Your war hammer is too fake

[Barrel o Hammer: After all, they are almost equivalent to flying from Congo to St. Petersburg. ]

[Admin#Xiao Yiyue: What is this? I don't know much about Warhammer. Is there such a thing in Medieval? ]

[Barrel O Hammer: They are the Recasters. The Recasters are...]

In the chat group, the avatars of An Jiyue and Dustan turned gray at the same time. After the 1,000 recasters arrived at the Cliff Cave Outpost, the girl led 600 Zhendan people and about 100 dwarves who insisted on following them, and continued to march towards Derwengard. From here, until they arrived at Derwengard, An Jiyue and her group would no longer have a safe place to stay or a place to resupply.

On the first day after crossing over, Xiao Yiyue spent almost the entire afternoon communicating with Barrel. She learned a lot from the Lord of Plateau Castle, including the experiences of the three group members who had crossed over earlier, as well as the general situation of this world that is currently known.

By the time Barrel had finished explaining everything, it was already dark. The servants brought her dinner, eight dishes, four cold and four hot, as well as soup, dessert and fruit. Although there were no various condiments like before the time travel, the taste of the dishes seemed a little bland to Xiao Yiyue, but the ingredients were real, and the chef's cooking skills were superb enough, so Xiao Yiyue was very satisfied with the meal - after all, she couldn't afford bear paws and snow clams before the time travel.

The next day, Xiao Yiyue woke up before dawn. Before she could say anything, three maids lifted the curtain of the bed and walked in, skillfully changing Xiao Yiyue's clothes. Xiao Yiyue was not used to being served, but she didn't know how to wear ancient clothes, so she could only let the maids do it.

"Wait!" She called to the maid who was coming over with a set of skirts, "Change me into something that's easier to move in."

The maid bowed and left. After a while, the maid returned with a set of purple official uniforms.

When Xiao Yiyue finished dressing, she came to the restaurant and a steaming hot breakfast was served. She didn't want to know why the kitchen of the Ningguo Mansion was still running at four in the morning, so she could only pick up the ivory chopsticks with a blank look on her face.

After breakfast, there was still some time before dawn. Xiao Yiyue didn't plan to go back to sleep. She thought that since she was awake, she might as well go and deal with the task assigned by the dog group owner yesterday.

……

Note 1: All group members have false memories compiled by the Holy Book of War, except An Jiyue.

The author says:

Author's words: Why do some people think that the new group member is a lizard man... Xiao Yiyue's name doesn't look like a lizard man at all! Except for the protagonist, this book will not mention the names of any group members before they traveled through time, and the names after they traveled through time are determined by factions. Just seeing the three words "Xiao Yiyue" should tell you that this is a Zhendan person.

Chapter 134 Target: Dragon Islands

The task that An Jiuyue assigned to Xiao Yiyue was very "simple".

[Group leader #An Jiyue: There is a place called Dragon Islands across a strait to the south of the Haunted Forest. It is the territory of the Lizardmen, and I need you to take it. There are hatching pools left by the Ancient Saints there, and I need these facilities. Remember to take it easy when you attack.]

[Admin#XiaoYiYue: So, the focus is on those incubation pools? ]

【Group leader #An Jiyue: Yes. The War Codex may be able to analyze these magical creations and then control them, so please try to take them down intact. Don't worry, there are no magic clams in the Dragon Islands, and the local lizardmen have degenerated into a group of beasts. My plan is that you first go to the Gravel Bay across the sea from the Dragon Islands, deploy your anchor point and drop the City Heart there, and then use Gravel Bay as the battle support point to launch subsequent operations. Remember, don't shoot the anchor point in the Dragon Islands. 】

【Administrator#Xiao Yiyue: What’s the reason? 】

【Group leader #An Jiyue: There are two reasons. First, the Haunted Forest is a piece of land corrupted by the wind and sand of death. Just like its name, this ghost place is full of naturally generated undead, and you can't kill them all. Although the local environment has not reached the level of Sylvania, it is actually not much different. The order field unfolded by the anchor point can purify all types of corruption, and although the environment of the Dragon Islands is harsh, it can still be regarded as a "normal" land that has not been corrupted. Second, to the east of Gravel Bay are the Indy Kingdoms, and to the north are the Ogre's Mountains of Sorrow, understand?】

[Administrator #XiaoYiYue: I see. Are there any specific requirements for the action steps? ]

[Group leader #An Jiyue: You can do whatever you want. I won’t even bother with this. Anyway, there is a chat group, so we can communicate at any time. ]

So Xiao Yiyue set off. She politely declined An Jiyue's suggestion to send the Eagle Guard to escort her, and flew east alone on the cloud. She naturally didn't know the way to the Dragon Islands, but fortunately for a powerful alchemist, this was not a problem.

