Blasphemy Chapter 10: The decline of society

In total, Schild City has been besieged for five days.

Even Rogge was a little surprised that Schild City could sustain it for so long. However, the intelligence coming back every morning showed that Shild was still standing firm under the attacks of the Serkelis. Rogge immediately decided to turn the army and direct his troops towards the Bolton Pass between the Empire and the Principality of Serkeli. As long as this mountain pass is captured, the Sekelai people's retreat can be cut off. Then they attacked from behind, echoing the city of Schild, forming an encirclement. At that time, all the main forces of the Serkeli Principality can be annihilated in one battle.

Although Rogge led only 10,000 troops this time, not as many as Serkeli, they were all elite soldiers, and there were many strong men in the formation. In addition, since the Serkeli people have been unable to attack Schilde City for a long time, their morale will inevitably be low and their supplies will become increasingly difficult. If they cannot win this battle, Rogge will no longer need to mess around.

But, how does Schild City support it?

After the floating city flew away, Rogge suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. In the past, due to the existence of giant dragons and many powerful men, the battlefield of thousands of miles seemed completely transparent in front of him. The small group of reconnaissance cavalry will naturally be dealt with by strong men, and if the enemy's large group comes to sneak attack, there will always be no return.

Although he can still know the enemy's movements on the battlefield, he no longer has the calmness and control over everything that he once had.

Rogg had just made the battle plan, and then came news that shocked him. Due to excessive losses in the siege of Schilde, the Serkeli people actually withdrew their troops! Rogge immediately sent his army towards Bolton Pass at full speed, hoping to intercept the Serkelis army before they returned to the duchy's territory.

At this time, Fatty had grown up and had the Asrophic Empire as his support. Therefore, his war philosophy at this time was quite similar to that of Henman, a great scholar who specialized in politics between great powers. Henman is most famous for his naked advocacy of great power violence, claiming that only a bigger war can stop war. Therefore, in order to prevent being violated, a country must retaliate wildly for every violation. Some scholars from rival schools once summed up his ideas in two sentences: If someone bites me, I will kill the whole family. Henman burst out laughing after hearing this. Even saying these two sentences completely represented the essence of his theory.

Fat Man could tolerate a temporary defeat, and could even endure the Serklei people's capture of Shild, but he could not tolerate the incoming enemy troops leaving alive, even though it was actually the Asrophic Empire that started the war.

After a day and night of rapid marching, the imperial army finally occupied Bolton Pass before the Serkeli people and built simple fortifications.

The gray Bourton Mountains are winding and winding, rushing from south to north, and suddenly stop in front of the red soil wasteland. The sunset is like blood. It casts a layer of blood on the majestic mountain. The towering cliffs of the mountain pass are approaching, and the howling north wind makes people unsteady. There was a sense of solemnity between heaven and earth.

Roger stood on the top of the peak, looking into the distance. As red smoke began to rise on the horizon, he couldn't help but grin.

At this moment, there is a carnival in the city of Schild.

As soon as the Serkeli people laid siege to the city, Johnstone, the veteran defender of the city, knew that with three thousand weak troops there was no way he could defend the city of Schilde. However, the people of the North have a tough temperament, and Schild City has always been a gathering place for many adventurers, mercenaries and even criminals. Therefore, he made a prompt decision, immediately opened the warehouse, and used a lot of gold coins to recruit adventurers to cooperate in defending the city. Johnstone was also a natural agitator. He did not mention the tragic ending after the city was defeated, but connected the city's destruction with the dignity of northern men.

The old general’s speech was short and powerful, and always ended with a shout: Are you a man? ! Then send those **** of Sekelai back to their hometown!

In just half a day, almost all the adult men in Shield City were assigned a weapon and simple armor, and then climbed onto the city wall.

Once the fighting begins, the ferocity flowing in the veins of the northern man is completely ignited! Above and below the city, the sound of killing shook the sky, and rivers of blood flowed. Everyone is red-eyed and can only fight to the death and not retreat! After arriving, not only were there brave men fighting on the city wall, but some women whose husbands or sons had died also turned into lionesses, pounced and bit their enemies!

