Blasphemy: 11 Wangxiangshang
Chapter 11 After a rough journey to the countryside, Rogge finally made it back to the imperial capital Richelieu. After he changed out of his tattered robe, he immediately went to see the boss, Sarah Winger.
At this time, his energy and physical strength were almost reaching their limit, and Androni was far away in Oracle City, so when he met the old manager, the fat man could take some time to rest. Because as long as Rogge is in the imperial palace, the wrath of the goddess of nature will not occur.
It was late at night.
In a remote room in the Imperial Palace, the old manager was sitting safely in a chair, looking at Rogge expressionlessly with a pair of cloudy eyes. The dim magic flame kept jumping, and the dim yellow light made every wrinkle on the old manager's face appear particularly clear. It seemed that this waning old man might fall to the ground and sleep forever.
Rogge had no courtesy or greetings with the old manager. The less you say in front of this unfathomable old man, the less mistakes you make. So getting straight to the point is a good choice.
He frowned, opened his mouth, and spat out a large piece of dark brown moss. The unbearable stench immediately filled the entire room.
But the old manager’s cloudy eyes immediately brightened up!
He stretched out his bony hand and took the piece of moss tremblingly. He clicked a few times in the air with his other hand, and several light **** immediately lit up. Bright rays of light staggered down from different angles, illuminating every corner of the moss, leaving no shadow.
Roger was a little shocked. These light **** are not magical light, but are condensed from fighting spirit, and they are attributeless fighting spirit that does not have the function of emitting light. It's just that these fighting spirits are so condensed that they emit dazzling brilliance. Although this move is not as strange and unpredictable as the one when testing the wrath of the goddess of nature that day, it is still a rare magical skill.
After a long time, the old manager let out a sigh of relief. He raised his head and said slowly: "I can't believe that you are willing to go to the Dragon Cemetery."
"If you can get Dragon Bone Grass for the Emperor, no matter how dangerous it is, it's worth it."
The old manager nodded, he stood up, took out a black silk satin box, and carefully put the dragon bone grass inside. Then he sat down again.
The house is still filled with the lingering stench, but it is the stench coming from the keel grass. Dragon bone grass is extremely precious and beyond the reach of ordinary people. For many old people who are approaching the end of their lives, even a little smell of keel grass is good.
The old manager pondered for a moment, and finally spoke: "The last time the empire went into the dark forest, the purpose was precisely for the dragon bone grass that only appeared in the Dragon Cemetery. The emperor was ambitious, and the ambition of his youth was not half completed. Of course, I don’t want to sleep like this. In fact, the empire has already known about the dragon cemetery in the deepest part of the dark forest, but it has never sent troops. The real reason why they can march this time is that the druid of Yunxiao City said that they can pray to the goddess of nature. Divine power suppresses the flame tyrant who has been living in the cracks of the abyss since ancient times. If you want to enter the Dragon Cemetery, you must pass through the territory of the flame tyrant. If the druids can successfully suppress the flame tyrant, the imperial army will use most of its soldiers The life of the Dragon Tomb attracted the attention of the cemetery guards, and then the strong men attacked the cemetery and took out the dragon bone grass. Alas, but before the army reached the territory of the flame tyrant, they were already defeated by the endless monsters in the dark forest. Tragic. Hey! The druid couldn't even suppress these monsters, so how could he suppress the master of the dark forest, the flame tyrant in the gap of the abyss? The emperor was suspicious of this, so he ordered the withdrawal on the spot. I thought that in my lifetime, It is impossible to see the dragon bone grass."
The old manager seemed a little tired after speaking such a long speech. He took a few breaths before continuing to ask: "I can see that you have made great achievements in necromancy magic. How could you hide this from Dragon Tomb?" It is still possible to guard the cemetery, but how did you escape the attention of the Fire Tyrant and cross his territory?"
Rogge said: "Sir Sarawenge, the villain has better luck. This time the flame tyrant left the abyss gap for some unknown reason. So I was able to easily cross his territory and retrieve it for the emperor. Dragon bone grass."
The old manager nodded and said: "With your current magic power, I think you can't appease the cemetery guardian of Dragon Tomb, so you should have sneaked into the cemetery. You are willing to take such a big risk to enter the dark forest, your loyalty to the empire It’s already very clear. Don’t worry, I will faithfully convey this loyalty to the emperor.”
Roger was overjoyed and immediately saluted and thanked him.
At this time, several bright douqi light groups in the room had disappeared, and the room returned to darkness. The old manager's sharp eyes turned cloudy again. He leaned lazily on the back of his chair. Hearing the howling night wind outside the window, he slowly said: "Winter is coming."
