Arad's unruly savior
Chapter 1748 Big is justice
Chapter 1748 Big is justice
"kill!"
A sharp long sword pierced a soldier's chest, and the hot blood quickly stained his thin yew light armor red, and the lively look in his eyes gradually dimmed.
Both are citizens of the empire, but now they are waving swords at each other, and such tragic situations are happening every minute on the battlefield.
A person who was alive one moment, is lying on the ground the next moment and gradually turns cold.
The ever-living time is reduced to zero.
The First Prince lost his mind for a short time due to the overpowering power, thinking that he could overthrow the empire that had been glorious for hundreds of years, but after many battles he suddenly realized that the price for obtaining this power was very heavy.
And only by relying on the three legions that followed him, how can they match up to the empire, which has a menacing army of nearly 80 once assembled.
But now he is already on the verge of riding a tiger, and the power he possesses at the peak of the legendary realm is his last confidence.
"Follow the tyrannical and senseless emperor, your sacrifices are meaningless, you are not fighting for happiness and tomorrow, you are just wasting your life on the battlefield, that emperor, he dare not even step out of the gate of Veltalon. "
The first prince's hair was messy, and there was a trace of scarlet in his eyes. The gorgeous and expensive gentleman's clothes were stained with blood, which was sprayed from the neck of the enemy.
He already understood the crux of the empire's problem, which was that the nobles controlled most of the resources, including promotion channels, and practicing secret techniques... making it too difficult for ordinary people to get ahead.
Let’s count the geniuses of the empire in recent years, including Barn Bashunt, the dead research director Halena, the missing genius noble swordsman Cruise, and the hunter Max who died at the Red Moon Festival.” "Treason" duelist Shiku and so on.
The empire has outstanding people, and there are not no geniuses, but compared to the huge population of the empire, it is really not enough.
And most of them are already unlucky, such as Cruise and Harena, whose tragedies could have been completely avoided, one because of the stubborn aristocratic thinking, and the other because of Leon's transfer experiment.
"If I were king, I would definitely break the monopoly of the nobles, sort out the bloated and stubborn political system, and disclose the secret martial arts of each family in the form of an academy. I will carry out a big change in the empire!"
The voice of the First Prince resounded with high spirits and excitement throughout the battlefield. More than 20 people were fighting on the edge of the Grayland Desert. The flowing blood made the sand sticky. For a moment, life seemed worthless.
Although the three legions headed by him fell into a disadvantage, he did have the moral justice and confidence. What Leon did was hard to convince the public.
Relying on their ancestral foundations, the nobles live in splendid clothing and fine food, spend a lot of time drinking and drinking, and block powerful secret martial arts. This is a manifestation of class rigidity.
Emperor Lyon actually made a certain degree of reform, such as promoting the rookie Earl of Barn, and waiving the rights of some dukes and dignitaries, but it was far from the level of a major blood change.
The words of the eldest prince at this moment have indeed touched the hearts of some people. No matter whether he can ascend the throne in the future or fulfill his promise, it really sounds very attractive now.
If the Delos Empire is not the right of blood inheritance, but similar to the "highest priest" before the heaven, maybe his words can win a lot of votes for himself.
Now they are blood-stained in the gray desert, what exactly is it for? One general is successful, and the glory of the "one general" is certainly eye-catching, but the bones buried under the feet are whose names and surnames.
Moreover, not all of them join the army for the purpose of being promoted to the ranks, some of them just have the pure passion to serve the country, and by the way, they eat and receive a reward.
"Strength does not mean justice." Hyatt murmured softly, the empire had accumulated power in the hearts of the people for a long time, like a heavy mountain, raising its head to cover the sun and not seeing the dawn.
How can an ordinary citizen of the empire arouse a kind of ambition in his chest to question the corrupt and stubborn political system of the empire?
Even if some civilians roar unwillingly, how many people in power will care about it, maybe they will sneer and laugh secretly.
Running around for three meals and earning gold coins to subsidize the family has already taken up most of my time and energy.
Being humble but not daring to forget to worry about the country, the rise and fall of the world, everyone is responsible... In the face of the heavy pressure of reality, it suddenly becomes a little ironic and ridiculous.
Now that the eldest prince uttered this anger, it really touched the hearts of many people.
