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For a time, the Persian mind flayers and their mind slaves, the Mongolian orcs wandering in Central Asia, the Turkic ogres, the satyrs, the hill giants living in the mountains of Afghanistan, and the iron dwarves once again provided Timur with a mighty army.

Then, Muhammad performed superbly and divided his legions into two. The 13th Legion Ultramarines, the 6th Legion Iskandar Dire Wolves, and the 10th Legion Iron Hands directly defeated the Karamanbey Kingdom and Timur's predecessor.

The coalition forces that joined the front achieved a resounding victory. In one battle, they not only annihilated Timur's vanguard, but also defeated the armies of three Bey states.

At the same time, the 16th Legion, the Luna Wolves, did not participate in this glorious battle, but instead advanced alone under the orders of Muhammad.

The warriors of the Sixteenth Legion crossed mountains and rivers, overcame all kinds of dangers like ghosts, crossed the mountains and attacked Cilicia: this core location connecting the three major blocks of Asia Minor, Libya, and Persia. After hearing that the main forces of the three Bey countries were annihilated by the Sultan, the legion commander Horus performed exceptionally well, conquering every battle along the way and completely defeating the two countries of Ramazan and Dukadir whose main forces had died in Karama, recovered the entire territory of Cilicia, and completely blocked Timur's way to the east.

As this lone expedition progressed, cities along the way almost surrendered directly upon hearing the mighty name of Horus. In one battle, two Bey states were destroyed! The Beys of the two states, their harems, and their offspring were all captured alive by Horus. Such a horrific record was rare even during the expansion period of the Ottoman Empire.

What's even more wonderful is that news came from Greece that the leader of the First Legion, the Ottoman Empire's war general Ryan, was defeated and even captured alive. The whole of Thessaly was lost and all the Dark Angels were captured.

This news was a bolt from the blue for the Sultan, but it was good news for the other legion leaders: they had already risen to the position of commander of the Janissary Legion, and there was almost no room for promotion or reward left. The only position left was that of war commander, and now, with Ryan's failure, this position became vacant.

Horus appeared very calm on the surface, but was extremely ecstatic in his heart. The entire 16th Legion was immersed in a sea of ​​joy. A group of legion leaders led by Abaddon even opened a few barrels of fine wine in advance to celebrate the defeat of the Dark Angels. They felt that it was a foregone conclusion that their legion commander would become the new warmaster.

Among the eighteen legion commanders, their boss is always among the top three in terms of personal bravery, war command, and even political conspiracy! Now that she has made such a great contribution, who else can be given the vacant position if not her?

However, what they waited for was only Muhammad's verbal commendation, a large amount of gold and silver coins as rewards, and an unprecedented honor: the name of the 16th Legion would be named after Horus, changed to Sons of Horus, and the word "War Marshal" would not be mentioned at all.

Just when the Sixteenth Legion was feeling extremely confused, a new piece of news came: Muhammad removed Ryan from the position of war commander, and gave this position to his own Throne Legion, his most trusted and trusted heir: the commander of the Thirteenth Legion: Giriman Angelos, and tied him firmly to his side.

Chapter 237: Establishing a new central government

Muhammad's move was rather helpless. No matter how powerful the 16th Legion was, it was not his direct line after all. Many Janissaries of the 13th Legion had grown up with him, and he was also very dependent on the Angelos family, which almost controlled the 13th Legion, to rise to power. His best friend was Mahmoud Angelos, one of the concubines in the harem, who was also an Angelos. It was this group of Angelos elves who helped him with advice and helped him fight all the way to the Ottoman capital that day and made him the Sultan.

With such a huge contribution, it would be okay for other people, but Legion Commander Jiliman really could not be rewarded or given any more titles. Last time, he could only give her more gold, silver and treasures, but she was obviously not happy. After Karaman won the first battle, he held half of the legion hostage and asked him for money and rewards, just to establish his authority!

