Warhammer

Outside the human world! Cow girl! Giant!

Feeling a little guilty, worried that he would be caught for slacking off while taking on work for his eldest daughter, Misha brought people to stop him and bring Al back to do the work together. However, it was obvious that Niu Niu was unaware of his own father's shortcomings and virtues, and came to him with serious business.

"Scouts have detected that a large group of greenskins are heading north and are approaching the outskirts of the Pina Forest."

The information brought by the eldest daughter made Al's expression stern. He straightened his mind and said in a serious tone: "Are you sure that they are heading towards the forest?"

"That should be the case. The only way they could go in this direction is to enter the forest."

"Also, scouts discovered a large number of human activities in the greenskin army. They were delivering supplies and doing labor for the greenskins. They didn't look like slaves, but rather... friendly troops."

Al's pupils shrank.

Regarding the large number of "humans" mentioned specifically, Al first believed that they were not pirates. Salt rats generally liked to stay on the ship and would not easily go ashore except for looting and profit. According to the intelligence obtained, the pirates only provided artillery support in the battles against the greenskin coalition, and only dispatched an elite pirate grenadier unit in the Battle of the Gedaz River.

Al vaguely felt that what happened to Cheborio before might be happening again, and his suspicions came true.

The green-skinned warlord with the strange name was also conquering—not slaughtering and enslaving—humans to serve him.

The situation behind this incident may be more shocking than the defection of a city in Cheborio.

“Is there a rough estimate of the number?”

"About 40,000 to 50,000 enemies. As for the follow-up, we don't know yet. This time the greenskins' waaaagh position is stronger, and it is difficult for the shamans to break through such obstacles."

Al said nothing, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"Prepare for mobilization, gather my sons, I will lead them to the battlefield in person!"

"Inform the Estalia people of this news. It's time for their legions to move. Follow us and stop losing battles!"

Chapter 134: Mobilization, Legion, Parade, Mortals

The greenskin army pushed to their doorstep. In this case, the general southern Estalia people would have two countermeasures:

Optimists travel by sea, pessimists travel by land.

But for the Beastmen, after hearing the news of the enemy and the Everchosen calling for help, there was only one way -

"Blood! Sacrifice! Blood! Mother!"

"Skull offering to the throne!"

The morale of the Wrath Horn Legion, which had been recuperating for a long time, was high. War drums, horns, and everything that could make a sound were beaten and blown by them, and the sound spread throughout the camp, the forest, and to every place where the tribe was active.

The tribesmen who hear the horn should know that their Everchosen One has called them to lead them into battle.

For humans, this was a frenzy of such magnitude and almost terrifying magnitude that it seemed to be comparable only to the "Wild Hunt" launched by the wood elves in the legends of Bretonnia, who lived in the forest, wore clothes made of bark and leaves, and lived a savage and free life like primitive people.

The deafening horns and drums, as well as the fanaticism of faith and prayer from the hearts of all the beastmen within sight, made many people feel a kind of fear from their bloodline inheritance. The powerful and fanatical beast army that was fearless and fearless of death, the blessings and flags of the four gods, and an eternally chosen one full of blessings and grace...

Combining all these factors, it is hard not to experience PTSD in a mortal world that was only barely escaped from the massive invasion of Chaos one hundred and fifty years ago.

But this enthusiasm was real, turning into tangible sharp blades and armor that protected them and cut off the barbaric claws that invaded the refugees. This shocking and frightening scene gradually replaced some of the gaps in people's hearts that should have been filled.

The brave and fanatical Wrathhorn warriors left an impression of "powerful", "invincible" and "our protector" in people's minds, while the image of the Fearless Phalanx Legion that was once praised and sung about has gradually faded.

The four powerful goddesses sent down their only son to save the world. That son was undoubtedly their savior and patron on earth, not a false prince who "could sit in that position, because a pig could do no harm and costs much less than a king."

Mortal auxiliary troops were also included in this conscription.

Many middle and lower-level officers in the advance corps were very depressed and confused. Seeing that the kingdom wanted to recruit soldiers, they would rather change their beliefs, which was almost a treasonous act, and join the army under the command of a great chief among a group of barbarians.

But at this moment they displayed the virtue of bravery, holding the uniform weapons and simple leather armor equipped by the Beast King, they formed a square formation, and marched out in an orderly and majestic manner. They stood in the assembly field with their chests straight, accepting Al's inspection.

Ragehorn Troops, Heavy Ragehorn, Guard Ragehorn; Trolls, Troll-Goblin Grenadiers, Blood Mother Bulls, Giants;

Manticores, griffins, flying dragons, and rare giant eagles add up to a total number of aerial monsters approaching three digits;

Tusk, Raging Tusk, Centaur Warrior, El Wolf Pack;

As for the mortal army, after the conscription, Ai'er combined them with the mortal auxiliary army that had all converted before - those who should not have believed had basically been transferred to a separate station, and selected from them to lay off some soldiers whose quality was indeed worrying.