When the Sekelai army retreated, there was cheers in the city of Shild. Many men did not bother to bandage the wounds that were still bleeding, nor did they care about the women around them who had been fighting side by side for many days. They unzipped their pants and urinated in the direction in which the Serkeli people were retreating. Only this most vulgar way can express the joy in their hearts.

After the battle, Johnstone not only cashed in all the bounties, but also prepared a large amount of spirits for the meritorious adventurers to drink freely. And he himself was busy caring for the imperial soldiers who died in the battle. Johnstone knew that he had seriously violated imperial regulations by opening the treasury without authorization. If he fell into the hands of Rogge, who was always strict about crimes, there would be only death. Therefore, the old general simply committed the foul to the end, hoping that the pensions of all the soldiers who died in the battle would be distributed before Rogge returned to the army. Although the soldiers Rogge left him were all from the Principality of Are, Johnstone was a real soldier. During the past few days of fighting side by side, he had already loved these soldiers as his own sons.

So these nights, sadness and carnival coexist in the city of Schild.

Amidst the harsh squeaking and grinding sounds of metal, the weather-beaten copper-clad door of the 'Sword Coast' tavern was opened, and a gust of cold wind howled into the tavern. However, the heat was rising in the tavern, and the atmosphere was lively. The drinkers, whose faces were red from drinking, were agitated by the cold wind and shouted happily.

The person who entered the door was a beautiful and proud female warrior. She was dressed in a scarlet warrior uniform, covered with light blue light armor studded with various gemstones, and hanging on her waist was a magnificent long sword that could be called resplendent. As soon as the female warrior appeared, whistles and screams filled the tavern.

For adventurers who live a life of licking blood on the edge of a knife, armor studded with gems is the worst defense, and flashy weapons are just toys for nobles. If the time and place were changed, this kind of woman covered with valuable decorations would be a good prey in their eyes. However, at the moment, there is absolutely no reckless guy who dares to come up and do anything, not even thinking of pretending to be crazy under the influence of alcohol.

These days, the female warrior has been fighting side by side with them at the top of the city. Most people here have seen her power. Even in the most brutal place of fighting, the female swordsman looked calm, as if she was walking in her own garden. Her sword skills are simple and unpretentious, but they are also the most direct and effective. You can see the clear trajectory of every stab, but it only takes one strike to kill the enemy.

Although this rose is beautiful, it is thorny, and every thorn is deadly.

Another factor that prevents these drinkers from messing around is the one-eyed boss Kebitian. During the city defense war, this always low-key tavern owner did not know what kind of feelings were touched, and he recalled the happy times when he was killing people and setting fires. So he casually picked up a tomahawk, went to the top of the city with his upper body naked!

When the one-eyed dragon saw the blood, he was so excited that the scars all over his body shone red! The huge battle ax circled and danced in his hand like a light butterfly. Unlike the majestic female warrior on the other wall, Corbetian never kills the enemy with one axe. As his ax whirled, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Almost every enemy would be slashed by thirty or fifty axes in an instant, and then his throat would be sealed with one axe.

After this battle, those drunkards who had caused trouble in the Sword Coast Tavern would often wake up from nightmares.

The female warrior passed through the crowded wine tables and walked directly to the bar. The adventurers immediately gave her a wide path. No one dared to pat her pert buttocks. The cost of offending her would be at least an arm, and most likely his life.

She stood still in front of the bar, with the corners of her lips slightly curved proudly, staring at the one-eyed boss provocatively. Corbetian was busy instructing the only two maids to count the bottles of wine that the adventurers had drunk, so that he could go back and apply for the wine money from Johnstone. As for the female warrior in front of the bar, he just pretended that he didn't see such a person.

The female warrior tapped her fingers on the bar and smiled: "Copitian, the more you pretend that you can't see me, the more guilty you look!"

