Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 181 Chessboard

"Oh! It seems you have other friends." Freya looked at the surrounding Nurgle forces with disdain and said disdainfully, "Sent this bunch of rubbish here. If I weren't watching over you, you would have become food for these green beasts long ago."

Then, spiritual fire ignited around His body, "You don't need these trash, I'm enough!"

"Calm down! Calm down!" Howard quickly stopped Freya. "There are so many of them. What if they hurt you?"

Howard knew that even if the number of these Nurgle legions increased tenfold, it would still not be enough for Freya to fill her teeth. He said this only to give Freya a way out in public.

In fact, Howard didn't care about the life and death of the Nurgle legions that came to rescue him, but one of the important reasons why he was released by Slaanesh was because Nurgle promised him that he could visit the garden at any time. Slaanesh needed him to maintain the vague connection with another Eldar god.

If Freya killed all the reinforcements sent by Nurgle here, no one could be sure whether the Plague Father, who treated his men as his children, would cancel his right to visit the garden at any time in a fit of rage.

Freya must have understood this, but He still made this unnecessary threat.

Although they are all Chaos Gods, the Four are not allied. Many people mistakenly believe that the main conflict in the Warhammer world is the Empire versus the alliance of the four Chaos Gods. In reality, the Empire and each Chaos God are simultaneously fighting against all the other forces. It is not uncommon for one Chaos God's forces to achieve a significant victory against the Empire when another Chaos God turns against the Empire to prevent the other from achieving victory.

The entire galaxy is in a state of chaos.

So even though Nurgle and Slaanesh are both friendly camps of Howard at present, it does not mean that the two camps are friendly with each other. When the forces of the two camps collide, they will still fight to the death.

So Freya had to say that to show her position, and Howard had to persuade Freya to back down. Even if he could not win directly through force, his interests had to outweigh the Nurgle Legion in other aspects.

If Howard didn't understand Freya's intention and didn't try to persuade her, Freya would probably really kill all the troops from Nurgle's camp, although this would most likely anger the Plague Father and implicate Howard.

But if Howard can't even understand such a simple truth, he will no longer be qualified to be a special pawn in Slaanesh's hands.

"Ah! Little cutie! Are you really concerned about me?" Sure enough, after Howard's advice, Freya hugged Howard, who was covered in mucus, into her arms and rubbed Howard's head vigorously. "But don't worry, they can't hurt me even if combined."

It means it’s not enough, keep pleasing me.

"That won't work either." Howard raised his head from Freya's huge treasure chest and looked at them and said, "You smell good, and they stink. Stay away from them."

Howard felt that his flirting skills were getting better and better. Perhaps this was growth. His behavioral logic had changed from prioritizing likes and dislikes to prioritizing interests. As long as it was in line with his interests, he could say anything, no matter how disgusting it was, without batting an eyelid.

Howard knew that what he said would offend the Nurgle forces that came to rescue him, but it was a question whether these plague legions could understand what he said. Even if they could understand, they could only endure it.

Because the people Nurgle sent were just low-level employees of the Nurgle Group. Even if they offended these low-level employees, they would not be able to cause any waves. As long as the boss of the group could understand that he did this to protect his subordinates, that would be enough.

Sure enough, under Howard's further flattery, Freya said contentedly: "Well, for your sake, I will let these filthy things go."

The plague legions sent by Nurgle blocked the orcs' attack while watching Howard and Freya flirting in broad daylight. They did not dare to complain. As Howard judged, even if these plague legions that came to the rescue were multiplied a hundred times, they would not be enough for Freya to defeat.

"Do you like the smell of me?" Freya pressed Howard's head into her chest again, "Then... continue."

Judging from the situation, he is not going to deal with those orcs. It is true that because of Howard, he cannot directly attack these plague soldiers who come to rescue Howard, but he can use the power of the orcs to reduce Nurgle's manpower to a greater extent.

Freya held Howard and stood in the center of the battlefield, refusing to go anywhere. If Freya had not intervened, the plague army would probably have rescued Howard and taken him back to the garden or to other safe places. But now that Freya had killed Howard on the battlefield, the plague army had no choice but to confront these orcs head-on.

In terms of both individual quality and overall numbers, the plague troops sent by Nurgle were far outmatched by the influx of Orks. They were able to maintain their defensive line thanks to a few Behemoths and elite units within the deployed legions. It was these Nurgle Beasts, Nurgle Flies, and a few Chaos Astartes that barely held the line. However, beyond these elite units, hordes of plague walkers were overwhelmed by the surging green tide. The speed at which the Nurgle Plague infected the Orks was far less than the speed at which the Orks could kill them. Soon, the defensive line was riddled with holes and in jeopardy.

Although most of his vision was filled with treasure chests, Howard still observed the situation of the Plague Legion with his peripheral vision. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. The speed at which the evil god Nurgle mobilized his troops was the fastest among the Four Chaos Gods. Why did He only send such a small number of men to save him?

This is totally not in line with Nurgle's style. Even if it is not for himself, Nurgle should not send such a small number of men to reduce the casualties of his children.

Unless... unless Nurgle thinks that the men he sends are here to die.

Howard suddenly understood everything.

The appearance of Freya or a demon from the Slaanesh camp with the combat power of Freya may also be within Nurgle's calculations. When this level of combat power appears, the offspring sent by Nurgle will be in danger.

The reason why Nurgle risked his own offspring was to test him. The Father of Plagues needed to find out how much Slaanesh valued him after he gave him the tender leaf of the Goddess of Life.

He needs to see how many chips his opponent has invested before deciding whether to raise the bet.

The appearance of Freya has given the Lord of Plague the answer he wanted.

The first-rate forces act as chess players, the second- and third-rate forces act as chess pieces, and the middling forces act as chessboards.

I am both a chess piece and a chessboard.