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

Wop thought for a moment and said, "It seems I don't need to leave for the time being. I should stay in Barbarus for a while."

Chapter 140: Doing Everything to the Extreme (5K)

"The Khan of Heaven has commanded!"

Qiexue reined in his warhorse, its iron hooves clanging beneath the city wall. He looked up at the generals on the battlements, and his resonant voice pierced the twilight:

"Within one hour, surrender or massacre the city!"

After saying this, Qiexue left without looking back, not caring at all about the Khitans' response.

Others tried to persuade the enemy to surrender by threatening to massacre the city.

But Chagatai Khan was different, he was notified.

Either surrender or massacre the city, there is no third option.

If the Khitans surrendered, the Khan would guarantee the safety of all the people in the city, and the army would not even have to enter the city.

But if the Khitans resist, even if they surrender after only one minute, the city will be massacred.

Chagatai Khan had no time to waste; he had to unify Chogoris as quickly as possible.

Only when his principle of finality is made clear will others be afraid of him instead of thinking of resisting stubbornly.

This is the 15th city the steppe army is about to attack since they have penetrated deep into the territory of the Palatine Empire.

Of the previous 14 cities, 10 were massacred.

But Chagatai Khan would not massacre people indiscriminately. He would randomly select a few lucky people, let them witness the whole process and bring the news back to the Palatine Empire. Otherwise, how would people know that he would really massacre the city?

The same goes for the four surrendered cities. Chagatai Khan ensured their safety. The grassland cavalry would never enter the city to plunder, and would not even station troops there.

Because Chagatai Khan had no troops stationed there, he only had tens of thousands of cavalry.

If he left garrisons in every city, his military strength would be stretched thin, so those cities were ruled by the original nobles.

Chagatai Khan wanted everyone to understand that his rules were the rules!

Descend, glory and wealth remain the same.

If you resist, the whole family will be executed as a light punishment.

The grassland cavalry had been away from the grassland for too long, and it was difficult for them to continue to obtain logistical supplies from the grassland.

Therefore, the logistics are now supplied by the surrendered cities. Even though Chagatai Khan has mobilized a large number of young and middle-aged people to serve as vassal troops, the surrendered cities cannot muster enough troops if they want to rebel.

But they could still turn against us because they have no loyalty.

Chagatai Khan did not need the loyalty of the Khitans. He was an outsider, so how could the Palatine nobles be loyal to him?

As long as he keeps winning, they won't dare to turn against him.

And will he lose?

The cities that refused to surrender have already given their answer.

Chagatai Khan's massacre was purely for the purpose of looting. He would burn the entire city to the ground, making it completely disappear from the map.

……

On the city wall, the defenders were already arguing loudly.

"Count Becker, let's surrender!" the knight pleaded. "The steppe people will really massacre the city. We only have two thousand people. How can we resist their tens of thousands of troops?"

"Surrender! As long as you surrender to the grassland people, you will still be the earl!"

Count Becker's eyes turned red as he stared at him. "You are spreading rumors and confusing the people. You are disrupting the morale of our army. You must be executed!"

He rushed towards the knight with a knife in hand, but the knight was not at all panicked.

Because while the Earl was furious, several knights suddenly attacked from behind and clamped his arms and neck tightly.

Count Becker's eyes were red with anger. "Let me go! Traitors, are you planning a rebellion?"

The knight slowly took off his helmet, revealing his true face. "Count, don't you understand? It's not us who are rebelling, it's you who are stubborn and want to bury the entire city with you."

Count Becker roared: "Alexei, what are you doing? You are the eldest son, not the legitimate eldest son. Even if you kill me, you will not inherit my title! You are a bastard born of a bastard. I should have strangled you to death!"

Alexei's expression was stern, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

He slowly drew out his sword, and with a flash of cold light, the sharp blade accurately pierced Count Becker's heart.

"Father, you didn't strangle me to death, but your wife strangled my mother to death."

Count Becker looked down at the sword piercing his chest, his face full of disbelief.

His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but only large amounts of blood gushed out.

"Count Becker." A knight stepped forward. "The deadline given by the grassland people is almost up."

Alexei sheathed his sword coldly. "Take his head and I will personally present it to the Heavenly Khan. Arrest all members of the Becker family. Don't let anyone escape, especially my good mother and brother!"

"As you command, my lord."

……

Before the deadline, Alexei walked out of the city gate alone, holding the wooden box containing the count's head.

The shadow of the Qiexue cavalry was like a dark cloud pressing down on the city, and in a flash they were at the gates.

Alexei raised his head, his pupils suddenly contracted, because there was a giant on horseback, and the shadow cast by the four-meter-tall body completely covered him!

"Heavenly Khan!" Alexei knelt respectfully on the ground. "Count Becker is stubborn and unrepentant. Here is his head. We surrender!"

Chagatai Khan lowered his eyes and examined the kneeling young noble. "What is your name?"

"Alexei Becker is Count Becker's eldest son, but my mother was just a maid, so..."

Chagatai Khan suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him. "I have no interest in your family feuds. From this moment on, you are Count Becker. I do not care how you rule this city. I only require that you pay the rations and troops on time."

"As you command, Tian Khan."

Alexei touched the ground with his forehead, his posture as humble as a creeping house dog.

His father's warm blood was still between his fingers holding the sword, but at this moment, an even more burning ambition was brewing in his heart.

