Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire

Another year of the Emperor's Ascension Day. For the Skadi people, especially the Skadi soldiers, they have ignored this special time and again in many years of battles. The day when the Golden Throne began on the Emperor's throne 10,000 years ago in the Dark Empire. And the festival that appears.

It represents the most praiseworthy sacrifice of the great emperor of mankind for his countless descendants. Therefore, at some time on this day, tens of thousands of worlds in the empire begin to stop the rotating gears of those complicated lives. Private soldiers are driving in the streets, and huge floats , the emperor's holy appearance was brandishing a golden giant sword, and was pushed forward by his naked servants.

Normally, this position should be a giant car full of bones and metal being pushed by servants, with the Baron sitting on it overlooking the people, but today it was replaced by a marble statue of the emperor. There were also many outsiders with strange accents standing on the car body, unlike residents of this sector.

Compared with those doubts, this float will go through the entire hive city next, but the world is not parallel, but up and down. When this float full of various thoughts climbs from the gloomiest place in the hive city spire to the light. Wherever it can still shine, and then wander to the residences enjoyed by the wealthy upper class, it will be like the emperor's few gifts to people, fairness and harmony, and it will exhaust hundreds of slaves to death within a week. Shows the majesty of the emperor.

Nowadays, the residents have rested at this moment. The soldiers took to the streets to parade, cheering or rejoicing. But there is something even more exciting about this fortress, which is the Skadi people dressed as servants or bureaucrats distributing food. During this period, a large amount of looted goods has accumulated like a mountain.

The plan was carried out successfully, and a large amount of money was turned into cheap and delicious things such as flour, milk, vegetables, meat, etc., from the most unpalatable fermented products to the sweetest fruits, from cold storage or ordinary ship warehouses to forbidden areas, all kinds of preservation Some of the food is weakly rotten, while others are just as freshly picked.

In just half a month, the entire fortress port was filled with people selling food. Thanks to the cold trade group, those villains who wandered outside the law had their hands and eyes open to the sky in both black and white. They were in this area. It spreads faster and more accurately than astrology, just like a virus, making Alan Bair's fortress a sweet wine in the eyes of food merchants.

However, the lord does not want food to flow into the market. He needs a more powerful and highly efficient publicity method to tell all the capable people in this sector what he is doing.

When those precious foods were brought to the streets, people couldn't believe it and were confused. From the flowing mats following the floats, they were pulled by trucks for a kilometer long. Behind them, there were mobile cooking trucks guarded by heavy troops that continuously supplied the food 24 hours a day. New dishes were served on the table, delicious food, and unseen processing methods. Things that only nobles could enjoy were carried by soldiers who had never seen them on disposable plates, and they were naturally handed to the hungry civilians.

Men dressed as officials use loud voices to praise the gifts of the emperor and lords. Those delicacies can be touched as long as you stretch out your hand. However, the Skadi people do not care about the trampling, death, and competition that may occur, although the food is absolutely There was enough to eat, but there was no one to maintain order and keep quiet.

When there was only gravy on the plate, Alan Bayer used soft bread to absorb the liquid on the plate, and ate it all in one bite. Light footsteps also arrived. It was the agent lady, the one with a long and smart name. Egoist.

She is very similar to the baron here. The only difference is the power. Alan Bayer is not going to keep her, but now this female hunting dog has a very sensitive nose and knows this area well. Now she has changed into a beautiful dress, loose and loose. A dark gold gothic dress with a belted waist.

The figure that she had trained through running and escaping looked very graceful, and had a unique androgynous feeling, like a tomboy wearing a dress, which was very uncomfortable, and she was usually more interested in those who met the baron. She calls herself her wife, and although it does delay Alan Bair for a lot of time, the Lord of Skadi still doesn't like the feeling of lying to maintain his rule.

Although it is not surprising that they are so broke, they still can't figure out why they have to collect so much food and then give it out. If they want to raise the price, shouldn't the more the better?

