Warhammer

"I am from the kingdom..."

The angry-horned beast squeezed his throat, and his face turned red and he couldn't speak.

"Go to hell, fat pig!"

The man found the right moment and stabbed the dagger into his lower abdomen. With great anger and hatred, he used all his strength to pull the dagger upwards.

The logistics officer's fat belly was cut open, and his organs, blood, and fat fell out like a flood. His intestines and organs were hanging in his lower abdomen, and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Pooh!"

The man exhausted all his strength, pulled out the knife angrily, spat into the logistics officer's stomach, and said, "This is for you, bastard!"

The cruel execution did not scare anyone. On the contrary, the refugees' emotions became more and more intense, and they rushed towards the supply officer who could already be declared a corpse.

Al just watched them vent their emotions silently, slowly turned over and got off the griffin, and raised his hands to the refugees.

"Humans are not like tribes. All of us are blessed by the Four Mothers, united and selfless."

"You allied with the tribe and accepted our protection, but I failed to notice that these parasites withheld food and left you starving... It's my fault."

After saying that, Al cupped his hands and bowed slowly.

The crowd suddenly fell silent. The crying baby was held tightly in the arms of his mother. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the boy who was standing next to the two corpses and bowing to them.

Suddenly there was a loud cry, the refugees were sobbing and wailing. The grievances and hunger they had endured during this period had made everyone exhausted both physically and mentally.

The greenskins slaughtered them, the parliamentary representatives united and exploited them through the supply officers, the kingdom showed no sympathy for them and even captured the men and forced them to die at the hands of the greenskins.

The refugees felt that they had been forced into a desperate situation. They could either send the men away and live under the protection of the tribe, or be charged with rebellion and become bandits.

And now, there is only a nominal alliance signed with the kingdom, which has nothing to do with their life and death and is not responsible for it at all. The tribe has saved the refugees from extinction twice. He is the leader who is the least like a beast among the beastmen.

But he was grieved at the suffering they had endured, and said to them:

"It's my fault."

The young man who had pointed out to the crowd that there was no way out but death, and who had proposed to the others to convert to the Four Mothers and join the tribe, rushed out of the crowd amid the cries of the crowd, fell to the ground, and cried:

"Your Highness saved us in times of danger, sheltered us in the forest, and gave us food to save us from starving to death. How can you be blamed for what happened today?"

"Your Highness is already a king, and he and his people have stayed away from the flames of war. He came out of the forest and formed an alliance with the kingdom to help us fight the greenskins. His help to us is like a goddess walking on earth. How can we think that this is your fault?"

The crowd cried and shouted, agreeing with what the young man said. Al's face changed and he was quite moved. He hurried forward to help the young man up.

"Although this is the case, I really didn't do better... Alas!" The boy sighed and said, "The tribesmen are very simple and united. This kind of thing has never happened before. How could I have foreseen it?"

"I will be personally responsible for the material matters in the future, and I will ensure that they are 'fair, just, and open'. However, conscription is a decision made by your kingdom after all. As an ally, the tribe cannot interfere, but it will not help your council to force you into the army. You can rest assured."

The young man held Al's hand tightly and did not let go.

"If we had a wise king like your Highness ruling us, and subordinates as pious and kind as your Highness governing us, how could what happened today have happened?"

"The food problem has been solved so that we won't starve to death; but conscription still requires us to say goodbye to our families and go to the greenskins to die while hungry!"

"We have killed the officials of the kingdom and have started a rebellion. If Your Highness is unwilling to accept us, we will die."

"Now that it has come to this, we have decided to convert to the Four Mothers and join the tribe like the others, becoming your Highness's subjects. I beg you not to refuse, otherwise we and our families will have no choice but to go to the battlefield and die, or flee to other places and become thieves or die at the hands of wild beasts!"

A huge crowd knelt down before Al, and the few who didn't react were also followed to show their obedience.

"We ask to join your tribe and become your people, otherwise we will die!"

Al blinked and actually shed a few tears, which flashed across his face, which was both handsome and beautiful, and not like that of an ordinary person, revealing an expression of sorrow and sympathy.

"I don't want to see the people suffer, even though you are not my people yet. But I also don't want to betray the covenant with the kingdom. The current situation requires me to violate one of my beliefs!"

Without the Centaur Mother, no one can control me!

nobody!

The Eternal Chosen One's face was full of confusion.

He turned sideways and covered his cheek with one hand, seemingly unwilling to face such a painful choice. The young man held Al's hand tightly and begged bitterly.

