Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 148 Resistance and War

The Kingdom of Bolivar, a country located in the southern part of the Wright Empire, has a large population and rich natural resources. It is famous for its oil resources, but the poverty of this country is also rare in the world.

The distance of 194 nautical miles is actually not close, but it is definitely not far.

After the appearance of modern steamships, this is a distance of 'across the sea'.

Many people use this sentence to comment on this country colonized by the Wright Empire—this is a blessed land bestowed by the gods, but it is a pity that it is too close to Wright.

Just to the east of Laguay, the largest port in the north of Bolivar, there is a barracks for the colonial army of the Wright Empire.

The empire has [-] well-trained soldiers stationed on this land.Next to the colonial army camp, there is a reorganized Reincarnation Knights.

In the mainland of the empire, the Church of Light and Night is definitely the most well-deserved largest church.

In the colonies, the teaching of the twin goddesses did not work so well.That kind of doctrine of punishing evil conflicts to a large extent with the way the empire exploits the colonial people's rule.

The empire prefers the religion of reincarnation, which advocates that 'this world is too miserable, and only by serving the god of reincarnation can we get rid of suffering'.This kind of doctrine that allows the colonial people to give up resistance and pursue a happy life in the illusory kingdom of God is more convenient for the rule of the empire.

A quiet morning, the sky is only dimly lit.

The so-called silence is just the last peace before a man-made storm comes.

A bloody aura, and then a second, one after another, flashes of red light in the forest opposite the Samsara Knights' barracks.

Then the sound of explosions sounded continuously, and the sound waves seemed to peel off a layer of skin from the earth. All the reincarnation knights and their followers who woke up from their dreams felt the whole earth tremble continuously.

Those who were awakened by the loud explosion, when they rushed out of the door of their barracks with the most basic swords and pistols in panic, only to find that the landscape of the barracks in front of them had been permanently changed.

The thick iron camp gate, half the size of a basketball court, was thrown twenty meters away like a crumpled ball of paper. The iron branches as thick as a baby's arm and the iron covering it were twisted out of shape in the huge explosion. .

Two three-story sentry towers at the gate of the camp, one was uprooted, and the other was directly broken in the middle.

What made people feel even more miserable was the sentinels who were guarding the gate of the camp, a whole 12-member standard team of Sequence 9 Beyonders, at this moment they became mutilated corpses.Limbs, blood mixed with dirt, still pulsating scarlet entrails hung from the remains of camp gates, from the walls of barracks, everywhere.

This horrific scene is easily reminiscent of hell.

This scene was so shocking that several knight servants couldn't help retching.

Before they could suppress this disgusting feeling, a more terrifying existence appeared at the original gate of the camp.

It was a mysterious knight wearing a full set of bright red armor and riding a fiery red war horse.

That scarlet horse is so handsome, the horse's shoulder height alone is two meters, and the horse's head is more than 2 meters 60 from the ground.

Not to mention the burly mysterious knight on horseback, he must be a giant over two meters tall.

The blood-colored aura that permeated his body actually dyed the entire area within a hundred meters in a frightening scarlet.Although he was followed by several foot knights who also wore scarlet armor, his presence firmly attracted all eyes.

He obviously didn't smile, but every reincarnation knight could clearly feel the joy in that thick and rough voice.

"My lords! I like [War]! Then, let's fight—"

In the early morning of this day, a reorganized knight group of the Reincarnation Sect was destroyed. More than 3000 official knights were linked with more than [-] followers, and none of them survived.

The nearby Wright Barracks was besieged by more than 20 Bolivar rebels. After 36 hours of fierce fighting, the barracks were breached.

All the Wright captives who had surrendered, together with the captured Wright Empire governor in Bolivar, were escorted to the central square of Laguay Port, and they were row by row in front of tens of thousands of Bolivar soldiers and civilians. Cut off the head.

Every time the executioner's machete falls, there will be cheers from mountains and tsunamis.

On October 10th, the Wrights filled the port with their blood, atoning for their sins.

On a hill outside the port, a general wearing silver heavy armor, leaning on a blood-stained long sword, stared at the east area of ​​the port, which used to be the most prosperous city in the port, and was also the settlement of the noble Wrights. Now that side is filled with flames and carnage.

An old man in a cloak came over and said in an old voice.

