Your war hammer is too fake

After a pause, Aiwen added: "I have found this agent in the system unit list. He is still alive."

"Which specific ship is responsible for picking up your agent?" the Jiedushi asked immediately.

"It's not the Shenzhou Fleet, it's the Army Aviation. I remember it was a ship from the 103rd Gunboat Squadron of the Anxi Army Aviation Corps," Knight Ji answered without hesitation, "It was a new-model Javelin-class gunboat, and I'm not sure of the specific hull number."

"Wait a moment." An Jiyue nodded slightly to Aiwen, then she closed her eyes, immersed her mind in the system unit's mental network, and searched for the target based on the information provided by Aiwen. In just a moment, the governor found the gunboat that was still hovering over the badlands, and used the authority of the Lord of the Holy Scripture to access the captain's vision.

After a moment, the girl opened her eyes and asked, "Have you ever had direct communication with your captured subordinate?"

"We've just discussed this," Evelyn replied. "It's hard to say what's going on with these high elves who have fled to the badlands, but there's definitely something wrong with that blind archmage called Soryak!"

"How exactly were your men caught?" the girl asked again.

"Don't mention it. This man is a shadow mage named Ian. As a shadow mage and an expert in illusion, he was unknowingly tricked by someone else's illusion. It was not until the other party dispelled the illusion that Ian realized he had been tricked, but it was too late... In the end, he was beaten up and imprisoned."

"I will organize a rescue as soon as possible," An Jiyue said, "I hope he can live until then."

……

Note 1: When Emperor Ka was electing the emperor, Styria was experiencing a massive reduction in grain production due to the spread of vampire corruption, and Emperor Ka's condition for winning over Styria was to allow Ostermark to export food.

Note 2: Refers to Gog Vandire, a famous character in 40K. Even in the Warhammer world full of Devil-like people, he is still a dog among dogs. His famous saying is "I am too busy to die".

Chapter 420 Overturning the Table

After the Emperor issued the summons, the Electors were arriving in Altdorf one after another.

Evelyn was the first to arrive because she had a flying boat. Of course, even if she didn't have one, Knight Ji still had the ancient thunderbird Chu-chan to use as a means of transportation. Although the riding experience of the grasshopper transport boat was really not very good, fortunately, as a knight, the slight bumps and noise were not insurmountable for Evelyn. After all, the transport boat had proper beds and toilets, and a temporary shower room was installed when transporting people.

According to the knight herself, in her false memory, when Evelyn de Richelieu was still in Bretonnia, every time she went out to travel, unless there happened to be a nobleman's castle to stay in, the most comfortable bed she could find must be a pile of straw. Even in an inn with better conditions, the only thing available to guests in the room was a pile of straw!

Later, when the knight went to the Empire (before leaving, she beat up a certain Laun), she found that only the inns in Bretonnia were in such a mess. The inns in the Empire, unless they were the worst, all had normal beds. Although the sanitary conditions of the Empire's inns usually fluctuated with the price and region, at least they provided beds to guests who could afford the price, instead of just laying a layer of animal skin on a pile of straw and saying that this was the treatment of a king (Note 1).

As they arrived too quickly, most of the other electors were still on their way. Aiwen first went to the palace to eat with Kadahammer for a few days, and then stayed in the luxurious villa purchased by her subordinates for her own elector. Before she got tired of the gloomy and luxurious Gothic aesthetics of the Imperials and couldn't help but call the Imperial Dwarf construction team to redecorate her villa, An Jiyue finished her business in Kislev and brought Jin Zhishi to Altdorf.

The arrival of the Jiedushi was not made public. Only Karl Franz, Walkerma and a few other key figures were informed of the incident. Upon learning that the dog pack leader was also here, Knight Ji immediately led two Holy Grail followers to the Aurora Embassy.

"...I will organize a rescue as soon as possible. I hope he can survive until then."