If he is not given the position of War Marshal, problems may arise with the Throne Legion, his own direct force that rules the entire empire, and that would be a lot of fun.

After Horus raided and captured the entire Cilicia, catching Timur off guard, Muhammad even prepared to break into the Timurid Empire and invade the Mesopotamian region to complete the cause that his ancestors had failed to accomplish.

However, the sudden change in Thessaly forced him to give up and adjust the structure of Asia Minor. After stationing nine legions in Asia Minor, he urgently withdrew the 6th Legion - Iskandar Dire Wolves, the 10th Legion - Iron Hands, and the 13th Legion - Ultramarines to Greece and ordered them to return to their original stations. Two legions were stationed in Macedonia to the north of Aenarion at the same time: the 6th Legion - Iskandar Dire Wolves, and the 7th Legion - Sultan's Fist, preparing to recover the lost territory.

Aenarion remained calm. He had already conquered Thessaly at the end of his strength. He had almost exhausted all his stored food and fodder, and spent all his accumulated silver. Maintaining rule over this land was also very exhausting. It was impossible for him to go north in the short term.

It is already October, the farming season in Greece. Unless Muhammad does not want Greek food next year, he would not launch another expedition to Thessaly after he has already spent so much money, food and manpower on the expedition to Asia Minor, and after several legions have been exhausted.

Constantine XI, who was far away in Constantinople, helped to share the pressure - he publicly announced that Mehmed's fourth uncle, Orhan, was the real Sultan of the Ottoman Empire, set up a new Ottoman central government in Constantinople, formed a new Diwan Thirteen Parliament, and began to secretly instigate the Ottoman high lords, wanting those nobles to declare Mehmed illegal and Orhan the real Sultan, and established the Second Ottoman Government in Constantinople.

Aenarion didn't know how Constantine and his men did it, but anyway, this move attracted a lot of hatred. Muhammad was furious when he heard that his fourth uncle claimed the throne of Sultan.

Like thunder, he shifted his gaze from the fallen province of Thessaly to the majestic and magnificent walls of Constantinople.

If one legion is gone, it's gone. It's not like there's no precedent. The Battle of Ankara destroyed two legions at once. But my fourth uncle wants to seize my position as Sultan? This is absolutely intolerable!!!

At the beginning of October, taxes in the two provinces of Thessaly and Athens under his command began to be increased. Now the population of the two territorial cities is 20. Excluding the elderly, the young, the sick and the disabled who account for one-third of the population, the average person earns 10 silver coins per month and pays 3 silver coins in taxes. The ordinary taxes alone have reached 40 silver coins.

Trade was well developed on the Aegean Sea side. Athens was rich in cash crops such as grapes and olives, and its wine was especially outstanding. Thessaly also produced a lot of grapes and olives. The tariffs levied on foreign merchants and the commercial taxes levied on all merchants amounted to as much as 10 silver coins.

After the private ownership of salt, iron and wine became popular, 186 million people and 48 households in the two provinces had to spend at least 1 to 2 silver coins every month to buy salt. After deducting travel expenses and workers' wages, the monopoly of salt alone could make a net profit of 48 silver coins. The profits for iron and wine were slightly lower, totaling 51 silver coins.

Add to that the 50 silver coins that the Loirion Silver Mine produces steadily every month, and Aenarion's current monthly net income is 199 million silver coins.

However, his own army was really expensive. The weakest dark angel was also a fourth-level warrior with combat power far exceeding that of ordinary people. He received 120 silver coins a month. The combined military pay of more than 72 people, as well as the daily training losses, added up to silver coins. If he did not have two provinces, a large silver mine, and private salt and iron businesses, he would not have been able to afford it.

His own 30 phalanx soldiers were only first-level fighters, and each received 12 silver coins per month, which added up to only 500 silver coins. The Black Beast Mercenaries had also signed long-term contracts, and it cost 3 silver coins per month to support 100 orcs. In addition, there were losses from fleet maintenance, musket shooting, and war training... He would spend million silver coins on the war alone, which was half of his total income.