Xiao Yiyue first flew eastward over the World's Edge Mountains and entered the Black Land. This vast land was once a fertile land with lush vegetation. However, in 1500 BC, a man-made earthquake swept through the Mountain Kingdom, and the dwarves who had just fought the Longbeard War suffered heavy losses. Not only that, the earthquake also caused the volcanoes in the Black Land to erupt violently, and the combined effects of various other geological disasters turned this land into what it is today.

The governor of the Shuofang Army didn't care much about the history of the Black Land, and didn't want to stay in such a place for even a second. She found a huge rock to land on and rested for a while, ate some cakes and water prepared by the maid before she set out, and killed a giant wolf that appeared out of nowhere and wanted to attack her with palm thunder, then adjusted her direction and flew southeast.

She kept flying on the cloud until she saw the coastline in the distance and then she gradually slowed down. The endless blue sky made her feel relieved. When she was flying in the sky before, she couldn't help but worry that she would deviate from the route. Compared with the inland area that looked like a nuclear war wasteland, the environment in the black land near the sea was much better, although this "good" was only relative.

Xiao Yiyue landed on a beach. She stretched out her hand and dead branches and leaves flew from all directions and piled up by themselves. She used the water control technique to extract the excess water to prevent too much smoke when burning, and then used the fire control technique to ignite it. Xiao Yiyue did not move even a finger during the whole process, but she made a blazing bonfire for herself with magic alone.

"Magic is so useful," she exclaimed sincerely.

Even after flying for a whole day, Xiao Yiyue did not feel tired. This might be because the excitement brought by the time travel and the powerful supernatural power had not yet dissipated, or it might be because this seemingly weak body actually had a much better physical fitness than an ordinary person.

In this deserted land, no one would disturb her. It was so quiet that she seemed to be the only one left in the world. Xiao Yiyue sat in front of the campfire in a daze, and after a while she found that she couldn't sleep at all. The sleeping bag that had just been spread out was then rolled up and packed up. Xiao Yiyue was about to leave, but suddenly stopped. She tilted her head and thought for a while, then glanced at the still burning campfire.

Under the cover of night, a mass of seawater separated from the sea and poured onto the bonfire with a splash. After resolving the fire hazard, Xiao Yiyue was satisfied and flew up on the cloud, flying eastward along the coastline.

……

Xiao Yiyue didn't arrive at his destination until the warm sunshine had covered the earth.

Maintaining a flight altitude of a thousand meters above sea level, the Shuofang Army Jiedushi observed the terrain from a high position. On her left was a stretch of land that seemed to have no end, and on her right was the sea, with a glimpse of an island exposed on the horizon. She first flew south for a distance, and by observing the area and vegetation types of the island, she confirmed that it was indeed the Dragon Islands, and then turned around and flew north.

Xiao Yiyue closed her eyes, then opened them again. After opening the [Dharma Eye], the material world she saw was covered with a layer of fantastic light, and the rushing rivers of light were converging in a certain direction in the northeast.

[Administrator #Xiao Yiyue: You guessed it right, Gravel Bay is indeed a spiritual vein node. ]

[Group leader #Anjiyue: Very good. You can proceed to the next step. ]

Flying along the direction of the River of Light, Xiao Yiyue found the center of these "rivers", Gravel Bay. The spiritual vein network is the energy of the planet itself, and its nodes are not evenly distributed, but dense and sparse. Obviously, the haunted forest belongs to an area with sparse node distribution. There may be only two or three spiritual vein nodes in the entire forest, and Gravel Bay is one of them.