As soon as the governor finished speaking, the knight asked, "Even if this is obviously a trap? There must be something wrong with that group of high elves. We have no idea where the archmage Solyak came from. According to the information found by Dustan's men, this person first appeared at the end of the year before last (2502), and was appointed as the advisor to the Phoenix King as soon as he appeared. His resume before that was completely blank, and no matter which channel we use, we can't find any trace of him."

"I've also read that intelligence bulletin," An Jiyue said. "During the second anti-interference campaign, the thunderstorm cloud that appeared above the high-elf intervention army and prevented us from deploying the flying fleet was also related to this Soryak. It is said that he found an ancient magic scroll during an adventure, which recorded a powerful compound spell called 'Thunder Sky Curtain'."

The intelligence work of the Lords of the Codex in Ulthuan is almost entirely carried out by the men of Dustan Falcon. The High Elves' homeland is a semi-closed environment. The current Phoenix King Finubar, who is politically pro-foreign, opened Lothern to the outside world and allowed humans and dwarves to settle there for the first time. However, even Finubar, who attaches great importance to exchanges and cooperation with foreign races, only opened Lothern, and other places in Ulthuan are still forbidden to foreigners.

Although "monkey lovers" are notorious in Ulthuan, it is no exaggeration to say that they are so bad that they can stink for miles, but no matter what, the wizards are the top leaders of the White Tower of Hoeth, and they still have the political status they deserve. Moreover, the main force of Dustan's intelligence agency is the magic swordsmen and the sword masters of Hoeth. On the one hand, these people are in this line of work and have professional counterparts in intelligence work. On the other hand, these people wandering around Ulthuan will not arouse suspicion - investigating and hunting down Druzy spies is their job.

In fact, when Dustan's men were collecting and gathering intelligence on Asur, they had already discovered and dealt with quite a few Duruzi spies. Otherwise, how could they say that colleagues are enemies?

"The smell of Tzeentch's followers is so full that it's about to overflow," the Knight said, lowering her head and staring at the empty glass bottle in her hand. "Once Chaos is involved, the enemy's strength will definitely not be just the few thousand high elves on the surface."

"I know," the Jiedushi nodded. "Such an obvious trap is more of an invitation than a trap. The other party knows that we can see it, and their purpose may be to test our reaction. From the perspective of Chaos, do you know where the most difficult part for us and our troops is?"

"Well, we are immune to corruption, and can purify it completely?" Knight thought for a moment and said.

"No, we are completely invisible in the long river of fate and cannot be spied on by the prophecy," the Jiedushi revealed the answer. "The conspiracy and intrigue of Chaos seems to be hard to defend against, but in fact, it is purely relying on GW to unilaterally remove the fog of war for them. Once this advantage is lost, the flaw of Chaos' over-reliance on prophecy to obtain intelligence will be infinitely magnified. As for traditional spy infiltration, once a cup of water mixed with curse salt is drunk, no matter how clever the disguise is, it will be useless."

"Chaos is completely blind when facing us. I completely understand why they don't kill your people. The Four Hawkers must be very interested in the system units and even our many secrets. They will try to study and find our weaknesses, and then try to crack and counter them."

"Do you think the other side already knows that Ian is a system unit?" asked Evelyn.

"Since they went to such great lengths to frame you, but didn't kill you after they took control of the situation, they must have confirmed Ian's identity in some way," An Jiyue said confidently, "including this obvious trap. This is a reconnaissance operation. It doesn't matter whether Ian can be rescued or not. What's important is that Chaos can use this to observe and judge our abilities."

"I'm thinking about another thing," Evelyn raised her head, "How should we deal with these high elves?"

An Jiyue was stunned for a moment, then realized that Egwene was referring to the high elf expeditionary force that had fled to the badlands. According to Gustav's previous report, the holy relic that the Bretonnians were looking for was a lance used by Gilles himself, while the holy relic that the high elves were looking for was the white sword, a legendary weapon that could be said to symbolize the Swordmaster of Hoeth and the White Tower.