The tavern owner snorted reluctantly, one eye gleaming fiercely, staring at the female warrior and said: "Londini! You don't want to be your princess at ease, so you come here even if you have nothing to do with the gophers." What are you doing in the red wasteland without one?"

Lentini's smile became more and more beautiful. Twenty years ago, she knew that the more ferocious the one-eyed dragon looked, the weaker she felt in her heart. She smiled and said: "I never expected that the all-powerful Corbetian would open a tavern in this small town. Are you planning to do a big business again? How many years has this tavern been opened? ?"

Kobidian smiled and said: "It has been fifteen years."

Lentini was startled, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. She asked in disbelief: "Could it be that...after that incident, you have been hiding here and opening a tavern?"

The one-eyed dragon's expression darkened, and he sighed. The fierce light in his eyes disappeared, leaving only endless loneliness. He glanced at Lentini and said calmly: "Since you can find yourself here, you must have something to say. If you have something to say, say it quickly and leave as soon as possible. Of course, don't forget to pay for the drink."

Lentini suddenly said: "I want to go to the south."

Kobidian's face changed slightly and he said: "If you want to go by yourself, what does it have to do with me?"

"You just failed once, and you actually hid and opened a tavern for fifteen years! You have followed Mr. de Klerk for so long, why didn't you learn at all from the teacher's perseverance? You are so Are you afraid of Prosis?"

The tavern owner’s single eye flashed sharply, and then fell silent again. He said calmly: "You were still young at that time, and you didn't know many things that happened back then. But everything has passed, and now I like to be a quiet little boss. Among the teacher's disciples, you and Prosci Si's talent is the highest, and he has created his own unique sword skills. This time you are suddenly determined to go south, are you sure you can restrain his starry sky fighting spirit?"

Lentini shook her head and said: "I didn't find any good way. But I heard that he gave Biluo Xingkong to a young disciple, and that sword appeared in this area. So I rushed there immediately I came here to see if I can **** the Biluo Xingkong. Huh! Without the Biluo Xingkong, Prosis may not be my opponent! In addition, I heard that the magician Nakba is living in seclusion here. I want to He helped me see if there was anything that could be improved on this Lanfeng."

Kobidian shook his head and said: "The Blue Star Sky did appear here, and the person who took it was a very young girl, who seemed to be a disciple of Prosis. But what I didn't expect was She actually also possesses the power of the Holy Realm! Alas, Prosis is such a genius. He can actually teach such a young Holy Realm disciple! But you'd better not have any ideas about Biluo Xingkong. I heard that the girl is Asi Prince Rogg of the Luofik Empire, that guy is not something we can afford to offend. As for Nakba, he is already dead."

"Dead?" Lentini frowned and sighed: "Forget it, just die. Anyway, my Lanfeng is very easy to use. Rogge is the one holding the **** double flags, all the way The guy who captured Tiffany? I heard he's not very old either. Well, the little guy's style is fierce and vicious, which suits me very well. But as long as you help me, why should he stop me from grabbing the blue starry sky?"

Kobidian sighed: "I still want to live for two more years, and I don't want to be an enemy of at least five strong men from the Saint Realm behind him. Don't come to me for this kind of obvious death. ”

"Five Saints! So are the rumors about the floating city and the dragon true?"

"That doesn't matter anymore, does it?"

Lentini looked at Cobitian fiercely, and suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, I will no longer think about the blue sky. But you have to accompany me to the south."

Kobidian sighed and said: "A woman born of love and hatred is really terrible! After so many years, you still want to kill him. But I am almost fifty, and now I just want to save more Money, and then find a quiet place to retire. Besides, I haven’t touched a sword in many years, and I don’t want to use a sword anymore. My martial arts skills have deteriorated so much that I really can’t help you.”

Lentini's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she said angrily: "You are always like this, you don't dare to do anything, you don't dare to take responsibility, and you don't fight for anything. That's why you can't compare to Prosis in everything! You are not You said you no longer want to use the sword, then what is this?"

She slammed her fist on the thick oak bar!

The entire bar was instantly covered with cracks and fine lines, and then shattered into countless irregular small wooden pieces with a crash. With a clang, a rough giant sword with a red copper sheath fell to the ground.