In addition to the chaotic wastelands at the North and South Poles, spirit vein nodes are usually, or at least were, gathering places for intelligent creatures. The reason for this is difficult to explain, but places that can develop large cities must be spirit vein nodes, with very few exceptions.

Gravel Bay was no exception. A group of barbaric residents settled here. When Xiao Yiyue fell from the sky, these fat guys cheered at first, and then immediately shouted in dissatisfaction: "Too little meat!"

The governor of the Shuofang Army was too lazy to talk nonsense with these ogres, and he was not even interested in finding out which tribe they belonged to or whether there were other ogres nearby. Two hand halberds forged with fine steel were thrown out first, literally piercing the skulls of the two most conspicuous ogres. Then, before the remaining ogres could react, Xiao Yiyue drew out the dagger hanging from his waist.

The blade of this short sword is 65 centimeters long, and the hilt is a standard one-handed sword, so short that it can only be grasped by one hand. When the governor of the Shuofang Army held it horizontally in front of him, the short hilt suddenly stretched out and turned into a 2.7-meter-long silver-painted handle in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Yiyue rushed into the group of ogres with his lance in both hands, swinging the lance left and right. The narrow and thick lance tip effortlessly cut the necks of the two ogres and cut in from the connection between the two vertebrae. The two bewildered ogres knelt down dejectedly, and their huge heads and crude machetes fell to the ground almost at the same time.

The battle lasted less than a minute before it was declared over. More than forty ogres had their heads chopped off or had their stomachs pierced by lances, with the spear tips biting deeply into their fat bellies. When the last ogre fell down in a daze, the remaining cowards screamed in fear, dropped their crude weapons and fled.

Xiao Yiyue held the spear in one hand, the tip of the spear pointed diagonally at the ground, and the shaft was on her back. She looked at these little greenskins with a bit of amusement, and was too lazy to chase them. After losing the protection of the ogre master, the residents of the haunted forest would take good care of these little greenskins.

"Yeah, yeah," the tall lady chuckled and called out her own war codex, "It's time to start working~"

The author says:

Author's words: PS: It's another day of looking up information and feeling overwhelmed... (squirm

Answer to reader "Reader1634652145":

It's not like the group members don't have their own ideas, but do they have to fight among themselves when they have ideas? Your point of view is based on "the cheats are so big, some people may think that the threat of Chaos is not that big", but unfortunately, there are no such people in the group members. Even if everyone except me is Cloud Hammer, they still have a clear and profound understanding of how terrible Chaos is. More importantly, readers, not to mention 95%, at least % hate the infighting of the protagonist team.

I'm not a literary geek, and I won't do anything to intentionally disgust my readers.

Chapter 135 Devengard

An Jiyue and Dustan stood side by side on a low mound.

"So," the wizard said, "Old Xiao is now busy clearing out the beastmen and the undead?"

"What a strange name, Lao Xiao... Can't you check the chat group yourself?" The governor stared at the stone castle in the distance, and Fengxue stopped half a meter in front of her. "There are a lot of beastmen and undead active in the Haunted Forest. The wind of death in this place is so strong that it even suppresses the chaos corruption. It will take some time for the field of order to take effect."

"I haven't checked the chat group much in the past few days," Dustan shrugged. "But speaking of the Order Field, has your main anchor point reached 100%? I remember your main anchor point was in Granni Stone Hall."

"Yes. When we were still in Kislev, the Order Domain at the main anchor point of Granni Stone Hall had already solidified. From that moment on, even if the Maelstrom exploded in the next second, no demon could get its hands on it," An Jiuyue replied. "The speed was a little slower than I expected. The last few percentage points of progress were too slow... This is a very good start. Tens of thousands of square kilometers of land have been forever freed from the threat of Chaos, and the surrounding areas have become even cleaner."

"Speaking of which, what about the areas that the Order Domain cannot cover? Anchor points can only be placed on spirit vein nodes, and spirit vein nodes are not evenly distributed," Dustan raised a question he had long had, "Just like Lao Xiao, didn't you say that there may be only two or three nodes in the entire haunted forest? The coverage area of ​​the Order Domain of a single anchor point is fixed at 10,000 square kilometers. The total area of ​​the haunted forest is equivalent to three Sanhe Prefectures with some left over. Is the Order Domain enough?"

