Your war hammer is too fake

The two Jiaozis, one feinting to contain the beast, and the other taking advantage of the situation to strike, cooperated tacitly to tear off more pieces from the Crazy Beast. The poisonous pus on the Crazy Beast spurted out from every wound, but it had no effect on the Jiaozis - after all, what kind of toxin could be effective on a thing made entirely of metal?

Even if this kind of toxin really exists, it can probably only be found in Lustria.

After being hit several times on the head, even the skull was dented, and the Mad Whisperer fell down with a grunt, and the poisonous pus and blood splattered everywhere, artificially creating an area on the parapet that neither humans nor beastmen dared to set foot in. Both of its wings were torn off, its limbs were bitten off, its abdomen was slashed by sharp claws, and its organs that were mutated to the point of being unrecognizable were scattered all over the ground. In its broken stomach, you could vaguely see some bones that had not been fully digested, and from the shape, it seemed that both humans and beastmen had bones.

The Mad Talking Beast was already known for its nightmarish smell, and the smell of its sewage was even more terrifying. Bing Ruolan couldn't stand the smell and could only use the Dragon Breath Technique to burn it hard to barely suppress the smell.

After getting rid of this extremely smelly monster, the two Jiaozi without a sense of smell were about to go back to report, but they were ordered by the frightened An Jiyue not to get close to her. Looking at the thick layer of dirty blood and pus on the two Jiaozi, the girl ordered them to fight outside the fortress. It didn't matter what they did, as long as they stayed away from her!

The two beasts on the Beastmen's side fell one after another. The beasts lost the means to quickly break the deadlock and could only rely on the advantage of numbers to grind hard bit by bit. From beginning to end, the two Zhendan alchemists hardly cast other spells. They were always using the [Rejuvenation Spell] to heal the wounds of their comrades and restore their physical strength. When Lei Zhenzi dealt with the last Minotaur and flew back into the sky, those annoying harpies were also defeated after more than half of them were killed or wounded.

Although it is not obvious yet, the situation is indeed tilting towards the human side little by little. Under the blessing of the evil moon, the violent beasts ignored casualties and advanced frantically, but their brutality was not enough to overwhelm the discipline of the defenders here. In the final analysis, the so-called "power" of the Chaos camp is nothing more than the world's own malice favoring them. When encountering a bigger and more ruthless target, the so-called Chaos wrath is nothing more than the rage of impotence.

The battle lasted until the second half of the night. The evil light of Morsleeb was still blinding, but the morale and fighting spirit of the beastmen had reached their limit after a whole night of fighting. The power of the evil moon could arouse the anger of the beastmen to the maximum extent, but the fact that they could not make any decent progress was also constantly wearing down their will.

In the early hours of the next day, after An Jiyue had weakened the beastmen's strength and morale to the greatest extent, she finally deployed the reserve troops that had been on standby since before the battle began.

The rumbling of horses' hooves shook the earth, and four hundred Chinese cavalry suddenly appeared from behind the beastmen. They rode through the woods, and the mechanical horses automatically avoided trees and obstacles on the ground without the rider's instructions. The musketeers held their pre-loaded muskets horizontally with both hands, and kept approaching the enemy until they were only a few meters away before pulling the trigger (Note 1).

The crisp sound of gunfire filled the air, and the beastmen who had hurriedly turned to fight fell in rows. Then, the musketeers turned their horses to the sides, revealing two hundred Yulin cavalrymen who had laid down their lances.

The beasts collapsed. The heavy hammers called "Yulin Guards" smashed hard on the defenseless backs of the beastmen, burying their self-proclaimed bravery and their ambitions. The inferior horned beasts were the first to flee, followed by the horned beasts, and finally even the great horned beasts tried to escape from the battlefield in a panic.

In the sky, the evil light of Morslieb suddenly shook. When An Jiyue looked up, not only did the abnormal green light disappear, but even the evil moon, which was originally a full moon, had turned into a crescent moon without knowing when.

As soon as Morslieb's power weakened, a series of wolf howls and bear roars rang out from the depths of the forest. Groups of forest wolves and brown bears rushed out from all directions and joined the siege of the scattered beastmen. They were afraid of the evil moon, but not the beastmen. Under the silent gaze of the Zhendan cavalry, these wolves and bears ran past the humans without any hostile behavior.

The main gate of the fortress was opened, and the Winged Hussars rushed out with Prince Belov. Like the Aurora Cavalry, these elite warriors of Kislev had not participated in the previous battle. They had been gathering their strength for this moment.

