Warhammer

It is hard to say what feelings a newly widowed wife would have in that situation toward her husband, whose life was quite epic but could not continue.

After all, a man who went to sea on a whim and then disappeared without a trace, forced a woman to waste her best years of youth waiting to get married under pressure from both the man and the woman's families. After she finally got married, she was dramatically betrayed and murdered by her own servant, leaving behind a leaky family business and a pregnant widow.

Anyway, if the roles were reversed, and if Al or one of Al's relatives or sisters had been delayed like this, he would...

Otherwise, Al wouldn't dare to play the game of "Madam, you shouldn't..." Although Al's life in the harem was not excessive, he was also an unscrupulous type. But perhaps it was because he liked mature women, liked to be cared for and loved by others, and put himself in a more "submissive" position.

So Al was quite afraid that the harem would be unhappy or even angry about something.

Simply put, it means being henpecked (bushi).

In terms of emotions, Al is the type who tends to take advantage of every opportunity. The gentler the elder sister is, the more he demands. Or vice versa. If he meets a bad woman, she will definitely be played with harshly... It is also possible that he can destroy the image of a woman, catch the bad woman and train her so that she cannot be provoked.

Although the wife is not as completely devoted to Al as Yang's mother is, she can be described as a virtuous young woman who obeys the boy in everything. She will try her best to obey the boy's demands and standards as much as possible. Only when Al is too presumptuous and does something too excessive will she find it difficult to accept. She will become shy, unwilling to take the initiative, and her body will have a slight instinctive resistance.

Generally, only when the passion is strong and the girl is already overwhelmed by sex, will she shyly agree to the boy's excessive demands.

After waking up, I feel shy and ashamed, my mind and behavior are dizzy, as if I am escaping.

My wife received a conservative, church-educated education. If she wasn't conservative, she wouldn't have spent so much time on an engagement whose fate she didn't know for sure in a relatively open social environment like Estalia, although the man's family status was also a factor.

Mustering up the courage to agree to join the congressmen in giving "gifts" to "Beast King Al" was almost the only decision she had ever made in her life that had a major impact on her life.

Then, in Elna, young Mrs. Malena found her new meaning:

Take care of a boy who is extremely handsome and incredibly powerful, and at the same time tolerate and accept all his willfulness and demands.

This started out as a job and a physical transaction, but gradually it began to "deteriorate" and became associated with all sorts of extra emotions, such as liking, habit, and dependence.

Now it seems......

The missus lay on the mat, head lowered, and sucked the last remnants out of the boy's spear, making sure there was none left in the chamber.

Al breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, and pulled the spear out of the breasts that were squeezed hard in the middle by his wife's hands. His wife also sat up and skillfully cleaned the boy with her lips and tongue.

The pair of bright eyes, rippling with half of autumn water, looked up at him charmingly and lazily. When she met the boy's gaze looking downward, she couldn't help but feel a little shy.

In a blink of an eye, two "no"s have passed. It should be three hours.

The wife stood naked and barefoot on a mat, helping the boy change into spare clothes and then tidying herself up.

Although Al has tried all kinds of things on his wife's body and is familiar with it inside and out, and has personally taught and guided his wife to develop the special functions of certain parts of her body, Al is still obsessed with his wife's body.

The boy hugged her from behind, put his hands under his wife's breasts and rested his head on her smooth back.

When his wife bent down, he bent down. When she turned around, he turned around as well. His wife also obeyed Al and left the upper body clothes until the end, then she gently squeezed the boy's wrist.

Al then let go of his hand and went to look for his mask, but suddenly he remembered that he had left the mask in the palace.

Then I suddenly remembered what I had forgotten before!

"Alas!!!"

Al's face instantly showed the kind of expression that was as if he saw waaaghBOOS being crushed to death by the enemy with one hand, and then a group of goblin boys who could easily kick, trample and kill a hundred of themselves with their war horses alone, and he didn't have any green-skinned companions around him, seeing a large group of fully armed tin-can Batto knights raising their swords towards him and charging at him while shouting "For the lady"!

The shadow of the terrifying weapon seemed to be looming above his head.

Blinking his eyes to dispel the hallucination, Al was so panicked that he didn't even bother to put on his shoes. He walked around barefoot on the ground, his brain working frantically, thinking of a countermeasure.

You can't just let go of your foster mother's pigeons.

Although in the end, I just need to act coquettishly to her - Centaur girls are very susceptible to this trick, and then lie in her arms, bite her breasts, say a lot of sweet words, and add a few easy sex to deal with this matter, but just like all people who make mistakes:

Never wait until a mistake is exposed if you can fix it beforehand.

Al thought for a while. His wife had already cleaned up the battlefield between the two of them. Al took a casual look and suddenly an idea came to him.

"Shake people!"

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It seemed that Misha, who always had a vague smile on her face, came with her entourage to meet her young father, who was going out with only a maid for the first time.

