Section 112: Surrender

In the next few days, Ashruphat took advantage of this favorable time to sort out the relationship between his subordinates.

This is also considered a make-up class. After receiving reinforcements from Dangerous Peak (i.e., taking over part of the army from Astiana), he didn't make any major adjustments to his subordinates. This was because he believed that the interests of the two sides were on the same page - that the two Chaos Lords were mutually beneficial, and that Astiana was old and frail, and that his ambitions were gone, and that the two of them could get along, or even get along well.

So, at that time, all of Ashrufat's mind was on launching a surprise attack in order to take out the Immortal Lord Jakes. It wasn't until the end of the mission that he realized something was wrong. He had only sensed some kind of sign, but it turned out that Astiana might not be a threat, but that didn't mean there was no one who posed a threat. When he first tried to lure the Assassins, he tried to see the effect, only to find it surprisingly good, even though he didn't want to see it himself.

An enemy below him...... If he's not mistaken, it's supposed to be Astiana, the intended ally. His son died and was killed by Ashrufat. Even though it was Sag who did it, even idiots knew that it was at the behest of Ashrufat.

You must know that even among the Chaos believers, the bond of blood cannot be ignored. Among the Chaos tribes, family affection is still highly valued. This is in line with human nature - there is a proverb in the South that says: Father and son go into battle. The more dangerous the thing, the more it can reflect the preciousness of family affection. Now that Astiana's son is dead, then Astiana will certainly not leave it unattended.

Even so, Ashrufat was confident that he would defeat Astiana - if Astiana dared to do so, he would be able to defeat his army on the battlefield, or even kill him outright. Because now the whole thing has changed radically. Originally, he had to rely on Astiana's support to carry out his military campaign to conquer the swamp, but now the swamp became his base.

Although he still did not understand the extraordinary generosity of the Father of the Plague. Everyone says that Tzeentch's gifts always carry a hook (even among Tzeentch's followers, this is a common saying), but what about Nurgle?

He soon found a breakthrough among Astiana's men. Because there is always a gap between people. Within the same collective, it will also be divided into small groups. In addition to this, infighting is common among Tzeentch's followers. Because there is such a clause in Tzeentch's creed: the position above is limited, and if you want to go up, you have to pull one down. With Ashrufat's status as a Chaos Lord at the moment, he quickly played the trick of dividing and disintegrating. With promises, rewards, and rhetorical encouragement, he quickly planted his eyeliner in each small group. It was a little strange to say that he himself was a little strange when he played these tricks, and when he played these tricks, he found that he was very good at them, as if he had played such a trick a long time ago.

Ashrufat sat in his small tent and looked at the man in front of him. The two sat facing each other, with a pot of drunken blood in the middle of the table, and some air-dried lamb that was popular among Chaos cultists. The man's name is Eminem, a very common name. It's not unusual for this man to be a Chaos cultist with no fixed beliefs, and he's been given the status of God's chosen warrior. He has more than one divine gift in him, most notably his left arm, a human arm that has become a slime-secreting, octopus-like tentacle.

No one could say which of the gods' blessings came from, but Ashrufat believed that it came from the Father of the Plague.

Speaking of which, the further north you go, the more common this physical variation becomes. This kind of complete physical mutation was rare when Ashrufat was still in the far south, that is, around the Silent Panic tribe (the Asowen tribe didn't even have this type of mutation at all), but as he traveled north, he saw more and more examples of physical mutations, so much so that it was no longer strange now. Speaking of which, the vast majority of Chaos believers regard this mutation as a blessing, on the grounds that this mutation has greatly enhanced the combat effectiveness of the human race. Eminem's tentacles, for example, are able to attack and defend in ways that are far more agile than human arms, and are far more powerful than human arms.

And, as mentioned earlier, the arm is just the most striking one. If you look closely, you can see that there are other traces on Eminem's body. At least Ashruphat saw a small number of snake-like scales on his neck.

This Eminem was one of the lower-middle-ranking officers from Dangerous Peak City. The reason why he was here was because Ashrufat had heard that he didn't get along well with his superiors. As a Chosen Warrior, Eminem is subject to the Chaos Champion, despite having a number of obvious divine blessings.

"Haha...... Eminem, I really didn't expect you to be so naïve......" Ashrufat laughed. Although there is a huge disparity in status between the two sides, Ashrufat's cousin is very modest, not so much a boss treating a subordinate, but a friend treating a friend.

"You must know that it is always appropriate to collect the spoils of war from the defeated, which is promised by the gods and in accordance with the law of chaos. If they can snatch your legitimate booty, what kind of 'unity' can they talk about with you? If you are the only one who is 'united', then you are not a fool?"