After deducting the 30 silver coins from the salaries of officials at all levels, he could only control 69 silver coins. Aenarion kept half of it and used the other half to build a fleet. The two huge shipyards in Volos and Athens began to manufacture caravels. This cycle was too long and there was no time, so he sent a large number of envoys to Spain and the Netherlands to raise the banner of purchasing caravels at a high price.

The 166 million farmers in the two provinces were organized into 40 households with the help of officials at all levels who worked overtime and with the assistance of Ottoman household registration. On average, each household had 1600 mu of land, and the total arable land was 36 million mu. One quarter of the land was planted with cash crops such as grapes and olives, and the remaining three quarters was wheat. It is estimated that tons of grain can be collected each year as agricultural tax, and grapes and olives also have a considerable share every year.

Aenarion mobilized some civilians and spent 70,000 silver coins to transform Kronos above and below Olympus into an impregnable bastion to serve as the defense line for his northern territory, and then continued to expand his army.

Now that there are more people and a larger territory, we have to consider dividing our forces for combat. The Dark Angels must be combined into a whole with all six wings to unleash their true power. If they are separated into Fallen Angels, the result of being differentiated is that they will be defeated one by one by themselves. Therefore, they cannot be separated. What's more, the Dark Angels are guarding Kronos, facing the pressure of the Sixth Iskandar Dire Wolves and the Seventh Sultan's Fist. They cannot be separated. They even have to stand at the forefront to help themselves withstand the terrible pressure of the Ottoman Empire.

He only had one legion, but Osman had seventeen legions whose combat effectiveness was no weaker than that of the Dark Angels. They were like seventeen swords of Damocles hanging over his head.

Then the remaining 500 phalanx soldiers and Mongolian orcs can be organized into a second independent legion. The weaknesses of the phalanx soldiers are already obvious. They lack mobility and breakthrough ability. We need very elite troops that are good at breaking through the formation and ascending the ladder first.

Just when Aenarion was worrying about what to use for the new army and how to expand it, something happened north of the Black Sea.

As he was promoted to level 8, his fourth familiar, Valkia, the Witch of Khorne, was also promoted to level 1. And under his construction, it was a perfect melee construction of level 1 barbarian + level 1 warrior + level 2 combat warlock + level 3 Khorne paladin + level dragon vein warlock!

Although this class is very diverse, each of them has a great improvement in melee combat. The Barbarian has the instant burst brought by Berserk, the Warrior has a lot of weapon training and expertise advantages, the Combat Warlock unlocks Dragon Blood and uses the [Stone Fist] with Strength +6 to enhance melee combat, and the Khorne Paladin mainly has the high magic resistance and immunity brought by divine grace, which greatly improves survivability.

The Dragon Vein Warlock brought a terrifying increase in strength and physical attributes, allowing Valkia's white forehead to grow hideous dragon horns, and the nails on both hands were as sharp and slender as dragon claws. She had a bloody dragon scale tail on her slender, sexy buttocks, and a pair of red dragon bat wings that covered the sky and the sun on her smooth jade back like mutton-fat white jade. Her whole person seemed to be bathed in scarlet blood. Just staring at her body would make one's heart surge with bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Her father was just a level 8 barbarian, and he became a

After conquering some nobles, he gradually gave up Khorne's way of killing and focused on farming development, wanting to prevent his people from risking their lives for a bite to eat. With the loftiest ideal in mind, he tried to ensure that all his brothers could live a stable, happy and prosperous life.

Therefore, his "cowardly" behavior offended a lot of old brothers of Khorne who had burned, killed and looted before. Fuck you! I want to burn, kill and loot, and die on the battlefield. If you want to die in bed with incontinence, don't drag us down! We founded the Black Wolf Warband together, burning, killing and looting all the way from England to Poland, and now you are surrendering?

