Warhammer Seal

The Warhammer series only became popular in China because of the recent Total War Warhammer. The number of book lovers who know and like it in the 40K era is too small. It is good to keep writing when the income is small. There are not many people writing about Warhammer at the starting point. Those who are capable can support the author. Writing can be a hobby and cannot be regarded as the main business. After all, only a few are successful. Personal opinion

I felt very weird after watching a small part of it! The protagonist is a pariah, with no identity, wealth or power. It is set that the nobles of the kingdom are rotten. The protagonist also knows the direction of major events, and relies on his identity as a pariah to save the kingdom with great righteousness. . . . I just want to know where does the confidence come from? ? ? Really play the game and pass the levels? ? I just want to know why you wrote the picture like this? What is the main character jumping up and down for?

The protagonist doesn't want to go to the Middle Ages but wants to go to 40k. I suggest you satisfy him.

The protagonist is really pitiful and respectable. From a mortal in peaceful times to a respectable savior, he sacrificed his lover to save the world once, but his mission did not allow him to rest in peace. He spanned tens of thousands of years, endured suffocating pain, and set out on the road of salvation again. Only this time, in addition to the world, he was also saving himself and his lover.

I suggest you read The Proof of the Sun King and try to imitate him in wearing stockings every day, or the story aspect of the novel. After reading the first few chapters, I feel like everything is being told from the perspective of the author playing the game. I don't feel that this is a real Warhammer world, and Wind is a person who exists in this world. One second he is a wall worker and he wants to save the world the next second. He is still there to evaluate which mage is useful based on the feeling of the game. . .

Reikland has a provincial soldier + militia system. The provincial soldier is a full-time army with high training and good equipment. Each city will have a certain number of provincial soldiers. In Rickland, various regions organize local men to conduct military training every weekend, from cities to rural areas. In times of war, local imperial captains would summon local provincial soldiers and an equal number of militiamen to respond to the emperor's signs. Under this system, the empire could easily gather a well-trained army. As for logistics, that is left to the businessmen.

Does it feel like you are directly playing a game? This is not appropriate to write

I don't watch Warhammer without cheating, because I don't want to test powerful cheats. I feel that the end of the world is bound to come. After all, there are batch after batch of chaotic and capitalless transactions. Not to mention that we are not united enough, we are often deceived and we can't defend ourselves. The Skaven are also perverted. It feels like sitting on a bomb that will explode one day.

A few tips for friends who are about to travel through time: ①: The golden finger may not be real, it may be sent by Tzeentch ②: If you are a pariah, either commit suicide or keep a low profile ③: If you see someone wearing gray or black War armor giant, commit suicide quickly ④: Don't think about reaching the sky in one step, even believing in the five evil gods is useless ⑤: Blood Crow and Smurf are the lowest recruitment requirements. If possible, join the Smurf ⑥: Be sure to heat canned food for two hours! ! ! !

It feels like playing a game rather than a real world. For example, at the beginning, Altdorf was burned and there was only a second-level barracks and no magic academy.

By the way, Tzeentch in the Middle Ages was not that strong, but what I thought in the comment section was too optimistic. Let me make an analogy to understand. If a person travels to the Middle Ages and is discovered by Tzeentch, a fun-loving person, he may not take action directly, but the demons and mortal believers under him will rush towards the traveler. In the time it takes to eat a meal, thousands of old Yinbi will be ready outside. There are thousands of Yin travelers who are ready to take action soon, and there are thousands more Yin travelers on their way. It is the easiest for this situation to develop into a big mess. No matter how disgusting it is, just give a blessing and a sign to watch the traveler being hacked to the end by the other three gods and various heroes and heroes. It is not that Tzeentch can't have fun.

It's too dry, it's a complete account

This book is amazing. I don't know what the reason for Qidian's results is, but after all, I ordered hundreds of chapters with 5,000 orders, and there was not a single comment for the entire chapter... The author also likes to keep personal information. I have only read more than 100 chapters and have been criticized three times...

In Warhammer World, strength still depends on you. If you don't have strength, no one will lose you. If you go out into the wild, any little green-skinned slave Rat Rat can make you burp.

