I, the yellow-haired noble, hypnotize the beautiful wife from another world

"Brother Aslan~ I'm still young~"

Thinking about how Teacher Nana said such things to him in a pretentious manner, Aslan felt an urge to get angry.

At the same time, Nana, who didn't know that Aslan had opened up a new track for her in a moment, was still furious: "I'm talking about the marriage relationship, the marriage relationship, you bastard!"

Aslan: "I think our close relationship should not be constrained by a cricket."

"Ahhh!"

Aslan: "Of course, if you insist... I love you, Nana, will you marry me?"

Nana: “!!!!!!!!!”

The elf teacher was suddenly hit by the straight ball and was shocked to the extreme. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Aslan with a strong feeling of disbelief in her eyes.

Taking advantage of her surprise, Aslan turned over and pressed her under him, changing the offensive and defensive positions.

Of course, in this case, Nana didn't care about this matter at all. She just looked straight at Aslan, and then said to him in a stuttering tone: "You, you, you, are you telling the truth?"

Aslan: "Of course it's true." Aslan said this, he smiled and rubbed Teacher Nana's little balls: "Ah, of course, it can't be the main wife. You know, if a human marries an elf as a main wife, it will cause unrest among the nobles below."

“You’re afraid of this…”

Having said that, after a little complaint, Teacher Nana smiled broadly: "Hehehe... Never mind, a concubine is a concubine. A concubine can also find a way to get promoted..."

Aslan: "..."

For some reason, Aslan felt that he had heard similar words somewhere before. But it didn't matter, since Teacher Nana had agreed, it was fine.

"Since you've agreed, then husband and wife are one, so my business is your business, right?"

Nana: "It depends on the situation - eh - idiot, don't touch there! It's very sensitive!"

Aslan repeated his previous question, only continuing to inquire: "Is my business your business?"

Nana: "Okay, okay, I admit it, I admit it - I will help you deal with those two losers, Duracon and Weiss! Stop being weird!"

"Well, be good." Aslan smiled happily, gently kissed Teacher Nana on the side of her face, and then began to do this and that naturally.

"I, I remember that the first time should be..."

After being slapped twice by Aslan, Teacher Nana said this somewhat shyly and nervously. But at the same time, her body gave a completely different answer.

No, this should not be the credit of the entry, but Teacher Nana had done the cleaning function in advance - she is a top legendary magician, so a magic can cleanse herself, just like the effect of the magic props given by Yelena, which is completely reasonable.

But that floral scent should be a special buff.

As Athrun thought so, he stretched out his finger and poked at Teacher Nana.

Teacher Nana: "Stupid, what are you doing~"

Although the words sounded like complaints and complaints about Aslan, the tone gave people a sense of impatience and embarrassment.

Aslan immediately understood what Nana meant.

It would be great if we could reach an agreement with Aslan this time, but if we couldn't, then it seems that the previous agreement was acceptable.

Although I hadn't added this term before, I developed this hobby automatically. Elves are really scary.

Aslan couldn't help thinking this, and at the same time, he curled up the corners of his mouth to reveal a happy smile, and looked at Teacher Nana with confidence and happiness in his eyes:

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"In that case..."

"~Ah~"

Although she said that, she was too comfortable and soon could no longer protest. She could only immerse herself in the happiness and pleasure brought by Aslan.

"I'm becoming an idiot~ But I'm so happy~~" As she sighed, Aslan leaned over to her and the two began to kiss.

At this moment, Teacher Nana could no longer get rid of Aslan, nor could she resist Aslan's orders.

The last piece of the puzzle to deal with the two dukes' coalition forces has been obtained. Then, what follows is a massacre and war without suspense to declare Aslan's rule and power over the northern region of the Golden Eagle Empire.

Chapter 60: The Glorious Massacre of the Maids' Army

The time is July of the 1000th year of the Goddess's Advent calendar.

After the Knowles family, the Weiss family, and the Durracken family had been engaged in verbal battles for more than two months, the shadow of war was looming.

During this period, the Imperial Parliament of the Golden Eagle Empire symbolically tried to mediate the dispute between the two sides. However, in such a fragmented empire, the ability of the Imperial Parliament was not much different from that of the United Nations on the Palestinian-Israeli issue. Under such circumstances, the war finally broke out.

After the previous rubbing, the Durakan family learned from their mistakes and, in addition to fully mobilizing all the feudal troops, they also sold their belongings and borrowed money to hire several famous mercenary groups at once, increasing their own strength to about 15,000. At the same time, the coalition forces formed by the small princes in the south also further expanded to about 20,000.

After offering more favorable conditions, the 5,000-strong coalition force also joined forces with the Duraken army.

Facing the enemy with superior numbers, Duchess Eremeo chose to hold on and wait for reinforcements, concentrating her forces to defend Garterburg.

Faced with the heavily guarded Gardeburg with sufficient troops, in a short period of time, the 20,000 coalition forces of Durracken could only choose to besiege it rather than launch a forced attack that would consume excessive troops.

