In the Parada Empire, under the gray sky, the autumn and winter monsoons are constantly blowing the boundless and empty plains.
From what we can see with our eyes, on this land bounded by distant mountains, the main roads and branches outside are as muddy and winding as the veins on the back of a skinny old man's hand. In the farmland, which is overgrown with weeds like psoriasis, you can't even catch a few earthworms willing to squirm. The filthy river flows quietly, and there are no ordinary animals approaching to drink water. They are covered with moss like age spots. Empty houses and dilapidated windmills are filled with monsoon winds. Occasionally, there are loud earthquakes coming from the plains. It must be a building in disrepair that cannot withstand the burden of time and ends its old age in a thunderous collapse... …
Compared to other areas, there is a lack of human life here, leaving a mess.
Half a year!
It only took half a year!
Just half a year!
No one can imagine that half a year ago this place was called "Tamilsona" by the elves, which is a prosperous and rich place in the elven language!
In the past, when Alan Norn and the Griffin Heart Empire were working together, in order to maintain the good relationship between the two camps, the human authorities set up a special zone for the elves in the central region of the empire.
Of course, how could a greedy human noble be willing to give the elves a fertile and fertile land? This so-called Elf Zone is nothing more than an old site that remains from the history of internal wars in the human empire, a devastated, rarely cultivated, small plain in a ravine.
However, the elves did not give up here. The forest goddess granted the elves the ability to communicate with nature and entrusted them with the mission of transforming nature.
Generation after generation of elves came here, and generations of elves cultivated this land, step by step, from overgrown weeds at the beginning to prosperity, prosperity, and a prosperous population, making this land worthy of the "Elf Zone" "The title. The bards who came here to appreciate the scenery not only lamented the local customs and customs here, but also affectionately called it Tamir Sona in their poems and music.
Unfortunately, over the years, the conflict between elves and humans has intensified, and the minions of the Heretic Trial Temple have also set foot on this paradise——
New special zone development,
Extensive land acquisition,
Recruit talents,
Business development…
Like boiling frogs in warm water, in the beginning, the methods used by the black guards were only very official means of population relocation. Group after group of elves believed their lies and left the special zone. They got into the caravan and waited. a better life;
After waiting for a while, there was no news from the elves who left the special zone. Panic gradually spread. The vigilant elves formed large and small groups, wanting to search for relatives and friends, and to find out the truth. Following the tide, the black The guards gathered these dissatisfied elves and openly accused them of unwarranted charges;
In the end, the remaining elves had more or less guessed the truth, but they were unable to resist. They just wanted to escape from here, and they just wanted to return to their homeland. At this time, the black-clothed guards finally tore through the hypocrisy. They wolfed into the flock of sheep, they chased them fiercely, they arrested them unscrupulously, and captured these elves who have been here for generations, again and again, batch after batch!
No one knows where these elves went, and no one knows the final fate of these elves, but people know that after the last elf living in Tamirsona was captured, this elven special area no longer had the same vitality as before.
"The elves left, the elves disappeared, they lived with blessings, they died leaving curses behind!"
Rumors spread like a plague. The elves disappeared, and ordinary people living here began to fear this unfounded curse. In less than half a month, the human residents living in Tamirsona also left this "cursed land".
All that was left was a wasteland, an inaccessible wasteland.
Until the arrival of such a group of people made this wasteland a little more popular——
"dinner time!"
Following the cordial and loud shout from the captain of the logistics team, the soldiers who were immersed in camp, the children who were collecting firewood, and the female workers who were weaving clothes put down their tools one after another and rushed to get in front of the smoke. . Soon, the team captains in the queue stood up one after another, shouting and sounding whips one after another. Only then did the soldiers with yellow faces and thin muscles grumbled resentfully and made way for a long queue of women and children to go first. There was a long line of people waiting in line.