A powerful empire does not mean justice, and the strength of an empire is not the result of a generation of monarchs, but the joint creation of tens of thousands of imperial subjects.
"Xu, that's a good point. Being strong doesn't mean justice. Being strong is just a concept of strength." Ye Lin nodded and sighed lightly, deeply convinced, and smacked his lips: "Bigness is justice."
"Hey~ You're hungry again~" Mo Mei gave her a pretty blank look, and was too lazy to complain about him.
Beside the First Prince is a team of very brave magic gunmen. They used to be the subordinates of "Soul of Slaughter" Max. Max sacrificed his life to inspire them not to give up because they were addicted to absorbing the power of monsters. soul.
This team of hunters was later recruited by the keen First Prince and became his personal guards, and they were also the backbone force that performed well on the battlefield.
At the same time, in the old capital of Cantwin, the revolutionary army is gathering insurgents to capture it. Shiku and Gerardel, the two legendary powerhouses, on the one hand owe Yelin favors, and on the other hand follow their own hearts and fight.
The muddled memories of the arena are just the past after all. They feel that they should start a new life and fight for some beautiful things, such as...peace.
Roar!
The roar of the giant dragon that shook the sky and the sky, and from the direction of the golden capital of Veltalon, a huge and mighty dragon flew far away. It was surrounded by a poisonous turquoise mist. A terrifying trace that lingers for a long time.
Mauletus's chest is empty, and its deadly heart is hidden by the empire. Even if it is reluctant, it can only obey.
Because of its own characteristics, it can't even commit suicide.
There are more than one Imperial Research Institute, and there are more than one hidden monster research bodies. The reason for the second Dark Jihad is that Ozma is too powerful. It only took half a day to go all the way from the Chester area to the Imperial Capital, and it was too late. Release as many as possible.
The battlefield of the Bantu tribe is located a hundred miles northeast of Cape Byron. They were blocked by two knight orders. The imperial army thought that relying on the plain terrain and elite cavalry, they would be able to smash this group of barbarians in an instant. , Kill a piece of armor without leaving it.
Cavalry has a crushing advantage over infantry.
However, I never expected that the Bantu tribe not only came here, but also had their unique and powerful wizard shaman, and the domesticated Frost Tiger.
A Frost Tiger covered its neck and belly with highly resilient cowhide, which could withstand the physical damage of swords to a certain extent. It leaped high, slapped the cavalry on horseback with a slap, and instantly bit its deadly throat.
Hundreds of ice snakes exuded a chilly air, and the places they passed were covered with ice spikes, causing even greater terrain troubles for the cavalry.
"Damn imperial dog." Rabina shattered the breastplate of a centurion with a punch, pulled his collar when the opponent was dying, and roared: "Say, who was it that attacked Shatley back then? Legion, and where is the Purple Mist regiment?"
Because of the intelligence, the two thousands-member knights were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses, but Buvanga remained calm and ordered not to pursue them deeply.
The empire has destructive weapons such as the dragon head cannon, which is very dangerous for the warriors.
"Another imperial dog is here." The totem warlock Hawkey is good at manipulating birds and can understand their words. Now another knight order has arrived.
The horses are all dressed in bright armor, and the knights riding them are all mighty and high-spirited.
Most of them had honorary medals hanging on their chests. Everyone had a calm breath, and their sophisticated equipment gleamed in the sun. This was an elite force of the empire.
Buwanga's tiger eyes were slightly focused, and the shining sun was too dazzling, so he couldn't see clearly, but there was a knight who seemed to be the leader, and came riding alone on a horse with air.
"How courageous!" Rabina shouted.
"Bahn?" Buvanga was slightly surprised, raised his thick eyebrows, unexpectedly, he ran into an acquaintance.
"Uncle Bwanga, come and be safe." Bahn smiled gently and calmly, ignoring the corpses all over the floor, and greeted him in a relaxed and friendly manner, with a bit of a carefree taste.
"If it was in a tavern, I would be very happy to meet you." Buwanga clenched the huge totem blunt weapon. This is the territory of the empire. Baan leads an army of imperial knights. And metaphor.
"Me too, Uncle, if it wasn't in the empire, I would buy you a drink, but what a pity."
Thanks to the boss "July" for the 100-point reward and "20210221010803512" for the 200-point reward.
