Power and Empire Chapter 38: People alive (1)
[[[CP|W:400|H:117|A:L|U:/chapters/20105/11/1429072634092107390807500302876.jpg]]] The first spring rain of the new year finally came to the Wiki. In the northern part of the Kingdom of Asia, the cold spring and cold accompanied the continuous spring rain on the devastated Kingdom of Wikiya
"Wow" the cold pouring rain poured out on the broken walls of Suluo Castle, stirring up white sprays, forming a layer of white mist on the periphery of Suluo Castle,
The cold raindrops not only made the Kujit Rangers wandering down the castle disappear without a trace, but also made the guards of Suluo Castle shiver one by one.
A bunch of ants curled up like a bunch of ants in the corner of the inner wall of the castle that will not be exposed to rain, and there are many depressed kingdom guards inside.
This elite composed of the children of the nobles of the royal capital is no longer proud of the past. Even the red cloak, which is the symbol of the guards of life, is draped like a rag to keep out the cold, and it is already dirty. The dirty oily brilliance has formed a thick layer of black mud, giving out bursts of unquestionable foul smell,
From the northern border to the Lisa River Beach to the Sura Castle, the elite of this kingdom lost again and again. The proud red cloak also dropped from 8,000 in its heyday to the current 2,300, and the battle was reduced by two-thirds. If it weren't for thinking of being able to return to the capital alive, these remaining old fried dough sticks would have broken up a long time ago.
Pride, Glory, these dazzling auras of the past have long been shattered by the Kujit’s scimitar. The kingdom’s most elite guards have lost their various glory auras to ordinary farmers in the countryside. Different,
Now there are only a bunch of poor "babies" holding each other and dreaming of coming home
In the castle hall, a huge two-meter-high bonfire bake the whole hall like warm spring, driving away the chill of the early spring and winter rain outside.
The King Guitar III of the Vekia Kingdom sat on the main seat of the hall with a solemn face. Although he was only fifty-three years old, his life as an ascetic monk for many years made him look older than his own age and gray. His long hair is draped over his broad shoulder armor
Those piercing eyes revealed his ageless spirit, and the abrupt, hooked nose reminds everyone that this old man’s ambitions have not grown old because of his age,
Decades of fighting life has forged his strong physique. Wearing a full-body crystal armor, he is like a lion lying prone on the seat and napping, with powerful fingers hitting the red on the main seat underneath him. There was a pendulum-like ticking sound on the pine handrail.
"Are there any new news from the messenger sent to Swadian?"
Guitar III’s voice was dull and angry, causing the kingdom nobles standing below to shiver. Everyone knows that His Majesty is in a bad mood. He was chased and beaten like a falling dog. After taking a breath, he threw his most proud two thousand guards on the Lisa River Beach. No one would have a good temper.
Especially now, it’s only a step away from Kristol, Kyoto. On one side is the cold and dilapidated Sura Castle, on the other side is the luxurious and comfortable palace, but the 20,000 army of Kujit is like a wall. In the middle, the distance that can be played back and forth in only half a day seems so far away, so that this guitarist III, who has always liked to rely on numbers to bully the southwest natives, also feels what it means to be powerless.
"The great Majesty, the greedy Swadians asked us to cede the three counties of the eastern Ismorola fort, otherwise they would not form an alliance with us to fight the Kujites!"
The Minister of Foreign Affairs, Sasorikos, lowered his head pale, with a faint trembling in his voice, and saw the angry face of Guitar III, his legs knelt on the ground with soft legs,
Sasorikos was originally only the Kingdom’s Foreign Minister. The original Foreign Minister was cut off by Guitar III on the grounds of inferior intelligence when the Kurgits suddenly went to war. The former Foreign Minister who took over was again Guitar III two months ago. Killed with intelligence behind, it seems that Guitar III has transferred all the responsibility for the defeat to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which is in charge of intelligence.
"I can't beat the Kurgits because you guys from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs did not give me accurate information, otherwise I would have driven these Kugit barbarians out."
Guitar III yelled in indignation many times at the meeting, and every time the table slammed with his hands, it gave the generals of the kingdom a good example.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is the best scapegoat to shirk responsibility!
"Your Ministry of Foreign Affairs has inaccurate information, how can I call?"
"How did your Ministry of Foreign Affairs do it? The Kujites only told us when they left. If they told us during a break, we would have cut all these barbarians!"
"What? The Kurgit camped in the Jittel Plain, what do you mean, do you want me to die?"
Thinking of the tragic end of the two predecessors, Sasorikos, who took over, lives in "water heat" every day. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the **** heads of the two predecessors hanging in front of the barracks. His eyes opened again. The angry blue face of Guitar III
This kind of life is really not a human life. Every time I go to a military meeting, Sasori Cisco dares to go out after writing a suicide note. However, such a tragic day has recently ended. Now it is the turn of Sasori Cisco to thank the library. Gite, now I can finally sleep a little more peacefully
Because the entire Suluo Castle was surrounded by Kujites this month like an iron barrel, even a mouse could not escape. Not to mention any information, you can only rely on a few homing pigeons in a few castles to exchange news with the outside world every day.