"From the known intelligence, even if Soryak is not a problem, he is just a puppet thrown out to attract attention. At least the Tzeentch people have not yet truly controlled this high-elf army," An Jiyue said while thinking, "otherwise they would not need to play tricks like framing others, they could just arrest people directly."

"Are you going to let them go?" asked the Knight.

"No, I... let me think about it," the governor frowned and pondered for a long time, "No, our thinking may have been misled. Tzeentch, let's assume that all the mess now is caused by Tzeentch. Tzeentch rarely acts for a single goal. The conspiracies planned by Tzeentch are often for multiple purposes, and there are strong connections between them. For example, this time, testing us is only one of the purposes, so what about the other purposes? What does that blue-haired cuckoo chicken want?"

Evelyn held the Coke bottle in both hands and did not answer. She knew that her friend in front of her was not asking her.

"If you're talking about how to build a flying castle... that doesn't make sense. The high elves have similar technology. For example, the White Tower of Hoeth can fly, although its specific performance is unknown and it's not certain whether it can fly for a long time like Fozrek's creation. Could it be that among the magical treasures collected by the floating city in the past thousand years, there is something extraordinary? It's possible, but I always feel that it's not enough... Tzeentch will make everything very complicated, and it's not complicated enough now."

After much thought, An Jiyue, who was limited by the lack of intelligence and was really confused, made a decision: "The rescue mission needs to be modified. Since I can't figure out Tzeentch's intentions, I might as well turn the table over. Who says I must play by the rules of the game set by Tzeentch? I plan to mobilize more fleets to directly defeat this so-called high elf expeditionary force."

"That's fine," Evelyn agreed. "Since you can't beat Tzeentch at chess, let Tzeentch learn from the Han chess master."

……

Note 1: In the early and middle Middle Ages, even if you were the King of France, you still had to sleep on straw when you went out, or at most some animal skins.

The author says:

Author's words: My mother's new store will open on the 28th... In the past few days, she has been using me as a free laborer. (paralysis

Chapter 421: Ancient Tomb Army (Part 1)

Southern Badlands, northern Mad Swamp.

After gaining command of the troops in Khemri and Lybaras, and adding his own Ka-Sabai Bronze Armored Army, Atum was finally able to make use of the expensive positive trait [Micro-Manipulation Master] that he had bought for 30 points when he was stuck on that strange website.

Unlike [Micromanipulator] which has only one word difference in its name, the effect of [Micromanipulator Master] is just what its name implies. A Lord of the Holy Scripture who has purchased this trait can perform extremely detailed tactical command, commanding his troops like a spearman rolling a poison explosion.

After receiving the promise from Settra and Khalida, Atum did two things at once. On one hand, he ordered all his carrion vultures to go out and observe the entire battlefield from above with their perspective, and on the other hand, he called almost all the tomb heralds in the three cities. Under his orders, even the heralds who preferred to fight on foot temporarily found a skeleton warhorse to ride. They ran back and forth on the fierce battle line, constantly conveying Atum's orders that were directly issued to the squadron level.

Atum was fully in the state, as if he had returned to the false memory of the siege that had lasted for a whole century. Troops began to be mobilized one after another under his command. The battle lines of Ka-Sabai, Khemri and Lybaras were reorganized during the battle, and some troops were withdrawn from the front line. What was incredible was that the troops deployed on the front line of the three cities did not loosen their formation at all even though their strength was reduced by about a quarter.

During this time, the greenskin warlord who had not shown his face did not fail to notice the actions of the Tomb Raiders. However, when he tentatively deployed some of his reserve troops to attack the positions where the Tomb Raiders' troops were withdrawn, although the formation of the dead was squeezed in by the noisy orcs, he was just a little short of a breakthrough. Seeing this, a greenskin boss yelled and tried to lead his men to charge forward, but was slapped unconscious by the warlord.

"I haven't told you to charge yet!" the warlord cursed, "Only my word counts!"

After finding out that the other party was not fooled, Atum did not care and continued to carry out his plan step by step. After forcibly squeezing out tens of thousands of mobile troops, the Priest King, who must be very good at playing cards as soon as he heard his name, did nothing at first, but just ordered this group of troops to wait behind the front line.

