Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

Because he is the resilient Primarch, he is Mortarion.

Mortarion: "Father, where is my brother now?"

"Chagatai Khan has already unified the various tribes of the steppes and annihilated many Paladin hunting parties. I don't think it will be long before this happens."

Mortarion: "It seems we are in sync."

He unified the southern part of Barbarys, and Chagatai Khan also unified the western part of Chogoris.

In two years at most, he will liberate the entire world.

If his brother is capable enough, he will probably be able to unify Chogoris within two years.

This is the fairest way, no one gets more and no one gets less.

Typhon opened the door and said in a gentle voice, "Teacher, breakfast is ready. You will definitely like Debbie's cooking."

Mortarion's thoughts suddenly drifted away. He slowly lowered his eyes, his gaze piercing Typhon like an icy blade, his face expressionless.

Typhon is a brave and skilled warrior, a trustworthy partner to his comrades, and he always lends a helping hand to them at the first opportunity.

What is even more rare is that he always cares about mortals and has compassion for them.

In a battle six months ago, he accidentally had his arm chopped off by a puppet while trying to protect a mortal mother and daughter. If it weren't for Wop, he would be half-crippled now.

Wop had trained him extremely well, and he was a good man in almost every way, but he still had one slight flaw and one defect.

As soon as they arrived at the restaurant, Scolval put down his fork while stabbing a fried egg into his mouth. He patted the cushioned oak chair beside him, and the smile in the corners of his eyes was full of kindness. "Karas is here, come and sit here with Dad."

Typhon's face flushed crimson instantly. "Get lost, you idiot!"

Scolval yelled, "What? You don't want to admit your defeat?"

"I only lost once, and I already called it!"

“Once a father, always a father!”

"Skolvar! I'm not done with you! Just wait for me! Just wait! Sooner or later I'll make you call me back!"

The veins on Typhon's neck bulged. Although he was the one who proposed the bet and although he didn't win, if it wasn't for Skorval's surprise attack, if he wasn't fully prepared, if he hadn't used his psychic powers, how could he have lost?

"Calm down for a moment, Karas, sit down and eat first." Kvir grabbed Typhon's arm helplessly and pressed him down on the seat.

"Shameful."

Mortarion watched coldly, Typhon was a typical novice who loved to play.

In the field of psychic powers, no one in the resistance can match Wop.

But in terms of fighting, although his performance in the Death Guard is not at the bottom, it has always been hovering at the middle level, not the top. Kvir has a 50-50 winning rate against him.

But Skorval is the most outstanding warrior among the Death Guard except for Mortarion. How could Typhon possibly defeat him?

So he could only fight and lose again and again, but he kept fighting and losing again. In the end, he lost the bet and called people "dad" for nothing.

This is exactly Typhon's flaw. Although he is willing to admit defeat and will not deny it, he is still bound to be foul-mouthed.

This atmosphere has gradually infected other members of the Death Guard, and after a fight of fists and kicks, they have to exchange some trash talk before they can stop.

Mortarion had some complaints about this, but he didn't dare criticize him openly because the source of the foul talk was Wop.

Although Wop's original intention was to let him curse his kind father, Typhon obviously got the hang of it.

To this day, Mortarion can only let it happen.

You can curse them all you want, just don't curse him and Wop. No one in the Death Guard will hold a grudge against you, and it can also help ease the tension.

We are all friends who have fought side by side in the sea of ​​blood and corpses. It would be foolish to hold a grudge against someone for a few swear words.

"teacher."

Debbie scurried across the restaurant like a nimble lark, presenting Wop with a plate of food just as he sat down. The little girl had now grown into a grown-up, the chief logistics officer of the Death Guard.

The Death Guard now owns the entire south, with vast plains for farming and grazing without having to worry about being plundered by the Overlords.

Due to the Overlord's intensive cultivation over the years, the population of Barbarus has always been very low. Even after the Death Guard unified the south, the population is only in the millions.

Therefore, although the Death Guard's supply of materials is not rich, it is definitely sufficient, and they can occasionally kill one or two Grox beasts to satisfy their hunger.

"It's not enough." Mortarion chewed Grox's flesh slowly. Even if he eliminated all the tyrants, the poisonous fog covering Barbarus would still torment the world forever like a curse.

He knew that he was powerless to dispel the deadly haze, but the Empire must have the technology to purify the sky.