While besieging, the Dulacan coalition also sent scattered soldiers everywhere to conduct [riding looting] in the Dukedom of Kirtland, burning, killing and looting, reducing Kirtland's war potential and replenishing supplies for their own army. They also hoped to force the Kirtland army to go out of the city to fight.

However, the Duchess of Eremeo remained calm, remembered Aslan's tactics, and refused to leave the city.

The Eastern Front of the Northern War was in a stalemate. At least in the short term, neither side could find a chance to win.

But the Western Front was different.

The Eldran army led by Aslan is about to engage in a battle with the army of Duke Weiss.

Eldran's army fought on the interior lines, and with a large number of professional maid troops, they reached Modran Pass at a faster marching speed.

This is the easiest and flattest road from Modran to Eldran. It is also the only road that can accommodate a large army. There are other mountain passes, but they are too narrow to accommodate a large army.

Through reconnaissance, Aslan confirmed that the Modran army would swarm out from this mountain pass.

The main force of Duke Weiss's army is slightly different from the armies of other territories in the Golden Eagle Empire.

The mountainous Mordran could not support too many knight lords. Therefore, the Mordran army had fewer heavy cavalry than other territories, but more heavy infantry.

The classic equipment of super-long spears and halberds was not invented by Aslan in this world. Modran mercenaries like to use these two weapons very much.

The super-long spear phalanx formed by the tough and powerful Modran mountain people is the nightmare of countless armies that are hostile to the Modrans.

"After the war, this mountain pass needs to be occupied and a fortress built."

Aslan, who had occupied the Modran Pass before the Modrans, thought so in his heart, and at the fastest speed, using earthworks, he built a large number of fortifications outside the Modran Pass.

What followed was a classic and glorious victory that seemed somewhat unfair to the old-school aristocrats.

The poor Modland people simply could not turn back to the Modland Mountains and find another way out - they did not have that many supplies. Doing so would cause a large number of soldiers to starve to death.

They had originally wanted to rush into the rich Eldran Plains and then rely on looting to replenish their military supplies, but now, they could only bite the bullet and attack Aslan's camp defense line.

After several days of continuous attacks, the Modrans suffered heavy casualties. Finally, Duke Weiss had no choice but to send an envoy to Aslan, using aristocratic pretense and pretentious words to mock Aslan as a coward who could only hide behind the camp. If you have the courage, come out and fight us.

What surprised Duke Weiss was that he had already prepared to retreat. But Aslan actually approved this battle.

"I'll give him a noble death!"

Duke Weiss, who felt that he had won, shouted excitedly. At the same time, Aslan announced to his knights and officers in a relaxed tone: "The enemy's morale and physical strength have been frustrated. Next, it is time to annihilate them completely."

Allowing the enemy to retreat calmly can indeed be considered a victory. But Aslan did not want such a half-hearted victory, nor did he want to be harassed by the Modrans from behind while supporting the Duchess of Eremeo. He did not want to be exhausted from fighting on two fronts. Instead, he wanted to resolve the Western Front in one go.

……

Modran's army numbered about 10,000. The Duchy of Modran, who went all out, had put all its resources into it - although the number was only half of that of the Durakan family. But these 10,000 were elite, tough, and highly motivated super-long spearmen and halberdmen. They also had sufficient crossbows, muskets, and light cavalry for support.

Walter Weiss, Duke of Modland, rode on his horse and looked around with pride, thinking that the army under his command was unparalleled in the world and could conquer the world.

When he saw Aslan's central army formation on the opposite side, which consisted of 3,000 petite soldiers wearing light armor, he could not help but be stunned for a moment, then turned to ask the deputy general beside him: "If I am not mistaken, these seem..."

"Yes, Duke, you are right, these are women."

The deputy general couldn't help laughing, and Duke Walvis couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahaha - see, my soldiers, the enemy's troops are not enough, and they even dragged women up to make up the numbers!"

His words, as well as the fact that Aslan's army on the opposite side was indeed in this state, excited the people of Modlan, and they laughed out loud with high morale.

At the same time, seeing the appearance of the Modran army on the opposite side, Aslan chuckled: "Laugh if you want."

"Because soon, you won't be able to laugh anymore."

After the words fell, the two armies faced each other. Just as Aslan had expected, the army of combat puppet maids was invincible. They mercilessly and without any doubt crushed the world-famous mountain people's spear phalanx.

Their tactics were extremely simple - the dense fire of muskets and the fireball bombardment of the magicians blasted a gap in the opponent's formation. Then the puppet maids held their spears and halberds and launched a charge -

Although they were holding heavy, unbalanced, and difficult to use long spears, and the road was bumpy, the puppet maids were able to perfectly maintain the formation during the charge. It was like a long wall of spears pressing directly over. The moment they fought, they tore the opponent's formation to pieces.