Al took his eldest daughter's hand with a guilty conscience and led her to the direction of the work. He spoke first with a guilty conscience: "I asked the knights to come to you to get manpower and materials to build an altar for the goddess Lilith. Later, I thought that this matter is of great importance, so it is better for a father to take care of it personally."

“Yes, for the blessing and the glory will all be yours.”

Niu Niu agreed.

Little daddy always threw work to her, although she didn't mind that...what she minded was that Al threw work to her! She either lay in the palace or ran around, rarely spending time with her eldest daughter.

"You and my mom later... uh, you and Alina, remember to tell them that I'm doing serious work."

Al looked around and saw the real purpose. He whispered:

"Just now, Marlena and I were walking around the camp and I lost track of time and forgot what I promised her. Daughter, you have to help me explain."

"Um....."

The half-smile on the eldest daughter's face deepened, which was very strange. At first glance, she seemed to be smiling, but when you looked closely, it seemed like she wasn't smiling at all. I don't know how she did it.

Niu Niu looked up at the sky, and rarely did he agree to his father's request immediately.

Understanding his eldest daughter's attitude, Al heaved a sigh of relief, but still looked embarrassed. He hesitated, blinked, thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said, "Call the second son (Kael'thas) back and have him take your place. The day after tomorrow, your father will take you to the front line to take a look and investigate the enemy situation."

Chapter 143: I have a plan, please listen carefully!

Niu Niu lowered her head. She was three heads taller than her little father, but she didn't look at the little father who was walking in front of her holding her hand, but stared at the ground.

“But that’s a serious job…”

"Let Lao Er take over for a while, I'll take you fishing!"

Al upped the ante.

Niu Niu nodded, picked up his little father and put him on his shoulders.

The group walked towards Misha's office.

The office was the royal tent where El had lived before. When the palace was almost built, El moved in. The remaining tent was given to Misha to live in, as the office of the head of the tribe and the third in command.

It turns out that Misha actually wanted to work near El's palace or directly in her father's palace, but because she was resisted by the centaur girl and El (behind the scenes), she had to make a concession.

I chose Al's old residence.

Al, his eldest daughter and his wife walked inside, while the guards stayed outside.

Al found a blanket and sat down casually, while his wife stood humbly beside the boy waiting.

While chatting with Misha, the excuse of "personally inquiring about the construction of the goddess altar" was thrown out to nowhere.

Shouldn't it be enough to just show up and preside over the ceremony?

Al thought perfunctorily and planned to waste some time and then take Niu Niu back to the palace when the time was right. The Centaur's dissatisfaction should have stabilized temporarily, and she would not hold her adopted son, who broke his promise and betrayed his parents, under her arm as soon as they met and drag him into the small dark room to exploit him without any explanation.

There is movement from the Omniscient Blessing!

Al's expression froze, he closed his eyes, and his mind became introverted.

The vanguard scouts, who had already abandoned the ambush camp and retreated thirty miles, suddenly encountered a red dot symbolizing the enemy, and a battle broke out!

"The greenskins are attacking again so soon?"

El's expression was solemn, and Misha also realized that there was an emergency. Niu Niu stood up. The tent, which had been specially raised to accommodate the centaur girls, was quite suitable for Niu Niu to use.

Then I suddenly thought, "After all, they are greenskins... creatures whose minds are filled with war, war, war."

The goblin spider riders, who were the vanguard of the greenskins, clashed with the tribal ambushers. Although the exchange had the advantage over Aiel - exchanging heads was not something that the greenskins, a species that reproduces asexually and can grow from the soil, trees, and even corpses, would feel no pain or loss, no matter what you think.

Al felt that he was at a disadvantage.

The greenskins had no such idea at all, instead they would just say: Waaaagh!!!

Most people in this world are excited about enemies and fighting, things that they don't like. If they were not restrained by the warlord commander, they would have rushed into the Pina Forest and hacked people to pieces, and finally defeated the enemy's last resistance, destroyed their tribes and camps, or been beaten up by the enemy and fled in all directions.

So it can't be used against normal enemies... It seems that Ai'er has not encountered any other types of enemies except the greenskins and the chaos beasts in the woods as a daily routine.

But it’s good that the greenskins are so reckless.

This kind of recklessness, or even brainlessness, brought about by fanatical bellicosity can often be very effective against most enemies in other regions (such as the Empire and the Dwarves).

But in this area.

Pina Forest!

I was, I was... I was expelled from my hometown, and controlled and enslaved by the evil god!

"Now, you dare to invade my territory!"

"It's really asking for death!"

Misha didn’t understand what middle school was, so she didn’t feel embarrassed. She just felt that her father’s tone suddenly became very deep, and a little "cruel" on purpose.

The wife lowered her head with a slight smile on her lips.

"In this case, the first and second conditions can be met very quickly. As long as the greenskins cannot break through Lilith's mist, the only way out is to go north and beat the Estalia people."