But the main audience for this farce is not Alan Bair. During this period, many outsiders came to this fortress around the Emperor's Ascension Festival. Their inner thoughts are self-evident, and now even on the streets A plate of delicious barbecue can be placed in the most disgusting area. This anomaly almost makes people think that the lord is crazy.

Chaos, faith, and order appear in the same neighborhood like a segregation zone. People approaching the street, bathing in the emperor's light, are quiet and orderly. They can leave the road slightly, beat, and rob, whether they come in or out. Taking the food and leaving, in the end, I swallowed the food in one gulp, and passed through the crowd while eating.

This is a suffocating backwater, but now a living dragon has joined it. The Bordero, which has been hidden near the fortress for a long time, is ready to go. She relies on the planet to hinder her huge body and shuts down the engine to avoid the fortune teller. prediction, in the fortress of the Imperial Guard, Alan Bair tasted the freshest food, and the silver blade grazed the bull ant meat in the metal plate.

When the wealthy people here see free food, the small population makes it easy for them to get it, and the community attitude of not daring to anger each other makes this place look very harmonious. At the same time, it shows that the lower class people are more harmonious than before. Bad greed.

There are naturally many smart people among those observing. When an observer put forward his own opinions to the lord, the idea was almost accepted by the entire sector, that is, the baron here was prepared to waste food and reduce the overall food in the sector. Stock up, less food to raise prices.

Just as it has been repeated countless times for thousands of years, when everyone thinks that the Baron is about to raise his head, the battleships and ships have begun to prepare. Either open the warehouse to release food, or die, which is inevitable for other lords. Reincarnation.

This is an extreme form of class solidification. Not only do the high-level officials not come down, they also do not allow their peers to move up. Therefore, hundreds of lords in the entire satellite fortress can only honestly and peacefully serve as shields and trade routes for the Engili Port, so that It became an outright kingdom.

He doesn't like such people, and has always disliked them. Compared with them, people who simply leave or speak outright about getting their rights are more reassuring. However, the desperate life in the slums obviously does not allow this agent to have that kind of directness. character.

And this femme fatale woman obviously didn't realize this. She felt that the Skadi people could no longer leave her, and she could move to a higher position openly, and subconsciously felt that this was a trial. "Yes, sir, but I still persist until the Emperor's will truly falls and this sector becomes in line with the standards of the Empire's great will."

They were so greedy that they even spoke rudely to the Skadi soldiers. It wasn't until the laser guns flashed and grazed the pigs' luxurious uniforms that they were allowed to take their meals quietly and no longer dared to supervise the soldiers. Actions.

And he could feel the smell of war filling the air, tasting it almost intuitively. Although it was not as accurate as a fortune teller, and although it was not as precise as actual observation, the lingering haze was so familiar to him that it made him sick.

He was quite happy that the enemy could move so fast, saving him a lot of time and saving hundreds of millions of lives in this sector from suffering.

She complained in a high-pitched and shrill voice, picked up a glass of priceless red wine and drank it in one gulp, followed by a disgusting belch, indicating that she was a sailor, not a lady. "Those bastards are getting more and more rude and demand to see the Baron directly, but now he only has his head, and it's rotten!"

Are they stupid? They are not stupid, they are all the best among men, they are all descendants of nobles, they all gained their positions through fighting and conspiracy, but their fate was calculated and bound by the larger family from the beginning. At the same time, this bigger family The big families were also played by the empire, the red pirates, the evil gods, and the emperor.

This moat is therefore interlocking, but the chain armor locks not others, but itself. They are like pieces of armor, tightly embedded together, becoming a link in this twisted and huge ecology, from which they cannot extricate themselves.

The people shouted the names of the emperor and the baron, and at the same time fought the people next to them for a morsel of food. In the crowded streets, there were only spotless floats, and the survivors who took the food in an orderly manner in fear of the soldiers shooting, and the beaten, Weak people who were trampled on, torn apart by humanity, or poor people praying devoutly on the roadside, hoping that the Emperor would look at them.

Alan Beyer just said. "Leave before the light of the cannon shines in the void, and I still have a chance to make you comfortable." He said bluntly, almost making it clear that if you don't leave, you will be killed.