Zhaoan, Zhaoan, Zhaoan, you betrayed the Black Wolf Gang that we created together!!!

And Valkia, the daughter of Moloch, is now the leader of this conservative group, or the Khorne faction. The reason why they did not attack is that the chieftain of the Black Wolf Clan is an eighth-level barbarian, and they cannot defeat him.

However, Valkia was now level 8 under Aenarion's contract! These Khorne lunatics were unwilling to wait any longer. On the day of her upgrade, Valkia drew her spear and called on the conservative Khorne faction to launch a bloody betrayal against her father.

Chapter 238: A Loving Father and a Filial Daughter

"Chief Morlock of the Black Wolf Clan! According to the clan's rules, the chieftainship is bestowed upon the strongest. I! Valkia, the daughter of Morlock of the Black Wolf Clan, challenge you! Rakeshiel!!!"

Valkia, wearing a full body plate armor ordered from Venice, which was tailor-made for her, a three-and-a-half-meter-tall giant, led a large number of Khorne pirates and began to challenge them murderously.

The edge of her armor was decorated with brilliant scarlet reliefs of killing. A pair of blood-red wings that covered the sky and the sun stretched out from the hollow space on the back of the plate armor, like a huge blood-red cloak. A blood-scaled snake tail more than two meters long also stretched out from the end of the breastplate, flapping and swaying in the air, and the long spikes at the tip of the tail were shocking.

The Khorne pirates following behind her were basically the most fanatical believers. Some of them even grew extremely huge and burly bodies, wearing full body plate armor forged with brass. Their flesh and blood were stuck to the brass armor and could never be separated. The top of their helmets was staring at a Khorne totem similar to rabbit ears. The brass armor bestowed by the Lord Khorne became their new toilet.

There were as many as one hundred of these God's Chosen Ones, each holding a bloodstained two-handed axe.

For a moment, the entire Black Wolf Clan was stunned. They looked at Valkia in disbelief. The Rakshir ritual was only used when the warriors challenged the chief. Once this ritual was started, only one person could survive. Was she planning to kill her father? ? ?

After hearing his daughter's voice, Moloch also fell silent. He had always known about the Khorne conservatives in the tribe, but he firmly believed that his choice was the right one. With his prestige, he was more than enough to suppress these people. Time would slowly dilute the barriers between them and prove that he was right.

Look, in the entire city, most of the civilians, as well as most of the warriors, have decided to stand on his side. The only ones who followed his daughter in rebellion were those who were deeply rooted in Khorne.

However, his plan failed - he didn't know where his daughter got the chance, but her strength increased rapidly during this period, and her level climbed all the way. Not only that, she also awakened the bloodline of the red dragon's combat warlock. He even thought that he was being cheated on, and that this girl was not his own child. If her mother hadn't died of illness long ago, they would have argued about this for three days and three nights.

Moloch, wearing the brass armor of Khorne and holding a bloody axe in his finger, walked out of his room in silence, looking at Valkia with eyes full of sadness and anger. There was no Chosen of Khorne following him, all of them were ordinary people.

"Father, you are old."

There was also a hint of sadness and compassion in Valkia's angry eyes.

"Look around you. None of the uncles and uncles who fought with you in the world are willing to stand by you. They all worship me as their master. Those Poles and mortals who follow you will only make you weaker.

"Come! Father! Let me grant you a glorious death! After your death, the divine dog Mastiff will send his scarlet angels to take your soul to the glorious and sacred Valhalla. You will cross the rainbow bridge made of brass and blood. The bridge's guard Kabanha will pay tribute to the glorious dead. You will enter the magnificent Hall of Heroes of Khorne, where you will enjoy endless food, endless wine, and endless battles served by the Valkyries!!!"

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull sacrifice to the Skull Throne!!!"