Instead of riding the mechanical horse, An Jiyue flew out of the fortress with his swords and weapons on the cloud. As soon as he landed, a cavalryman with Fu Yu on his back hurried over. "General!" The cavalryman did not dismount, but saluted An Jiyue with his arms crossed while riding on the horse: "Brothers, we have surrounded a group of evil elites, it looks like we have caught a big fish!"

"Hmm?" An Jiyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Lead the way."

"Here!"

When An Jiyue arrived, she found that Prince Belov had already arrived. The Winged Hussars stayed outside, while the prince himself dismounted and walked over to the front to say something to the Yulin Guard officer who led the team.

There were about half a team of Yulin Guards and about forty cavalrymen at the scene. They surrounded a group of beastmen on a small hill. An Jiyue took a glance and found that these beastmen were all big-horned beasts, and their equipment was luxurious by the standards of beastmen. They surrounded a beast king with particularly ferocious horns on his head, who was staring at Belov.

When the girl walked in front of the prince, the beast king spoke.

"Father, what are you waiting for?" The Beast King pushed away the big horned beast in front of him and stared at Prince Belov with red eyes: "Come on, fight like a man!"

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Note 1: Contrary to what most people imagine, real horse archery, whether using a bow or a musket, is actually shot at the face, and the longest range will not exceed ten meters. Any further away, it will be completely inaccurate.

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Author's words: I really want to slack off... I don't want to update...

Chapter 125: Kind Father and Filial Son

In Warhammer, Beastmen come from three main sources.

The first is natural reproduction. Like humans, elves, dwarves and other races, beastmen also have gender distinctions. There is a species called female horned beasts (Gor-Does) in the beastman society. They are very few in number and are smarter and more docile than the males in the herd. Female horned beasts usually only move deep in the herd and almost never appear in front of other races. Only the strongest and most prestigious beastmen can have a female horned beast mate.

Apart from the female horned beastmen, the beastmen who do not care much about the species of their mating partners. They can capture female humans and various female animals of suitable size, whether they are sheep, mules, forest wolves or anything else. In the ancient version, the beastmen did not even let go of female elves and female dwarves. It was not until GW added the setting of reproductive isolation, which is extremely rare in fantasy works, that this kind of treatment in the heavy-taste book became exclusive to human women.

The second type is acquired mutation. Under the influence of the Wind of Magic, humans and animals have a certain probability of mutating into beastmen. Apart from individuals that mutate directly from animals, these humans that mutate into beastmen are called "Turnskins". Unlike Mutants, Turnskins are acquired mutations, not like Mutants who are born that way. Both Turnskins and Mutants are the product of terrible mutations caused by the power of Chaos.

The third type is congenital mutation. Still due to the influence of the wind of magic, especially those human babies born when Morserib is full-mooned, are particularly prone to mutation. Sometimes, this mutation is not too serious, and the mutants will try every means to cover up the mutation characteristics on their bodies, and maintain a normal life in human society with fear and trepidation, or find a country quack who specializes in this business and performs surgery to remove the mutated part; however, there are not many such "lucky ones", and most of them are those unlucky people who have no hope in life from the beginning.

Mutants are born with varying degrees of mutation, and sometimes human parents give birth to Beastmen. For example, the legendary Beastman Lord Malagor Dark Omen was born to human parents. An important duty of the Imperial Witch Hunters is to search for and burn mutated newborns to prevent them from becoming a disaster when they grow up. However, the love that parents have for their children often makes them unwilling to hand their children over to witch hunters. Some parents try to hide the mutations in their children, but a more common practice is to abandon their children in the wild.

Such abandoned children are often picked up and raised by beastmen, who never refuse any opportunity to make their tribe stronger, and will not refuse new warriors who come to them. The experience of being abandoned makes these beastmen hate humans more than their own kind, and hatred is a powerful driving force.

When the Beast King said the word "father", An Jiyue suddenly understood a lot of things. She finally understood why Prince Belov was so sure from the beginning that the Beastmen would rush straight towards them, instead of splitting up to plunder everywhere, forcing the Ugor people to be unable to take care of both ends, and then concentrate their forces to win the battle after the Ugor people were almost exhausted.

The Beastmen clearly had the initiative in the battle, but they never made use of this advantage from beginning to end.

"Andrei," the prince began, every syllable drenched in bitterness, "you shouldn't have hurt your mother."