The few mid-level professionals who were mixed in the formation were simply unable to cope with such an impact and teamwork—

Professionals below level 10 who have no military experience, whether they are archers, mages or warriors, will all be easily slaughtered by the spears of the puppet maids.

The very few elite professionals above level 10 will be blasted to pieces by the magic bullets and rune muskets of the prototype puppet maid after resisting for a while.

The very few professional masters either ran away or were pinned down by the spear phalanx and killed after a hard fight.

They could rely on their strength to kill a few, a dozen, or even dozens of puppet maids. But such killing was meaningless for a battle involving tens of thousands of people. It was even meaningless for future battles.

As long as the control core of the puppet maid is not destroyed, the damage to the body parts can be completely repaired. In a few minutes, she will be a good maid again.

……

Not to mention, Aslan also had master-level professionals - for example, the blonde lady with curly hair wielding a halberd, and the black magic girl who controlled the dark element, were the best among them. Under the cover of the puppet maid phalanx, they could calmly deal with the master-level professionals on the opposite side.

Even if you are occasionally at a disadvantage, as long as you run away, hide in your own formation, and rest, you can be a hero again.

Each faction would be lucky to have one or two Legendary-level experts. Each faction would not have more than ten Master-level experts.

Especially in a poor territory like Modran, ordinary mountain people have to go out as mercenaries to earn remittances, so they can't afford to support many master-level strongmen.

Even including the Duke himself, there were only four masters on their side.

One was knocked over by the maids' spears, one was chopped in half by the eldest lady's halberd, and one was corroded into a skeleton by the dark elements summoned by the dark magic girl. In the end, only the Duke himself was left, looking pale and at a loss.

"Duke, what should we do next?"

"Retreat, Duke!"

"Our army is defeated, our army is defeated!"

“——Oh no——The retreat route! The retreat route to the mountain pass has been blocked by the enemy! When did they get there?!”

"Teleportation magic! The enemy used a large-scale teleportation magic! Did the Ice Witch attack directly?!"

The Duke's personal guards and noble officers were in chaos, shouting and venting their fears meaninglessly - until the last moment. In the sky, a huge shadow loomed over these people's heads.

The Duke looked up and saw that it was a huge, noble, and ferocious silver dragon.

Such a legendary creature is eye-catching, but compared to the huge silver dragon, the young man riding on the back of the silver dragon is more like a beautiful jade in a box, dazzling and brilliant.

"You have failed, Duke." Aslan said calmly: "Put down your weapons and surrender, and I will give you the treatment you deserve."

“——Don’t even think about it!!!”

Walter Weiss roared, leaped up into the air, drew his sword and slashed at Aslan with a gray energy blow, intending to defeat the boy and turn the tide of the battle - but it was useless.

As he drew his sword, Aslan drew his sword as well. The ice blade, frost sword and the dragon's breath of the silver dragon under his crotch instantly suppressed the slashing wave of Duke Walvis. He was knocked down in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"!"

"!!!"

Duke Walvis fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, looking at the young man riding a giant dragon in the sky with the awe-inspiring demeanor of a king. He spat out a mouthful of blood in excitement, and then his eyes went dark and he knew nothing.

Chapter 61: The Man Behind the Northern Overlord

On July 1000, 7 of the Goddess Advent Calendar, the week-long Battle of Modran Pass ended with the Eldran maid puppet army led by Aslan winning a great victory.

More than 2,000 Modran mountaineers were killed, and the rest surrendered, starting with the Duke. The Aslan army suffered minor losses, with only dozens of combat puppet maids damaged. The control cores were all intact and could be repaired.

As for Eldran's mortal auxiliary army, they hardly participated in the frontal battle. By the time they reacted and joined the battle excitedly, the Modran mountain infantry had completely collapsed. In the end, the mortal auxiliary army suffered only a dozen unlucky casualties. Some of them were overly excited and fell down. It was almost negligible. The western front of the [Northern War] was declared over. Aslan's army immediately turned around and marched eastward to relieve the siege of Gardeburg.

When the news was released, the whole world was shocked.

No matter how hard it is for everyone to imagine, Aslan actually won so beautifully.

Modran's mountain mercenaries are considered strong soldiers in the entire Elan world.

The mountain people were tough and strong, with high morale and good training. Any army would have a headache against them. But I didn't expect that this army would be defeated so quickly.

As for the more exaggerated ones, such as [Earl Aslan led an army composed entirely of women to defeat the Modrans] and [Earl Aslan defeated the Modrans with only one-third of his troops], many people were shocked and felt that this was too unbelievable.

For a time, the entire Golden Eagle Empire was talking about Aslan, and of course, they were also in awe of the Ice Witch behind Aslan.

The nobles who supported the two dukes felt uneasy. Her Majesty, who supported Aslan's actions, breathed a sigh of relief. While she had more hope for the future, she also felt a little bit strange inside.

Although she had hoped that Aslan would win from the beginning, she was a little worried now that Aslan won so easily and beautifully.