Your war hammer is too fake

When the siege was going on and the defenders' defenses in the underground battlefield collapsed, the dimensional drills that had been on standby for a long time rumbled and drilled through the tunnel before the last drill was scrapped due to a malfunction. Then, Sasoril took out the real killer move: the dozen warbands that attacked the dwarf community were actually just feints to attract the defenders' attention. In the complicated plan of the Lord of Change, the troops that used the secret tunnels to attack the slums were the key to victory.

Facing the Chaos army that appeared in the slums, some militiamen bravely chose to fight and tried to stop the atrocities of the evil god's followers, but they soon became part of the pile of corpses on the ground. The defenders watched the slums turn into a living hell but were powerless. Now all the decent troops in the city were mobilized to the dwarf community. Even Great Ulric himself went into battle, wielding the Skoll Hammer Axe to fight the enemy, and only then could he barely stop those Chaos warriors who were like iron towers.

Although the Chaos Warriors that appeared in the slums were few in number, with the cooperation of several thousand mortal servants, they were still enough to easily defeat the militia without heavy firepower support. The defenders, whose troops had been deployed to the limit, could only try to gather more militia, using numbers and sacrifices to fill the gap between ordinary people and the warriors blessed by the evil god.

Mobilizing troops takes time, especially when the troops being mobilized are a mob of brave but woefully untrained men. Despite the best efforts of the Imperial captains, nobles, and battle priests, when they finally gather what they think is enough troops to launch an attack, the demons descend.

After slaughtering 8888 mortals in one breath, even with the protection of the Holy Fire of the White Wolf God, a crack leading to the Chaos Demon Realm still opened on the Chaos Altar temporarily set up deep in the slums.

The scarlet demon army entered the battlefield, unstoppably trying to use a more grand massacre to please their masters who were always thirsting for more bloodshed and violence. In front of the demons, the militia gathered outside the slums disappeared like snowflakes, but even so they still chose to hold their positions instead of turning around and running away.

Their sacrifice was meaningful. Boris, who was in charge of commanding the infantry and artillery of the coalition, finally arrived. The main force of the coalition entered the battlefield and blocked the Khorne army before the battle collapsed. Under the cover of the star rockets flying all over the sky, the spear walls of the Eternal Guards were deployed on the streets, firmly and silently blocking the surging scarlet demon tide.

This was an extremely efficient killing for both sides. The Hell Sword used by the bloodletting vampire could cut through most of the armor in the mortal world like cutting tofu, and the sophisticated weapons in the hands of the Asrai warriors could also easily penetrate the tough skin on the bloodletting vampire. The moment the scarlet and emerald legions came into contact, almost the same number of demons and elves fell.

While the Wood Elves were holding off the demon army head-on, Boris personally led two thousand Imperial soldiers, taking advantage of their familiarity with the environment, and charged towards the Chaos Altar from the side. As early as when the main force of the coalition army stepped onto the overpass, an Imperial officer on Pegasus came to report the battle situation, and the Wolf Lord decided not to split his troops after a brief consideration. All the troops he brought were thrown into the slums, striving to destroy the Chaos Altar in the shortest possible time and close the rift that had been spitting out demons continuously!

As for the dwarf communities that were still fighting hard and whose defenses were in jeopardy, the Elector gave them orders to hold their positions at all costs. Even if it meant death, they had to wait until he was done!

Facts proved that Boris's decision was right, because even though he deployed more than 7,000 troops, nearly 5,000 of whom were Asrai, whose combat power was much stronger than that of the provincial infantry, his army's attack on the Chaos Altar was still difficult. The Blood God's army, as always, showed superb tactical qualities. When the main attack directions were all blocked by Asrai, the Khorne army leading these demon armies did not immediately deploy the subsequent demons, but instead deployed troops to their own flanks.

When An Jiyue hurried over here, surrounded by the wild cavalry on foot, Boris, who led the charge, was still hundreds of meters away from the Chaos Altar, and his speed had slowed down visibly. There were still endless Khorne demons rushing out of the rift, and every mortal warrior who died was one less...