The skeleton warriors on the front line died and lived again, lived and died again. They were chopped down and chopped by the greenskins' swords and axes in the fierce battle, their souls returned to the underworld, and then they were called back by the secret magic of the lich priests and rebound to their skeletons, picking up weapons that were older than many countries in the world and continuing to fight, repeating this process over and over again.

Although the greenskins cannot be resurrected, hearing that there is an unprecedented large-scale fight here, most of the greenskins in the badlands are rushing here excitedly. Their arrival not only fills the losses of the greenskins, but there may be some left. For the greenskins, high-level troops such as behemoths are certainly not easy to replenish, but ordinary orcs and goblins are really available as many as they want. Even when facing the undead army that can repeatedly resurrect, these alien mushroom spirits will not be at a disadvantage in terms of military strength.

The tedious, intense, tedious and cruel tug-of-war lasted for a day and a night. During this period, Atum held on to the tens of thousands of troops that he had managed to squeeze out, but did not make any moves. Some Tomb Kings spoke to Settra and made all kinds of sharp accusations against Atum, but they were all ignored or rejected by Khemrikha. The Immortal Emperor just watched silently throughout the whole process, and had no intention of interfering with Atum's command.

When the sun rose fully the next day, Atum finally moved: No matter what, the greenskins are living creatures after all. Even if they have abundant physical energy and there are always fresh troops arriving at the scene and joining the battle, these killer mushrooms must at least eat and drink water, right?

Water can be obtained locally. Although the water in the swamp is in poor sanitary condition, the greenskins' stomachs don't care much about it. But food is another matter. Even if you can eat goblins, you can't just grab one and eat it directly on the battlefield, right? After a whole day of fierce fighting, both the greenskins and their domesticated war beasts were so hungry that their eyes were green.

This was the opportunity Atum had been waiting for. Since the undead had advantages in certain areas, the commander should maximize these advantages.

The greenskins, especially the large-scale greenskins, have good tactical capabilities, and can even be said to be very strong; however, chaos is the nature of the greenskins. Other races may be able to expect them to mobilize reserve troops in an orderly manner, replace the troops fighting on the front line, let everyone eat, drink water, rest, beat goblins and relax in batches, and then return to the battle after recovering. This is absolutely impossible for the greenskins.

In addition, the greenskins have another fatal problem: infighting. Except for the snot monsters (Note 1) and the black orcs, all known greenskin subspecies, whether orcs or goblins, whether naturally evolved or artificially created, have the problem of infighting without exception. They are so aggressive that they will conflict with any object within sight at any time and any place (except their own boss), no matter what that thing is.

Even in the battlefield, a group of greenskins who have not yet joined the battle may suddenly start to make a fuss. In the best case, it may just be a quarrel, completely ignoring orders and enemies, and only caring about spitting at each other with the bastards on the opposite side; if the situation is more serious, the situation will deteriorate into a fight, and all greenskins will take the opportunity to take revenge, greet each other with their weapons and fists, and desperately attack anyone they don’t like in the chaos.

In order to wait for the best opportunity to take action, and also to wait for the greenskins to fall into chaos due to hunger and thirst, Atum held the tens of thousands of reserve troops and waited patiently for a whole day. The opportunity to fight came at an appropriate time. When the greenskins had to eat and drink water due to the physiological limitations of the living, the two orc tribes quarreled for some reason and blocked the road. Then both sides were scolded by another group of new orcs who were eager to fight.

The shoving and accusations quickly escalated into a fight, with thousands of orcs fighting in front of the enemy, and also affecting many goblins who were just watching the fun. Before the situation got completely out of control, a black orc warlord led his men and hurried over to resolve the dispute in a greenskin way, but it was too late.

