Warhammer Throne

Marshmallow Festival, also known as Winter Festival, is a traditional festival in Kislov.

Mrs. Kiesler began migrating westward from the Kurgan Steppe about a thousand years ago, and crossed the Roof of the World Mountains to reach the present region, defeating the nomadic Ugol and Prosven people here. Among them, Ugol The Erren finally chose to reconcile with the ice witch Miska and allegiance, and the Provins disappeared in history forever.

Earlier, Mrs. Kiesler believed in the three northern gods, namely the bear **** Ursun, the sun **** Daha, and the thunder **** Thor. The main **** is the bear **** Ursun. This is a very old belief, so old that Mrs. Kiesler arrived The Ugol people here have believed in these three gods before. Of course, in addition to the three gods, Sharak, the **** of healing and comfort, is also favored by the people here.

The tradition of Maslenitsa comes from this. According to legend, when Ursun turned into a giant bear to shred the power of chaos, when Thor turned into thunder and lightning to smash the dense fog of chaos, when the sun **** Daha illuminates the land of Kislov, Corruption and snow will dissipate, and people will gather to celebrate Kislov's another year of trouble.

During the Great Holy War, the kingdom of Kislov was destroyed, and it was not until the savior Ludwig marched northward after the Battle of Fasha that he regained all Kislov’s land, so the belief in the three northern gods gradually collapsed. Mrs. Sler seriously doubted whether their **** could protect them, so more people believed in the white wolf **** Urik and the nature **** Thar, until the former Tsar Boris-Bokaha personally served as the high priest of Osun. And through the oracle and power, it proved that the bear **** did not give up this land.

The Maslenitsa is still preserved.

When Beria led a team of hundreds of people along the south bank of the Linsk River to the city of Kislov, what the Ugol officer saw was the Bokaha Palace in the snow, which was as circular as With onion-like palace buildings and a two-kilometer-long ice wall, this is the city of Kislov, the slow beating heart of the kingdom of ice and snow.

The city is still snowing heavily, Beria has undoubtedly been given priority after showing Ryan’s appointment documents and customs clearance documents. This large-scale caravan entered the city, and the large amount of goods they carried made the citizens of the city jealous. Endless, but no one dared to fight their idea—this group of Ugol people looked like the elite of a hundred battles, not only well equipped, but everyone carried exquisite weapons, and many of them were also equipped with firecrackers.

Although there are many refugees in the city and they are very hungry, seeking death is not this way of death.

In addition to two hundred Ugol archers, this caravan also followed many servants, as well as many young and beautiful Kislov girls. They were wrapped in warm bearskin coats, wearing thick trousers and boots, and Behind these soldiers.

Many girls are "very cheap". For example, the beautiful blond girl behind Beria, who is only fifteen years old this year, was used by Beria with a large box of white bread, two kilograms of beef and a handful of silver coins. Her father bought it and became his maid.

Is the little girl forced? Thinking too much, when Beria hinted a little, the little girl named Khorkina immediately willingly sold herself to the archer general. Her family had been drinking gruel for three months, and Khorkina is naturally willing to have the opportunity to become the general's maid.

In this way, the small and medium-sized officers of the entire Ugol archer had almost one woman, and the team suddenly grew a lot. On the one hand, Beria encouraged the officers to take in some beautiful girls, and on the other hand, he was extremely strict. Admiral Wan’s style is completely different. Admiral Ivan is relatively loose in discipline but has never had any benefits. Beria has offered benefits but is extremely strict with discipline. An archer was found to be bullying and tricked. She wanted to buy and sell a few pieces of brown bread and was shot by Beria himself. He chopped up several pieces and threw them into the snowy field to feed the ice wolves.

Due to the extremely good relationship between Ryan and the empire, the envoy directly moved into the Imperial Embassy in Kislov, and the Empire’s ambassador to Kislov, Caspar von Felton, took the initiative to meet with Beria. This empire The ambassador has had many great pasts. He first served under the former imperial emperor Luitpold. He started as an ordinary spearman until he defeated the Shadow Beast in the Battle of the Blood Pine. In the battle of the leader, he followed the emperor to destroy the northern barbarians who invaded Nord, accumulating meritorious service and being promoted to the commander of the regiment, and then making meritorious service in the Battle of Hemgart, accumulating meritorious service and being named the general of the empire, he served for another five years. The son of the bourgeoisie, the imperial general, was spotted by Ms. Madeleine, the noble lady of Noor. The two married and applied for honorary retirement to settle in Noor.