Al became serious and communicated with Misha.

The army that has been assembled consumes a lot of supplies every day, which cannot be compensated by faith and enthusiasm alone. If Chaos is strong, under the shining of the Evil Moon and the Wind of Chaos, they can be full of energy without food and drink. But in that case, I am afraid that a large number of armies also blessed by the "Four Gods" will come south to ask El for the orthodoxy of Chaos.

Although it was a local battle, Al carefully calculated the current reserve situation of the tribe, and the situation was not good.

The war with the greenskins must be ended as soon as possible. If it turns into a stalemate, with flames everywhere in the central, western and southern forests, the organization of production and reclamation will be greatly restricted and weakened, and he may not be able to outlast the greenskins.

The worst-case scenario has probably already occurred: that particular greenskin warlord has forced the Estalia's capital, Margarita, to surrender, and has used this to intimidate the rest of the south, and now the greenskin army has most of the southern kingdoms to supply them.

Ai'er can only rely on the tribe and more than 20 people, roughly estimated to be around 240,000 to 250,000. Currently, more than half of them are refugees who are being supported.

This is the case when women who are able to work and do not need to take care of babies also wear long pants and long sleeves to work.

"I think the best tactic at the moment is to lure the enemy deep into our territory."

Misha suggested to Al: "Use a trapezoidal defense strategy, resist step by step, retreat step by step, wear down the greenskins' strength while stretching the battle line, forcing them to go deep into Pina, and then concentrate the military force to transmit through the earth veins, cut off the enemy's weak points, and settle the matter with one blow."

Much of the knowledge of the offspring is innate, and the power contained in the blessing of Aiel will flow into the bodies of his bloodline children, but this will not reduce the power he himself possesses.

Al nodded, then shook his head, and summoned his second son, Kael'thas Simon, while also summoning the commanders of the Blood Oath Brotherhood and the Vanguard Legion.

Through the blessing of omniscience, he could roughly sense that large patches of red dots, symbolizing a huge number of green-skinned enemies, were continuously pouring into the forest and approaching the nearest vanguard legion.

"That's really the best way."

"But..." El's eyes were cold as he looked towards the side of the tent. There was a large map of Estalia standing on a board. There was a large area dedicated to the Pina Forest and its surroundings.

"The commander of the greenskins is not an ordinary greenskin. Strictly speaking, I even doubt whether he is a..." Al shook his head, dispelled the weird speculation from his mind, and continued to say to his eldest daughter:

"In the previous battles, we have demonstrated our strength, which is a big threat to the huge Waaaagh. Otherwise, the greenskins would not have sent out their army to attack us before heading north."

"Weak in front and strong in the back, luring the enemy deep into our territory... If it was the warlord himself, or if the green-skinned general leading this legion was also a cautious guy, I'm afraid he wouldn't fall for it so easily."

"I think..."

Elton paused, walked under the map, put his hands behind his back, and stared at the area of ​​Pina Forest.

"You can show weakness to the enemy at the beginning...but in the second and third lines, you must show enough strength and a resolute attitude to hold on. With this, the greenskins will definitely siege you no matter what!"

"At that time, the main army sent a lightning strike through the earth veins to seal the deal!"

Al turned to look at Misha, and an uncontrollable excitement appeared on his eldest daughter's face.

"We'll talk about this later and pool our wisdom to see which method is more feasible." Al can't say anything for sure. He is confident, but not that confident. He has to believe in everyone's wisdom!

"This time I hope to follow my father's banner and step into the battlefield with my brothers!"

Niu Niu's tone was excited, the steady and mature long coat of the offspring had faded away, and he was now enthusiastic and excited, with the same feelings that all the offspring had for Ai'er.

Chapter 144: Tribes and Kingdoms

The legions have been assembled, and there is not much preparation left to do.

The mortal officers and heirs were summoned, and Al stood on the steps below the throne, with Misha standing below him, to listen to the opinions of the generals.

There was not much controversy, and Al's plan was unanimously praised and approved.

The key is to defend and blunt the enemy's edge, then gather heavy troops and teleport to strike back at the greenskins.

The mobilization capacity of the tribe is far less than that of the greenskins, who have undoubtedly mobilized everyone to fight. In fact, out of consideration for the refugees' morale, which has just been stabilized, and taking into account the increasingly tight human and material resources, there has been no large-scale promotion of the recruitment of young and middle-aged men among the refugees.

The mortal auxiliary army of three legions of 6,000 people has only been able to expand its militia by 2,000 people after a period of continuous propaganda and recruitment. Their training and equipment are worrying, and it is also a question whether they can withstand half of the enemy's charge.

Al equipped them with swords, shields and short spears, and used them to the best of their ability by taking advantage of the terrain.

The number of troops at his disposal increased from 25,000 to 27,000, and the rest could be ignored.