It would be good if the militiamen who came spontaneously to help did not cause more trouble.

The only good news is that due to the lack of more souls and the suppression of the White Wolf's sacred fire, the rift has begun to become unstable: the souls of the system units cannot be taken away, and no matter how many system units the demon army kills, it is impossible to get even a single soul. The Khorne demons can only rely on killing Boris's men to obtain souls, and this "income" is too meager at the moment when the Maelstrom is still alive, and it is almost unable to maintain the rift.

According to the girl's assessment, even if Boris could not take down the Chaos Altar, the rift would collapse on its own in half an hour at most, and the remaining demons would be suppressed and exiled by the power of the White Wolf God. They would only need to deal with those fallen ones who believed in Chaos.

But such a frustrating "victory" was not what she wanted, the governor thought. With her will, the wind of magic was rapidly drawn, gathered, and formed, turning into a red sun rising slowly over the battlefield. The Chaos Warriors felt a strong burning pain just by being illuminated by the red light it emitted, and the low-level demons were smoking all over. They became weak and slow, and were then knocked down by mortals.

The situation was reversed in an instant. Boris roared and rushed into the ranks of the bloodletters, brandishing his rune teeth and slaughtering the demons, while his warriors followed closely behind their lord and fought side by side. In the end, the Elector chopped down the Khorne army that led these demon armies with a sword, and the rift collapsed.

The mortals cheered tiredly. In order to reach Middenheim in time, they had already consumed a lot of physical strength in the forced march, and after fighting all the way until now, they were almost at their limit. Boris was also tired, even more tired than his men, but he knew that now was not the time to rest.

Standing in the middle of the messy battlefield, the Wolf Lord encouraged his soldiers to hold on with a hoarse but resonant voice. Just as this group of exhausted warriors were about to rush to the dwarf community to drive back the Chaos minions that had invaded their homes, An Jiyue came to Boris and looked at the Elector with a strange look.

“They’re retreating,” she said. “Not just temporarily, but completely.”

After a pause, the Jiedushi added: "The siege is over. You won."

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Author's note: I caught a cold, so I managed to write one chapter. By the end of it, I almost didn't know what I was writing...

Chapter 271 After the Siege

The moment [Xihe's Descent] appeared on the battlefield, Sasoril realized that he had already lost the battle.

This spell is not exclusive to An Jiyue. In An's Zhendan, high-level alchemists who are not the type of partiality can basically perform it. There are also quite a few young ladies in the fox spirits who can cast this spell. However, as the Lord of Change, the most proficient demon under the evil god in magic, "Eternal Watch" Sasoril was shocked to find that even across the thick rock of Mount Fuslag, it produced a slight tingling sensation without being illuminated by the red light.

When the allied cavalry raided the camp, Sasoril was not in the camp. Even though the hell cannon it had taken a lot of effort to obtain was destroyed along with the artillery, it only ordered a part of the Chaos Warriors to return for support, and accidentally avoided a face-to-face encounter with An Jiyue. Since the defenders' defense line in the tunnel network collapsed, the big demon quietly went underground, observing secretly and waiting for the best time to attack.

The arrival of the coalition forces surprised it. There was no doubt that Graktar, the fool, had failed. Even though the Wolf Lord had been cursed and sent off, the dirty, stupid, and arrogant beast still failed. Sasoril could not understand why this happened. It could only rack its brains to think about how to deal with the current situation.

In theory, the best thing to do now is for it to go down in person and use magic to tear open the defenses organized by mortals in the dwarven community. However, there is a problem here. The archdemon is not sure whether Graktar's failure is a deliberate trick by Tzeentch. Does this mean that the Lord of Change is, at least at this moment, expecting his own failure?

No one can truly understand Tzeentch's thoughts, not even the Lord of Change. The Supreme Eagle's fickle interests are fatal to both enemies and friends. The more Sasoril thinks about it, the more hesitant and difficult it is to make a decision. It is not sure what it should do to please Tzeentch. Does its master want it to succeed in conquering Middenheim or fail? Or is it that the dilemma it is in now is what Tzeentch wants to see?