Roger was startled and could only continue vaguely: "Yes, you must pay attention to your health..."
The old manager seemed not to have heard what Rogge said and said to himself: "Winter is the cruelest season in the north. On the snow-covered land, there is no food and no grass for cattle and sheep to eat. Every winter, the Northland No one knows how many young lives on the earth will be abandoned in the snowfields, allowing them to become food for snow wolves. When the spring season comes, the only major thing for the tribes wandering in the northern land is to provide food for the next winter. Be prepared. The north is different from the wealthy south. Behind all the killings, bloodshed and wars here, there is actually the simplest reason, food."
As Rogge listened, fine cold sweat began to break out on his forehead. As soon as the old manager stopped speaking, he immediately asked: "Now that the empire is strong, as long as you have money, you can exchange it for food."
"In times of crisis, food can save lives, but gold coins cannot be eaten."
Rogg nodded heavily and sighed: "But it's winter now... It seems that the only thing I can do is ask for help from my friends."
"In winter, food comes first. Although there are indeed friendships that transcend life, the basis of most friendships is still based on the quicksand of interests." The old manager said in a deep and hoarse voice. It struck Rogge's heart time and time again.
Rogge was silent for a long time, and finally said: "My wisdom is shallow and I really can't think of a solution. I have to ask you to show me a way."
"There is a kind of blue-backed magic wolf in the wilderness. In winter, they can move thousands of miles and hunt everywhere for food. If they can't find food and endanger the survival of the entire group, the wolves will fight for it within the pack. The battle for the position of the Wolf King. The weak ones will be eliminated as a result, and will become food for other survivors. Therefore, no matter how long the winter is and how scarce the food is, the blue-backed demon wolf can always survive in the northern wilderness, but in a It’s unclear whether the wolf king changed several times during the winter, or whether it was still the original one.”
Rogg nodded and said: "I understand, let's prey first! It's just that some of the original friends may have different ideas. Their voices are still very loud."
"When night comes, everyone will rest, and the same goes for the Emperor. As long as the sound is not too loud, you will not wake up the Emperor."
Seeing that the old manager looked a little tired, Rogge resigned.
As he was going out, Rogge suddenly thought that he didn't know if the old manager would keep some dragon bone grass for his own use. Humans tend to have much shorter lifespans than other intelligent races. However, the relationship between the simultaneous growth of strength and lifespan that is very obvious in other intelligent races is not reflected at all in the strong human beings.
Judging from historical records, some people who are also strong in the Holy Realm can live for hundreds of years, while others have a lifespan similar to that of ordinary people. It seems that I need to consult the old fox Xius about this issue in the future. This not only helps Fatty understand more about the world of these mysterious old guys, but also gives him a clear understanding of the enemy's strength.
When he thought of Hughes, Rogge couldn't help but hate him. This old guy comes and goes when he wants, and appears and disappears every day. Since he hasn't appeared for such a long time, I don't know what he has been doing.
After returning to his residence, Rogge immediately began to deal with government affairs. His trip to the Dragon Tomb took a lot of time, so when he came back, various documents, secret reports, and letters had piled up.
He rummaged through the letters for a long time and pulled out two secret letters. One was written by Prince Kerry of the Principality of Leyton, and the other was written by Duke Doriac. The contents of the two letters were largely the same. They responded enthusiastically to Rogge's request to purchase grain from both places a month ago, saying that they were mobilizing grain and would be able to transport enough grain into the Principality of Are before the end of the year.
Roger smiled coldly and threw the two letters into the brazier beside the table.
Since Rogge stepped out of the Central Mountains, the Principality of Arei has been hit by wars one after another. After the Holy Alliance collapsed and the principality was merged into the Asrofic Empire, the rebellion in the war zone led by Bauhinia Butterfly severely damaged the vitality of the principality. Since then, the militaristic policy implemented by Adele has mobilized a large number of young and middle-aged people for military training, and to a large extent, large areas of farmland have been abandoned.
After annexing several countries one after another, the Principality of Are not only expanded its territory several times, but its population also expanded several times. But the flames of war scorched the earth, and the pasture and wheat were trampled by horses' hooves into a mess. As the autumn harvest season was approaching, Rogge suddenly realized a serious problem. His people would have to face a winter of hunger and cold.