It’s a pity that Madeleine died of illness a few years later. Casper felt lonely alone. He chose to accept the emperor’s appointment and came to Kislov as the ambassador of the Empire. The embassy was home to an entire Imperial Infantry Regiment and one Team Cheetah Knights, to Beria’s surprise, the head of the Cheetah Knights Reinhardt is also there. This elder is also an old legendary powerhouse. Beria doesn’t know why he appeared here. But still greeted him.

After settling down, Casper and Beria sat down in the embassy. Both parties exchanged a greeting and talked about some unnutritious topics, and then slowly got into the topic. Beria warmly and friendly said: "Recently, Is Slov doing well? Mr. Casper?"

"The situation? It's not good at all!" Casper's appearance is very similar to that of Black-hearted Repp. He has white hair and the image of a little old man in the Mediterranean. Insignificant and marketable, like a real soldier, but also with military habits: "Recently, Kislov has influxed a lot of refugees, many, the unemployment rate remains high, the market is empty, and the black market is full of high-priced food and livelihoods. Refugees crowded together, relying on the relief of several churches, such as Lady Saria Church, Goddess of War Church, and Goddess of Justice Church, barely survived."

Casper’s words were a bit too direct, and Beria was not used to it, but the Empire’s ambassador to Kislov was not a pure diplomat. He often served as a military staff member or even the commander-in-chief of the three armies stationed here. Soldiers who speak directly are not difficult to understand.

"In this way, it seems that the situation is not very good, what effort has Your Majesty Catalyn made?" Beria immediately began to spy on the situation.

"Work hard?" Casper smiled, and the little old man shook his head: "Mr. Beria, I advise you, it's better not to go to the street today. If you must go, you must remember to bring a guard. , A sufficient number of guards, today is payday, and the soldiers in the whole city are waiting for the payment of the army at the Hammer of the Gods Armory."

"What?!" Beria immediately realized that something was wrong, and he quickly asked: "What's the matter, the army pays suddenly? Where did Your Majesty Catalyn get the money?"

"Where is the money? Where is the money!" Caspar shook his head and sighed again and again, "You know, His Majesty Katalyn recently increased tariffs significantly to control the import and export of magic ore. At the same time, the Oster army returned from the expedition. The war seized and distributed part of the money to Kislov. Everyone in the entire kingdom knows that the court is rich, and now it’s definitely not justified not to pay the army. But I received internal information that the female czar was eager to spend money everywhere, of course. The salary of the bear cavalry, the Griffin army and the Krim guard must be met first, so the salary of the Kesa fighters and the Kislov shooting army, as well as those of the capital infantry army can only be casually dealt with for the time being."

"Just deal with it?" Beria felt more and more uncomfortable. He leaned forward and asked: "Please make it clear, General Caspar, how much does the Kislov court plan to give these standing and backbone troops? "

"Hey, I got the news, everyone, ten kilograms of big leba, two big bags of potatoes, a piece of butter and fifteen silver coins." The ambassador of the Empire lamented: "I have ordered the embassy's army and Yuri on the opposite street. The Temple of Ke has strengthened its guard, and now I just hope that nothing will happen!"

"Damn it!" Beria immediately stood up: "Sie Liping!"

"Yes." Xie Liping immediately stood up and walked behind Beria.

"Quickly, gather people, pick up weapons, let's go to the armory!"

"Yes!"

…………I am the dividing line of bad situation…………

There are only five days left until the Maslenitsa. Kislov, the Hammer of the Gods Armory opened its doors for a long time today. Soldiers outside swarmed in, noisily preparing to receive their own military payment, outside. , Kerim guards lined up in two teams to maintain order, allowing thousands of people to enter the arena in an orderly manner, waiting to receive their military pay.

There was heavy snow outside the house, and there was no charcoal fire inside. The logistics officers were conducting the final inspection. Everyone knew how sad the next level would be, and what a storm it would be a few minutes later.

General Andrey Vasile sat on his seat with a serious and bleak expression, listening to the czar’s special envoy announcing the czar’s will: "General Andrey, today is the leader of the army’s salary and rations from the Kesa Army and Keith. The soldiers of the Loew Shooting Army and the several city defense battalions in the capital. They are different from those of Boyer, Bear Cavalry, and Krim guards. They have always been the most difficult to deal with, and they basically rely on this army to pay for their lives, Kata Majesty Lin said, this task can only be entrusted to you."

"Is there only these?" General Andre closed his eyes in pain. He could imagine the expectation, joy, excitement of the soldiers outside, and the disappointment and anger afterwards. He could imagine his mission is incomparable. difficult.