Although he had an absolute advantage and was not afraid of any disturbances, and did not have to worry about the laid-off guy finding a job again or forcing him to work, Al was still very cautious and reused retired personnel. These people generally had a solid faith, so they were formed into a security force and stationed in strongholds with a larger population.

The remaining mortal auxiliary troops, just 6,000 in number, were divided by Aiel into three parts: the spear phalanx, the ranged legion, and the most elite, 1,000-man rangers. However, horses were in short supply at the moment, and they could only barely supply 300 to 500 people, with the rest serving as reserves.

It was actually normal for the officers of the advance army to be confused. When a group of people had just fled and the whole family could not have enough food without withholding food, a group of people who had not come when they were suffering and had just barely settled down and were on the verge of starvation suddenly came and wanted to forcibly conscript all the male adults. Even if they were facing the only authority center in the kingdom, most people would spit on this.

Although Al did not feed them, the average food ration had increased by at least one third since the tribe took over. From not starving to not having enough to eat, it was a huge improvement.

Then of course you can recruit soldiers and buy horses.

Moreover, the treatment given by El was very generous, including family rations, preferential treatment, pensions, and monetary rewards, plus several core teachings of the Blood Mother:

courage!

glory!

fighting!

revenge!

With constant encouragement, when the most basic physiological survival needs are met, there will naturally be no shortage of warriors willing to take up arms and fight for Ai'er.

The Sisters of Battle have not yet fully joined Ai'er's army. They command a regiment of 800 devout believers.

After gathering together, there are exactly 20,000 people ready to go. In addition, the combat effectiveness has declined after this period of tossing and turning. The advance legion with low morale has 5,000 people, 25,000 in total, facing the greenskins. Try to overestimate the opponent's strength, 50,000 heads.

One to two.

Al is wearing a mask and riding on the back of a griffin.

The griffin girl was very human-like. She crouched low to avoid blocking El's figure and damaging his image of riding a beast. To others, she looked like a beast that was eager to try but patient, waiting for the opportunity to pounce and hit the target at any time.

At the assembly ground that had been relocated twice and expanded thrice, Al surveyed his troops.

There are not many cards, but the numbers are big!

One against two, half-cooked rice!

Can fight!

Of course, it is useless to just say such words. You have to do it to be successful. Otherwise, you will become a negative example. The advantage is mine...

But Al still has:

The certainty of victory!

"With the fog of war fully on and an offensive ambush in the woods, can we beastmen lose to the greenskins in the woods?"

Al is full of confidence.

Earth vein teleportation and omniscience blessing were two major assists. He simply operated them a few times and issued a few commands, but he didn't know how to enter.

Just full of confidence.

However, he still understands that he cannot be arrogant. He knows that an arrogant army will eventually be defeated. If he fails once or twice, he will eventually make mistakes.

He had already communicated with his descendants and staff officers. In this battle, they had to focus on being fast, accurate and ruthless. They had to defeat the greenskins with swift force and hurt them badly. They couldn't be given the chance to rush in and engage in a chaotic fight.

Ai'er's main purpose is to make the greenskins realize that the Pina Forest is a hedgehog porcupine. They are not easy to fight, and it is boring to fight and they cannot be chewed, so let them continue to fight in the north.

To achieve this goal, he even planned to give up some places in the west so that the greenskins could pass through safely without worrying about being cut off by a sudden attack before they reached the city of Bilbarri.

Ai'er had previously COS'd a dwarf who was trustworthy and vengeful, and now he was planning to play a wood elf, an isolationist guard. As long as you don't move or enter his forest, the greenskins and humans would fight to the death.

And we must also use this war to boost the morale of the entire people and make them realize that the tribesmen can defeat the enemies that the phalanx army cannot!

The kingdom cannot protect the people, but the tribe can!

The four mothers can protect the people that Myrmidia does not bless!

In order to achieve this goal, Al has made sufficient preparations. As usual, he has invested heavily in reconnaissance to ensure that he can always grasp the movements of the enemy's main force. If there is underground transmission, as long as it is in the forest, it will be his battlefield of choice.

Anytime, anywhere, as long as the main force of the greenskins comes in and reveals a flaw...

Al narrowed his eyes and shouted in a trembling voice:

"I heard that Margarita has fallen, and the greenskins are slaughtering the entire city!"

The mortals were instantly in an uproar.

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Bow and apologize.

With a heavy heart, I miss the wise men and think about the future.................................................

