Chapter 301 Piety
Greenskins are creatures with absolutely no sense of proportion.
If it weren't for the lack of slaves, the Mirror God wouldn't want to touch them.
The only good thing about them is that they are stupid.
It takes no skill to incite greenskins, and using the word incitement to describe an greenskin is a blasphemy.
They have nothing to do with wisdom!
In just one sentence, the Mirror God gave the greenskins a reason to leave the World's Edge Mountains.
It pointed to the northwest and roared in a dull tone blessed by magic. The sound was so loud that it drowned out the wah-wah of the green skin.
"Kill them to death!"
The Goge statue on the altar came to life due to the possession of the Mirror God. Its ferocious roar caused the boys to howl in excitement, and all the sounds finally turned into a terrifying war cry.
"Waagh!"
The All-Changing Demon Lord no longer stayed in the Red Eye Mountain. He suppressed his disdain for green-skinned creatures, fixed the posture of the stone statue, and let his consciousness withdraw from this area.
The stone statues were frozen in the big and small eyes of many greenskins, and the vision disappeared, leaving only a group of idiots who thought they had received divine enlightenment in the Red Eye Mountain Fortress.
The God of Mirrors did not stop there. It transformed from "Gorge" to "Carlos Fateweaver".
With the help of the wind of magic, it projects its will directly to the Gray Seer named Beaureel.
It crushed the Gray Prophet's distracting thoughts with an unquestionable will, and delivered its orders with an indifferent thinking similar to Carlos:
"Stop the attack on Nagash and go to Kislev to snatch the origin of the Vulcan."
Thasorel's plan caused the Mirror God to suffer a big loss. It had to find a way to make up for the losses. Taking away the results of "Eternal Watch" was a good choice.
Thasorel didn't know if its human companions would still be alive to see the corpse of the god, and it didn't know if the final results of its plan could be preserved.
If it fails to take away the loot in time, other demons or minors will accept everything with a smile, leaving it with the endless pursuit of Khorne demons.
It will gain nothing, if frenzied pursuers are not a gain.
If worst comes to worst, Thasoreal will put an end to the drama - since it doesn't get what it wants, none of its kind can benefit from it either.
Seeing other demons enjoying the fruits of victory was a scene that made it more uncomfortable than killing Thasorel.
Let Bretonnian troops enter the Empire's borders? It would be better to kill the electors and give the territory to the patsy of Bretonnia.
The Council of Electors was summoned again to discuss the announcement from Cologne for several days.
Who knows if the Bretonnians are really using the Way or if they are pretending to be? Maybe they would suddenly show their fangs in the middle of the battle and bite the wounds in the heart of the empire.
There is no way Imperial citizens would allow Bretonnian troops to enter, it would be an invasion.
Even with the threat from Sylvania, the electors refused to compromise with the Kingdom of Bretonnia.
But those knights, whose minds seemed to have been kicked by Norscan barbarians, seemed to be crazy. Even if the electors formed a military formation west of Marienburg, they could not make them retreat.
Fighting is about to begin on the front lines, and the empire cannot accept the threat of fighting on two fronts.
No, if they finally decide to send troops to Kislev, it will create an embarrassing situation of three-line warfare.
The country bumpkins in Bretonnia are very backward, but tens of thousands of knights are no show-offs.
Their knights are famous throughout the Old World, and the continent is filled with immortal legends of the adventures of the Bretonnian knights.
The Electors had to discuss a compromise, and they were close to reaching a consensus.
"Your Majesty, the Empire is willing to provide us with warships to transport soldiers, as well as experienced sailors and frigates, as well as a large sum of money.
Maybe we can reach Kislev by sea. The oracle didn't ask us to reach that battlefield in a straight line. "
King Gaston listened to the opinions of the attendants. Of course, he knew that these were not just the opinions of the attendants. His attendants had always been a private channel for the nobles to convey their common will.
Unless he is a tyrant, the king still has to consider the feelings of his supporters.
This kind of topic that is not suitable for public discussion will always be brought to King Gaston's ears by the attendant in a timely manner. This is a tacit understanding between the nobles and the king.
The "large sum of money" highlighted by the attendant's accent is enough to confirm the great benefits that the nobles have received. With just a slight nod, Gaston will only receive more benefits.
He wanted to refuse sternly, he wanted to scold the nobles for their disrespect like a pious king, but everything turned into a light sigh.
Fighting the Imperials would deal a harsher blow to the already overwhelmed Bretonnia.
He cannot reveal his true thoughts because his thoughts will bring disaster to a kingdom that is in desperate need of recuperation.
If a full-scale war breaks out with the Empire, more than tens of thousands of knights will need to be summoned. All families will have to pull out their heirs and send them to the battlefield where they shouldn't be.
If the number of nobles has swelled to the point of being consumed, Gaston is happy to use a mighty "chivalrous expedition" to wipe everything out like the kings before him, their lances can penetrate all enemies.
The fallen Arabi Empire confirmed the power of Bretonnia, and the greenskin warlords who died one after another recounted the bravery of the knights in the history books.
But that was the past.
The Red Duke's chaos caused Bretonnia to lose too many warriors, and they were unable to start another war.
These fifty thousand knights are the last force that can be flexibly mobilized. Once the entire army is wiped out, Bretonnia's future will be over.
When the time comes, those who fight the enemy will be the direct descendants of the knights, and the power used for inheritance cannot withstand loss.
Chivalrous knights can die in a foreign land with full glory, but not the eldest son who is designated by the nobles of the kingdom to inherit the title. They are the cornerstone of the kingdom.
The king's silence made the squire lower his head in uneasiness, but the representative of the noble will finally received an appropriate response.
King Gaston rarely lost the power in his words. His voice was so weak that it was like the murmur of a dying patient, almost drowned out by the breath of the attendant.
"That's it. I will meet with the Elector of the Empire tomorrow."
"You don't need to send troops! It's enough for Secostek and I to go! Maybe you shouldn't have established this colony in the first place. The forest made you lose the courage to fight the enemy! I feel ashamed. It was me who made you become this cowardly person." appearance."
Prince Pearl Litanel showed a rare expression of anger, which frightened all the high-ranking Enil councilors into not daring to refute him.
Thor Litanel, or rather, the origin of Tal Litanel has been forgotten for too long.
Just like Tal Yris and Tal Achar, it is the city of Assur. No matter what the elves call it now, it cannot change this fact.
The lifespan of normal elves is only a thousand years, and the residents of Lauren Loren Forest have changed for several generations, and they have forgotten too much.
This prince, who is so ancient that it can be traced back to the time of Phoenix King Aenarion, is the name of this city, the Prince of Asul who once ruled the Lauren Loren Forest, and is the only elf that has not changed.
Because he was still living in the era of Aenarion, it was this non-stop persistence and the specialness of the ancient holy force field in the Lauren Loren Forest that allowed him to survive for seven thousand years.
The blunt words, as rude as human beings, can completely reveal the disappointment of this ancient elf in the parliamentarians.
They retained the culture left behind by Asur in the Golden Age, but they failed to retain the bravery of Asur that was so bright that it attracted Asuryan's attention.