The second will be later
(End of this chapter)
"kill!"
A sharp long sword pierced a soldier's chest, and the hot blood quickly stained his thin yew light armor red, and the lively look in his eyes gradually dimmed.
Both are citizens of the empire, but now they are waving swords at each other, and such tragic situations are happening every minute on the battlefield.
A person who was alive one moment, is lying on the ground the next moment and gradually turns cold.
The ever-living time is reduced to zero.
The First Prince lost his mind for a short time due to the overpowering power, thinking that he could overthrow the empire that had been glorious for hundreds of years, but after many battles he suddenly realized that the price for obtaining this power was very heavy.
And only by relying on the three legions that followed him, how can they match up to the empire, which has a menacing army of nearly 80 once assembled.
But now he is already on the verge of riding a tiger, and the power he possesses at the peak of the legendary realm is his last confidence.
"Follow the tyrannical and senseless emperor, your sacrifices are meaningless, you are not fighting for happiness and tomorrow, you are just wasting your life on the battlefield, that emperor, he dare not even step out of the gate of Veltalon. "
The first prince's hair was messy, and there was a trace of scarlet in his eyes. The gorgeous and expensive gentleman's clothes were stained with blood, which was sprayed from the neck of the enemy.
He already understood the crux of the empire's problem, which was that the nobles controlled most of the resources, including promotion channels, and practicing secret techniques... making it too difficult for ordinary people to get ahead.
Let’s count the geniuses of the empire in recent years, including Barn Bashunt, the dead research director Halena, the missing genius noble swordsman Cruise, and the hunter Max who died at the Red Moon Festival.” "Treason" duelist Shiku and so on.
The empire has outstanding people, and there are not no geniuses, but compared to the huge population of the empire, it is really not enough.
And most of them are already unlucky, such as Cruise and Harena, whose tragedies could have been completely avoided, one because of the stubborn aristocratic thinking, and the other because of Leon's transfer experiment.
"If I were king, I would definitely break the monopoly of the nobles, sort out the bloated and stubborn political system, and disclose the secret martial arts of each family in the form of an academy. I will carry out a big change in the empire!"
The voice of the First Prince resounded with high spirits and excitement throughout the battlefield. More than 20 people were fighting on the edge of the Grayland Desert. The flowing blood made the sand sticky. For a moment, life seemed worthless.
Although the three legions headed by him fell into a disadvantage, he did have the moral justice and confidence. What Leon did was hard to convince the public.
Relying on their ancestral foundations, the nobles live in splendid clothing and fine food, spend a lot of time drinking and drinking, and block powerful secret martial arts. This is a manifestation of class rigidity.
Emperor Lyon actually made a certain degree of reform, such as promoting the rookie Earl of Barn, and waiving the rights of some dukes and dignitaries, but it was far from the level of a major blood change.
The words of the eldest prince at this moment have indeed touched the hearts of some people. No matter whether he can ascend the throne in the future or fulfill his promise, it really sounds very attractive now.
If the Delos Empire is not the right of blood inheritance, but similar to the "highest priest" before the heaven, maybe his words can win a lot of votes for himself.
Now they are blood-stained in the gray desert, what exactly is it for? One general is successful, and the glory of the "one general" is certainly eye-catching, but the bones buried under the feet are whose names and surnames.
Moreover, not all of them join the army for the purpose of being promoted to the ranks, some of them just have the pure passion to serve the country, and by the way, they eat and receive a reward.
"Strength does not mean justice." Hyatt murmured softly, the empire had accumulated power in the hearts of the people for a long time, like a heavy mountain, raising its head to cover the sun and not seeing the dawn.
How can an ordinary citizen of the empire arouse a kind of ambition in his chest to question the corrupt and stubborn political system of the empire?
Even if some civilians roar unwillingly, how many people in power will care about it, maybe they will sneer and laugh secretly.
Running around for three meals and earning gold coins to subsidize the family has already taken up most of my time and energy.
Being humble but not daring to forget to worry about the country, the rise and fall of the world, everyone is responsible... In the face of the heavy pressure of reality, it suddenly becomes a little ironic and ridiculous.
Now that the eldest prince uttered this anger, it really touched the hearts of many people.