After Valkia finished speaking, the Chosen Ones of Khorne raised their great axes one after another, responding to their new king, while ordinary people were extremely shocked - what the hell is the faith of these pagans? In their culture, children killing their fathers is a good thing? Oh my God, this is such blasphemy.

Looking at his daughter who wanted to give him a glorious death, Moloch's eyes became more and more sad, but the next moment, the negative emotions in his eyes were swept away, and this old pirate who had been dormant for several years once again burst out with a horrifying bloody murderous intent! The supreme killing glory of Khorne once again erupted in him!

Killing, blood, skulls, war... Endless killing intent overwhelmed Moloch's reason and thoughts, and he entered a barbarian's violent state. His muscles swelled up instantly, filling up the brass armor. Each muscle covered with blue veins contained explosive power.

Bloody sweat beads actually flowed out of every pore on his body, and then evaporated into wisps of bloody smoke on the high-temperature body surface. The wisps of bloody mist intertwined together and rushed straight into the sky.

Well, as long as I kill her, my son can inherit my path and my title. If I kill this girl now, it will be as if I had never given birth to this child!

"You've finally shown your fangs, father. This is the you I know."

Valkia revealed a bloodthirsty and ferocious smile and also entered the barbarian's violent state. Her fair skin emitted wisps of blood-colored mist that soared into the sky.

In the past, when she entered a berserk state, she would automatically transform into a giant more than ten meters tall. Although she had extraordinary destructive power, she was very clumsy. It was very difficult for her to catch a person two or three meters tall, and if she missed the target, she would reveal a huge flaw.

When she reaches level eight, she can control her changes. She can possess the strength and destructive power comparable to that of a giant in the form of a human. Of course, as long as she wants, she can also change back into the form of a giant at any time!

Moloch was somewhat surprised to see that his daughter did not transform into a giant after entering a berserk state, but he still let out a deafening war cry and charged forward, his eyes fixed on Valkia's. It was useless to look at the spear and shield in her hands, her body movements could be deceiving, she had many fake moves like feinting to the right and then stabbing to the left.

But eyes never lie. She was staring at her legs. So no matter where she pointed the spear, her first attack would be her right leg. Sure enough, the spear swung upwards and stabbed directly into her calf, trying to cripple her ability to move.

Moloch smiled contemptuously, thinking that his daughter was still too immature. He easily blocked Valkia's spear with the giant axe in his hand, and then thrust it upward, trying to smash her throat.

But at this moment, Valkia's dragon tail stretched out from behind her hips like a ghost, wrapped around her father's right leg, and pulled hard, causing him to lose balance and fall to the ground!

Before Moloch could react, the dragon's tail lifted up again and threw the fully armed, hundreds-kilogram Khorne man high into the sky. The power was so terrifying that it was astonishing.

Valkia suddenly threw away the spear and shield in her hands, grabbed her father's neck with her right hand, hugged her father's knees with her left hand, lifted him up high, and then used all her strength to hold her father and swung him down, smashing his knees hard!

"boom!!!"

Amid the sound of metal and bones breaking, Valkia, whose strength exceeded 30 and was even more exaggerated than that of an ordinary dragon, injured her father's spine with one blow! Moloch fell to the ground in pain, sweating profusely from the severe pain. The injury to his spine made him unable to even crawl up. The people around him were also shocked. Valkia was only level 8! They thought this battle would be a bloody battle of equal strength, but they didn't expect the battle to turn into a one-sided crushing? How terrifying is this woman's power? ? ?

"You are old, father. Please remember to reserve a place for your daughter in Valhalla. After I achieve greater success than you, I will return to Valhalla with my soul full of glory. At that time, you can proudly announce under the gaze of the divine dog Ao Zun that I have surpassed you."

Valkia picked up her spear, but the blade could not pierce the armor, so she used her extraordinary strength to smash her father's hands with the steel spear shaft and kicked his giant axe aside. After confirming that the other party had no ability to fight back, she knelt gently on the ground, took off her father's brass helmet, and held up his old and weathered face.