Time passed by minute by minute. Although the Demon Lord of Change looked calm and had everything under control, he was actually panicking. Fortunately, this painful torment did not last too long. As soon as [Xihe's Advent] came out, Sasoril knew that it was impossible for him to capture the Holy Land of the White Wolf God.

According to the recent gossip circulating within the Tzeentch Demon Army, new players have joined the great game of the Four Gods, and it seems that there is more than one new player... Sasoril is very sure that the mysterious female elf he met in Altdorf is one of them. The magic disguise of "Deedlit" can deceive the imperial people, but it cannot deceive the Lord of Change, who specializes in this. Sasoril saw at the time that the dead female elf was just a clone.

The clone was more powerful than it, so the original body could probably turn it into a chicken. Even without any reinforcements, this existence was enough to reverse the situation on the battlefield by itself. It had already failed.

[You have failed, Sathoril.]

A gentle whisper lingered in his ears, startling the demon's feathers and making them stand on end: "No, Master! Great Saint Tzeentch, please give me one more time..."

[Retreat now before it's too late... The army you have assembled is still useful. ]

Hmm? Tzeentch doesn't seem to be prepared to punish it? Sasoril breathed a sigh of relief: "Your will, Master."

[Of course, you failed after all... Losers must be punished...]

The Lord of Change let out a short scream, like a chicken being strangled and lifted up. After its failure in Altdorf, it was cursed by Tzeentch to only speak the truth from now on. Now, after another failure, it received a second curse from Tzeentch: it must answer questions, no matter who asked them.

"Sir?" Hearing Sasoril's scream, a Chaos Champion holding a military flag came over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I have been cursed by the Lord of Change! Convey my order and retreat immediately!" the big demon shouted at the top of his voice.

"Uh..." The Chaos Champion felt as if he had heard something incredible. "Sir, is this also part of the plan?"

"What a bullshit plan! You're still planning after losing so badly! Are you going to die if you don't run away now?!"

"……Yes."

……

And so the Chaos army retreated.

The siege of Middenheim ended anticlimactically, and the exhausted defenders did not pursue. Of course, the coalition forces did not gain nothing. In order to break away from the defenders, the messy mortal servants were basically ordered to stay and block the attack. Under the pursuit and interception of the woodland cavalry, none of these scums who were not worthy of being called "humans" could escape.

The next day, when the defenders who had rested for a night were preparing to go out, the Beastmen who were originally deployed in the south of Middenheim to ambush possible Reik's reinforcements, hurried over under the order of Sassurel, only to run head-on into a large group of angry Midden and Reik people... The Split-Toed Ones didn't even get a glimpse of the enemy's faces before the evil-breaking red light shone over them.

Then, with Sir Almarik and the Imperial version of the Holy Grail Knights as the spearhead, a mixed team of Reik Knights and Wild Riders launched a charge from the flank of the Beastmen, and with the support of cannons, defeated the Beastmen in one fell swoop.

If only the Imperials were present, the battle could be won, but it would be unlikely that the Beastmen would be completely wiped out. In terms of escaping ability, the Beastmen were not much worse than the Skaven; however, there were several thousand Wood Elves in the coalition, and the Asrai warriors were also good at moving in the forest and were fast. Under their relentless pursuit, only a hundred of the luckiest and most cunning of the tens of thousands of Beastmen escaped, and most of the remaining Chaos cubs became points in An Jiyue's account.

It is foreseeable that for quite a long time in the future, the cultists, mutants, bandits and beastmen roaming in Midden Territory will be much quieter. However, Boris was still furious, and Kurt's face was not very good either, because while they were busy fighting with the beastmen, the Chaos Army retreated towards the Brass Fortress without stopping. From the time point of view, the enemy had almost run into the Midden Mountains, and they could not catch up.

With the current strength and composition of the coalition forces, rushing into the mountains would be a death wish. The Wolf Lord held several military meetings for this purpose, but could not come up with a reliable solution. He could only continue to wait for the reinforcements from Zhendan promised by An Jiyue.