"Mother? She shouldn't have given birth to me!" The Beast King roared at the prince, "She knew long ago that there was a monster in her belly. She should have asked a doctor to abort me, but because of her so-called 'maternal love', she chose to let me come into this world to suffer!"

"No mother would kill her own child!" The prince shouted back even louder, "For you, she lied to me that you were sick and refused to let me see my newly born son! For you, she almost destroyed the Bakov family!"

"Family, ha, family!" The Beast King sneered, "For the sake of the family, you should have killed me at that time! She couldn't do it, so can't you, who only cares about the family, do it? You are as cowardly as she is!"

The prince could not continue. He looked at his eldest son in pain and slowly drew out the saber hanging from his waist. "I made a terrible mistake back then," he took off his helmet and took his shield from a winged cavalryman, "Now, I want to make up for this mistake."

The Winged Hussars drove their horses back, making room for the duel between father and son. Seeing this, the Imperial Guards and the Gun Cavalry all looked at An Jiyue. The girl nodded slightly, barely perceptible. So they also rode back.

The collision of the saber and the axe blade produced a streak of sparks, announcing the official start of the duel. The beast king rushed forward with a roar, holding the axe in both hands, and the axe blade chopped down with great force, but was easily deflected by the saber with an icy blue light on the blade. Even without counting the ferocious horns on his head, the son who was blessed with the filth of the power of chaos was more than a head taller than his father, but the physical advantage did not give the former the upper hand in the duel.

The father calmly parried and blocked, steadily catching every attack from his son full of hatred. When the saber and the axe collided again, the son took the opportunity to press his whole body weight on his father, trying to crush him with his weight. The father's knees trembled, but he did not kneel down as his son expected. After a short stalemate, the father suddenly knelt on one knee, and the enchanted saber in his right hand was withdrawn. The falling axe blade brushed past the father's shoulder, cutting through the armor and splitting the flesh.

The son stumbled and almost lost his balance. As he fell forward, he raised his right knee without thinking and hit his father. The father seemed to have expected this. He used the shield in his left hand to hold his son's right knee, and then crashed into his son's arms, knocking his son backwards.

When the Beast King's sight was refocused, he found himself lying on the cold snow, with the enchanted saber, which was even colder than the snow, resting beside his neck. The prince stood in front of him, his right shoulder almost stained red with blood, but his right hand holding the saber did not tremble at all.

"Andre, you shouldn't take your mother away," the prince said. "She has never done anything to offend you. She should not be the object of your revenge. Anyway... Goodbye, my son."

The prince raised his saber. He stared at the beast king in front of him, a few drops of crystal tears sliding down his cheeks.

"No!" The Beast King shouted, "Dad, don't kill me!"

The enchanted saber that was supposed to fall hesitated. The Beast King took the opportunity to tear off the amulet on his chest and pointed it at the prince. A vague shadow flashed by, and the prince's body shook and fell straight to the side.

The Winged Hussars rushed forward angrily. The Beast King struggled to get up, stood there and laughed wildly. The remaining Great Horned Beasts ran over to protect the Beast King behind them. They put up a tenacious resistance, but were ultimately powerless. When the last Great Horned Beast fell, the Beast King stopped his shrill laughter. He glared at every human in front of him, laughing at their stupidity: "It's time to say goodbye!"

After saying that, the Beast King waved his amulet, but nothing happened. A winged cavalryman rode past the Beast King, and the cavalryman pierced the Beast King's shoulder blade with his straight sword from above, knocking the Beast King, who looked a little dazed, down.

"You're playing such a low-brow trick in front of me," An Jiyue said faintly, "You really don't take me seriously."

The Jiedushi of Anxi Army and the deputy commander of Shentong Guard (Note 1) glanced at the amulet blessed with shadow magic. The amulet, which was made by an unknown person, immediately cracked and shattered into fine sand on the ground.

The Beast King was no longer able to speak. When the leading Hussar knocked him down, the Hussars behind him simply rode over him. After enduring the constant slapping of dozens of horseshoes, any Skink could kill the Beast King.

One of his eyes was crushed by the horse's hoof, and the only remaining eye that could be used moved a few times, watching An Jiyue walk to Prince Belov's side. The girl did not chant any spells, and there was not even any obvious casting movements. Prince Belov sat up suddenly as if he had woken up from a nightmare, looking around in surprise.

When the royal dynasty looked over here, the Beast King's only remaining eye had lost all its luster.

"Someone will naturally take care of cleaning up the battlefield," An Jiyue looked at Prince Belov, who avoided her sight. "Let's talk, just you and me. Tell me, why did this guy ask you to hand over Yuri?"