It is said that those homing pigeons were used by the former castle owner to pass love letters to his mistress, but now they are the lifeblood of the kingdom’s information.
"The old guy Harous still has the face to ask me for the three counties of Ismorera Fort, if it weren’t for the Aichamore who had taken the Kujit’s stockpile first, these madly hungry warehouses. Will the Gites come to my Vecchia to find food? Now they dare to give us the Fort of Ismorera. Tell them, if they don’t send troops, I will give the entire Fort of Ismorera to Kurgit. People, let those Kujit barbarians who are full and drunk go to death with him"
Guitar III stood up and roared with an ashen face, and the table in front of him slammed with a rough and powerful hand. Finally, he looked at the dejected generals below, and had to sit down angrily. Everyone was wise. His Majesty, who likes to yell, has long been immune to it,
This majesty yelled at the Swadians, "I won’t play anymore," and it’s not once or twice. In the end, he didn’t even go to the Swadians again with a shy face,
The title of Swadian, the first military power in the mainland, is not blown out. The entire 300,000 knight army allows any mainland country to weigh its own strength, even the fierce northern eagle Coogee Special people have to take a detour,
If it hadn’t been keeping the kingdom of the Eastern warriors in check against each other, and the entire continent had been under the sword of the Swadians, then it would be the turn of the small mountainous country of Vikia to clamor “the bravery of the snow country fighters”
This world is the one who has the big fist, who is the boss, the Swadians beat the Kujites and jumped, and the Kujits beat themselves up, they are the same as the Swadians. The force is superior, and if you really anger the Swadians at this time, moving your fingers will be enough to smash Vicia ten times.
"What should I do? Salad! Living people can't let urine suffocate!"
Guitar III is worthy of being a generation of heroes. It is heartbroken. Life still has to go on. After a period of contemplation on his face, he suddenly stood up from his seat and faced the foreign affairs officer Sasori Cisco who was still kneeling on the ground. Wave your hands vigorously
"Let’s do this, tell the Swadians, as long as we can help Vickia drive away the Kujites, we will give them the three counties east of Ismorola Fort! If they can be destroyed Koujites, I give them the entire Ismorola Fort!"
I heard that my kingdom’s majesty was hysterically erupting "mania" on it again
All the ministers directly ignored the words behind Your Majesty
The morning sun pierced the dense fog, the bright yellow sun was shining on the broken stone wall of the Samor Fortress, the broken swords were scattered on the top of the city, and the dry dark red blood on the female wall exuded a pungent **** smell.
When Fatty led the team to the fortress of Samer, he did not see the Kujites, but saw the sun rising from the east. Hundreds of fragmented corpses blocked the entrance to the gate and the entire gate wall. I was stained dark red by the blood from the corpse,
"What kind of people do you think they are?"
Fatty touched the dry dark blood at the gate of the city. The tragic fighting at the entrance of the city made people like Fatty feel a little sentimental. The corpses piled up here are not so much human as they are **** flesh. More appropriate, the fat man turned his head with emotion and asked the mysterious strange uncle Caesar Sauron who was accompanying him,
"They have parents, relatives, children, lovers like us... But here they are fighters, fighting hard for their families to survive better"
"Warriors? Those Kujites are also what you call warriors?"
Fatty didn’t expect this mysterious spearman Caesar Sauron to have such an understanding. There are not many people who understand his enemy in this strange way~ IndoMTL.com~ Can't help but stare at Caesar Sauron in surprise,
Pointing to the severely deformed and **** corpses scattered in the corners of the city wall, the corpses of the Khergits who have been severely deformed and almost broken into several sections are for themselves. The companion blocked the sharp arrow below, and furiously jumped from the wall of several feet high on the Vikia archer below,
"Yes! They are all outstanding fighters"
Lancer Caesar Sauron nodded affirmatively under Fatty’s surprised eyes, looked at Fatty’s puzzled eyes, and smiled sadly
" The Kujit grassland suffered a severe snowstorm last winter. Ninety percent of the livestock that were kept frozen to death, and Aichamore, who was hoarding food, was also occupied by the Swadians. If Kuji Special people continue to stay on the prairie, no one can survive this cold prairie winter,
The voice of the strange uncle Caesar Sauron paused slightly, put on a helpless look, stretched out his hands and continued,
"The Kujites just made a choice, whether to let themselves die or let others die!"
Fatty is the first time I have heard of such an inside story. It’s no wonder that this year’s Kujites are so fierce and fearless that they swept across the northern part of the kingdom like a violent fire, and they have already been driven to the brink of extinction.
"Everyone rush out!"
The fat man thought of the Kujit commander who was facing a desperate situation and still struggling to strike, thinking of the Kujit cavalry on the mountain road who jumped off his horse to open the life channel for his companions
The hesitation at the beginning has been thrown out of the sky. Death has never made Du Yu clearly identifiable about his future at this moment,
"Yes, everyone has to live. If people die, everything is empty! Only when you live, there is hope"