The refugees cried out and begged the leader of the tribe. Finally, Al seemed to be moved with compassion. He sighed, turned around, faced the crowd, and said sincerely:

"I have sworn to the gods and my people: 'As your (their) leader, if I make a mistake, I hope that the gods will not implicate my people and only punish me; if my people make a mistake, I hope that the gods will only punish me and not my people.'"

"The Four Mothers taught us that we should not refuse our compatriots' requests for help, nor should we close the door to others' service. If you really want to do this, please walk in front of me and recite 'Blessed Four Mothers, save us.'"

"I will also swear to you the oath I swore to my people and to the gods."

After Al finished speaking, he asked everyone to stand on his right, and those who were willing to convert to the Four Mothers and join the tribe should walk past him and stand on the left.

Conversion is a serious matter, even after the end of the world when the gods generally go silent.

Under the watchful eyes of Al and the four gods who observe the mortal world through his eyes, anyone who walks past him is a refugee who truly wants to convert to another religion in order to survive. Those who are opportunistic and wavering in their hope of getting away with something will also be deeply psychologically scarred after doing such a thing.

If you continue to be under the influence of the tribe for a long time, you will inevitably end up converting.

Chapter 129: Convert and be converted, the first step of the big plan

So the refugees held hands, showing their determination and unity, and walked past Al in one line after another.

"Mothers of Grace, please save us!"

"Mothers of Grace, please save us!"

"Mother of God! Save us!"

The prayers were a little chaotic at first, but then gradually became unified, orderly, and formed into a whole.

That voice contained sorrow for the sufferings of the world, cries for worldly oppression, the pursuit of hope, the desire for survival, and the...

Great praise.

In the end, everyone seemed to be reborn. No one stayed on the right side. They all stood on Al's left side, arms linked, hands linked, and shouted in unison: "Four Grace Mothers, save us!"

"The four blessed mothers! Save us!"

Those dirty, shriveled and lifeless faces were gradually filled with enthusiasm and positivity.

Al drew out his sword, held it lightly in his hand, and pulled it slightly.

The blood of the chosen one dripped and soaked into the dust.

"Then my mother accepts your faith, and I accept your loyalty."

The beastmen found the outpost. It should be said that from the very beginning, the shady things done by the quartermaster were completely controlled by the owner of this forest.

The supplies that had been piled up in the cellar warehouse were moved out and quickly transported to the gathering point, where they began to be distributed one by one by the beastmen under Al.

The refugees were so excited that their eyes were filled with tears as they sang praises to the kindness of El and the Four Mothers. Although they did not yet understand the teachings of the Four Gods, it did not matter as they would surely understand soon.

In front of everyone, Al ordered that a warehouse be built in the center of the camp, and all supplies be placed inside. The four gates should be opened so that everyone could see whether the food had been embezzled or stolen.

He also left behind thirty beastmen and more assimilated humans to preach and stabilize people's hearts. At the same time, he personally selected some people to re-establish the management organization.

And they made a guarantee to the refugees: as long as they sincerely converted to the Four Mothers and were loyal to the tribe, neither the kingdom's forced conscription nor the punishment of killing the two kingdom officials would be imposed on them.

Amidst the praises, Al mounted the griffin and flew to the next place.

The priest of the wisenthorn who stayed in this base and was in charge of preaching and monitoring was writing furiously on the scriptures with a feather pen.

"He said: From now on, all your sufferings will be borne by me, and you must swear with me that 'your souls will belong to the four mothers, and your flesh will belong to me'."

All these classics and histories will eventually be handed over to Al for review and screening to decide on the final version that will become popular.

At the same time, fierce conflicts are breaking out in other strongholds, and events that will affect the future of more than 200,000 refugees are constantly being created and exposed.

The Grand Sister and her furious battle sisters drove away the arrogant conscription officer, crushed the knees of the quartermaster who tried to escape with a war hammer, hung him up along with the guards who aided and abetted him, and summoned all men, women, and children to launch a trial against sinners, parasites, and degenerates.

Then officially take over the management and defense of these strongholds and move on to the next place.

Before this, (under El's manipulation) dozens of strongholds sent petition groups to petition El, accusing their managers, and many people chose to seek help from the upright and pious combat nuns who had been tempered and verified by iron and fire.

The High Sister and her companions immediately, as they had done many times in the past, picked up their hammers, put on their armor, accepted the help of the common people, and set out on the battlefield to fight against evil and injustice.

This time, even the most stubborn nun who was most disgusted by the elder sister's "heresies" had to admit that what she did was correct and superior.

The clergy and nobles of the empire were all well-dressed and of high character, just like these gentleman representatives, parliamentarians and dignitaries.

They speak of faith with one mouth and glory with the other, calling on the goddess for protection and the Emperor of God for supremacy at the same time.