As for whether the Barbarus people will lose their tenacity after losing the tempering of the poisonous fog?

If the Barbarus became weak simply because they had escaped suffering, it would only prove that they were not worthy of being warriors at all, and would help him screen out the weak who were not tough enough.

True resilience should be rooted in the heart, rather than relying on external torture.

Also, my father doesn't like poisonous barbarus.

……

Wop opened the tent curtain and saw two Qiexue standing guard outside.

They all have a long and narrow scar on their faces, which is a custom among the tribes on the grassland. They distinguish different tribes and bloodlines based on the size, shape and position of the scar.

But now everyone is Tarska, so many people have multiple scars on their faces, but one of them is definitely on the left cheek to prove that they are all brothers from the same tribe.

Wop: "Qin Xia, where is Chagatai?"

Qin Xia stood with his head bowed, his voice low and respectful: "Teacher, Tian Khan has come up the mountain."

Qinxia was the leader of the Qiexue and one of the first warriors of the Tarska tribe to follow Chagatai Khan for revenge. Another warrior had multiple scars on his face, proving that he had previously belonged to another tribe.

Chagatai Khan appointed people based on their merits. Qin Xia's ability to become the leader of the Keshig had nothing to do with his past as a warrior of the Tarska tribe. He earned this honor through his personal strength.

He called Wop his mentor because Wop was the Khan's teacher. If even the Khan called him teacher, how could others dare to look down on him?

Only Wop dared to call Chagatai's name directly. If anyone else dared not to call him Khan, they would have been hacked to death by the Qiexue.

Moreover, Wop did not only teach Chagatai Khan.

Although he would tell the whole truth only to the Khan, he would also impart knowledge to others.

The main reason is that he has nothing to do most of the time, so he might as well teach students, which is what he did in Barbaros.

Qin Xia is also his student.

Although he is the Lord of Qiexue, he is only twenty years old this year, which means he is only 15 years old in Terra years, which is the right age to go to school.

"Qin Xia! Qin Xia!"

A Qiexue came galloping on his horse, and when the horse stood up, it splashed a cloud of snow.

"Tamu, what happened?" Qin Xia grabbed his reins.

Tamu practically rolled off his horse, panting rapidly beneath his visor. "Tanma Chi discovered a Khitan hunting party on the northeast slope, approaching Mount Ulav. The Heavenly Khan is still on the mountain!"

Wop: "Qin Xia, prepare the horses, we will go up the mountain too."

Qin Xia: "Teacher, don't you want to have some breakfast first?"

Tamu's pupils suddenly constricted. Khan is in danger, and you are still concerned about whether he has breakfast?

"Has Chagatai eaten?"

"No."

"Then go up the mountain and wait for him to come back before eating."

Qin Xia was certainly concerned about the safety of the Khan, but he was more worried about the safety of the Khitans, because the Khan would most likely not leave anyone alive, as had happened in previous instances.

Tamu had just joined the Qiexue. He was still young and had no clear understanding of the power of the Heavenly Khan.

But as the leader of Qiexue, Qin Xia witnessed the entire process of Tian Khan's rise.

Not to mention a hunting team, even if there were ten hunting teams, Tian Khan could kill them all by himself. No matter how many ants there are, they cannot kill an elephant.

Besides, Tian Khan was not alone. He brought dozens of Qiexue with him. How could the Khitans pose a threat to Tian Khan?

On the contrary, if Wop didn't have breakfast and Tian Khan held him accountable later, Qin Xia would be scolded.

Hundreds of elite Qiexue soldiers quickly assembled and escorted Wop as they galloped up the mountain. The sound of their horses' hooves was like thunder, raising snow all the way.

Although Chagatai Khan had unified the various tribes on the grassland, the distribution of water and grass on the vast grassland was uneven.

If the tribes were forced to stay together for a long time, the livestock would eat up all the pastures and eventually the land would be full of starvation.

Therefore, each tribe still maintains the tradition of grassland nomadism, but the original tribal structure has been completely broken. The tribes that were once linked by a single bloodline have now been carefully dismantled and reorganized.

In every camp, warriors with scars from different tribes can be seen sitting side by side. Chagatai Khan intended to use this deliberate mixing to let the old tribal hatreds gradually dissolve in the daily smoke from cooking.

Chagatai Khan personally led the Tarska tribe to garrison at the foot of the Urav Mountains. This majestic mountain range is like a natural watchtower, and its commanding heights overlook the territory of the Palatine Empire in the east.