On the high ground a little further away, the well-equipped elites glanced disdainfully at the commotion in the temporary camp. They watched in all directions and listened in all directions. They watched the situation around them vigilantly, confirming that there was not even a bird in the distance. After they didn't want to fly this way, the elites took out the dried meat that was as hard as bark from their arms and chewed it softly. Their hands never stopped, skillfully polishing and oiling the blades beside them.
There is no doubt that this is a patchwork of civilian armed forces.
Among these militiamen, some had no choice but to join the ranks because they were displaced to seek immediate food rations; some were driven by preaching and preaching to pursue their inner beliefs in this troubled world, and some even just acted impulsively for the so-called Righteousness sheds blood.
Regardless of the reason, these former civilians, refugees, mercenaries, and former imperial soldiers finally gathered together and joined this team.
There are indeed many problems caused by stragglers. After all, not everyone has a military background. Thanks to the leadership of the leaders, these militiamen will indeed obey orders, but they inevitably show some confusion and slackness when executing them. And their leader also knew this clearly. Rather than gathering these useless civilian refugees together and instructing them to be cannon fodder, it should be said that he took in these poor people and gave them a home out of benevolence and morality.
In fact, in these troubled times, it is very rare to be able to organize such an armed team without profit, to take in homeless refugees from scratch.
This armed team has two leaders, an excellent warrior and a powerful priest. The warrior leader holds a long sword, his eyes are as bright as emeralds, and his blond hair is half exposed from the worn helmet. The other leader has always been hidden under the cloak and mask. No one knows her name, and no one has seen her true face. Even the warrior leader will only treat her as a professional. Stage title.
And while this group of poor people in troubled times were enjoying the short-term comfort brought by lunch, their two leaders were staring at the uninvited guests in front of them with angry faces, the violent holy fighting energy and surging energy surrounding them. The light element is also constantly showing protest and disgust to the other party!
"...Two generals, please think about it again. The path of the Griffin Heart Empire has gone astray. The filth of the Heretic Trial Temple has made the world ashamed. As the initiator, the Pope must pay the price. Griffin The Heart Empire needs a new leader, as long as you nod, money, connections, intelligence, troops...all the resources needed to complete the great cause, we are willing to provide them free of charge!"
Seeing the "middleman" dancing in front of them, talking loudly and having a charming appearance, the two leaders could no longer suppress the revolt in their hearts.
What righteousness, what gratuitousness, if we rely on these people, the future of the empire will really never be bright!
The people who can stand under this main tent are not ordinary villagers and women who have no power to restrain themselves. They have already seen through the true appearance of this "middleman" hidden under the surface at a glance——
The third-level unit of the order camp, the djinn.
The appearance of the djinn gods is almost the same as that of humans, but they are different from human flesh and blood. Under their blue skin, there is a surging magic power like river waves, a magic core that is comparable to a nuclear battery in another world. Replaces the human heart.
Different from the feet used by humans to walk on the earth, since most of the body structures are embodied by magic power, as long as the djinn is willing, they can have no weight at all, so the real djinn that is usually seen , their upper bodies are blue-skinned humanoids, and their lower bodies are held up by small tornado-like magic clouds. They float in mid-air all year round to save magic power. However, if they see their lower bodies transformed into humanoids walking on the earth with two feet, The djinn must be careful. They were the best among the djinn gods, and their surging magic power made them not care about the long-term consumption of the transformation spell.
These powerful creatures created by ancient alchemy are all living Dharma Gods. When the Djinn Gods gather together to form a standardized army, even vampires have to avoid their sharp edges.
Since the Djinn appears here, it means that the empire behind them, the great Akan, is always watching the Griffin Heart Empire and watching this stormy country!
Oh, great Akan, this is really their specialty!
Instigate civil resistance organizations to fight against the regular army, take the opportunity to obtain intelligence, expand the results of destruction, and gain strategic advantages. If the leader of an organization with weak willpower just nods to them once and obtains the support from these people, he will definitely become more and more dependent on these "wealth from heaven" and eventually become a pawn of the other party, allowing them to be manipulated They instigate!