In fact, Rogge didn't care about these internal affairs at all, but after Shilai's death, Adele, who lost her child, had no interest in government affairs. Without these two major boosts, all the shortcomings of the old and complicated bureaucracy of the Principality of Are were exposed, such as forming cliques for personal gain, reporting good news but not bad news, deceiving superiors and concealing subordinates, and so on.
The severe situation of extreme food shortage was reported to Rogge by Horn, who was in charge of intelligence. However, although General Horn is capable and loyal, he is busy laying out and consolidating the intelligence network. This matter is equally important to the principality.
And on the other hand, Horn is a very good hunting dog, but not a diligent working ox. He is not suitable for government affairs.
Roger stood up and walked around the room with a gloomy face. Behind him, a chair quietly stretched out and turned into more than a dozen cat-like monsters. Their fangs over two inches long protruded from their mouths, and they pounced on Rogge's back with light and silent steps.
Rogg suddenly turned around and shouted. More than ten little ferocious beasts were immobilized on the spot, unable to move! Only one escaped the shackles of magic and rushed forward with a roar!
The fat man sneered, stretched out his hand to catch the ferocious beast, and with one force, tore it into two pieces! Despite this, the anger in Rogge's heart still could not be vented. He strode forward, one by one with his kicks, crushing the ferocious beasts that were held in place by magic, and then he felt the bad breath in his chest.
The fat man breathed heavily for a while, and then his angry heart calmed down a little. He walked to a large map of the empire and surrounding areas hanging on the wall, and carefully thought about the future situation.
Three days later, Rogge was unexpectedly summoned into the imperial palace.
In the Maple Leaf Hall of the Imperial Palace, which is famous for its late autumn beauty, more than a dozen of the empire's most important officials are already sitting inside. On the throne in the center, Emperor Feuerbach looked rosy and energetic, as if he was ten years younger. The emperor was obviously in a very good mood and was chatting and laughing with his ministers.
Rogge entered the Maple Leaf Hall under the guidance of the waiter and sat at the bottom. The door to Maple Leaf Hall then closed behind him.
The emperor looked around the audience and said: "Not long ago, Duke Frederick suddenly fell seriously ill and died. You all already know the news. I have called you here this time to discuss the 'tide' The ownership of the legion and the battle strategy of the southeastern front of the empire. You don’t have to have any scruples and speak freely! Alexander, let’s start first!”
After thinking for a while, Alexander began to state the strategy of the empire's southeastern front. He spoke eloquently for a long time, but did not mention a word about the 'Tide' Legion. What Pompeo talked about next was all about strategy and tactics, completely avoiding the ownership of the 'Tide' legion. After Pompey, all the ministers followed suit and avoided talking about the 'Tide' legion.
After all the ministers had finished speaking, it was finally Rogge’s turn. Although Fatty wanted to fight back to the south, he had not considered the strategic issues of the southeastern front at all. Before Frederick committed suicide, it had nothing to do with Rogge. However, the fat man was able to cope with this situation. He copied here and there, copied all the points that everyone had agreed on before, and presented them as his own. In this way, although he will not be able to excel in any way, he will never make a fool of himself on this unprepared issue.
Seeing that everyone was ‘speaking freely’, Emperor Feuerbach coughed, and the Maple Leaf Hall was immediately silent.
"The 'Tide' Legion was divided into two. The 1st, 23rd and 3rd Corps were placed under the command of Pompey, and together with the Poseidon Legion were responsible for attacking the Lucerne Principality Alliance. The 456th Corps was commanded by Rogge, and four more were transferred from the Principality of Are. Ten thousand troops, responsible for attacking the Principality of Cercle and the Delaware Empire. This appointment takes effect immediately! Rogge, Pompey, you each go back to prepare, and you will arrive at the frontline station in a month. That's it!"
Before the astonished ministers could speak, Emperor Feuerbach stood up and left. The old manager who always followed the emperor gave Rogge a meaningful look when he left.
Not only were the faces of the powerful ministers full of astonishment, but even Rogge himself was open-mouthed, completely unable to believe the order just issued by the emperor.
The three major armies of the empire have been fighting for many years, and the armies are all elite soldiers with extremely strong combat capabilities. The 'Tide' Legion has 80,000 soldiers, and its combat power can be imagined. Most of the special units and military mages in the 'Tide' legion are allocated to the first, second and third corps. In terms of troop strength, the first three corps also account for 50,000 people. But the last three corps with 30,000 soldiers are also a huge force. In the eyes of the Imperial people, the new rookie troops in the Rogge Principality were only assigned to the 'Tide' Legion to dig forts and carry ordnance. If you really want to go into battle to kill the enemy, I'm afraid the effect will be more negative.