Once any unusual movement of the Palatine army is discovered, the signal smoke on the top of the mountain will be lit instantly, and the messenger cavalry of each tribe will rush to other tribes in the distance, and tens of thousands of troops can be assembled within just a few days.

If a small hunting team entered the grassland, Chagatai Khan would not give them the opportunity to cross the Urav Mountains to harass the grassland tribes. He was always ruthless to hunting teams that dared to enter the grassland.

The Qiexue followed the horseshoe prints left by the Khan when he climbed the mountain. When they reached the pass near the top of the mountain, a sound of horseshoes came from above. Chagatai Khan led thirty light cavalry and swooped down like an avalanche. The frost and snow on their cloaks had not yet been completely shaken off.

Chagatai Khan reined in his warhorse, its hooves carving deep grooves in the snow. His voice was filled with obvious displeasure: "Qin Xia, who told you to come up here?"

Qin Xia was about to explain when Wop raised his hand to stop him. "I asked them to bring me up here. The scouts found the hunting party, and I'm worried about your safety."

Chagatai Khan fell silent, looking up at the misty mountaintop. "We have to get down quickly. The snow on the top is too thick. It could trigger an explosion at any moment..."

"boom!"

Before he could finish his words, a deafening roar suddenly came from the top of the mountain.

Chagatai looked up and saw that the snow-capped peaks of the Ulav Mountains seemed to be torn apart, and the entire snowfield was pouring down like a collapsing sea of ​​clouds.

Millions of tons of snow, accompanied by gravel and ice, turned into an unstoppable white torrent, sweeping down the mountain with overwhelming force!

"avalanche."

Chagatai Khan's voice finally came out, but it was too late.

Qin Xia: "Is it too late to run now?"

Although it was foolish to stand there and do nothing in the face of an avalanche, everyone was briefly frozen in time.

You can't run away, you can't run away at all.

Because in the blink of an eye, the avalanche was already in their faces.

"Don't run around, stand behind me!"

Even above the roar of the avalanche, Wop's voice was clearly audible.

He suddenly spread his arms, and psychic light bloomed above his head like the rising sun, instantly building an arc-shaped barrier across the canyon, just like when he saved the Rus tribe on the sea of ​​Fenris.

Chagatai Khan dismounted, his boots stomping heavily into the snow. "Everyone dismount!"

There was unquestionable authority in the young Tian Khan's voice.

Hundreds of Qiexue fell to the ground in unison, their frost-stained cloaks fluttering in the psychic glow.

They silently held down the restless warhorses, and everyone understood: in the face of this white god of death that devoured the world, the only way to survive was the light curtain held up by Wop.

"boom--!"

Snow waves slammed against the barrier with the force of destroying mountains and splitting the earth, stirring up ripples of spiritual energy like the surface of a lake in a rainstorm.

In an instant, the dazzling white light was swallowed up by the snow fog, and the space under the barrier suddenly became dim.

The Qiexue looked up and saw tens of thousands of tons of snow condensed into a thick dome above their heads, reflecting a faint blue light in the psychic halo.

Tamu stood there in a daze, his pupils reflecting the tall figure of Wop holding up the psychic barrier.

The young Qiexue felt his throat tighten. He had thought that Tian Khan's teacher was just an ordinary person who could speak sweet words, but now he realized how wrong he was.

Tian Khan is a god who has descended to earth, but at this moment Wop is like a god!

After an unknown amount of time of darkness, the world suddenly fell into a strange silence.

As Wop spread his arms, the psychic barrier covering everyone's heads suddenly burst out with dazzling light. Tens of thousands of tons of snow turned into white mist in the deafening explosion, and the crystal snow particles reflected a colorful halo in the sunlight.

When Wop looked back, he met the trembling pupils of Tamu and a group of Qiexue people.

"I'm not a god." There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in Wop's voice. He once again deeply realized how tiring Neos's life was!

"Don't just stand there, get down the mountain immediately!" Chagatai Khan raised his hand to wipe the frost on his beard, and jumped on his horse with smooth movements.

The Qiexues escorted Wop and Chagatai Khan as they rushed down the mountain, and unexpectedly met the Paladin's hunting team halfway up the mountain.

They must have followed the horseshoe prints up the mountain, but now only half of a stiff paw sticking out of the snow can prove that they are buried here.