Source mod: Make the Empire Great Again Character 1: Florian Lupin Ability: Paladin→Imperial Swordmaster (40 tough men kill two teams of chosen ones in a row, top anti-step infantry (high-precision swordmaster upgraded version)) Appearance: (normal) ordinary Bretonnian noble (with chain mail inside) (Wartime) Character 2: Clarice Coptomelos Ability: Shadow Vampire→Flower of the Empire (8 vampire ladies can single-handedly brush a team of black knights, a buff halo that restores blood, morale, and magic charging) Appearance: (normal) dark dress, gloves; masked, only eyes and hair exposed (Wartime) Both have common advantages and disadvantages: they are expensive. Although they have high physical and magic resistance and strong output, they can only fight rich battles, and the equipment requirements are particularly high. A master of chaotic fighting and interspersed fighting, but there is no way to resist the line unless the doorway is blocked. In short, special operations forces, substitute special forces. Background: What brought a Bretonnian knight and a vampire together? That was during Florian's 6th trial. "Gulu..." Florian looked at the wine glass of his family friend, the alchemist Gustave Pelletier, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. "Don't think about it. Drinking milk will help the wound heal." Gustave shook the glass to sober up and persuaded Florian to drink the milk in front of him. "I know, I know... I'm not a child anymore." Florian drank the milk in one gulp like an old cow drinking water. "You have to help me with that incendiary bomb, right?" "This thing is controlled, I can't get it out!" Gustave couldn't remember how many times he tried to persuade him, " Chivalry does not stipulate that you must kill the orc shaman. Can't you change the target? " "If you can't kill the orc shaman, then the trial has failed." Florian lit the cigar with an oil lamp and took a sip. "This time he knocked me away, but he was careless and didn't hit me. Then this is fate. : The battle is not over yet, one side will eventually die." "But if I give you the incendiary bomb, will I still be able to do it?" Gustave is very good at destroying the atmosphere. "Is the thing from the Golden Academy so easy to get?" "Then tell me the formula, it's okay? Alright?" "What's the use? The raw material of this incendiary grenade needs to be extracted from alumina. How to extract it? In the academy, we ask the sky mage to generate electricity. Can you do it?" "You just need to tell me what to do." Florian will not look back. ... The fact is exactly as Gustave expected: when he heard that a stable source of current was needed, all the weapon workshops from Reikland to Palaon expressed their inability to do anything. When he returned to the territory of the Luoping family in Musilon, he made a bold decision. He asked his eldest brother, the local viscount, to help him find a wizard... "Clarice Coptomelos." A mysterious lady rode to the agreed place with a gust of fragrance. "Aren't you afraid of the Red Duke here?" Florian, who was sitting under a big oak tree, removed the hat covering his face, stood up, shook his arms, straightened out the chain armor on his body, and cigar butts were scattered on the ground. "If you are afraid, you will not have confidence in my ability." The lady in dark blue seemed to be afraid that others would see her true face. The fluffy long skirt covered her calves, and her veil and wide-brimmed hat obscured the only parts of her body that were directly visible: her eyes and mountain roots. But even so, her eyes still glowed like rubies. "Thank you for getting here, madam." Florian helped her off the horse. Although her velvet gloves were behind her, the strange coldness almost made Florian tremble, "I am Florian of the Luoping family." "Clarice of the Coptomelos family." "Well... I'll trouble you next, Clarice. Liz, I can add money if it's more powerful than expected." "No." Clarice's voice was gentle, but it didn't sound warm at all. "I'm helping you because I want to kill him too." "Why?" Florian took out the formula written by Gustave. "It's not important." Clarisse immediately took it and looked at it. ... "Hmmmm ahhhh..." The orc shaman rolled on the mud floor, trying in vain to extinguish the flames that could burn steel. Soon he became a rolling torch, and finally stopped moving, because the ashes could not move. Florian turned around with his sword in his hand and saw Clarice struggling to stop the orc boy's group fight from behind. Since the figure was no longer visible, we could only guess Clarice's specific location from the scene of the orcs' commotion and being knocked away. "It is dishonorable to beat up a lady!" But do greenskins have the honor of being knights? Shouting in vain. "Come on, Florian." Clarisse's voice still sounded calm, but extremely weak: the magical wind had been exhausted. "Come out, enemies! I'm on the stage!" Florian, who never abandons his companions, called back his war horse, picked up his lance, dashed into the pile of green leather with a steel nail dug into the rock, opened a crack, and pulled Clarice onto her horse, "Hold me tight." ... "You are so stupid." Clarice's voice, like a soothing stream, was finally illuminated by the mist of the sun. , "I have a way to escape." "Hiss..." Florian, who burned his wound with a red-hot iron, will never lose his grace in front of a noble lady, "You made me a knight. From then on, I became invincible and can strike the enemy with a swift blow at any time." "It's better not to speak now." Clarice crushed some herbs and applied them to Florian's burned wound. But she had been avoiding eye contact with Florian. "Take a rest." Florian took out a flower like magic, "The only beautiful flowers here are poppies. If you don't like it..." "No, great!" Clarisse immediately took it and pinned it to her chest, even though she had never worn a flower before. "To be honest, haven't you ever thought about being a prophet?" Florian lay down. "... No" Clarisse also lay down. "I have a merciless request, Miss Coptomelos." Florian tilted his head, with a hopeful look on his face, "Can I see your true face now?" Clarice did not speak, and raised her left hand to take off the veil... The eyebrows were slender, the smile was like a flower, and the skin was whiter than snow, but in the sun, snow was dazzling... "Beautiful..." Florian was really fascinated. It was just Clarice's appearance that made him secretly suspicious, as if he had overlooked something. Still waiting for further investigation, Clarice took the veil back again. But... When you pray that bad things won't happen, bad things happen. Florian was ready to marry Clarice, and they traveled together in Bretonnia for nearly