The giant sword was made of unknown metal and craftsmanship. When it came into contact with the bluestone ground, it sounded like a bell, resounding throughout the tavern and overpowering all the noise. All the drinkers were silent for a moment, and all looked at the two of them. But they only saw Lentini and Corbetian staring at each other, occasionally moving their lips, but nothing they said was heard. The drinkers looked at each other, and then they saw Lentini turning back expressionlessly, her eyes sweeping across the audience, and her right hand touching the hilt of the sword intentionally or unintentionally.

Everyone immediately resumed their previous actions, drinking, chatting, and teasing the maid, and the tavern was once again flooded with noise.

Looking at the giant sword that fell to the ground, Corbetian's expression changed rapidly, and his one eye looked a little ferocious under the dancing lights.

"If you help me kill Prosis, I will marry you." Lentini's faint words were like a heavy hammer, which made Corbetian shaken.

At this time, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open violently, and a young man who looked extremely excited rushed straight in front of Corbetian. He noticed the mess on the ground, but was too excited to pay attention to it. He only said to Cobytian: "Uncle! Don't you know yet? Sir Rogge wiped out all the fleeing Serkeli people, and now the army has entered the city. Yes! Hey! I'm going to the military camp tomorrow morning to see if the Prince's army is recruiting new recruits! If I'm lucky enough to be selected into Prince Rogge's guard, that would be great!"

Kobityan slapped the young man **** the shoulder, almost knocking him to the ground, and then said with a smile: "Going to the battlefield is no joke, you are still a little green now."

The young man's face turned red and he argued: "I am already eighteen years old! And I also participated in the defense of the city and killed two Sekelai people!"

Kobidian shook his head helplessly and changed the subject: "Has Lord Rogge entered the city already? How many prisoners has he brought back?"

"Prisoners?" The young man said with some confusion: "I didn't see any prisoners!"

Lentini and Corbetian looked at each other, their expressions changing slightly. Sword Master Feng Lan let out a long sigh and sighed to Cobytian: "This little guy... is really ruthless. It seems you are right, it is better not to provoke him less. What do you think, come with me to the south? ?"

Kobidian picked up the giant sword on the ground and touched it gently with his hand, his face uncertain.

At this moment, at the headquarters of the Tide Legion, Rogge was sitting high in the middle of the meeting hall, his face gloomy, his eyes closed and silent. In fact, he was extremely angry at Johnstone's arbitrary assertion. His plan to attack Tiffany with all his strength, which he had pushed through despite all objections, now looking back, actually had many loopholes.

The Principality of Serkeli, with a sparse population and a small number of troops, dared to send out an overwhelming force to attack Rogge's retreat and besiege Schild City, which was equivalent to a slap on the right side of Rogge's face. And Johnstone opened up his arsenal and defended Schilde City by recruiting mercenaries. In the eyes of those who knew about it, it was undoubtedly a slap on the left face of Rogge who was wielding the imperial code. .

But at this time in Schild City, and even among the troops brought by Rogge from the Principality of Are, Johnstone's prestige had reached its peak. If Rogge wanted to deal with him now, it might trigger a mutiny.

There were faint footsteps outside the hall. Rogge sat upright, put away the gloominess on his face, and put on the brightest smile. After a while, almost all of Rogge's important subordinates had arrived and were lined up on both sides of the meeting hall.

Veteran Johnstone strode in and knelt down in the middle of the hall with a plop. He had already taken off his rank and insignia and placed them neatly on the ground in front of him.

"What is this for?" Rogge frowned. He stood up and trotted all the way to Johnstone. He helped the veteran, whose temples were stained with frost, pick up the rank insignias on the ground one by one, and carefully pinned them to his uniform. When Johnstone was wearing the insignia representing his military rank, Rogge suddenly stopped. He looked at the brass badge decorated with three long swords and represented the colonel, crumpled it into a ball of scrap copper, threw it aside, and then said loudly: "How can the hero of our Tide Legion be just a colonel? What? From now on, you are the major general of the empire! Mei, immediately draft a document to ask for credit from the emperor for General Johnstone!"