——Taking advantage of the greenskins' troop rotation being out of sync, Atum decisively deployed tens of thousands of specially selected reserve troops to carve out a breakthrough in the greenskins' defense line. One thing that must be pointed out is that the width of the battlefield itself is limited. There are impassable swamps on both sides, and only a piece of hard ground in the middle can support the confrontation between the two armies. Therefore, neither side can make a detour and can only adopt a head-on fighting style.

Due to the limited width of the battlefield, both sides could not fully deploy, and could only deploy several fronts and rotate them in battle to maintain the integrity of the formation. Yes, the Tomb Army also had to rotate. Although the undead had no morale and physical limitations, and did not need to eat or drink, the innate racial defect of magic loss made the Tomb Army also pay attention to the degree of loss of troops.

Still with the micromanagement directly commanding each squadron, tens of thousands of Tomb Raiders, friendly forces, and enemies almost filled the entire battlefield, but the action did not seem chaotic at all. Before the opposing greenskin warlord had time to deploy his reserve troops, Atum smashed the first line of the greenskins with a fast-paced fierce attack, and then immediately switched to defense instead of continuing to attack. The shield wall that stretched across the battlefield was like a mountain and withstood the counterattack of the greenskin reserve troops.

It took three hours to squeeze out the extra troops, a day to wait for the fighter, and only twenty minutes to break the first line of defense of the greenskins. Under the watchful eyes of the Tomb Kings from all over the Dead Land, Atum used practical actions to tell them why they must honestly pay tribute to Khemri, and the master of the Bronze City can do whatever he wants.

"Did you see that?" Settra laughed heartily. "Leave all your troops to Atum. This is not an order, just a suggestion. If you don't want to become a laughing stock, then make the right choice!"

The priest kings from different city-states and even different eras looked at each other in bewilderment. Then, everyone handed over the command of their troops.

The battle, which should have been a lengthy one, was suddenly accelerated.

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Note 1: Snotlings are a green-skinned subspecies that are smaller than goblins and have negligible combat power.

The author says:

Author's words: My mother's new store is about to open today, and my career as a free long-term worker has finally come to an end... I'm almost at the end of my patience.

Answer to reader "Reader1669100649":

The last chapter was written too hastily, so there are some problems with the expression (I will revise the entire chapter when I have time). The Thunder Sky Spell was presented by Soryak to the Phoenix Court, but Soryak did not participate in the Second Anti-Intervention War. It was Teclis who went there, and the Thunder Sky Spell that appeared at that time was also performed by Taidi. By the way, it is Tangde who has the title, and Gustav has not been canonized at this time.

Answer to reader "Reader1691071581":

In order to prevent Ah Fa from infiltrating (being realistic), the readership has long become an inner circle force (

Chapter 422: Ancient Tomb Army (Part 2)

When the greenskins' second formation was also broken, the warlord could no longer sit still.

Amid the trembling of the ground and the excited cheers of the greenskins, thirty colossi of different sizes appeared on the battlefield, trampling the positions of both sides indiscriminately with a disgusting stench. These huge monsters made of rocks, wooden boards, feces and scrap metal, and driven entirely by magic, are moving green idols. They are deliberately shaped like Gorg or Maogo, and their eyes and mouths emit the green halo unique to the greenskins' WAAAGH!! energy.

The golems are not natural creations, but summoned by green-skinned shamans. The size of these creatures is not fixed, the smallest is about the same size as a giant, and the largest is even larger than the lizards of Lustria. The size seems to be related to the strength of the summoner's magic. As for the actual situation, the shamans themselves can't explain it clearly, just as they can't explain why they can summon these magical puppets with equally amazing stench and brute force.

As the hordes of hairy colossi began to move towards the center of the battlefield, trampling countless greenskins who were unable to dodge, several wyverns were unchained by the weeping goblins. As soon as these bad-tempered beasts broke free from their restraints, they swallowed the snacks that were delivered to their doorsteps, then flapped their wings and took off from the ground, their bodies covered with horns and bone spurs circling up into the blue sky. While the hairy colossi were still walking, the wyverns had already found their targets.