On March 3, a team of dusty imperial hunters arrived in Middenheim. These people were the best hunters under Boris Todbringer. They did not participate in the siege of Middenheim. After the Battle of Aaronburg, they received a crucial mission from the Elector: to find Katarina who was missing.

To be honest, neither Boris nor An Jiyue had much hope for this. On the night of March 3, An Jiyue went to the dungeon to investigate the scene after the battle and concluded that Katarina was taken away by a very powerful demon, most likely Sasoril. If this guy wanted to hide some non-combustible garbage, it would be difficult to find it even if An Jiyue went out in person. After all, the Jiedushi was good at all types of spells, but he was not good at prophecy.

The result was beyond everyone's expectations. The hunters managed to escort the missing filial daughter back to report before Boris fell into a coma again due to the curse.

"We met a beastman who called himself Kazzak," the leader of the hunters answered honestly in front of all the cakes, "He handed the lady over to us and said it was just a small gift."

"Didn't you kill it?" Boris glared at his men angrily, "You just came back like this?!"

"Don't be too harsh on them, Boris," An Jiyue took the initiative to smooth things over. "What else did this 'Kazak' say?"

The hunter leader looked at the girl gratefully. "It said that Graktar lost to the Wolf Lord, and it wants to defeat the Wolf Lord to prove that it is the most powerful beast king in all of Duncanwald and even the entire Old World."

Although the Middens lost the main battle with Graktar, Graktar had never won any of the previous encounters between the two sides, and was beaten badly every time by Boris's flexible and cunning command.

"I will perform a purification ritual on you later," the governor nodded to the hunter leader, "Anyway, close contact with such dark creatures is never a good thing... Boris?"

The Wolf Lord glanced at the girl with dissatisfaction: "Do as the doctor says! And." He took a deep breath, and everyone looked at him subconsciously. They realized that the Elector was about to make a difficult but necessary decision.

"Take me to see Katarina," he said. "I have made a terrible mistake, and my people have suffered more than they should have... Now I will correct that mistake."

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Author's note: I have slightly shortened the update time.

Chapter 272 White Wolf God's Choice

Katharina died an ignominious death.

At the Great Temple of Ulric at the highest point of Middenheim, Boris personally pushed Katarina into the holy fire and watched with his own eyes as this filial daughter, whose body had been severely mutated after staying under the Ten Thousand Demons Rock for several days, turned into ashes in the blazing silver flames - during the entire process, the Wolf Lord did not utter a single word.

While being dragged here, Katarina had been begging for mercy, begging like the most humble slave. She was so afraid of death that all five mouths on her body were screaming, crying, and begging. When she realized that she was going to die today, her begging immediately turned into the most vicious curse.

It must be said that Katarina had broadened An Jiyue's horizons to some extent. Even the Jiedushi, who had been bombarded with high-intensity information on the Internet before crossing over, did not know that there were so many ways to curse people and they were so dirty.

Of course, no matter how advanced the Zaun language skills of the filial daughter were, it was meaningless. The flames of the White Wolf God engulfed this stupid and evil soul, and when this fellow traverser was about to be burned to death, in order to prevent the corpse from resurrecting, An Jiyue quietly released a [Mind Piercing] and personally ended Katarina's life.

[A mental link request from the benevolent entity 'Urik' has been detected. Do you want to allow it? Yes/No]

The girl's secretive behavior attracted the expected attention. She thought about it and chose "yes".

[Newcomer, you're the one who messed up that stupid blue-haired bird's plan? ]

The "voice" of the White Wolf God is different from that of Gazul or Granni. The "voice" of the dwarven ancestor god is very ordinary, almost indistinguishable from the long-bearded elders, while Ulric's "voice" sounds like a low growl rolling out of the throat of a huge wolf, and every syllable reveals a stinging feeling as if sharp wolf fangs are rubbing against the throat.

[Change your voice to a normal one.] An Jiyue said in her mind. [Otherwise I will die.]