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Note 1: Shentong Guard, one of the right six guards among the twelve guards of An's Zhendan, is a training and management organization for the military alchemists. All the alchemists in the imperial army must be registered in Shentong Guard. The deputy commander is the deputy of the commander, that is, the second person in each guard. However, An Jiyue's Shentong Guard deputy commander is just an additional title, and has no actual authority.

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Chapter 126 Father and Son

Prince Belov's story is very old-fashioned, but also very Warhammer.

That year, the prince's first wife gave birth to his first child, Andrei. Unfortunately, Andrei was born on the day of the full moon of Morslib. Even more unfortunately, as the northernmost human kingdom in the Old World, Kislev did not have a wonder like the Great Wall of China that could isolate it from the corruption of Chaos. The influence of the power of Chaos on the land of Kislev was more profound than that of the southern countries, not to mention that Praag also had another nickname, "Cursed City".

Andrei was born a beastman, a big horned beast. At that time, the prince was away fighting, so Andrei's mother tried to hide this secret and tried to raise her child. However, some things cannot be hidden. As the eldest son of the prince, Andrei is the first heir of the Bakov family. Such an identity destined Andrei to be unable to hide in a small courtyard isolated from the outside world and not see any outsiders.

One month after the birth, Belov finally saw his eldest son after his triumphant return. The joy of victory turned into a freezing cold in the blink of an eye. When the prince came to his senses from the shock, the first thing he did was to pull out the enchanted saber given by the previous Tsar Vladimir (Note 1) and prepare to fulfill his duties as a prince.

Not surprisingly, the saber was not swung down in the end. Looking at the grotesque and twisted baby, looking at the pure eyes that were no different from those of a human baby, Belov threw away his saber, covered his face and cried. Under his wife's desperate pleading, Belov made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life.

Soon after, the prince publicly announced that his eldest son had died. He bought a remote farm outside the city and secretly placed Andrei there. His wife often went there, and every time she returned from seeing her son, she donated money to every temple in Praag and prayed devoutly to every god she knew.

Andre spent the first eight years of his life in an isolated farm. Beastmen grow much faster than humans. In just eight years, he grew from a baby into a tall and strong Gore, who could tear open a sheep's throat with his sharp teeth or swallow a whole chicken raw.

The bloodthirsty desire and the desire for violence sprouted in Andre's heart. Every day, this innate crazy impulse became stronger. He injured the loyal servant who had taken care of him since he was a child, leaving deep bloody marks on his body with his claws. Only when his mother came to visit him could Andre barely curb this impulse and try his best to suppress his beastly nature.

In the same year, Sister Ostankiya, who had always lived in seclusion, suddenly came to Prager to visit the prince. She told Belov that the spirits living in this land whispered in her ears, revealing a terrible future to her. Some kind of evil power was brewing in Prager. It was still very weak now, but if left unchecked, one day this darkness would devour Prager and even the entire Kislev, and the Bakov family would be doomed.

The horrible scene described by the nanny made the prince deeply uneasy. After much hesitation, the prince finally told the nanny the secret he had kept for eight years. Ostankiya was shocked by what Belov told her. She cursed at Belov, angrily accusing him of playing a joke on the fate of the entire nation and the entire country.

At the urging of the nanny, the prince immediately took the nanny to the farm. When they arrived at their destination, it was already dark, and the full moon of Morsrib was hanging high in the sky. This day happened to be the eighth full moon of this evil month.

A group of beastmen attacked here. They looted the farm and set it on fire. They took Andre away. The beastmen did not hurt him, even though Andre killed eight horned beasts with his bare hands when the farm was attacked. They believed that Andre was a gift from the dark god to the beasts, because the horns on his head were more majestic than any big horned beast in the tribe.

After a brief debate, Belov and Ostankia followed the trail left by the beastmen. Mammy summoned a group of wild wolves and used their developed sense of smell to find the beastmen who were resting. A short fierce battle broke out by the stream, and the Winged Hussars and the animals who obeyed Mammy's orders fought in a mess with the beasts.

Kislevites had advantages in both quantity and quality, and with Mammy's magic, they quickly gained the upper hand. However, just as Kislevites were about to win the battle, reinforcements from the beastmen arrived.

Hundreds of split-toed beasts roared out of the dark forest, and the situation reversed in an instant. The battle-hardened prince realized that if they did not retreat quickly, they would not be able to leave. At this moment, Belov saw a warhorn carrying his eldest son and rushing into the depths of the forest regardless of Andrei's struggle.