half a year before finally finding the Green Knight. When facing the challenge of the Green Knight, a voice struck Florian's soul: The Coptomelos family has been extinct for 200 years, and your lover is a... Vampire from the Blood Dragon clan. The Green Knight was cruel and used 3/4 of his strength to fight. Florian was undoubtedly defeated by the Green Knight. The green knight's stick is merciless: she or chivalry, choose one. When Clarisse, who was watching the battle from a distance, ran over, Flory pretended to be nothing, and asked casually: "You haven't taken me to your hometown yet! Why don't we go there? I think it is a good place for cultivation." "Hometown..." Clarice's heart tightened. ... "This place is really nice, but it's a pity that there are no people there." Florian sighed while looking at the abandoned houses and gardens of Coptomelos Manor. "My father and brothers all died in the war..." Clarice explained, and added in her heart, "Two hundred years ago..." "I prepared a gift for you." Florian felt awkward and uncomfortable, and forced a smile, "You usually cook, today it's me." ... Looking at Clarice, who couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep, Florian burst into tears. "Why? Except for vampires, who would be comatose because of garlic? You can't touch garlic, so why do you still force yourself to eat it? Why don't you shirk it? Even if I let myself deceive myself..." Florian tremblingly opened the box containing the "gift", which was full of silverware. No sharp silverware. He is destined to fail the test. The silver shackles locked Clarice's hands and feet, the silver chains wrapped her like a silkworm in a cocoon, and the silver ball prevented her from chanting spells, but there was no silver dagger that pierced her heart. "Uh-huh..." When Clarice woke up from strong discomfort, Florian was still holding her asleep... In a coffin... "After using me, why don't you leave?" The first thing Florian asked Clarice after waking up was, "Or Are you plotting against me?" "When people fall in love too much and let their passion drive them, they will inevitably do stupid things." Clarisse smiled miserably, "Go ahead, Florian. I have made a fool of myself. For the sake of chivalry, you can't..." "Open your mouth." Florian cut his wrist. Slowly holding up her chin, "You have suffered too much... I still want you to be the rest of my life..." ... "Florian! You can't bleed any more!" Although Clarice hadn't drunk enough, "Let's go! Marry a real pure woman! Meng has long since It's time to wake up... Huh?" Florian stuffed the silver ball back into Clarice's mouth: "It's not dawn yet? You are my slave girl now! I have the final say in everything next!" Except for being unable to move or speak, Clarice was nothing like a slave girl. Florian dug out the empty coffin under the tombstone of Clarice Coptomelos, bought brocade and spread it inside, just to make Clarice rest more comfortable; he also bought a lot of potions, mixed them with his own blood and fed them to her to make her Not to be too weakened by silver; during the day, Florian wrapped Clarice in his cloak and let her ride sideways on his horse, in his arms, around various towns... Everything was for one purpose: don't go, Clarice. But Clarisse still left, and she opened the lock herself: "Ten days ago, these things of yours couldn't trap me... I was very happy during this time, Florian. But, goodbye." ... "The reporting place is right there." Gustave pointed to the door of the barracks, "Put up the soldier card first." "Thank you, Gustave." Florian walked over with his big sword. "I advise you not to look for her..." Gustave looked at Florian's tired shadow, "I spent two years searching all over Bretonnia, and the empire is several times larger than Bretonnia. What's more, you are a giant swordsman now and you can't just walk around. Moved." "Well..." Florian turned his head, "Even if it takes twenty years, I have to find her." ... The giant swordsman Florian fought for ten years and earned the title of "Sword Master" from an ordinary soldier. Some minor nobles wanted to marry their daughters to him, but they were all rejected. Until in Sylvania... "Flower of the Empire is clearly the nickname of our great swordsman, so why did you give it to the vampire rider?" Swordmaster Florian was really angry. Although he was no longer a Bretonnian knight, his enthusiasm for honor remained undiminished. Even though these true flowers of the empire were particularly powerful, he still refused to accept them. This was a tacitly approved one-on-one showdown, with people placing bets and spectators... Densely surrounding the venue. The sword masters faced off against the dismounted Flower of the Empire. Florian won two games, and then... He saw the figure that haunted him. His attacks were no longer as sharp as the storm, and his dodges also lost the dexterity of a swift. Clarice, the flower of the empire, easily defeated the Sword Master Florian... Before the competition was over, Florian invited Clarice out. "Aren't you convinced?" Clarisse tapped the shield with her sword and prepared her hand. "I am convinced." Florian stuck the sword on the ground and took off his helmet, "Miss Coptomelos." "Florian..." Clarice's sword and shield instantly lost the power to support them. "I said, you are my slave girl." Florian's weathered face is far less handsome than before, but in Clarice's eyes, this is the appearance of the most beautiful man in the world, "and my queen." "This is so silly..." Clarice almost flew over, "12 years..." "It's only 12 years, not a loss at all." Florian took off his iron gloves and rubbed her back. "Why did you come to the Empire?" "Looking for you." "Where are your horses and lances?" "Sold." "How did you become a swordsman?" "A friend helped." "You..." "Tell me about you." "I thought it was far enough to the Empire." "I can catch you after all." "Haha, then I'd better not leave this time." "Then let's get married, Miss Coptomelos." "Call me Mrs. Luoping." ... The marriage between a man and a vampire shocked "The Heartless" Walkerma, and he opposed it at all costs. The Ulric Order came to add to the problem at the right time, and urgently called in battle priests to bless Florian and Clarisse. Even many pairs of secret vampire-human couples came to ask the Ulric Church to host their weddings. The unbearable Walkerma ordered all these unscrupulous people to be expelled. "Who is the new commander?" Florian slit his wrist with a knife and handed it to Clarice, who was voluntarily bound and leaning on him. "Acting Elector of Sylvania, Wind." After saying that, Clarice opened her mouth to catch the dripping blood. {"NickName":"Visualized ethical standards","UserId":156251556}