"The Black Wolf Clan is entrusted to you. Please don't let me down."

Moloch sighed and accepted his defeat. According to the teachings of Khorne, he lost honorably. Then, in front of everyone's stunned gaze, Valkia cut off her father's head with a dagger. The blood of her loved one splattered all over her face and armor. Then, she impaled the old chief's head on her spear and raised it high, announcing to everyone the change of ownership of the Black Wolf Clan.

Amid the horrified gazes of the crowd, a Chosen One of Khorne raised his great axe high and roared forward with everyone.

"The winner of the Rakeshiel Ritual has been decided! Valkia is the Black Wolf Lord!!!"

Chapter 239: Queen of Poland

As soon as Valkia took the position of chieftain, she immediately took all the pirates out to plunder, no matter whether it was a Polish city, a village of the Crimean Khanate, or a Genoese merchant ship, they robbed whatever they saw, killing people so that blood flowed like a river and heads rolled down the pile. Countless heads were sacrificed to the God of Blood.

She rose to power with the help of these Khorne veterans, and she had to satisfy their demands, otherwise she would lose everything. The Black Wolf Clan instantly changed from a kind and amiable neighbor to a madman who killed people without blinking an eye, gradually causing panic and hatred from all the surrounding forces.

Her younger brother, the original heir, escaped because of his sister's kindness, and immediately ran to the Ice and Snow Court of the Kingdom of Poland to cry about his father's experience.

Killing one's father to ascend to the throne is normal for Khorne, but it is treason for Catholic Christ! The city that Moloch obtained was originally granted by Queen Karina, and Valkia's actions were really infuriating, which made the Queen of Poland fall into deep thought...

Valkia challenged her father in early September, the day Aenarion defeated Llane and reached level eight.

When Aenarion had united all of Thessaly,

It was not until the beginning of October that I received a letter from Valkia and learned about the changes in the Black Sea!

At this moment, things had already gotten out of hand because of that crazy girl: the Queen of Poland received a large number of letters reporting that her Count Ochakov was looting. The Queen angrily appointed his brother as the local count, declared Valkia illegal, and then brought an army to attack in a mighty manner. According to the low communication efficiency at the time, the Polish army had probably surrounded Valkia.

Aenarion felt a headache. He couldn't even take care of Osman's affairs, so how could he care about the things far away at the end of the Black Sea? But he couldn't help but save them. Valkia reported that her Khorne killing power was still very strong. In addition, in the Black Sea area, the Viking half-giants were generally about 3 meters tall, and the Rus people who were a mixture of Vikings and Slavs were also meters tall. They were all very high-quality sources of soldiers...

Aenarion sighed and took action himself, setting sail with two carracks, Ulthuan and Emperor's Pride, dozens of transport ships, and five hundred Mongolian orcs. At least they had to rescue this group of people. Of course, Llane had to be brought along as well. After all, his domination spell could only last for 24 hours, and if he wasn't careful, something bad would happen.

By the way, he wrote a letter to the Queen of Poland in the name of the Eastern Roman warmaster, hoping that she would give him face. Ochakov gave it to her, "I just want to bring Valkia and the group of Khorne veterans out."

Along the way, he continued to carry out Ryan's training plan, and fucked the high and mighty Lord of the Six-Winged Angels in the cabin until she was dizzy and dead. She was fucked to death again and again in the bliss, and then awakened again by the endless pleasure in her lower body.

A few days ago, she could still curse, but now, she has kept her mouth shut, and even somewhat enjoyed this bliss - she joined the Janissary Legion at the age of six, and had lived a life like an ascetic for decades, until she met Aenarion, and her body finally understood what pleasure was.

After the fleet arrived in Constantinople from Athens, the reply from the Queen of Poland also arrived. It was a long list, describing all the things Valkia had done in the past month, plundering fleets, burning farmland, slaughtering civilians, building Jingguan... There was a sum of money behind each item: as long as you pay this money for your woman, I will not beat her.