Rogge is also self-aware in this regard. Except for less than 10,000 veterans in the Principality of Are, they are all newly recruited soldiers who have not been trained enough. The Dark Side of the Moon, Tickton warriors and Spartan knights combined totaled less than 2,000 people. In a large-scale war, this number is simply not enough to turn the tide of the war. Therefore, Emperor Feuerbach asked Rogge to mobilize 40,000 troops from the principality to the southeastern front, just to give him a step up.
In fact, there is another hidden meaning in this. According to the imperial tradition, when the subordinate troops are recruited for an expedition, the military supplies, equipment, salaries and pensions of the mobilized troops will all be borne by the empire. Normally, this expense is nothing to a vassal country, but for the Principality of Are, whose treasury is currently empty and its granaries are at the bottom, this is simply equivalent to the empire paying to help Rogge raise 40,000 troops.
In addition to providing help in times of need, Rogge could not think of a better adjective at this moment.
Rogge, who controls a country, was already one of the most powerful ministers in the empire. Now he has acquired the most elite 30,000 "Tide" warriors, and his power has immediately reached a new level. The eyes of the powerful officials looking at him were completely different now. But on the faces that suddenly became much more enthusiastic, the deep doubts could not be concealed.
How could half of the empire's most elite legions be suddenly handed over to a surrendered general who had served the empire for less than a year?
Although they were confused, the result was irreversible. However, these treacherous and cunning guys only looked at the results and did not care about the process. Once they saw Rogge's power increasing, they immediately changed their faces.
Pompeo and Rogge left the Maple Leaf Hall side by side. He said affectionately: "Sir Rogge, I really didn't expect to be able to fight alongside you again so soon. Frederick spent more than ten years unable to do it. We may not be able to do it! Mr. Rogge, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders, but you must work hard! Don’t let me steal the Delaware Empire first and take away the credit!”
Rogg laughed and said with a hint of heroism: "Don't worry, Mr. Pompey! I won't take it lightly. But having said that, you should also be careful about the few small principalities in your hands falling into my hands!"
The two of them talked and laughed as they walked outside the palace. When approaching the gate of the imperial palace, Pompey finally distanced himself from Roger and said goodbye. Rogge knew that Pompeo knew very well that he had been struck by the wrath of the goddess of nature. As long as he took a few more steps toward the gate of the Imperial Palace, the mysterious power of the imperial palace that suppressed the wrath of the goddess of nature would disappear.
It seems that Pompey was very aware of the existence and scope of this mysterious power. Outside of this power, staying with Rogge becomes a very dangerous thing.
Looking at Pompeo's leaving figure, the fat man still had a slightly proud smile on his lips, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes.
As soon as he returned home, Rogge immediately sent several secret letters to the principality, instructing Bauhinia Butterfly to immediately organize his army, pick up 40,000 potential recruits, and prepare to march to the southeastern front of the empire. On the other hand, Rogge sent people to find Dulin's whereabouts in the Central Mountains. He needed to confirm the results of his survey and whether he had defected.
The fat man hesitated for a while and finally wrote the third secret letter. The letter asked the Ticton warriors and the Spartan Knights to prepare for war and to accompany the army as soon as he arrived in the principality.
After Rogge prepares to return to the City of Oracle, he will bring all the elven troops with him. ~IndoMTL.com~ Once these elite troops are lost, it will cause him great pain. However, although Rogge did not believe the nonsense that poets often said, "A soldier's fate is to sleep on the battlefield," if he did not experience the baptism of war from time to time, no matter how powerful the army was, it would slowly become mediocre.
He is deliberately planning to open the door to the south and use the power of the wild warriors from the north to defeat his former opponents.
In fact, Rogge himself is a little unclear now. The reason that has supported his crazy pursuit of strength and power for so long is the love that suddenly broke out at the beginning, or the paranoia that has become a habit for a long time.
The jumping rhythm of the magic flames in the room suddenly changed a little.
Roger's pupils shrank, and he was still reading the document as if nothing had happened. He seemed completely unaware that someone had quietly sneaked into the magic barrier he had set up.
At this moment, there is no strong person around Rogge, but the level of those who come does not seem to be ridiculously high. Besides, the wrath of the goddess of nature is a double-edged sword. Although it threatens Fatty's life all the time, it is equally dangerous for anyone entering its range. The person approaching does not know which piece of clothing or equipment on his body will be activated by the divine power of the goddess of nature. If the strength is insufficient, even his skin and internal organs may become victims of the wrath of the goddess of nature.