Power and Empire Chapter 1245: Wind and rain come together (1)
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" Your lord also knows the Sukhs in the Black Forest? "Orus looked up in surprise when he heard the fat man's words. He really didn't expect this foreign inspector who was not a Salander to know Su The existence of Croats
"I have been to Emu Tuo, the hinterland of the Black Forest this year! There was only a battle there a few months ago, and you may have heard about it." The fat man looked at the sea in the distance, and seemed to meditate on something , Responded casually, but didn't notice Orus's eyes that were about to stick out
" What the lord said, but the battle of Ebony that annihilated the 50,000 troops of Ferrantic! Was the lord present at that time?" Orus looked nervous and said with a trembling voice,
"Well, I was just sitting on the sidelines"
Fatty groaned indifferently, and corrected it. "And the two sides in the fight did not have as many troops as the rumors. The Sukh only had 3,000 troops, mainly elite assault hussars, while Ferrantick's side , But just some believers with chaotic combat power. After the war, the captives are 20,000 people."
"20,000 captives?" A trace of loss flashed across Orus’s face, with a strange look, and with some cautious and curious tone, he said, "I heard many businessmen say that the battle was actually In a cooperation between the Sukhs and the Imperial Army, the Sukhs first dragged Ferrantic’s army, and then at the most critical moment, the Imperial Army defeated Ferrantic’s main force in one fell swoop..."
"It’s not the last cooperation, it can only be regarded as the relationship between the hunter and the bait!" The fat man curled his mouth slightly, as if thinking of something, suddenly raised his head. "Such detailed rumors, it should be more than just rumors, isn’t it? Have you been to the Black Forest?"
The cold light flashing through Fatty’s eyes is as sharp as a sword, and it penetrates people’s hearts. Seeing this scene, Orus felt the cold hair exploded. Is that still a human eye? Domineering, unavoidable gaze, completely similar to the gaze that masters life and death
"No... No!" Orus was frightened and sweated, waved his hand quickly, and said in a panic, "How could I have been to that terrible place? For us Sarandians, black The forest has always been a taboo. It is synonymous with robbers, gangsters, liars, murderers, prison fugitives, and exiled aristocrats. Just mention it, and it can make people scared. Even if you give me ten courage, I can't possibly Go in that place!"
"Then why are you so concerned about that battle?" The fat man looked at Orus with a solemn expression. He also knew that Ferrantick had a great influence in the South. Believers like Orus were in the South. It’s not a small number. It’s just that with Ferrantick’s defeat in the Battle of Umuto, the Imperial Army gradually controls the south, and these former believers basically disappeared.
I didn’t expect that in this place, I would unexpectedly encounter one. The fat man had also read the classics of the Sky Temple, and realized that this is at best a reformist of the Sky Temple, and it really means the savior. Far apart
But Orus apparently disagrees with the fat man’s statement. His eyes flickered and his face grimly replied, "Doctrine is not important, but people are important. Ferrantick was all who claimed to have received the oracle from the sky at the time. Among the people, the only one who proposed to save the 200,000 people who were trafficked to the southern part of a foreign country was the surrender of God. At that time, even the Sky Temple was deliberately avoiding this incident. The entire southern part of Salander chose to be silent, only Fei Rantic insisted stubbornly alone, just like his respectable ancestor,
From the establishment of the country in the south of Salander to the dispatch of troops to Normandy to rescue everyone, he even put forward a series of very detailed plans. Many people laughed at him as a whimsical, but I don’t think so,
The panic expression flashing in Orus’ eyes seemed to hide something, with an embarrassing smile at the corners of his mouth, his right hand wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Actually, there is nothing, I only care about the scene in the Black Forest. The battle is entirely because our family knows a secret in the Black Forest, and there is another person who knows this secret, and that is Ferrantick. Our family has been Mamunuk, the servant of the Ferran family for generations."
"Ferantick's obedience..."
The fat man’s expression slowed down, and the breath of reigning over the world faded away. He couldn’t see the element of lying in Orus’s eyes. He didn’t expect that he would meet Feilan’s obedience here, but that’s a mention. In response to his interest, at that time, Ferrantick's heavy forces against Eumto in the Black Forest didn't seem to be as simple as finding a base area. Could it have something to do with this secret?
