Chapter 595, Brother's Food Is Delicious!

Fulgrim and Angron stayed in the Principality of Carcassonne for a while.

Hubald, the Duke of Carcassonne, realized that these two demigods could help him after seeing the power of Fulgrim and Angron. The cruel duke privately asked Fulgrim and Angron to help him A tribe of steel greenskins that trouble the Inara Mountains.

This green-skin tribe used steel to integrate into their bodies, making them stronger and crazier. Duke Hubald tried his best to drive the steel green-skin tribe back to the mountains, preventing them from rushing into Carcassonne. plain.

Therefore, Duke Hubald asked Fulgrim and Angron for help, and the condition for asking these two demigods to help was that the Duke made it clear that he would not be able to offer any special gifts or rewards. Fulgrim and Angron were expected to lend a helping hand after fending off almost never-ending aggression and making countless sacrifices.

If the duke came up to spend a lot of money on them and let them be mercenaries, the two primarchs probably didn't want to refuse directly, but this kind of sincere request moved the two primarchs, Both Fulgrim and Angron agreed to help, with Fulgrim as the commander, and Duke Hubald sent scouts and shepherds to lead the team.

But it turns out that the people of the Principality of Carcassonne made a serious mistake in intelligence.

The people of this principality are brave and good at fighting, strong and unyielding, but obviously their culture is not very good. They told Fulgen and Angron that these steel and green skins believe in chaos, but they are amazing.

After hearing this, Fulgrim and Angron were full of question marks.

When will greenskins believe in chaos?

It was only later that I realized that the Carcassonne people don't quite understand the difference between greenskins, undead and chaos, they are all enemies anyway, so in the simple logic of the Carcassonnes, the greenskins also believe in chaos of.

After realizing that it would be troublesome for him to explain, Fulgan didn't bother to say more, if you believe in Chaos, you can believe in Chaos, anyway, it will be destroyed anyway.

In Red Fish Village by the Chinon River, the summer world river is rushing, and the waterwheel made by the dwarves is continuously fetching water. In the distance, a tall windmill is turning.

Fogan, Angron and Ryan walked along the Chinon River. At this time, the weather was already in mid-August, and it was no longer so hot.

Fulgrim wanted to see how Angron's farm estate was doing.

The appearance of the Primarch of the Emperor's Children in the Land of Llane caused a stir.

All Collars are interested in Lane's brother.

He's so handsome. This handsome man is so handsome that it's fascinating. When Fulgen appeared in the territory, this tall and handsome man instantly became the hottest topic in the whole circle.

Perfect grooming, elegant speech, noble temperament, handsome appearance, powerful martial courage.

This is what a real demigod should look like

It is well known that Ryan's brothers are all demigods. At the wedding scene, a total of six demigods appeared, plus Forgan, that is seven demigod brothers.

Of course, there are a lot of private rumors. Some people suspect that Ryan’s brothers are all half-brothers, otherwise there would not be such a big difference. After seeing Fulgan appearing, everyone is even more certain that Ryan’s father must be more than one woman , there is evidence

That big black guy only appeared once, and everyone is not familiar with it, but everyone is familiar with Master Angron

His Excellency Ryan and His Excellency Fulgan must have been born to the same parents. As for Mr. Angron, he must be an illegitimate child, and I will not discuss it separately. Judging by his style and appearance, does he look like a nobleman?

Everyone is convinced of this.

"So, the problem is solved." Ryan walked in the front, and he said with a smile: "Brother, the expedition really troubled you."

"It's nothing. For ten thousand years, I will recover all these mistakes little by little." Forgan smiled and shook his head: "Lustria has me, don't worry, I know about you, you recover Mu Xilong is about to become the king, and we each perform our duties and follow our orders."

"You still value those things so much." Angron was a little depressed. He also heard the rumors in the collar. If it was before, he would have rushed forward with an axe.

But now that he has planted the land for many years, Angron's temper has calmed down a lot. When he thinks about it carefully, there is indeed a big gap in his appearance. Although Fulgrim would not be his opponent even in his heyday, but Depression is still there.

Entering Red Fish Village, Angron's house and his manor are not far away. There are many hardworking serfs working as long-term laborers for Master Angron, helping him raise pigs, chickens, etc. Ducks, tending the fields, they provided Angron with labor, and Angron provided them with protection.

"Angron, I came here from Lustria to look for you. I heard that you are farming here. Is there anything you want to entertain me?" Fulgan looked at the whole prosperous village with great interest. There is a dense flow of people, and there are even many grocery stores and taverns on the streets of the village, with smoke from the chimneys, and a pair of roadside hangers.

"You didn't bring me any special products when you went to Lustria." Angron said dissatisfiedly.

"Of course I have." Forgan smiled slightly, and he took out a small statue from his space ring.

This statue is carved from the finest hardwood in the Lustria tropical rainforest. It looks like a magic toad sitting on a golden throne with its eyes closed and meditating. It looks very knowledgeable.