Johnstone was extremely surprised. He knew that he was not on good terms with Rogge and had offended him before going to the expedition. Therefore, he originally welcomed Rogge with a death wish. But who would have thought that not only would he not be punished, but he would be promoted? ?

"Lord Rogge! Thank you for your appreciation, but I have violated the imperial regulations after all..." Old Johnstone is a very upright soldier.

Roger laughed for a while, hugged the old general's shoulders affectionately, and said: "Did you violate the imperial regulations? How come I didn't know? Haha, don't worry, the imperial regulations here are by I'll explain. Alas! I'm ashamed to say that I didn't expect that the Serkeli people would dare to outflank the retreat. It seems that I have to ask you for more advice on the battle. Now that the battle situation has been decided, I will leave you with I will send five thousand soldiers to defend Schilde. I will return to the imperial capital tomorrow. After you have arranged the defense of Schilder City, I will grant you a month's vacation. Take the time to go back and see your family! By the way, tonight We should hold a grand reception to celebrate our hero becoming a general of the empire!"

Johnstone finally felt excited. He thought to himself that maybe he had really viewed the young prince with prejudice in the past.

At this moment, Rogge's smile suddenly solidified. He raised his head and sniffed in the air.

"Someone sneaked into the courtyard." Androni leaned on the stone pillar and said leisurely.

"This little guy's sneaking skills are pretty good, but it's a pity that he's a bit murderous. Alas, the young man just can't keep his temper!" Hughes sighed with emotion.

"Two guards just died. This guy is very skilled." Rogge said.

Androni said lazily: "He actually wanted to sneak attack from the main entrance. It's quite clever! He probably wanted to use arrows."

Roger chuckled and said: "It seems that he is coming for me again. But it would be too naive to want to kill me like this, right?"

Androni held the blue starry sky in her hand and said: "After he takes action, I will intercept him!"

All the officers in the hall were confused after listening to the conversation between the three people, and had no idea what they were referring to. Only Mei's face turned pale for a moment, and then returned to normal. However, these slight changes did not escape Rogge's sharp eyes.

A breeze penetrated into the hall through the crack in the door of the chamber. What floated in with the wind was a strange long arrow nearly half a meter long and as thin as a hair, or it would be more appropriate to call it a needle.

Its target was Johnstone's back, but Rogge had no doubt that with its penetrating power, it could easily pass through the old general's body and then get into his own body.

The fat man pulled Johnstone aside, then stretched out his hand to grab the hair-like long arrow between his two fingers. The black color on the arrow quickly dyed Rogge's fingers as if it was alive. The fat man smiled faintly and twisted the thin arrow with two fingers. The thin arrow was crushed into pieces, and the black air on his fingertips quickly faded away.

Although the poison on the arrow is already extremely powerful, any poison that cannot kill a giant dragon will not be able to kill Fatty.

At some point, Androni disappeared from the hall.

A brilliant blue light suddenly flashed in the night sky outside the window, and then a faint groan came.

Mei's face turned completely white, but she bit her lips gently to add a little blood to her gray lips, and then her complexion returned to normal.

Androni quietly slipped in from the window and threw the tall man in black clothes on the ground. Rogge stepped forward and kicked the man over. When he saw the man's face clearly, he was startled for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

The fat man squatted down, patted the man's unusually handsome face with his hand, and smiled as warm as the spring breeze: "Isn't this Master Lei Luo? If I remember correctly, you are a great poet and an excellent latent person. The killer, the outstanding killer, and the dream lover of girls in the entire empire! How could such a great person suddenly fall to such a low level? Hehe, hehe, haha! Is there any special reason for you to act so rashly? It doesn't matter, this is It's a long way to the imperial capital, so we have plenty of time to talk carefully."

