Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

It turns out that even after being separated by nearly ten thousand years, there is no essential difference between the Dark Elves and the High Elves.

The two sides look exactly the same, they are completely of the same race.

However, this same race had been killing each other for nearly ten thousand years.

The situation has eased somewhat today.

A High Elf and a Dark Elf walked together through the grassy fields of the Isles of Ulthuan.

They walked hand in hand through the grass and fields. When faced with a steep slope, the dark elf Mousse would squat down reluctantly and reach out to pull the high elf Izeshi up.

When encountering thorny bushes, Izexi would gently pat Mousse's shoulder, revealing a kind of sarcasm unique to high elves.

Then he raised a finger, and the flames burned away the bushes that were blocking his way.

When facing the patrolling high elf militia, Izehi would reach out and hold Mousse's hand, saying that the two of them were good sisters and friends.

Mousse also lowered his head and tried not to reveal his fierce eyes, disguising himself as a high elf. At the same time, he responded to Izexi and held her hand tightly.

Finally, the two of them came hand in hand to the capital of the High Elves, the greatest port in the world, the city of Lothern.

At the same time, they also found out information about Windlow.

After all, in the capital of the elves, humans are rare, let alone a special human like Windlow.

According to intelligence, Phoenix King Finubar is holding a banquet, and Windlow is a distinguished guest.

These two elves, one "died" in a hail of arrows to protect the Everqueen, and the other was a Dreadlord who had no idea of ​​the customs of the High Elves.

It was not easy to get a seat at the banquet, so they were left with only one choice.

The two of them almost proposed a solution to each other in unison.

"We sneak in."

It would be a bit difficult for a dread lord and a Hoeth wizard to sneak in, but it is not impossible.

And in the Phoenix Court, it was unbelievable that Phoenix King Finubar actually met directly with a human like Windlow.

First of all, it was this human who saved his daughter, the Everqueen. Secondly, as an elf who had sailed around the world, he certainly knew that humans would be the most effective ally of the High Elves against the Dark Elves.

The humans in China are controlled by giant dragons and will not treat the elves well.

The relationship between the High Elves and the Dwarves has never been repaired, and the Dwarves cannot be expected to let go of their hatred.

The Lizardmen have been carrying out some so-called grand plan, and they don't care about anything except Chaos, let alone the Elves' civil war.

The greenskins are getting smarter and harder to lure.

The middleman Tyrell, the chaotic Araby, has long been dead in Nehekhara.

The only two human races that can be counted on are Bretonnia and the Empire.

As the Phoenix King who has personally traveled to the human world, Finubar has a very high opinion of humans.

This is a very resilient and strong-willed race, who know justice and honor, and will stand on the same front against Chaos as the High Elves for both moral and logical reasons.

And become cannon fodder when the high elves fight against the enemy.

Therefore, it is necessary to win over humans, not to mention that the Windlow in front of him is an imperial merchant specially hired by the Elector.

Before the formal meeting, Finubar of course called Windlow to his presence. Many things had to be discussed privately in advance before they could be presented in front of everyone.

"Hello, human. This is Wendlow, right? In the Elvish language, this name sounds a bit...tough. Welcome."

Compared to Finuba who was not surprised, Windlow always had a surprised expression.

The guy standing in front of him was actually the Phoenix King! The supreme leader of the entire high elves!

But why does he look so powerless? He is even not as strong as Emperor Karl Franz. He has no weapons in his hands and no equipment on his body, only gorgeous clothes.

"Ah, hello, Phoenix King, hehe."

It was a bit awkward, after all, the last time Windlow spoke to the High Lord was the last time, and why was that guy Finubar still standing on the high ground when the elves were so tall.

This is the cleverness of the Phoenix Court's design. The high elves always use their wisdom in meaningless constructions.

The specially designed reception hall will make visitors feel inferior.

However, to deal with this situation, Windlow also has his own way, which is to immediately devote himself to what he is good at.

As long as you enter the field you are good at, the two emotions of embarrassment and fear will immediately disappear.

Through communication with Windlow, Phoenix King Finubar also realized that this human was not simple.

The empire urgently needs to open up new trade routes. After all, productivity within the empire has reached a peak and the market is getting smaller and smaller.

The grain market was captured by Bretonnia. Are those serfs growing gold in the fields?

The weapons market is occupied by dwarves, at least the high-end market is occupied by dwarves.

Since the invention of the steam engine in the empire 200 years ago, productivity has indeed increased, but this has led to a surge in output in the empire's garment workshops.

The clothes produced could not be sold, and a large number of people were unemployed, so the entire empire was very unstable.

If we encounter Norscan plunder or Chaos invasion at this time, it will be difficult to resist.

It just so happens that there is a market for high elves here. Elves prefer to make jewelry, and the empire's clothing industry will open up a market here.

When it comes to doing business, the Phoenix King is not as good as Windlow.

After only a few rounds of negotiations, a business contract was signed.

As a special ambassador of the elves, Windlow will enjoy the right to enter and exit Lothern freely, and will not have to pay customs duties, but only one-tenth of the income tax.

As an obligation, Windlow also has the obligation to persuade the empire not to collect tariffs on the elves' goods, and at the same time ensure that the elves spend money to build free cities within the empire and obtain autonomy.

Just like most autonomous cities and dwarf tribes, they were integrated into the empire but retained their racial characteristics.

Windlow could generously promise this, after all, Karl Franz just needed help from the high elves.

It’s very simple economics that any businessman can understand.

The elves dumped all kinds of expensive jewels and jewelry into the empire.

Of course, only the nobles can consume within the empire, so the money that the nobles of the empire cannot spend ends up in the hands of the elves.

The elves then purchased the Empire's industrial products and textiles, and the money went into the hands of the factories and the Empire's workers.

It is equivalent to passing through the hands of the elves. The money that the imperial nobles cannot spend is redistributed and remains in the hands of ordinary people at the bottom of the empire. The redistribution of wealth is a basic condition for determining the stability of a regime.

The economic talks were quite light-hearted, but the following topics became somewhat heavy.