"? Is there no relevant explanation in your war codex? Or are you too lazy to read it?"

"Fuck it," Dustan started to complain when he talked about this. "Didn't I recruit 20,000 civilians? The population increased by 20,000 at once, and the government affairs I need to handle have increased dramatically. Originally, the high-elf nobles could also handle the administrative work, but the problem is that I don't have enough hero cards... I'm almost running to the Arctic wasteland and I still have to work remotely, worrying about which piece of land to plant and so on all day long!"

"Well," An Jiyue, who had a mature administrative system under An Zhendan and a large number of experienced officials to dispatch, looked at the man sympathetically. "Although the distribution of the spiritual vein nodes is uneven, the order domains of the anchor points will not overlap, and the extra area will automatically extend outward as evenly as possible. Let me give you an example. If you have three anchor points, then you will definitely have an order domain of 30,000 square kilometers. Do you understand?"

"Then there are no other anchor points near Lao Xiao. How many wild monsters does she have to kill to get one million?"

"At least this problem is not completely unsolvable, that's enough. Speaking of which," An Jiyue's view on this is more optimistic than Dustan's, "Yiyue's initial city is unexpectedly small, basically a relatively large county town, probably because Gravel Bay itself is a place where it is impossible to develop a large city. Probably to compensate for this, her initial city 'Jingning', like Xuanshui, has its own tower, and the official warehouse in the inner city is stockpiled with a very astonishing amount of spirit stones."

Spirit Stone, a byproduct of the Jiuzhou barrier, is basically a man-made version of Dimension Stone. Compared to Shushu's favorite, Spirit Stone has a much lower energy density, but correspondingly, Spirit Stone is non-toxic and extremely stable. Its wide range of uses is not inferior to Dimension Stone, and it is much safer than Dimension Stone.

As they were talking, the gate of the stone castle in the distance finally opened. Boris, the guide of the Zhendan people, the old soldier who had been shouting in front of the fortress for a long time, walked in with his head held high. A moment later, the gate opened again, and a bald man, accompanied by several winged cavalrymen, rode up to An Jiyue and Dustan, looking them up and down.

"I am Slavin Kurtzboye, the commander of the Devingard Fortress," he said loudly, "I have read the letter you asked Boris to pass on to me. My Lord, if the person who sent the letter was not Boris, I would never believe such a ridiculous thing. So," the bald man asked in a tone that was almost picking on him, "are you the Aurora witch?"

"If you continue to ride on your horse and speak to me in this disrespectful manner," the girl said, "then I will no longer guarantee the safety of your life."

"Ha! How many threats do you think I've heard from the Yankees? Pretty girl," Slavin sneered, "your delicate face looks more suitable for..."

The bald man suddenly covered his neck and kicked his legs to slowly rise. He fell off the saddle and fell heavily to the ground face down. The winged cavalrymen who were accompanying him drew their cavalry swords and sabers and tried to rush over, but then they all enjoyed the same treatment as their own boyars, and their faces were pressed into the snow by telekinesis.

"...I'm beginning to like you, girl." Slavin struggled to stand up from the ground, his attitude obviously much better than before, "It seems that the wind and snow in the north can't freeze you. Come with me, and let me treat you with the courtesy of treating guests."

……

Although it is called a "fortress" by the Kislevites, Derwentgard is not very large.

This northern stronghold next to the Chaos Wasteland consists of a stone castle and a village fortress at the foot of the castle. As an isolated enclave, Derwengard, separated from the mainland by steep mountains, is difficult to get support from the motherland, let alone expect supplies to be transported from the rear, so the Kislevites have opened up farmland here to grow cold-resistant crops and raise cattle, sheep and other livestock.

The Chinese and dwarves were arranged to rest in the village fortress, while the two distinguished guests and several followers were led to the castle on the commanding heights. By Kislev standards, this castle was undoubtedly top-notch because it was built with large and solid stones, rather than using wood as the outer walls like most of the strongholds in Kislev.

Slavin Kurtz received An Jiyue and Dustan in an office at the top of the castle. When the three of them sat down, a servant immediately brought a plate with sliced ​​white bread and a small dish of ground salt. An Jiyue picked up a piece of bread, dipped it in the salt dish, and took a bite. Dustan did the same.