"Uh." Angron didn't expect Fulgrim to actually bring a gift, and the Primarch of the World Eaters took the statue from Fulgrim with some awkwardness, and muttered, "Thank you for telling me what's the use of this thing." what?"

"It's useless, I took it from Lord Crocker." Forgan shook his head: "There is no special magical ability, but it contains the wisdom and life experience of the magic toad."

"There isn't a Chaos Demon hiding inside." Angron swung the statue back and forth, wanting to see if there was any problem.

"Angron, if you want an honor duel, you can directly bring it up." After hearing these words, Fulgan immediately changed his tone: "Don't be so secretive, it's not like you."

"Okay, okay, since you brought me presents from Lustria, I'll bring something to treat you sissy too." Angron put the statue away carefully, and he opened it loudly. The gate of the farm: "If I want to eat something, should I grab a chicken"

"It's too stingy for three people to eat one chicken." Fulgan's eyes rolled around. The farm really has everything and is self-sufficient.

"Hahahaha" Ryan kept laughing beside him.

"Then just tell me what you want to eat." Angron signaled the serfs to bring water: "Don't say that, save half and let me guess. If so, your dinner today will be pig food."

"Okay, okay, then kill a pig for me and Ryan to taste." Forgan shrugged when he heard the words: "How about you make it for us to eat?"

"Okay." Angron led Ryan and Forgen into the pigsty he built himself.

"Hulu Hulu" the door of the pigsty was opened, and there were many big fat pigs inside. When they saw Angron coming, the fat pigs thought he was coming in to deliver food, and they all rushed up together, chasing the pig's nose and making a smell. The sound of baking.

"Hey, if your heirs know that their Primarch is raising pigs, I don't know how they would feel." Seeing the group of pigs being raised fat and fat, Fulgan knew that Angron had put his thought and effort into it.

"What do they think has nothing to do with me, anyway, I have never really cared about them." Angron shook his head: "I want to eat that end"

"Do you think Ryan and I seem to be able to pick? Just pick one for us."

"Okay then, let me see." Angron looked at it for a while, then he stretched out his hand towards the inside of the pigsty, and he picked up a fat pig weighing several hundred catties with one hand: "This is the pig. How about a Berkshire pig, the meat quality is very good, and it is rich in snowflake lean meat."

"Okay." Fulgan and Ryan both nodded.

"Huluhulu" the big fat pig was still a little sleepy, and was caught in a daze without much struggle.

"That's the end." Angron grabbed the pig, stretched out his hand and pinched the pig's chin, and said with a malicious smile: "Look, this pig often daydreams, I'll put it in this way." When I grabbed it, there was no reaction, and I didn't like to move."

"Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, dreaming during the day, daydreaming."

"It's definitely not going to work like this, it's easy to spoil other pigs."

"It's better to make it into a roast pig so that it understands that daydreaming is useless and you need to take action." Angron squeezed the pig's face with his hands.

"Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr," the pig seemed to realize what was going to happen. It finally broke out of a little trance and began to struggle desperately, but it was too late.

In the "cuckling" farm, the crowing of the rooster echoes in the quiet and peaceful village from far away.

With the help of the serfs, Angron killed the pig, cleaned it, and then marinated it to taste.

Add some ginger, add some salt, add some oil, add some spices, and even Angron added some red wine. After it was fully marinated and tasty, the whole pig was roasted on the fire.

The golden grease dripped into the fire, splashing sparks.

The three of them sat around roasting pork with red wine. Ryan tasted the top-quality snowflake pork. The meat was fat but not greasy and chewy.

"It's still the best food from my brother's house." Ryan sighed as he cut the meat with a knife.

"Angron, I have to say that you are already an expert at raising pigs." Fulgrim nodded again and again, and he couldn't help smiling: "For an outstanding internal affairs talent like you, our dear Empire Regent Guilliman Your Excellency will definitely give you a new title in the High Lord Council of Terra, such as the Chief Pig Breeder of the Supreme Lord"

"I won't be Guilliman's subordinate." Angron said disdainfully when he heard Guilliman, "He wants me to surrender, so win me first."

"He and his heirs are enough to defeat you." Fulgan put the seasoning on the roast pork and put it in his mouth.

"I'm talking about heads-up," Angron emphasized impatiently.

"Did you forget how you lost to Russ in singles?" Fulgan sneered, "That's what my father meant. If you can't figure it out, then you should be an old farmer for the rest of your life."

"You talked to your father." Angron frowned. He swallowed the lean meat on the knife in a few mouthfuls, and then took out a piece of white bread and lettuce wrapped with the roast meat from the bag next to it. eat.

Ryan also shifted his gaze to Forgan.

"It's a call. We used the machine left by the Old Sage to talk to my father in the city of fog." Forgan said seriously: "This is also the reason why I want to return to the old world."

"I want to know what my father said." Forgan sprinkled peppercorns, pepper, and cumin powder on the barbecue.

"What did you say"

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