Rather than directly destroying the Primarchs and Space Marines, I think it is better to send them outside the galaxy to detect foreign enemies, so that even if all of them die in battle, there will be no complaints, because they died in the battle against foreign enemies, rather than dying under the butcher's knife of their own people.

I wanted to use the building to promote the book I wrote. I came across Warhammer Total War after reading Warhammer Throne. I like summoning novels, so I wanted to write one myself. In addition, Warhammer has enough races and arms, and I thought it was good, so I wrote a book called "I Summoned Warhammer in Another World". It was published on Teenage Dream. Please give me your opinions.

When I first started reading it, I asked if this book always uses game data to write about the real world. It seemed so inconsistent.

Where did the author find this information? Why is it different from what I see? The Necrons were taken advantage of by the Eldar because they had insufficient energy due to the evil hand of the Star God and needed to sleep. Also, the Eldar Empire and the Golden Age of Humanity are not in the same period. Otherwise, would the Eldar Empire let humans go? Also, the Eldar, who inherited the legacy of the Old Ones, couldn't beat the Golden Age of Mankind. Are you kidding me? No one in the Golden Age of Humanity could get rid of the Warp Engine to travel faster than light. You must know that the Webway is one of the fastest space navigation in the Warhammer Universe. The Warp Engine cannot compare. The most important thing is that the Golden Age of Humanity will definitely not be able to defeat the Eldar Empire. Otherwise, the Old Ones and Necrons will be a bit weak.

I'm asking for advice. I'm new to Total War 3. The settings in it feel very complicated (especially Ninghe in Cathay). It also feels a bit complicated to play. I'm a little confused about the types of units. I don't know how to cooperate. Is there any good way to get started?

Is Warhammer a stand-alone game? It sounds like the world is so big

After looking at the catalog, why did you still work all the way from Middle Ages to 40k?

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Is this a book that will save the world?

I haven't read the book yet, but the cover caught my attention. There is no heroine in the third label, but the heroine is in the first character column. .

Do you have any recommendations for similar novels with the protagonist Red Tsar of Kislev?

I would like to ask, is the protagonist a mere mortal without extraordinary powers? Will there still be one?

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