"I've been defending this place well, and the Yankees from the north can't get in at all, but His Majesty wants to sell this place," Bald Boyer personally poured a cup of steaming hot black tea for An Jiyue and complained, "even though he sold Devengard for a good price (Note 1)."

"To be precise, the person who sold Devingard was Princess Katalin." An Jiyue didn't really want to drink Mrs. Kissley's black tea, which was too sweet. However, out of politeness, she could only bite the bullet and take a sip of the teacup: "So-called politics is like this, we all know who really made the decision, but we can only pretend that it was someone else who did it."

"So, you are here to receive the new gadgets," Bald Boyer drank half a cup of black tea in one breath and let out a long breath, "Ha~ The villagers will definitely regard this as a favor from Ersun. They have long wanted to return to Kislev."

Think about it, even if the threat of Chaos is removed, it is unlikely that anyone will volunteer to come to Devingard because of the extremely cold climate that even Kislevites can't stand. The army can obey orders out of duty and honor, and the peasants who are responsible for agricultural production and providing food supplies for the garrison can only rely on exile - just like the Tsarist Russia's development of Siberia relied on the Cossacks whose main business was to collect furs and their secondary business was to fight, and all kinds of unlucky people who were exiled because of their crimes.

After a pause, Boyer continued, "I will arrange for the soldiers and civilians to be transferred to Fort Jingxin in the south as soon as possible. To do this, I need to take away all the supplies in the fort."

"I don't care." An Jiyue naturally didn't care about the little thoughts of the bald man in front of her. "The Heavenly Court has already sent a transport team, and they will arrive here soon. They will bring sufficient supplies and backup personnel."

This is a lie. After entering the castle, An Jiyue quietly deployed the last anchor point at hand. Whether it is recruiting troops, exchanging materials, replenishing units, or other functions involving void creation, all can only be done on the anchor point. Of course, it does not have to be your own, it can also be the anchor point of other holy scripture masters, as long as the other party is willing to open the deployment permission to you.

After Mrs. Kislev leaves, the girl can perform a magic trick on the spot.

"You sound like a brave bunch of men. It's not easy to get supplies from Zhendan to here," Bald Boyer nodded. "I don't care why you want Devingard. Since His Majesty has made the decision, my people and I will obey orders. Listen carefully."

Slavin Kurtz stared into An Jiyue's eyes seriously and said, "Derwengard has never fallen since it was built. Don't lose it if you still consider yourself a warrior."

"I will," the governor said softly, meeting Boyer's gaze. "Derwengard will stand firm."

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Note 1: For the price of Devingard, please see the second paragraph of Chapter 127. For some reason, in the Warhammer universe, firearms and gunpowder are very expensive, and GW has never explained the specific reason.

Note 2: A famous quote from Warhammer 40K, "Cadia-stands!"

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Author's note: I'm too lazy to play Lost God again, the picture is taken from the video on Bilibili. The one behind Yuri is Derwengard Castle

Chapter 136: The Castle

"Evil spirits can go there, and so can I!" - Records of Western Countries, by An Jiyue

Derwentgard Castle was the first to complete the handover.

The castle was very strong but relatively small. According to An Jiyue's estimation, it could only accommodate one garrison. Moreover, the structure of the walls made it impossible to place artillery, even a light five-jin cannon. Slavin Kurtz led his men out of the castle. Everyone was carrying large and small bags of gifts, including Boyer himself.

The Kislevites carried the piles of supplies and sundries back and forth several times, carrying them to the temporary storage point in the village fortress. The civilians in the village fortress seemed to want to help, but were sternly rejected by the soldiers. Some people who tried to approach the salute pile were ruthlessly driven away and beaten.

"They will definitely steal things," Slavin explained to An Jiyue. "No one who is thrown into Devingard has clean hands and feet. Just six weeks of living here will turn even the most pious good person into a villain."

After Boyer's men had almost emptied the castle, the sword-wielding guards and the dismounted imperial guards entered the castle and quickly assigned people to stand guard, while the auxiliary soldiers hurried to clean the castle and store supplies. The musketeers had already been deployed before this, and they rode on their mechanical horses to patrol the surrounding area, scout the environment and be ready to fight at any time.