"We have almost emptied the entire treasury. Everyone has ten kilograms of big leba, two big bags of potatoes, a piece of butter, and fifteen silver coins. That's all, but how can these military pays celebrate the meat festival? Let go and eat, A family will finish eating in four or five days!" The female czar's envoy sighed in a low voice: "But there is no way, there is only this."

"I see." General Andre nodded silently. He said weakly: "Please go back and tell Your Majesty Katalin, I Andre will never abandon and abandon my country."

"Yes!" The envoy left, and the door outside opened. Crowds of Kislov soldiers, dressed in uniforms and armor, were queuing to receive their military pay. Line up, one by one!"

In the end, the Kesa warrior who squeezed to the front strode forward with joy: "Then I will come first, first!"

"Which regiment, number, name?" General Andre Vasily swallowed and asked with a serious expression.

"The third company commander of the 1st Battalion of Keslov Kesa Army, Alyosha Konstantinovic." The Kesa soldier announced his name, and the logistics officer began to look through the roster and quickly found him. Name: "Please sign and draw on it."

"Okay!" The Kesa warriors don't actually know how to read or read, but the Kesa warriors can at least write their own names. He strode up, signed and pressed his fingerprints, and it was all over.

"Pay for the army." General Andre nodded and signaled to the quartermaster to pay for the army. The quartermaster soon dragged a big bag of big leba, two bags of potatoes and a small handful of silver coins.

The Kesa warrior's face changed. He looked at his salary carefully, and said anxiously, "What do you mean? Your Excellency General!"

"...This is your military salary." General Andre nodded dullly: "If you take it, go back early and reunite with your family. Let's have a good festival!"

"My military pay?! How could my military pay only have this? How much are you going to send us? What are they all?" Kesa warrior Alyosha asked, his face already showing anger.

"Ten catties of big leba, two big bags of potatoes, fifteen denga, and a piece of butter."

"What? You owe us more than half a year of military payment. Since May last year, I have never received military payment again. I owe at least fifteen Ducats, right? But how much do you owe us? These things The total amount is less than two and a half Ducats!" The Kesa warrior suddenly looked anxious: "I already owe several Ducats debts in the bakery. You send me this now? Don't say my family has five. People, not even paying the debts of the bakery!"

"Wow!" The whole line of soldiers waiting for the salaries was in an uproar. They looked at each other and rushed up anxiously: "What?"

"what happened?"

"Why is there only this thing?"

"We are fighting **** battles on the front line, so do you treat us like this?"

"Betrayal! We have been betrayed!"

"Obviously, the Krim guards and the bears have received most of the military pay. Why do we only have this?"

The angry crowd soon squeezed in and pointed the finger at General Andre, the Minister of Logistics: "You plan to send this to us?"

"No, you guys, listen to me." General Andre stood up, and he painstakingly said to everyone: "We have done our best. This year's harvest is not good, and the finances are tight. None of the generals and Boyers is here. After receiving the military salary, they have surplus from the gap between the teeth and issued it to you. Listen to me, you first take it back to the festival, and then we will think of a solution!"

General Andre’s words do have some truth. The mood of the Kesa fighters has temporarily stabilized. They originally lined up again and prepared to receive the money. As a result, no one in the queue said: "You bullshit! Lord Boyer. We have income from their own territories, the generals have a share of the spoils of this Norsca Expedition, and the rewards of Her Majesty the Czar. What do we have? We are counting on this little money to live our lives, and you have to wrong us!"

"When we don't know? The new tariffs, and the spoils of the Norsca Expedition, have piled up in Olengrad, and they have been taken away by those people. We have nothing!"

"We've had enough, we bleed on the front lines, and as a result, we didn't even pay us the army!"

"We fought with these guys in the logistics department!"

"Warriors, take up arms and defend our own rights! Get back our military pay!"

"Today, you must give us an explanation!"

"Since you don't give it, we have to take it ourselves!"

The door of the entire armory was like boiling oil. It exploded completely. They pushed away the guards, rushed into the warehouse, snatched supplies and military payments, and even rushed into the armory to try to obtain weapons. The Rim guards fought with the Kesa Army and the Shooting Army.

A terrible army mutiny broke out in the heart of the city of Kieslov, the kingdom of ice and snow.

Not far away, a man in blue wearing a cloak and robe nodded coldly and smiled, hiding himself in the crowd.

"The change has already happened."

"There is not much time left."

"Praise, Lord of the Way!"