The affairs of the empire should be managed by the people of the empire. No matter how bad the future is, it is the future of the empire itself. Letting other countries interfere is not called righteousness, it is naked treason!
Sadly, even if they can firmly believe in rejecting the olive branch of the Djinn God, how many resistance organizations can refuse this temptation?
"I say, go back! Put away your boring words and false promises, and go back to your snow mountain temple!"
The warrior leader finally took action, and two beams of fighting spirit passed by the Deng God's side, interrupting the Deng God's speech just right.
It was just a pity that the tent above his head, which had accompanied him on his journey so far, was already crumbling. The vindictive Yu Wei just touched it gently, and the tent was like paper that had been put into a shredder, with patches up and down along with it. The washed tent cloths were scattered and floating in the air, like a colorful snow falling.
"It seems that the negotiations have failed, which is a pity. Two generals, I believe that one day in the future, we will meet again."
…
The genie left, turned into a beautiful parrot, and flew to the horizon, leaving only a messy camp and belated soldiers. With a wave of their hands, the two leaders dismissed the nervous soldiers, leaving them some space to think about the future.
The warrior leader drew his sword and looked around, but he became increasingly confused.
The land left them with nothing but desolation.
"So, Pastor, you brought these lost lambs here with the intention of letting them reclaim this wasteland, right? Just like the efforts of the elven pioneers. But who destroyed this waste? The abundance accumulated through the efforts of generations of elves? Is it the pope who is full of conspiracy? Is it the cruel and decisive black guards? Is it the people who are forced to riot? Or is it all due to those who gave up peaceful dialogue and fought with The army of elves that are constantly fighting in the empire? Priest, answer me, who should be held accountable for my sword!"
"Please calm down, my friend, blaming anyone for their negligence will not change the status quo. Don't give in to the past, the future is still in our hands. Come on, raise your telescope, do you see the city wall in the distance? Go beyond it and go deeper, where our allies are.”
Following the soft female voice and looking into the distance, it was a dead city called Tamir. On the hill behind the city, a fortress stood abruptly at the top.
It is said to be a fortress, but in fact it was the private residence of a wealthy elf businessman in the past. For safety reasons, it was specially built in the style of a military fortress.
The walls of the fortress are extremely strong, and the location is easy to defend but difficult to attack. There are many sentries outside the fortress, and the inside of the fortress is full of secret passages and traps.
However, even with such an excellent fortress, before the Pope issued the order to capture the elves, the wealthy elf businessman had already sensed the unrest and turmoil lurking in the city. He did not choose to defend the fortress, or plot to attack the elf in the near future. The opportunities buried under the coming chaos, but to take away all the wealth that can be taken away early, leave the city of Tamir.
Because of this, this small fortress that had been uninhabited for a long time did not turn into rubble and ashes in countless conflicts like other mansions in the wealthy area, so that the Imperial Army troops who later took over Tamirsona , simply use this fortress as a base camp and set up a command post here.
"Imperial Army?! Pastor, are you serious? Do you really think these bastards who flatter the Pope will join us?!"
"They will, as long as they have faith in their hearts, as long as they also hope that the war will end."
"But that fortress... I dare to assert that if a strong attack is launched, even if you and I do it ourselves, the vast majority of our soldiers will die with them!"
"No, there is no need to attack by force. I can go alone. The Parada Empire is already in dire straits, and no one should be killed or injured in the meaningless internal strife."
"you alone?"
The warrior leader wanted to say something more, but when he met the firm gaze under the mask, he knew that he was powerless to change her diamond-like determination.
"I understand. I will station troops in the edge area and wait for opportunities. Once I notice something unusual, I will lead my troops to storm the fortress. Priest, no sacrifice is allowed. This is an order!"
"Grateful."
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Sorry readers, I stopped updating for half a year due to marriage + job change, etc. My current main job has stabilized, and I will slowly resume updating. I have already completed 3/4 of the chapter, which should (probably) be very long. The ending will come soon, so stay tuned~