[No, no, no! ! ] The White Wolf God's "voice" immediately switched to a heroic, masculine voice. [Girl, please do me a favor and ask the idiot standing next to you, yes, that's Boris, to get into my fire. ]

The girl raised her eyebrows. She turned around and looked at the Elector of Midden. Noticing the girl's gaze, Boris, with an ambiguous expression on his face, also looked over: "Am I weak?"

"I don't know if you are weak, but I guess He doesn't think so," An Jiyue said, and began to mobilize his spiritual energy, with silver threads dancing in his eyes. "Let me make it clear that what is going to happen next is not my idea. It is all He who asked me to do it."

As she spoke, the girl used telekinesis to push the stunned Wolf Lord into the holy fire.

The temple was filled with roars of shock and anger, and the clang of weapons being unsheathed. Jin Zhishi silently drew out two Asrai daggers to block An Jiyue, but her vigilance was unnecessary, because at the same time, the supreme leader of the Church of Euric, Great Euric Emil Valjir, stopped the actions of everyone present with a loud roar.

"Doctor Arwen, did you hear it too?" Great Ulric separated the crowd and came to the girl, his eyes sparkling: "Did you hear that voice? Did our Lord ask you to do this?"

"Or am I just having a seizure?" An Jiyue spread her hands. "I can understand why the White Wolf God would do this... Many people regard Him as a barbarian god, but this stereotype is obviously wrong."

Just as the scandal of the Gold Mountain Society almost caused Soldin to lose his throne, what Katarina did would be a stain that would bring irreparable destruction to any human noble family, even if Boris did not make any mistakes in the whole matter except for not decisively killing the filial daughter.

So the White Wolf God took action. Yurik chose this moment to use the Holy Fire Trial to announce Boris's identity as his chosen champion, using a more explosive piece of news to overshadow the previous one.

If someone dared to comment on the god he served, Emile would have smashed his axe in the face. However, facing a being who was suspected of being able to hear the oracle of the White Wolf God, and probably, perhaps, possibly, could hear it more clearly than himself, Ulric's chief servant, even if the other party was a foreign witch, Ulric the Great did not dare to use force rashly.

He could only bring up the teachings of the Church of Ulric and cite classics to discuss what kind of god the White Wolf God is. Perhaps out of professional habit, while arguing, Ulric the Great also emphasized that Sigmar was also a believer of Ulric when he was still a mortal, and then brought up the classic topic of "Is Sigmar a god?" (Note 1) in the Empire...

Just as Emil was talking, he heard some exclamations of disbelief and some gasps. He turned around and saw Boris, unharmed, walking out of the silver holy fire.

"It's over so quickly? I thought the ceremony would be very long." An Jiuyue said curiously.

"Even if this is the White Wolf's request, Dr. Arwen, you should at least warn me first!" Boris glared at the girl fiercely, but there was not much anger in his eyes: "How dare you just leave me like this?!"

"I guess Yurik prefers a swift and decisive style," the governor turned his head away, avoiding the Wolf Lord's gaze. "How is it? Is there any special feeling to be a true God's Chosen One?"

"I have never been so close to Yurik... It is difficult for me to describe this feeling. I feel His will more clearly than ever before," Boris clenched his fists, "He has given me a divine oracle. The Brass Fortress will be liberated, and I will carry out His will."

As he spoke, the Wolf Lord looked at the Jiedushi and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Doctor, Stephen. I will gather an army to recapture the Brass Fortress. During this period, my city cannot be left undefended. Why don't you let your people guard it?"

"...Are you serious? You let a group of wood elves of unknown origin guard Middenheim, and then take your entire army out on an expedition?"

"We are not fools who believe in comets. We will not trust strangers easily, and we will not doubt friends." The Elector raised his head and put his hands on his hips. "Please treat my son well and guard my city well. My territory will pay you a satisfactory reward."

"I'm not here for the money, and gold is not worth the sacrifices my people and I have made," An Jiyue shook her head. "The Aurora army is almost here, and from what I know about them, they will definitely be happy to join this expedition."

"Sounds like some nice guys. Who's in charge of them, the 'Lady Little Moon'?"