Lei Luo groaned a few times, but couldn't say anything. Several crystal stars would pop out from almost every joint on his body from time to time. Under the erosion of the extremely vicious Starry Sky Dou Qi, Lei Luo tried his best, but he could only hold on and not faint. From a purely trapping point of view, only the top-level magic confinement technique can be better than the starry sky fighting spirit. For those who are trapped in the fighting energy of the stars for a slightly longer period of time, all aspects of their body functions will be greatly damaged. Of course, neither Androni nor Rogge would worry about Lei Luo's health.

Facing this smug fat man, Lei Luo was already determined to kill the thief and was unable to save himself. Mei's expressionless face suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye. Her skin color has always been very fair, but in the past it was a shining white, and now it is sickly pale.

Lei Luo felt anxious and painful, and finally fainted.

The sky in Richelieu was gloomy and heavy, with large swaths of snowflakes falling in the sky. This fashion was in the afternoon, and what little light there should have been was blocked by extremely thick lead clouds. Both the streets and the houses were lit up with various lighting sources one after another. Under the gloomy sky above the city, it seemed like morning and dusk were reversed.

The Imperial Prime Minister Straw opened the window of his study. The cold wind and icy snowflakes that hit his face made him sober, but it could not alleviate the uneasiness and irritability deep in his heart. In the past six months, there have been a lot more gray hairs on his head, and his face has gradually lost its look. He still holds the power of the empire, and the power in his hands is still strong. After making timely decisions and abandoning his former allies Yunxiao City and Frederick, he still stands firm in the imperial political arena.

But he knew that deep cracks had appeared in the foundation of the power building he had worked so hard to build for many years. Straw was originally the most brilliant architect in the building of power, but now he finally felt powerless.

Every battle report from the southeastern front affects his nerves. The mysterious floating city, the legendary dragon, and the fluttering **** flags all reminded him that the fat man who walked out of the mountains and relied on betrayal and betrayal to make a fortune had now grown into a monster in the imperial political arena. . This is an opponent that must be taken seriously, rather than a little person who can be manipulated at will.

Floating city and gap in the abyss, these two terms do not linger in Straw's mind. He suddenly felt a severe headache. In the eyes of the gods and demons, perhaps the human race is as small as ants. The conspiracies played by ants, no matter how highly intelligent they are, are just ridiculous and ridiculous tricks in the eyes of these transcendent beings.

Then, Straw secretly thought, was he overestimating his abilities in trying to use the power of the Abyss Demon?

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the butler who had served Straw for many years walked into the study and reported: "Sir, Chief Steward Sarah Winger wants to see you! He is already waiting for you in the living room."

Straw was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm and he said calmly: "I'll be there right away."

In the living room, the old manager's cloudy and dull eyes looked at Straw without any expression. Under this gaze, the elegant and calm smile that the Imperial Prime Minister was proud of slowly disappeared.

"Lord Straw, your Prime Minister's Palace seems not to be very clean recently!" The old steward finally spoke, and there was a biting wind in his feeble voice, which penetrated deep into Straw's heart. , almost freezing his internal organs.

"Master Steward, I don't quite understand what you mean." Straw forced a smile.

The old steward sighed: "Sir Straw~IndoMTL.com~ My meaning is already very clear, very clear. But I can make it more clear. If one day, a few Bato suddenly appear in the imperial capital If it’s a demon, I’m afraid it will be difficult for everyone.”

Pa! The teacup in Straw's hand shattered to pieces on the ground.

The old steward sighed: "Once you do something, you have to pay the corresponding price, whether you are willing or not. Lord Straw, you have always been the pillar of the empire, and you must have considered these before making a decision. I must have a solution. It's just that I'm old, and old people always like to be wordy. I still want to ask you, do you need me to help you think of a solution on this matter?"

Straw's hands were shaking violently. He looked up at the roof, obviously having a hard time making a decision.

After being silent for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said: "I can handle this little thing myself, so I won't bother the manager."

Sarah Winger nodded and sighed: "Lord Straw... don't make a bigger mistake just to make up for one mistake!"

After seeing off the old manager, Straw returned to the study alone.

He suddenly fell down on the sofa, his face haggard, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.