But they do the same dirty things!

This incident caused many diehards to waver. They did not think that Sigmar was wrong, but they thought... maybe Sister Helen Johnson was very likely right?

And those fighting sisters who followed the Grand Sister strengthened their faith. Under the leadership of the Grand Sister, they firmly believed that if they practiced the way of the Blood Mother, this world and all living beings in this world would live a better life!

This was what Al had thought of from the beginning, to help the nuns unite people's hearts through this matter, and now it seems that the results are not small.

The battle nun that Al had been coveting for a long time seemed to finally show signs of being able to fully join his team.

Why is it that the big guy with a hammer, who doesn't know whether he is hanging up in the Wind of Heaven or on the golden toilet, has a group of young ladies who are willing to be their daughters and brides, and they are so fanatically devoted to him and are so good at fighting.

He could only take with him the angry-horned beast whose appearance could stop a crying child.

All the settlements were rising up to resist the kingdom's conscription. The corrupt supply officers were often the trigger for the conflict. Many settlements, out of anger and despair, even took the initiative to kill or expel the kingdom's officials, and then sent messengers to ask the tribes for justice.

The terrified advance army lost their sources of information from all over the place and were delayed in their hearing as El pretended to be angry and refused to pay attention to the request, which led to the intensification of conflicts and eventually triggered a large-scale campaign of "If you are conscripted, you will die, and if you sit still, you will die too, so it is better to join the tribe"

When the commanders of the advance corps and the diplomatic ambassadors could no longer bear it, they blocked outside the Aiel Palace and demanded to meet with the tribal beast king to get an accurate explanation.

The servants opened the palace door for the advance troops, and Al personally invited them in.

then.

The eight-pointed star altar shines.

The angry horns of the guards surrounded them, and behind them, the shamans joined forces and chanted spells.

Al sat in his seat, looking at the crowd below with indifference.

A dark crack suddenly tore through space and appeared in the hall.

The violent, soul-corroding winds of Chaos blow into the mortal world!

"almost."

Looking at his "allies" wailing and screaming in pain, with various mutation-destruction-mutation-Hondestruction reactions constantly occurring on their bodies, El walked to the rear.

Under his control, the puppet vanguard will continue to mess around under the banner of the Estalia Kingdom, using a tough, even brutal attitude to resist and suppress the demands against forced conscription.

The refugee representatives who have also been almost controlled by Al will continue to cover up corruption and betray their compatriots and supporters.

Let the refugees realize that they can no longer get a trace of warmth and mercy from the old kingdom order, and destroy the sanctity and orthodoxy of the old tribal order in their hearts. At that time, these people will willingly and hatefully join Ai'er's army and become the eternally chosen people of God.

The real war is about to begin.

With a sufficient population as a base, Al's next step is to begin his grand plan of conquering a country.

It is also the first step in Ai'er's long journey to deal with the end.

Chapter 130: Changing Faith to the Beast King Early

When the brains of the advance corps returned "intact" and safely, the people below breathed a sigh of relief, including the junior officers and the refugee representatives who had encouraged the kingdom to contact the tribes.

No matter what their respective plans are, any sane person would never want to provoke conflict or even war with the tribe at this time.

Although Ai'er's combat effectiveness equation of "7,000 Angry Horns > about 30,000 Greenskins > a larger number of human troops" may occasionally hold true on a real battlefield, it will never always be the case.

But even the most arrogant and whimsical radical strategist would never think that the 5,000 people in the advance legion alone could provoke a beastman tribe of tens of thousands.

However, the commanders of the legions soon called together representatives and expressed their opinions:

After unanimous discussion by the advance legion, it is declared in the name of the kingdom and the law that the rebels will be severely punished!

The conscription plan must be implemented!

As for the food issue, Al played a trick here. He only promised those gathering places with radical behavior and the largest riots that "he will personally control their supplies in the future." He used this to bribe the refugees and completely tip the scales of people's hearts towards the tribe.

As for others who were wavering or not resolute enough, Al pretended not to know and continued to allow the supply officers supported by the parliamentarians to exploit the residents there.

Therefore, the Legion also made its own adjustments: in the future, all gathering points that implement the quartermaster system will send several additional members of the advance corps to serve as deputies, and one-third of the supplies will be distributed through deputies.

This is clearly a division of profits.

The parliamentarians and dignitaries would naturally not oppose the resolution made by the kingdom. What they wanted - in the final analysis, it was not their own money that would be paid for, but it was the tribe that would pay for it. It would be best if they could get more, but it didn't matter if they could get less.

But some people still raised the question cautiously:

If this continues, what will happen if the people rebel?