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Chapter 135: Entering the Customs, and the Wolf Girl of Ai'er

"The greenskins erected their filthy idols on the ruins of the Great Temple and smeared the palace and city walls with excrement. The southerners had already shed all their blood in this extremely difficult battle. The isolated warriors built city walls with their corpses, and the remains filled up the Tranquil Bay. The remaining survivors were used as slaves and food. The entire South had fallen, and there was no power to stop or delay the barbaric green plague from moving north."

————Eve Catherine, a “scholar” of the Margarita Seven National Salvation Association

"Let the North deal with it! The South has had enough!"

————Barton Hall, the “businessman” of the Margarita Seven National Salvation Association

Al made it up - if things did not develop as he imagined, then it might indeed be in line with this trend, which is considered "normal" for a city captured by the greenskins.

To boost morale, but also to appease the people who were somewhat uneasy because their conversion and resistance to conscription were equivalent to semi-open confrontation with the rebellious tribes from the central government of the kingdom.

The greenskins massacred the capital;

The kingdom is in danger;

The greenskins are the kingdom’s mortal enemies;

We join the Horde...to fight against the greenskins together with them, and to help save the kingdom!

The priests of the Four Gods often conveyed this idea when preaching to the crowd. After hearing it several times, Al felt that it was becoming more and more familiar:

I entered the pass to avenge Dameng. The country must be taken from the bandits, not Dameng!

I changed my faith and joined the tribe to avenge the kingdom, not to commit treason!

Then he just quietly ORZed, struggled for a long time, and finally became a rebel chieftain in the Northeast. When this news got out, he would be ridiculed among those who wore second-hand clothes.

When people saw him, they smiled and said, "Aixinjueluo, you are here again?"

......

Every time Al thought of this, he became furious but helpless. Although he himself hated this kind of rhetoric, it was effective. The morale of the (human) military and civilians was visibly rising, and the worries about rebellion and the kingdom's attack were gradually suppressed.

As the enemy approached and the situation became serious, the contact between the four mothers and him became distant again. Although no one knew how they could interfere in the mortal world again and again when the gods were generally silent and low-key after the chaos receded, and even Happy Mother could often have cross-dimensional calls with her son and flirt on the phone for a long time, Al estimated that this kind of interference also had its limits and would have to pay a certain price.

Especially when major events and fluctuations occur in the mortal world, this influence tends to be weakened. According to Al's speculation, this situation is based on some knowledge he learned on the Internet decades ago.

Perhaps it can be simply described and summarized using something like "cause and effect", "luck", or "catastrophe".

Anyway, he himself felt that this might be the best and closest to reasonable explanation.

After the legion was assembled, the entire army did not move out immediately. He separated two smaller elite air forces and went to two places to hide and ambush. He set up an ambush on the path that the greenskins' spearhead must pass, intending to engage in a confrontation with the greenskins' vanguard first.

Determine the enemy's strength and appropriately demonstrate some of your own strength to let the greenskins see real enemies and challenges, so as to prevent these green heads from adopting the same cautious tactics as the siege of Margarita under the command of that big warlord.

The greenskins just waaaaaagh and it's over. Life and death are determined by fate and victory or defeat depends on waaagh. Being so steady is not worthy of being a greenskin (shocked sound)!

Although Al believed in the wisdom of the greenskins, he realized that the greenskin leader, the warlord he had never met, was a very scary guy.

Especially because of the endless ambushes in the medieval world and the accidents that could never be imagined, Al always wanted to scheme against others and absolutely did not want to be ambushed, so he made all the arrangements in advance.

As long as I have enough plans and preparations, I can always counterattack and accidents will not catch up with me!

The shamans channeled the vast power of the earth veins in advance and imprinted a powerful teleportation spell at the location of his legion.

The task of the two vanguards was to only serve as the vanguard to clash with the greenskins, and then retreat quickly with the help of the woods. Aiel did not expect to achieve any results, as long as there were not too many losses.

But if the greenskins get too angry, or if the beastmen are ambushed by the greenskins in the woods, as long as the enemy does not use some unimaginable way to surround them with their main force in an instant, he can activate the earth vein transmission, instantly send the energetic tribal army to the battlefield, and crush the greenskin vanguard together with the support.

Having experienced several times of defeating the Greenskins (combat leadership against Greenskins +8), Aiel is very confident that the Beastmen have an advantage over the Greenskins when they are of the same size.

The Angry Horn Army with abundant martial virtues is not someone that can be challenged by those skinny and inferior guys who are despised by Lord Chaos for being fake soldiers!

The Heavy Armored Ragehorn is a high-intensity match for the God's Choice... the champion... at least a Chaos Elite Warrior.