"Mom!" Andrei cried and stretched out his hands, trying to grab something, but he was getting further and further away from the familiar world. Every tear of his son was like a sharp sword, piercing Belov's heart. Since sending Andrei to the farm, he has never seen his eldest son again. He raised his bow and arrow, aiming the shiny arrowhead at the strange life.

Belov did not release his bowstring until Andrei's figure disappeared among the trees. The Kislevites retreated in disgrace. When they saw the magnificent walls of Praga again, Ostankia told the prince that his hesitation today would inevitably lead to disaster in the future, and the Ugors would bleed because of his hesitation.

Soon after, the prince's wife disappeared. Someone saw her leaving the city and walking into the forest alone. Later, the prince married a new wife, a wife who could bring many benefits to the Bakov family.

Belov soon welcomed his second child, whom he named Yuri. On the day Yuri was born, the full moon Morsrib appeared in the night sky. Belov stared at the evil moon, and the fear that surged from the depths of his soul almost crushed him... When the midwife told Belov that the new wife had given birth to a healthy baby without any mutations, Belov cried with joy.

However, Belov's good mood did not last long. After Yuri was born, the frequency of Beastmen activities in the Eastern Province increased suddenly. Many undefended farms, manors and village fortresses were razed to the ground, and even Vosgrad was besieged. All signs showed that a powerful Beast King had recently risen in the Eastern Province. He united the large and small Beastmen tribes and posed a huge threat to the Kislevites.

Although he had a bad feeling in his heart, the prince still led his army to the battle. Under the city of Vosgraf, father and son met again, staring at each other from a distance across the two armies.

After paying a heavy loss, the prince won the battle, but he had no joy. He not only saw his long-lost eldest son, but also saw his first wife who had been missing for many years. She had obviously suffered a lot and was tortured to the point of being unrecognizable. Andre did not kill her, but he just did not kill her.

When the outcome of the battle was decided and the beasts began to disperse, the prince personally led the Winged Hussars to charge at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure. The prince failed to save his eldest son, nor his ex-wife, as a group of crazy Chaos Spawns stopped him from pursuing.

"I heard about him, father!" Before escaping, the Beast King shouted at the prince: "Do you think I am the greatest malice of fate towards you? No, no, no, I am just a medium, a tool that can be thrown away after use. Yuri, my brother, is the one chosen by fate! Wait and see, father, you will see how outstanding your son is!"

After returning to Prager, Belov ordered his son Yuri to be sent to Kislev and arranged for Yuri to be baptized as an Esun believer. Almost everyone thought that this decision was made out of political considerations. The Bakov family was moving closer to the royal family and wanted to use the power of the Bokaha family to strengthen their rule.

Only a few people understood the real reason why Belov made this decision.

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Note 1: Vladimir Bokaha, the father of the Red Tsar and Katarin's grandfather, died in a battle with goblins in 2492 Imperial Calendar.

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Author's words: I saw some readers' questions about horse archery. I will try to find time to publish a separate chapter to talk about this issue. It is difficult to explain this matter clearly without a separate chapter.

Chapter 127: Mrs. Kislev's Trouble

When An Jiyue was still one day away from Praag, the dwarf fleet hired by the girl arrived at Erengrad as scheduled.

This fleet came from Haimen Pass, and they brought the materials that An Jiyue used to purchase Devingard: 600 tons of wheat, 100 sets of heavy armor, 200 flintlock pistols, 200 flintlock rifles, and matching lead ingots, flints, and black powder. These materials were loaded on two paddle steam cargo ships, escorted by two dwarf ironclad ships.

Boris wanted to ask for more artillery, but An Jiyue didn't give him the chance to ask for more. The Red Tsar arranged a courtier to go to Erengrad in advance to receive the supplies. According to the agreement between the two parties, after the delivery of the supplies, the ownership of Devingard will be automatically transferred to the Zhendan people, and the residents and garrisons will return to the kingdom on their own.

Not surprisingly, Kislev made trouble again when handing over the supplies. When counting the supplies, Boris's courtiers delivered almost half of the food and one-third of the weapons to the dock warehouse in front of the dwarves responsible for delivery, instead of loading them onto the cargo sleds prepared in advance by the Ice and Snow Court.

Afterwards, this guy claimed that the actual materials received did not match the list, and unilaterally declared the agreement invalid. The sacred territory of Kislev could not be handed over to the "untrustworthy Eastern witch", and he also clamored that the Zhendan people should make compensation for this.