This list was longer than the toilet paper rolls in Aenarion's previous life. A rough estimate showed that the claim was over 500,000 silver dinars, which was the monthly income of his silver mine. Was Valkia crazy? How much could she earn in a month? Blackmail, pure blackmail! The Queen of Poland was definitely coveting her silver mine and wealth, and was committing blackmail!

Aenarion was also a little annoyed. Even if I was not right in this matter, if my subordinates were bullied and I did not say anything, I would not have to do my job as warlord. What's more, if he had to choose between the Poles and the Vikings, he would rather help Valkia, who was weak but had helped him open up the situation and attack the enemy many times.

The Roman fleet continued to move north and rushed directly to the coast of Ochakov. Aenarion personally drove a small boat and quietly docked under the cover of night to begin investigating the movements of the Poles.

The Polish camp was very large, and it seemed that there were at least 10,000 people. They surrounded Ochakovo and the port was also blocked. The opponent's fleet was composed of a large number of Viking longships and was very simple. After all, Poland's main fleet was in the Baltic Sea in the north, competing with Denmark, Norway and Sweden for control of the northern waters. If they wanted to come to the Black Sea, that huge fleet would have to bypass the entire Europe.

Aenarion carefully scouted the entire camp's defenses. They seemed to have never thought that anyone would come to rescue Valkia. All the sentries and guards were deployed in the direction facing the city, with only a few guards behind them.

Aenarion used a beast curse, transformed himself into a raven, and quietly flew into the camp. Based on the luxury of the tents, he chose a white tent decorated with gold threads. After flying in, he saw a Polish noble who was snoring. Under the double debuff of the Green Dragonblood and the Evil Elf Skull, he easily penetrated the opponent's magic defense and successfully dominated the Polish general.

"To make a long story short, how many of you are here this time, who is the leader, where are you, and how is your defense deployed?"

Aenarion had an idea, and he woke the noble from his sleep with a dazed look on his face and told him everything he knew.

"We have 300 people this time. The Queen of Poland leads the team herself. She has just ascended the throne and has no prestige, so she wants to use the victory of this war to establish her prestige in the country. Her royal tent is in the west of the city. The guards of the King of Poland died in the Battle of Varna. Her Ice Guard is newly formed, with only 4 level combat priests."

"So, is there anything noteworthy about that fleet you blockaded the port with?"

Aenarion continued to ask.

"They are just a group of pirates hired temporarily. The main force of our fleet is in the Baltic Sea in the north. We have no intention of going to the Black Sea in the south. We just hired a group of pirates to block the port this time. They are a group of Viking barbarians who believe in Khorne. They have many blessings like Valkia. When they go berserk, they will turn into giants."

Aenarion thought about it and felt that it would be more difficult to launch a surprise attack on the Polish queen than to incite the pirate fleet to rebel.

As for mercenaries, their most popular saying is: If the enemy pays less than the commission, ignore it; if the enemy pays the same as the commission, remain neutral; if the enemy pays twice as much,

As for the commission money, I will defect immediately.

"Okay, write a suicide note saying that your favorite girl has died and you want to follow her to commit suicide, and then commit suicide."

Aenarion's domination can only last for 24 hours, and the enemy has the memory of the period of domination. In order to eliminate this weakness, the best way is to kill the enemy directly.

"As you wish."

The Polish nobleman controlled by Aenarion nodded, wrote his suicide note with an indifferent expression, took out the scimitar from his waist calmly, and cut his neck steadily and calmly with his right hand. Blood spurted out along the wound like a fountain. In the great pain of suffocation and blood loss, he showed a fanatical look on his face, as if he was happy for completing the task.

After completing the reconnaissance, Aenarion quickly fled the Polish military camp and returned to the camp. He turned Llane into a raven as well, and the two flew to the Viking pirate port together to scout the Viking fleet.