This place is already on the edge of the Chaos Wasteland, so it is normal for a group of demons to suddenly appear here.

The work of transferring soldiers, villagers and supplies to Fort Alert lasted for a week, during which Dustan even rode his phoenix to Kislev. The first batch of 5,000 tons of food transported by inland waterways finally arrived in Kislev, without a grain of rice lost. One-fifth of the water marquises and land marquises who were in charge of escorting the food were killed or wounded. Although they killed ten times as many aquatic beastmen and green-skinned bandits along the way, An Jiyue still felt that this was a loss-making business, and was even more unwilling to continue sending food to the people of Kislev.

When Dustan arrived at Kislev, the grain had been delivered. The wizard told the Red Tsar, who was happy to get the grain, that this was all. In view of the bad things that Boris's courtiers did in Erengrad, An Jiyue had officially decided to terminate the subsequent grain delivery unless Boris publicly apologized and compensated the relevant losses of the Chinese and dwarves.

The Red Tsar was unwilling to apologize or compensate for the damages. He yelled at Dustan like an enraged bear and threatened to renegotiate the sale of Devingard. The wizard had no intention of accommodating him and immediately responded with "vulgar slang (Catalin) that is totally unbelievable for an elf."

The two sides started fighting after arguing. Dustan swung a Hoss sword and fought with Boris who was wielding an ice sword for dozens of moves without losing. His light and agile swordsmanship was completely different from his foul-mouthed image. Seeing that their own Tsar seemed to have no upper hand, the Tsar's guards wanted to come up to help, but were shouted away by Boris.

After all, a fight between two people could be considered a spur of the moment fight, but if the Tsar's guards intervened, the nature of the matter would change. A somewhat frustrated Boris signaled Dustan to stop fighting, and then made new demands: the Aurora people should continue to allocate subsequent food, and the Kislevites should guarantee that such unpleasant incidents would not happen again. As for apologies and compensation, the Red Tsar did not mention a word about it.

"Promise? Kislev's promise is as 'reliable' as Druzil's," Dustan said mockingly, leaning on the Hoeth greatsword that was almost as tall as a person with one hand, "and your promise itself is meaningless."

Thinking of something, the wizard added, "Oh, by the way, in a while, the messenger from the Eternal Peak will come to our door. He will bring the wrath of the Dwarf High King... You have to think it through."

"Dwarf? Why would a dwarf speak for you? We are the dwarf's friends!"

"If you knew what that evil man did in the Mountain Kingdom, you wouldn't have such doubts," the wizard put away his sword and sat on the only chair left in the reception room that was not chopped up, crossing his legs happily. "The compensation is mainly for the dwarves. After all, the dwarves' resentment can either be appeased with gold or repaid with blood." The last sentence was taught to Dustan by An Jiyue.

Boris did not answer. The meeting failed to reach any agreement, and Dustan rode his arcane phoenix back to Derwengard.

"Do you think that stubborn uncle will give in?" the magician asked the governor.

"His temperament gives me the feeling that he will never yield to anyone. Perhaps only Ersun can make him bow his head in this world," the Jiedushi thought for a moment and said, "However, the harsh reality does not allow him to be stubborn to the end, unless he really wants to watch his people starve to death."

Devingard had been renamed Kewang Fort, which means "If the enemy can go there, I can go there too." As part of the land purchase transaction, Jingxin Fort in the south was also handed over to An Jiyue as a bonus, but the name of this place did not need to be changed.

Slavin hurriedly built a batch of sleds in Fort Jingxin and loaded all the supplies brought from Dwengard onto the sleds. After bidding farewell to the people of Zhendan, he would lead 400 soldiers and 700 civilians who were exiled here on a long journey home. Many people were destined to fall in the process, but no one would look back at this time.

The dwarves from Cliff Cave Outpost will go with them, and An Jiyue entrusts them to help escort Lady Kislie. The girl's apparent reason is that the journey is too dangerous, and she is worried that Lady Kislie might be killed halfway, but the real reason is that it is not convenient for them to see what happens next.