The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 2 Grand Town

"Whether it's a fluke or not, I need your ability now."

Obviously, the Witch King didn't intend to talk nonsense, but said to Luohan:
"According to the news, the dirty ratmen attacked Gran Town and killed the local nobles. I want you to get rid of those ratmen for me."

"All the troops brought out from this safari will be dispatched by you. If you perform well, then you will be the new Lord of Dread in Gran Town."

Luo Han was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't restrain his ecstasy. Grand Town, that is the blessed land he has dreamed of for a hundred years!

But Luo Han still suppressed the joy in his heart, and asked cautiously:
"Then I'll go?"

"roll!"

"Okay my lord!"

After receiving the military badge thrown by the Witch King, Luo Han immediately left the fire and rode his horse to the square of the ruined village.

On the square, the dark elves' troops had already finished their looting, and they were arranged in neat square formations, waiting for Rohan's review.

Since Naggaros is rich in steel, Durucci's soldiers are all wearing full-body armor, like a great wall of black iron in the army!

And outside the square, a group of dark riders are also ready, and the sharp barbs on the spears in their hands make people shudder!

Luohan looked at these soldiers with satisfaction. Although these soldiers were just one or two ordinary cannon fodder in the previous game, Luohan did not doubt the combat effectiveness of these soldiers.

"My lord, there are a total of 480 outstanding Drucci Dreadspearmen and 60 Dark Riders willing to join your team."

A quartermaster came to Rohan and reported the situation of the army to him, his eyes were full of jealousy, obviously dissatisfied with Rohan's failure to achieve an inch, but became the leader of the army!
Why?
Could it be that this little boy who looks like the eldest son of Slaanesh is the illegitimate son of the Witch King?

Luo Han didn't know what the quartermaster was saying, but even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care.

After all, when I was airdropped by spicy chicken silk to serve as the captain of the Black Guard in Naggalond, there were already a lot of rumors and rumors circulating.

Even Morathi, who was far away in Hagrid's Hall, wrote back, asking what was going on.

Back to the topic, in these troops, Rohan saw many acquaintances, most of whom were conscripted citizens of Naggarond, homeless but obedient good men.

"Drucci! I think most of you know me, after all, we often meet in pubs or casinos!"

"Hey hey hey..."

The soldiers couldn't help laughing, because they all knew Luohan, but it wasn't because of his drinking and gambling skills, but because Luohan always spent a lot of money!

As the head of the Witch King's attendant, some minor nobles wanted to please the Witch King through Luohan, so it was necessary to give gifts to Luohan.

Naturally, Luohan would not refuse anyone who came. With the acquiescence of the Witch King, he would hand over [-]% of the treasure every time, and then take the rest of the money to build good relations with young people in the slums.

And these young people who have been favored by Luohan spontaneously joined Luohan's army. After all, who can refuse a boss who is talkative and rich?
"There is good news, do you all know Gran Town? The local fw lord can't beat the Ratman, and was defeated by a group of Ratman!"

"Master Witch King gave me a chance. As long as we perform well, I can become the new lord of Gran Town. I promise you that I will provide you with your own residence in Gran Town!"

"Great!"

The soldiers waved their weapons excitedly. Although the dark elves were a slavery society and they didn't have to worry about food and clothing, most of them could only live in collective apartments in the slums.

It is their greatest expectation to have a house of their own!
Seeing the soldiers' emotions being mobilized, Luo Han nodded comfortably.

The 100 years of getting along has made Rohan understand that what is needed most by Drucci is not the passionate speeches before the battle, but the benefits that can be gained after victory.

"Go, for glory! Blood! Victory!"

"Druchi!"

The cries of hundreds of dark elf warriors resounded across the plain, causing the Witch King in the distance to nod secretly.

Since you are so motivated, let's go to build the Gran Town you have been dreaming of.

———A few days later
Gran Town, a town located in the Claw Coast and the Broken Land, was targeted by Rohan decades ago due to its proximity to the Desolation Coast and its remote location.

It's a pity that the local fear lord is a white-haired beauty with a bad temper. She wears a mask all day and scolds everyone when she sees it.

Now Luo Han finally found a chance to occupy the magpie's nest!
Rohan, who was riding on the dark steed, was so excited that he even began to think about the plan to expand the town!

"Master Witch King rewarded me with 1000 gold coins, which is enough to pay my troops' wages for the next two months. As a city near the mountains, Gran Town should be able to find mines, right?"

Just when Luohan was full of reverie about what he thought was a bright future, a dark rider who was exploring the way hurried back and said with a sad face:

"My lord, we are about to arrive at Gran Town, and we haven't found any traces of dirty rats, but...Gran Town doesn't look very good, you'd better see for yourself."

"Oh? Let's go and have a look."

For the rider's report, Luo Han had already prepared in his heart, after all, the situation of the towns looted by the Ratman must not be optimistic.

But when Rohan came near Gran Town, he realized that the situation was far worse than what Lord Witch King said:
The stone wall that was originally a few meters high was completely pushed down, exposing a large number of burned town houses inside, as well as various corpses that no one cleaned up.

Hundreds of refugees who lost their homes were forced to live in what remains of the houses.

It is so difficult for Drucci, let alone those slaves who don't cover their clothes.

Driven by the temporary slave owners, the few hundred remaining slaves are repairing the burnt buildings, and the circle of burrows outside the town is obviously for slaves to live in.

Looking at the dilapidated scene of Gran Town, Luo Han's angry facial muscles twitched slightly.

Now he understood why the Witch King gave him this geomantic treasure land so kindly.

No lord is willing to accept feelings at all! ?
　PS: Backward slavery refers to earning more than [-] yuan per round.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)