A powerful empire does not mean justice, and the strength of an empire is not the result of a generation of monarchs, but the joint creation of tens of thousands of imperial subjects.
"Xu, that's a good point. Being strong doesn't mean justice. Being strong is just a concept of strength." Ye Lin nodded and sighed lightly, deeply convinced, and smacked his lips: "Bigness is justice."
"Hey~ You're hungry again~" Mo Mei gave her a pretty blank look, and was too lazy to complain about him.
Beside the First Prince is a team of very brave magic gunmen. They used to be the subordinates of "Soul of Slaughter" Max. Max sacrificed his life to inspire them not to give up because they were addicted to absorbing the power of monsters. soul.
This team of hunters was later recruited by the keen First Prince and became his personal guards, and they were also the backbone force that performed well on the battlefield.
At the same time, in the old capital of Cantwin, the revolutionary army is gathering insurgents to capture it. Shiku and Gerardel, the two legendary powerhouses, on the one hand owe Yelin favors, and on the other hand follow their own hearts and fight.
The muddled memories of the arena are just the past after all. They feel that they should start a new life and fight for some beautiful things, such as...peace.
Roar!
The roar of the giant dragon that shook the sky and the sky, and from the direction of the golden capital of Veltalon, a huge and mighty dragon flew far away. It was surrounded by a poisonous turquoise mist. A terrifying trace that lingers for a long time.
Mauletus's chest is empty, and its deadly heart is hidden by the empire. Even if it is reluctant, it can only obey.
Because of its own characteristics, it can't even commit suicide.
There are more than one Imperial Research Institute, and there are more than one hidden monster research bodies. The reason for the second Dark Jihad is that Ozma is too powerful. It only took half a day to go all the way from the Chester area to the Imperial Capital, and it was too late. Release as many as possible.
The battlefield of the Bantu tribe is located a hundred miles northeast of Cape Byron. They were blocked by two knight orders. The imperial army thought that relying on the plain terrain and elite cavalry, they would be able to smash this group of barbarians in an instant. , Kill a piece of armor without leaving it.
Cavalry has a crushing advantage over infantry.
However, I never expected that the Bantu tribe not only came here, but also had their unique and powerful wizard shaman, and the domesticated Frost Tiger.
A Frost Tiger covered its neck and belly with highly resilient cowhide, which could withstand the physical damage of swords to a certain extent. It leaped high, slapped the cavalry on horseback with a slap, and instantly bit its deadly throat.
Hundreds of ice snakes exuded a chilly air, and the places they passed were covered with ice spikes, causing even greater terrain troubles for the cavalry.
"Damn imperial dog." Rabina shattered the breastplate of a centurion with a punch, pulled his collar when the opponent was dying, and roared: "Say, who was it that attacked Shatley back then? Legion, and where is the Purple Mist regiment?"
Because of the intelligence, the two thousands-member knights were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses, but Buvanga remained calm and ordered not to pursue them deeply.
The empire has destructive weapons such as the dragon head cannon, which is very dangerous for the warriors.
"Another imperial dog is here." The totem warlock Hawkey is good at manipulating birds and can understand their words. Now another knight order has arrived.
The horses are all dressed in bright armor, and the knights riding them are all mighty and high-spirited.
Most of them had honorary medals hanging on their chests. Everyone had a calm breath, and their sophisticated equipment gleamed in the sun. This was an elite force of the empire.
Buwanga's tiger eyes were slightly focused, and the shining sun was too dazzling, so he couldn't see clearly, but there was a knight who seemed to be the leader, and came riding alone on a horse with air.
"How courageous!" Rabina shouted.
"Bahn?" Buvanga was slightly surprised, raised his thick eyebrows, unexpectedly, he ran into an acquaintance.
"Uncle Bwanga, come and be safe." Bahn smiled gently and calmly, ignoring the corpses all over the floor, and greeted him in a relaxed and friendly manner, with a bit of a carefree taste.
"If it was in a tavern, I would be very happy to meet you." Buwanga clenched the huge totem blunt weapon. This is the territory of the empire. Baan leads an army of imperial knights. And metaphor.
"Me too, Uncle, if it wasn't in the empire, I would buy you a drink, but what a pity."
Thanks to the boss "July" for the 100-point reward and "20210221010803512" for the 200-point reward.
The second will be later
(End of this chapter)
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