"An went to the Eternal Peak to visit the High King. As far as I know, she has not returned yet." As if thinking of something, "Arwen Duskstar" quickly added, "The commander of this Cathay army is quite special, but I can guarantee that she is definitely not a dark creature like a mutant. You'd better restrain your men to avoid offending her."

"Ha, do you think we are the suspicious Rick guys?" Boris said, taking the lead and walking out: "The war has begun. Any warrior can use courage and martial arts to win a place for himself by the campfire. Let the wolves howl! In the name of Yurik!! "

On March 2503, 3 of the Imperial Calendar, one day earlier than expected, 6 Zhendan troops, under the command of the nine-tailed fox Feng Xizhao, arrived near Middenheim with the help of roots.

Boris hosted a banquet in his palace to welcome Feng Xizhao. As he had claimed before, the Midden people didn't care about the fox's appearance, which was very different from that of humans. Although Bishop Sigma (Note 2) who attended the welcome banquet frowned throughout the whole process, most people didn't care about this at all. Instead, they were quite curious about the mysterious Zhendan people.

After the Aurora expeditionary force arrived, Boris spent another half a month to gather the army. After a series of battles, the Midden people suffered heavy losses, but the evil spirits in Midden territory also suffered a devastating blow, and the public security situation improved greatly. The Wolf Lord was able to draw troops from various places and quickly assembled an army of 20,000 people.

It must be said that as one of the most powerful provinces in the empire, Midden County is much richer than the poor Ostermark County. Most of the 20,000 troops are regular troops such as provincial infantry, with good quality and equipment. The only regret is that there are relatively few knights in the empire. After all, it is much more troublesome to replenish these expensive warriors than to replenish the soldiers.

On March 3, the 22-strong Middenheim-Aurora coalition army set out, heading straight for the Brass Fortress. An Jiyue, who stayed behind in Middenheim, treated Stephen, who was frightened during the siege, while handling government affairs remotely and thinking about various new toys. She originally thought that the whole month of March would pass like this, until she received an urgent communication from Xuanshui.

The dwarven stronghold of Forsaken Keep in the Grey Mountains has been raided by the elven army!

……

Note 1: We all know that Sigmar is of course a god, but in the background, there are often people in the Empire, such as Priest Ulric, Priest Ulric, and Priest Ulric, who question Sigmar's identity as a god on various occasions.

Note 2: Even in Middenheim, there are Sigmar followers, and their number is not small.

Chapter 273: Attack on Desolate Castle

An Jiyue once again cast the spell [Out-of-Body], which she disliked.

After a series of fierce battles, the Asrai army, which still had 4,000 people, was left in Middenheim and handed over to her clone to lead. Stephen's treatment was also entrusted to the clone; and the girl herself led Nishikori Shigeru and hurried back to Xuanshui.

"What happened?" The door of the conference room was pushed open by the sword guard on duty. An Jiyue strode into the room, and his eyes quickly swept across the faces of everyone in the room: "Lu Wu, you tell me."

Lu Wu, the Jinyiwei Sanhe Pacification Division's pacification officer and the de facto spy chief under the girl, bowed slightly and saluted her with his arms crossed: "My lord, the news of this matter first came from King Barel..."

Since the reforged triangle was launched and the ancestors who successfully passed the trial returned to the world, the existing dwarf fortresses have gradually settled in these Granni brand little golden men, even the Norse dwarves far away in the Norsca Peninsula are no exception. These ancestors, wearing glittering orichalcum armor, have crossed the boundary between life and death and returned from the other side. In addition to helping their descendants to defend their homes, recreating various lost skills, and serving as advisors to the kings, they have even recently taken on part-time jobs as messengers.

After all, their special ability to transform into energy bodies and fly around the fortresses is really useful. Although the Recasters can only transform objects with [Engraved] energy, and cannot replace the role of traditional messengers and gyroplanes, and there is also a restriction that both the departure and destination must be the temple of the ancestor god, this ability can still play a decisive role at certain times.

For example, the Fortress of Desolation was suddenly attacked by an army of elves.

……