"But, the elders of the tribe have said...... We should be united...... Revenge or anything is not advisable among one's own people......"

"Listen, as a Chaos Lord, I can tell you the truth. Revenge is just a pure emotion, ignore the words of those who think they are righteous. If someone is unfair to you, you just have to turn your face away and let the hatred take root in your heart. Find the right opportunity to grab the right weapon and stab at the root of your hatred, it's like removing maggots from a wound. It's as simple as that. ”

Maybe it's the drunken blood that works, or maybe it's the identity of Ashrufat that is telling. Eminem nodded vigorously, at least superficially.

"Listen to me. You know, I'm going on an expedition like never before, and I'm going to make the gods look for it. I need a good warrior like you, not a wasted man with an empty title and a dead body. ”

It must be said that Ashrufat's statement is a complete lie. The ascension of Chaos depends on the will of the gods, and if someone is indeed elevated to a disproportionate position, if not unique, then it is at least extremely rare. But as the saying goes, "Man always believes what he wants to believe". Although this was an obvious lie, Eminem nodded and did not object in the slightest.

"Do a good job, you'll have a chance. Under me, you'll soon be a Chaos Champion. ”

By the time Eminem left, the smile on Ashrufat's face slowly faded. He has become more and more accustomed to the way of life or the logic of life in a chaotic society. How do you deal with a group of cunning treacherants? It's simple, just be more cunning than them. How do you deal with a betrayal? It's a betrayal in response.

He called out, and Raphinia walked in and cleaned up the qiē. While he was thinking about what to do next, someone rushed in, and he didn't even make a announcement.

"Tarek. "Ashruphat recognized the wizard apprentice.

"Your Excellency, here's the news you wanted. Tarek said. "Our scouts are going better than you planned......"

"What do you mean? I thought they would have brought me news twenty days ago!"

"They didn't just bring news of the swamp tribes...... Their chieftain was also brought. Tarek said. "They all came to see you. It seems that they have all been inspired by the Father of the Plague. ”

"Where are the leaders of these swamp tribes?" asked Ashrufat

"Outside the camp. ”

After a short time, Ashruphat saw a group of high-ranking followers of Nurgle outside the camp. These are depraved and rotten knights, armed with dirty poison-impregnated blades. Some of them were wearing Chaos armor - they didn't even take off their helmets as a sign of respect when Ashrufat met. However, Ashrufat had already seen a similar situation from the Immortal Lord, so he didn't care. The rest took off their helmets and revealed their faces, bearing the marks bestowed upon them by their Lord God, namely lesions and deformities.

When Ashrufat revealed his identity to them, all the Nurgle warriors saluted him and offered to join Ashrufat's command, willingly swearing allegiance to him.

Truth be told, even though Ashruphat had received a promise from the Father of the Plague before, he didn't expect it to be so easy.

These plague warriors come from many different tribes, and they are all devout followers of the Plague Father. After the news of the defeat and murder of the leader of the swamp, the Immortal Lord Jakes, they were in chaos (a common thing for chaos), but then the will of the gods explained it to them. The death of the Immortal Lord is just a normal metabolism within the followers of the Father of the Plague, a battle to eliminate the unqualified and weak. The Father of Plague's chosen leader, Chaos Lord Aerufat, was tasked with becoming the new ruler of the swamp.

Some people don't believe this at first. After all, the army from outside has formed an alliance with the city of Perilous Peaks (this is no secret for a long time), and only a small percentage of their members are followers of the Father of Plague. But in the end, the divine revelation given by the father of the plague was strongly demonstrated. Because the Chosen Warrior of Chaos, the Chosen Warrior of Chaos, who witnessed the defeat of the Immortal Master, swore in the name of God that he had seen with his own eyes that Ashrufat could actually touch the sap of the swamp tree unharmed and treat it as clear water - the supreme blessing bestowed on Ishrufat by the Father of Plague was unquestionable.

By the time the day was over, Ashruphat found that he could recruit an army of at least thirty thousand men for himself from the swamp. If there was anything bad about it, it was that the doubts in his heart deepened further. The Father of Plague has made good on his promise—and his generosity is so incredible that you can't help but doubt it.

In the dead of night, Ashrufat finally couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't ask Tzeentch or Nurgle for an answer directly, so he simply switched to another person. That's right, a conversation with the Prince of Joy takes a lot of energy and is fraught with danger. But Ashrufat asked the question before he could bear it anymore.

"Huh...... My knight, do you really worship the Lord of Trickery?" replied in a seductive voice.