If the dwarves could tolerate such a thing, they would not be dwarves. The two ironclad ships opened their gun ports and aimed their loaded guns at the city of Erengrad. The dwarves angrily told Lady Kislev that if they insisted on doing so, they would immediately fulfill the alliance treaty between the Mountain Kingdom and the Cathay Dynasty.

Lady Kislev chose to follow her heart at the speed of light. The Kingdom of Ice and Snow had no regular navy, and two ironclad ships were enough to send all the armed merchant ships in Erengrad to the bottom of the sea, and flatten the city by the way. The courtier reluctantly handed over the supplies he had seized. As for whether his behavior was his own will or Boris's instruction, An Jiyue thought it was not important, and she did not care about it. She had originally been thinking about whether to send someone to escort the local Lady Kislev back to the Kingdom of Ice and Snow after the transfer of Devingard. Now she thought that these people should find a way to go home by themselves. After all, what did their life and death have to do with her?

After unloading the cargo, the dwarves returned with a lot of complaints. The day after they returned to Haimen Pass, the courtier's name appeared in Haimen Pass's book of hatred.

Since there was a Jinyiwei school marquis accompanying the dwarf fleet, An Jiyue learned about this matter at the first time. Even though she had anticipated this possibility and was mentally prepared for it, when this incident actually happened, the girl still felt that her fists were hard. She immediately said in the chat group that she would definitely retaliate.

"So," Dustan crossed his legs, "how are you going to retaliate?"

After smashing the comet, Asur did not return, but stayed in Prager temporarily. The citizens entertained him warmly, and even though supplies were very tight, they still tried their best to organize a welcome banquet for the mage.

The comet completely crushed the Norse army, sending thousands of dirty northerners and their domesticated war beasts to the west. This attack alone brought Dustan nearly 90,000 points of income. In addition to the spells he cast everywhere while riding the arcane phoenix, and the Norse shamans he killed in the spell battle, the mage earned more than 100,000 points at one time. Add to that the 20,000 hiring fee paid by An Jiyue, and it can be said that this trip to the north with the mage was definitely profitable.

"Except for the first batch of food that was transported to Kislev by inland waterway, I will not give you any more," An Jiyue took a glass of honey water from Dustan. "Even if Boris didn't instruct on this, he definitely knew about it and acquiesced to it. I told him that no one can let the Heavenly Court be taken advantage of."

"Are you getting too into the role? What about the Heavenly Court?" Dustan, who was also holding a glass of honey water, looked An Jiyue up and down and complained, "What if Boris changes his mind about the Devingard incident? What about the overall situation of the anti-chaos movement?"

"He can try." The girl took a sip of the steaming hot honey water. She didn't really like the taste of honey, but it was better than drinking Compote. "Going to war with Kislev is not in my plan, but if Boris is determined to get beaten, I will help him. As for the overall situation?"

The Jiedushi put the cup on the table. As expected, she still couldn't drink it: "We are the overall situation."

"Just not delivering the subsequent food, isn't that too good?" Dustan touched his smooth chin. Male elves don't grow beards. "The food issue was originally agreed by Bing Ruolan, and you didn't agree."

"Stop delivering food only the first step," the girl raised a finger and shook it left and right, "Once the anchor point is deployed in Devengard, I can conjure food and other supplies nearby and send them to Praag."

The wizard's eyes widened: "Mrs. Kisli is so shameless, you still want to give them supplies?"

"Don't think of them as a whole. Didn't you realize that I was trying to sow discord? Unlike the Western and Southern states, the residents of the Eastern state are mainly Ugors, who naturally have separatist tendencies," An Jiyue explained. "Historically, Prager has attempted independence three times, two of which were defeated by the Tsar's trade blockade, and the remaining one was resolved by military means. If Boris chooses to escalate the situation further, I will work to make Prager independent."

"Are you serious?" Dustan was a little surprised, but at the same time he felt inexplicably happy: "You have always said that Kislev is the shield of civilization of the old world. If there is a civil war at this time...what if the situation gets out of control?"

"So I asked Xuanshui to write a letter, and the letter should have been sent to the Eternal Peak by the Eagle Guard." The girl showed a very subtle smile on her face. "I will unite with the dwarves to put pressure on Lady Kislev. If Boris refuses to give in, then he is either mentally ill or has been replaced by a changeling."

"What if, I mean what if, that big guy riding a bear does something wrong?"