the hundreds of thousands of greenskins who are even constantly crossing the sea, a race where every citizen is a soldier, the strength of the Estalia is still too weak.

If I were to resist with my own strength alone, I'm afraid...

......

"Two hundred thousand refugees?"

The news from the Pina Forest cheered up the elderly general.

"How did they retreat into the forest!"

"..."

"You mean, a group of very powerful beastmen? And they want to be our allies?"

The old general stood up and was about to say something, but suddenly he froze in place and sat down slowly.

The enthusiasm in his tone cooled slightly, adding a touch of emotionless coldness.

"There are already enough refugees. If they can live in the forest and get shelter, they should stay there. Otherwise, the extra 200,000 mouths alone will be enough to give Parliament a headache."

"That alliance..."

"Don't be in a hurry. We can't trust a group of beastmen who came from unknown places easily. If they have bad intentions, hum..."

"Oh, by the way, since they want to form an alliance with us, they should show some sincerity. There are nearly 200,000 refugees, and it is useless for the kingdom to just hide in the forest. Issue an order to recruit men from among them, form an army and march south to recover as much lost territory as possible."

"Even if we can't take back a town, at least we can disrupt the actions of some greenskins."

"This is!"

The general's order was somewhat bizarre and cruel, but the adjutant and the messenger looked at each other and obeyed the order obediently.

It goes without saying that this order would cause resistance among the forest refugees. They had already escaped from the greenskins with great difficulty, and now the Northern Council wants them to take the initiative to harass and attack the greenskins. Any intelligent person can understand that the Northern Council's goal is to let them attract and share the greenskins' attention and firepower.

The old general was left alone, rubbing his brows and feeling drowsy.

In the exquisite glass window, the projection of a three-eyed crow appeared on it. Suddenly, the glass surface twisted and the projection disappeared.

The general suddenly felt dizzy, so he rang the bell to call his servant, and went to bed with the servant's help.

Chapter 112: Football, Scheme, and the Knights

Al would never have guessed that the Northern Council of Estalia would send him such a big gift.

He had originally expected that the Northerners would most likely agree to his conditions as the situation was now precarious, they had lost control of the sea and their defenses were leaky, and they were completely unable to fight against the greenskins on land.

El didn't really want the Estalia to "cede" the Pina and Inara Mountains in one go. Even though these two pieces of land were obviously not as important to the latter as life and death, it would inevitably be criticized as taking advantage of the situation and adding insult to injury, which would easily arouse the resentment of the Estalia.

He just wanted a reason to allow the tribe and the Estalia people to reach a mutually agreeable cooperation, and with the help of this "legal principle", he could expand his influence in the Southern Kingdom openly.

At the very least, Ai'er's bottom line was to safely and legally occupy Pina and part of the Inara Mountains, forming an independent kingdom at the very least like the Wood Elves in Athel Loren.

He was watching a unique football match surrounded by his children.

Or "competitive football."

That is football.

El thought that the tribe was strong in its simple military force but lagged far behind in culture. Unless humans were also brought back to the Sigma period, he would have to rack his brains to think of something that would allow both sides to transcend the limitations of race and belief and communicate, entertain and compete together.

Football is relatively unpopular, as most of the people who love it are Wrathhorns.

Unless a heavily armored battle sister goes into battle personally, only a very small number of people with natural brute strength and strong physical fitness will not be blown away by the angry horn beast in a pure physical brute force collision. If it is an ordinary beastman, it is a little better, but for safety reasons, Ai'er does not support humans to participate in this thing for the time being.

If they were separated, they would fight each other again, which would not achieve what El wanted: "eliminating racial barriers through communication and promoting friendship between humans and beastmen."