"What's the secret?" Fatty decided to ask clearly,
Under the fat man’s blazing gaze, Orus felt a shuddering timidity from the inside. He hesitated for a while before uttering a fierce sentence. "It is said that the cost of building the temple Prophet Lan was not a Salander, but an outsider from an unknown area. In the hands of Prophet Ferran, he held some important secrets that could change the entire continent, and this secret was eventually buried in the Black Forest!"
"As for what it is, I don't know, my family is just a small obedient!"
or feel that such an answer is unconvincing, Oros gritted his teeth and said, "It is precisely because of this that I once believed that Ferrantick would become the true savior of our Salander, but it is a pity that he Failed!"
" is Prophet Ferran again..."
The fat man rolled his eyes helplessly. He remembered Palschenna’s beautiful and slender back, which was painted with tattoos of various geographical patterns, and the original source of that pattern was also from Prophet Ferran,
This is a mystery. From the sky stele of the holy city in the northern grassland to the endless sea chart circulating in the Sarand Temple in the south, it seems that there is always a mysterious force running through this continent, or some advanced civilization exists. The remnants of the past,
Fatty thinks this way, but it is just a certain civilization left over to this world. If this leftover can be turned into real power, it is another matter!
" The power that shakes the continent! "The fat man licked his lips and determined to go to the Black Forest himself, but he also thought that Orus’ words, and at the same time confirmed it from the side, that the Salanders had never forgotten that. The 200,000 compatriots who were looted to another continent by Normandy. This national sentiment containing grief, anger and depression is like a volcano that will erupt at any time. Proper guidance may not be good news for the empire. If you want to go to Normandy, you must Hit Antoros,
Behind Antorus, there are even more powerful opponents. What this war will bring, no one knows. Originally, the fat man was a little worried about the Salander’s reaction to this matter. After all, Salander just Not long after peace, not everyone hopes that a war will break out in the vicinity immediately, but now the fat man can be sure that the victory of the Antoros naval battle is profitable, and it should greatly arouse the love and fighting spirit of the Salanders, and let this be full. The humiliated and grief-stricken nation quickly became a sharp knife of the empire and voluntarily integrated into the empire’s system.
"If the empire broke out another war against the sea for the sake of these 200,000 compatriots, what would you do?" The fat man's voice stopped, and he decided to test it out and asked in a more serious tone. "What I said was very tragic. Kind of, it is likely to cause the death of tens of thousands of soldiers, and may even recruit soldiers from southern Salander! If this is possible, how many Salanders do you think will participate in the war"
"I don't know about others, but I can be sure that I will go to war, even if it's just an ordinary soldier!" Orus did not hesitate, and answered very firmly. "Although it sounds ridiculous, but that's it. I believe that many Salanders should be like me. A country must first have things that make its citizens feel convinced and admired! That is where the soul of a country lies. The original Salander is because too many people enjoy themselves. In the powerful and prosperous drunkenness and nihilism, I completely forgot the hardships of my ancestors when the country was founded, so I suffered such an unbearable humiliation! And as long as the 200,000 compatriots who have suffered because of the war can be saved, they will be killed in battle. In a foreign land, the corners of our lips will also have a proud smile"
The fat man looked at Orus without making a sound. The Salanders are also famous for their romance and perseverance~IndoMTL.com~ or their overly humiliating history, so this nation needs a chance to be reborn from the ashes,
"My lord, urgent report"
At this time, a black-clad guard came from behind and handed a document that he had just received to the fat man.
" Tsk, this woman, it’s really a touch of affection when she started her hands." The fat man took the report and looked at it, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This is a letter from Caesar Sauron from the south of Vijay. The letter handed over contained only a few words "On December 5, the Hulun Nationality announced the dissolution of the Presbyterian Church!"
"It's really rain and wind!"
The fat man sighed deeply, twisted the report into a ball and threw it into the sea with white wolves in front of him. The result of the Hulun tribe had long been expected, and it was possible at any time under the surrounding army. It is a situation where the thunder is overwhelming. As long as the Hulun clan is not a fool, he will make the right decision. I just put a strong posture to the patriarch Hu Lun, and the other party’s response is the same resolutely.
"Reply back and pay close attention!"
Fatty said to the guard behind him, staring at the distant sea with some dark clouds floating in the distance, and strongly disbanded the presbytery! Is this a kind of submission? Still compromise? Or maybe it's taking advantage of it, within the Hulun clan,
Under this turmoil, there must be a lot of power changes influencing. It seems that under the calm and calm, a storm is likely to be brewing. If you are not careful, the southern waters of Vicia may become a battlefield. , (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. )