The Carrion Vultures performed as stably as ever in the battle - the wyverns smashed the undead raptors into pieces in one blow, and the rotten bodies wrapped in bandages were torn to pieces by their fangs and claws at will, while the damage they caused to the enemies was negligible, as their beaks and claws were useless against the tough scaly skin.

As if frightened by the bravery of the wyvern, the undead flying beasts that should have been bloodless and tearless scattered and fled rapidly towards the ground. This clumsy performance could not fool any normal intelligent being, but it was a pity that the wyvern happened to be known for its bad temper and stupid brain. They chased after it without thinking, completely unaware that they seemed to be intentionally led to a certain place, and then a giant arrow like a tree stump rose into the air and gradually enlarged in the field of vision.

Holding a huge desert bow, the bone giant, carved into the shape of a skeleton by skilled craftsmen, eliminated the greenskins' only flying unit with a precise volley.

However, not everything went as smoothly for the Tomb Raiders as it did for the Wyvern trap. With Atum explicitly refusing to deploy the Constructs, the Tomb Raiders could only watch their own Buried Corps being torn apart by the disgusting piles of stones: without the support of the Constructs, the Skeleton Warriors were like some kind of crispy biscuits, lined up in dense formations and being crushed by the Hairy Colossi in large numbers.

Faced with the crazy Colossi wreaking havoc in the position, Atum's order was to hold the position and not retreat a single step!

So, groups of skeleton warriors armed with spears and large shields rushed forward, and then squadron after squadron was destroyed. Reality is not a total war game. Infantry in reality is far more powerless against large units than in games. Their attacks can only attract the attention of the goblin colossus. How can a spear move a whole piece of rock? And the goblin colossus can crush rows of skeleton warriors just by walking by.

It took less than an hour for the first formation of the Tomb Raiders to go from being full of momentum to being on the verge of collapse. What really caused the formation to collapse was the attack from friendly forces: while the skeleton warriors were busy polishing the hairy colossus in vain, Atum took the time to complete the mobilization and deployment. Two hundred screaming skull catapults drawn from the entire army, under the unified command of the Tomb Raiders technicians, threw skulls burning with pale green magic flames, indiscriminately covering the friendly forces who were fighting.

The skeleton warriors' struggle was meaningful, because the advance of the hairy colossus had to slow down, and they had to deal with the skeletons that surrounded them like whack-a-mole. When the skull bullets fell from the sky with a piercing scream and smashed into the green tide following the hairy colossus' charge, Atum's tactical intention was achieved.

The accuracy of the trebuchet was naturally not enough to attack specific targets on the battlefield (Note 1), but Atum had never expected to use it to deal with the hairy colossus. Some of the skull bullets that missed the target smashed into his own ranks, and many skeleton warriors did not die at the hands of the enemy, but were engulfed by the magic artillery fire from friendly forces; more skull bullets hit the green skins that surged like a tide, and the burning skeletons shattered, and supernatural fear exploded along with the magic flames.

In areas that were bombarded by trebuchets, the Greenskins' offensive momentum was sluggish. As the only artillery unit of the Tomb Kings, the Screaming Skull Trebuchets have a simple but useful special effect: their ammunition is usually taken from the enemies of Nehekhara, and the priests will curse the collected skulls. When the "cannonballs" are fired, they will scream in mid-air, hitting and shaking the enemy's morale, and even driving the enemy crazy.

The orcs were in a WAAAGH!! state and their morale was not easily crushed. The goblins who were frightened and fled would only cause them to laugh at them and make the orcs reaffirm their own strength. However, the special effect of the Screaming Skull was essentially a kind of magic, which could not be overcome by nature alone. The morale of the orcs was inevitably shaken, which in turn affected and weakened the WAAAGH!! energy around them.

As a variant of the Wind of Magic, the WAAAGH!! energy unique to the Greenskin race changes with the Greenskins' morale. When the Greenskins' morale is high, the WAAAGH!! energy also increases, and the Orc Shaman can use it to strengthen the power of the spell when casting; otherwise, the WAAAGH!! energy will be weakened.