Another way is to fire cannons and use your own force to threaten this crazy baron to stop his plan. Just like other lords find that another lord wants to change the situation here, they will attack in groups like wild dogs. This is why it has been able to maintain such a fragile and primitive commercial structure for thousands of years.

"What do you want?" His eyes seemed to be looking at a greedy snake, and the agent also expressed his loyalty and muttered. "Oh, sir, I am captivated by your charisma. Don't belittle yourself. I have no second intention. I just want to contribute my meager strength to the empire."

She complained to her servant, and only belatedly saw Alan Bair. Then she immediately put away her sailor style, wiped her mouth, and muttered softly. "Great Lord, I'm sorry that I acted in such an ugly manner."

A little further away, there are the kneeling believers, crazy and loyal guys. But as the float leaves the lower level, the situation is getting better and better. Although there are hungry lower-level residents who are driven by biology to the edge of the upper level, fear still makes them stop. Step down.

The huge management pressure and the contradictions of various heretical and alien pirates have indeed made many people with insufficient abilities intolerable. Therefore, eccentric style of rule is very common in this sector. Some require citizens not to wear colored clothes, and some require everyone to keep well-behaved animals at home. There are those who love beasts and like to watch living people fight with void monsters.

If it was one throne coin before, it may cost five throne coins now, and even in the future, and the average price of his income is only one-fifth of the throne coin. Even if waste is included, the wealth created by this man-made famine will be only a profit. Enough to repay the capital and drain the wealth of the lord's territory.

It was very ridiculous. He muttered in his heart that he was eating the garbage that the nobles loved, but the tender and juicy food finally made him put aside those prejudices and chew lightly to enjoy it.

Alan Bayer feels disgusted for some reason, the sadness of a refined egoist, who is clearly doing it for himself but is unwilling to say it, and who has to use so-called justice to turn those good things into a means of profit...

Alan Bair shook his head. "Stop being hypocritical. You just want to lie down on the giant tree of Skadi and climb up. You can now change to the best Sun Sail series heavy cargo ship and leave this place with a huge sum of money that is enough for you to be rich and prosperous for a lifetime. The sector is hiding from the war."

The steak on his plate was like being swallowed, cut, and transformed bit by bit in this sector. Soon, the advantages were already apparent, and Engili Port would become their most powerful fortress against the maelstrom.

This is a conspiracy on the surface. If other lords want to fight back, they can only rely on two methods. One is to join him and lower the price to earn food at the same time. However, the other side has been going on for a month and has a first-mover advantage. Even if they join, they can drink soup. , can preserve strength, but it cannot make up for the famine problem in the territory, and if it is not done well, it will lead to financial losses and great risks.

Perhaps, human nature is inherently evil, and it only took a week for people to see their bad nature. It was simply a farce, a bad social experiment. However, this situation is a truth that everyone in the empire knows. After all, people will be destroyed for their own sake.

Ironically, even though it was the day of the Emperor's sacrifice, no one offered their own food to the old, weak, sick, and disabled. There was only looting, beating, greed, and singing of praises to the great Lord of Humanity in the hive city, which was unsightly.

She was still chattering. "My lord, we can create more success. Throne coins can fill the warehouse, gold, gems, more and better things..."

Her words were full of enjoyment. It was a kind of enjoyment of being out of the sea of ​​suffering. It was also a feeling that people who had no worries about food and clothing could not feel. The feeling of surviving and becoming a winner. Alan Bayer vaguely saw it in such madness. To my friend, John, they are very similar.

But he wiped the food residue from his mouth and asked in almost cold words. "Leave or die." He could not tolerate someone who could propose a food monopoly plan to continue to rely on his power to dominate. This time was the bottom line and the last. The Skadi people were not demons, and Alan Bair could not tolerate it. This woman's plans trampled on his conscience.

It was also after this sentence appeared that in the supreme sky, the thread of change through which the Lord of All Changes operates all things was broken. One of His heads showed a humane expression of curiosity and interest, and then passed very quickly as if nothing happened. happens, and He is destined to be uncertain, just like the changes He represents.