Compared with the title, what is father?

Everyone will die sooner or later anyway, and his death is greater than his lifetime contribution!

“Isn’t that efficient?”

Alexei looked up and saw Chagatai Khan turning to the mortal beside him.

Mortal: "Efficient, that's what the Empire does too."

Empire? The Palatine Empire? We… no, when did they do that?

Alexei was confused.

"This proves that we are indeed father and son."

"really."

Although there is a slight gap in technological level between the Empire and Chogorius, what the two sides do is indeed not much different.

The lost human civilization can either join the human empire and get a lot of money, or be completely destroyed and even the ashes of civilization will be scattered; there is no middle way.

Those who surrendered first and then rebelled, or those who resisted and then surrendered, would be struck down by the empire with thundering means, and a purge was inevitable.

Regardless of how these worlds came to submission, they were subsequently required to pay a tithe to support the Great Crusade.

Therefore, Chagatai Khan's expedition to unify Chogoris was also a Great Expedition (baby version).

……

On average, the grassland cavalry could conquer a city every three days.

In just a few months, hundreds of cities had surrendered or been razed to the ground, but Chagatai Khan still felt that the efficiency was too low.

His brother had united Barbarus and joined his Legion, and the Emperor had departed.

Soon the Emperor will descend upon Chogorris.

If he failed to unify the Chogoris before then, Chagatai Khan would consider it a disgrace.

Wop gently counseled, "You don't have to be so obsessed with this. It doesn't prove anything."

Chagatai Khan's voice was firm: "This is not an excuse for incompetence!"

Wop was right, it was just a small thing and didn't prove anything.

But Chagatai Khan's pride and honor would not allow him to fall behind anyone, even his brothers, especially his brothers!

If it were Wop, the Emperor, or even Malcador, he would definitely not argue with them.

One of them is a teacher and the other is a father.

They have contributed so much to the human race, and they deserve any honor.

But he and his brothers are both Primarchs. Chagatai Khan is not as naive as his brothers, but he also has a competitive heart.

If he loses from the beginning, how can he compete with his brothers?

Chagatai Khan gazed at the burning city in the distance. Mortarion could unify Barbarus, who was oppressed by psychic aliens, before the coming of the Emperor, but he couldn't even unify Chogoris, whose technological level was only that of the feudal world!

Unifying Chogoris cannot prove anything, but failing to unify Chogoris can prove something!

Looking at him like this, Wop felt both helpless and amused. "If the Emperor arrives earlier, Chagatai Khan will probably hate him forever!"

Mortarion stopped being stubborn, and it was Chagatai Khan who started to be stubborn.

The twists and turns don't disappear out of thin air, they just transfer from one person to another, right?

Or maybe the original body's nature is twisted.

Because the Emperor's nature is twisted, and the Primarchs all inherited part of the Emperor's character.

Although there are dominant personalities among these, it does not mean that other personalities do not exist. They just account for a smaller proportion, and twistedness is definitely one of them.

Looking at the history of the human empire, there is really no family of emperors that is not twisted!

It’s just that the directions in which they twist are slightly different.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Wop's face suddenly froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was struck by some unspeakable pain.

"Are you injured?" Chagatai Khan suddenly reined in his warhorse, his brows furrowed, and his usually majestic brows suppressed hidden concern and worry.

"No." Wop shook his head slowly, his eyes suddenly becoming complicated. "I just suddenly realized that I'm also one of the twisted people in this family!"

The Emperor is the Primarch's father, isn't he?

At first he was still stubbornly correcting the titles of other Primarchs, but now when it came to Mortarion he was too lazy to even correct them.

Isn't he twisted?

"Twisted."

Chagatai Khan rubbed his knuckles unconsciously on the reins. The biggest difference between him and his brother was that he was introspective.

Wop also pointed out his shortcomings mercilessly. Chagatai Khan did not dare to boast that he had changed, but he had realized his mistakes and actively corrected them. At least his attitude was very correct.

The word "twisted" was first used by Wop to evaluate his other brother.

That brother has not returned yet, or perhaps has not yet been 'born', but his personality is the most twisted.

His brother must be very twisted, Wop would never lie to him.

But what's wrong with him?

"Teacher." Chagatai Khan's voice suddenly became very soft. "Am I too obsessed with honor?"

Wop pondered for a moment. "The pursuit of honor is not a bad thing. It's human nature."

"Regardless of the era, individuals who gain honor are more likely to obtain resources and social support. In primitive societies, 'heroes' also tend to have more spouses and offspring because people want to have their excellent genes, and the genes of 'weak' individuals are eliminated over time."

"Although Space Marines don't have the need to reproduce, as long as they are human, they will inevitably have needs. Precisely because they don't have the burden of reproduction and genetic continuation, their other needs become more prominent."

"Honor can satisfy all their needs: recognition, prestige, status, almost everything."

“The desire for honor can sometimes even lead people to transcend self-interest and sacrifice themselves for the collective.”

"This pursuit of honor, centered on the collective good, is the highest ideal form of civilization and racial development. When all individuals are willing to sacrifice themselves for the whole, civilization will flourish."

"But everything has its limits. Everything in this world is a double-edged sword. Once it crosses a certain critical point, it will deteriorate. If you pursue honor too much, it will become a shackle."