Under the heavy bombardment of the catapults, the morale of the greenskins was inevitably shaken, and the already not-so-agile movements of the Colossus became even slower. The green magic light in the eyes and mouth of the Colossus also flickered like a light bulb with poor contact.

After a brief dispatch, more skeleton warriors rushed forward. Many undead were destroyed by their own artillery fire, while the rest continued to rush towards their targets unmoved. Their spears and arrows were still ineffective, and the counterattacks of the Goofy Colossus could still easily destroy large groups of skeleton warriors... However, sometimes, it is not necessary to cause direct damage to defeat the enemy. The fierce battle caused the Goofy Colossus's restraining spell to gradually fail, and the magic power that maintained its ability to move began to drain uncontrollably.

When the smallest Colossus was swinging its giant rock fist, smashing a dozen skeleton warriors into flying bones, and shattered into non-combustible garbage on the ground the next second, Atum raised his bronze sickle sword and chopped it hard at the air in front of him.

With Horus as the spearhead, the huge construct army began to charge, crushing the other colossi that were still struggling in the pile of skulls. When the last and largest colossus was knocked down by Horus and had its head smashed, everyone knew that the battle had been won or lost.

The greenskins resisted until the end. Even though they lost all the colossi and several were slain by the Undead Sphinx, these killer mushrooms still fought fiercely and entangled the Tomb Raiders under the command of the warlord. This clear intention to fight a terrible battle made Atum very angry, because the warlord on the opposite side never showed up, and the greenskins were creatures that would continue to fight no matter how unfavorable the situation was as long as the boss was still alive.

Finally, after two days and three nights of arduous fighting, a team of skeleton archers finally found the location of the green-skinned warlord. There was nothing to say, Horus rushed over with Atum on his back, trampled the opponent into a pool of rotten meat, and ended the battle that should have ended a day ago.

Duel? Not happening. Although the greenskin warlord did challenge Atum, Atum had no intention of accepting the challenge when he thought about how much time the damn mushroom spirit had wasted.

After the battle ended, Atum immediately handed back the command of each legion, and then hurriedly counted the losses. He arranged for the lich priests to revive the fallen warriors and rebind the souls of the "dead" constructs, while ordering the tomb technicians to repair the damaged constructs as soon as possible, and take away those that could not be repaired. After this battle, the Tomb Raiders army should not encounter any other obstacles before reaching its destination... right?

Atum thought so, not quite sure.

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Note 1: In the tabletop rules, trebuchets can actually be used to attack behemoths, although they are certainly not as accurate as direct-fire artillery.

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Author's words: First update

Chapter 423 Internal Integration

Two years later, the electors gathered in Altdorf again.

Every big shot who has the power to decide the future direction of the empire knows why they are here - the Zhendan Dynasty, together with its dwarf allies, has put forward a bold idea to the entire Old World, an idea about establishing an unprecedented multinational military alliance to share intelligence, technology, land and water transportation lines and other military resources, and support each other when necessary. This alliance is called the "Northern Ocean Treaty Organization", and its prototype alone is already a terrifyingly powerful behemoth.

Such an organization had never existed in the Old World before. Friendly cooperation and peaceful coexistence often remained only verbal. The widespread confederation-style political systems and even more scattered forms of government made it difficult for the residents of the Old World to form a stable multinational alliance: the internal contradictions of each camp alone were enough to tear apart the greatest ideals.

Moreover, the one who proposed this proposal was a strange country from the far east, an existence that was closer to a myth to most residents of the Old World. In this matter, there were too many questions that needed to be answered and too many people in power who needed to be convinced. People had to build a consensus first before they could discuss other things.

It was not difficult to establish a consensus. Except for Tyrell, all the countries that received the invitation had suffered from Chaos and still lived in the shadow of Chaos to this day. Their understanding of the harm of Chaos might not be comprehensive, but it must be deep enough. The minions of the Destroyer were always outstanding in creating hatred.