"Why did you do this? You should know the consequences. At the latest the day after tomorrow, the fleet of the Wright Empire will come outside the port and bombard this bustling port. In less than half a month, the iron hooves of the imperial army will be all over this country." Every corner. The people involved in this matter today, one counts as one, will die."

General Silver Helmet smiled wryly: "Teacher, do you think I don't know? A radical call has twisted our beliefs into a ball. The price is the destruction and hatred that is close at hand..."

"Then why do you still do this? With your ability, you should have served a monarch, but you dedicated your loyalty to an apocalyptic knight!?" The teacher's voice was suddenly sharp.

"Loyalty? No, what I follow is not the lord, but a kind of resistance, a courage to overthrow the tyranny of the Wright Empire."

"Rosalin! How many times have I told you to wait! Be patient! The Millennium Tides are less than three years away, and the entire God Realm will be shuffled soon. Why can't you wait..."

"Bolivar can't wait for three years!" General Silver Helm took off her head, revealing a young and beautiful face.

"how?"

Her black ear-length hair fluttered in the wind, and Rosalin's heroic face was covered with tears: "Teacher, you don't know, not long ago, the famine knights attacked a Wright cruise ship and killed most of the people. Including the Imperial Princess Including Marian, more than 300 people survived, but a total of more than a dozen big nobles were affected. They are all from the Duke of Alola. Guess what happened?"

When the old man heard this, his face changed drastically: "The Duke of Alola is a well-known moderate faction in the empire. He advocates treating the people of the colonies well. Once too many nobles in his faction are affected by demons, there will be unavoidable internal turmoil in the family. I heard that the empire Started preparing for the Millennium War. Without him to suppress the radicals, then..."

"Yes! We received an official document three days ago. This year, the tax paid by Bolivar across the country will be doubled! Not 10%, not 20%, but 100%! My father and dozens of members of the country because of the protest For this matter, their heads are hung on the gate of the capital."

The old man was obviously anxious: "Then you can't just raise the rebellious flag! Hurry up! Take your cronies into exile immediately. If you go any further, you and your followers will only be greeted with destruction."

The female general Rosalin shook her head: "Live to see this country being ravaged by a tyrant, and the dignity of the people being trampled to the ground, leaving only fully tamed slaves. This is more terrifying than my personal destruction."

"No! Even if you want to resist, you shouldn't use the power of the Apocalypse Knight!"

"We have no choice! Orthodox churches are in alliance."

"Did you know? No one is willing to admit that the light of hope that they want to hold on to when they fall is often actually the lightning of God's punishment."

Rosalin's voice became high-pitched: "Could it be that all Bolivars can only be willing to degenerate into slaves!? We are the descendants of the once glorious Bolivar Empire!"

The old man was embarrassed, held back for a long time, and then sighed: "Those who have already descended the mountain can also choose not to look back at the top of the mountain. Because there is already an abyss in the back that people can't go back to!"

"The abyss? Teacher, you want to say, it is the insurmountable gully left by the gods with extraordinary power in the mortal world." Rosalin's mouth revealed a crazy look: "The gods can also fall, and the abyss can also be filled. I Wait until you can fill the abyss of the gods with your body, water the ruins of the empire with blood, and leave a vast wilderness for future generations."

"Alas—" the old man originally wanted to persuade him, but when he met his disciple's resolute and selfless eyes, he realized that no matter how great the reasoning was, it was superfluous.

Without saying another word, the old man hugged his cloak tightly, and walked down the hill under the watchful eyes of all the Bolivar knights.

Rosalin put on her full-face helmet again, and from the gap in the helmet, a sentence floated out:

"Only when all the rotten ashes of the old days are blown away, can new food grow in the fields to feed the next generation of mortals born in the new order. Even if they are not Bolivars, they cannot be Wrights... "

The news of the uprising of the Bolivar Kingdom shocked the entire Wright Empire.

After a full day of debate in the Imperial Senate, the Imperial Councilors voted almost unanimously in favor of sending troops to punish the Kingdom of Bolivar.

On the 14th, the first batch of the Wright Navy's First Fleet arrived at the sea off the port of La Guay and began indiscriminate bombardment of the entire port city.

The entire empire was mobilized for war.

On the 15th, Yuzi was wandering on the east coast of the empire. The Caribbean, which had just docked at Port Nancy, welcomed a special group of visitors.

"Hello, Mr. Destiny. I am Imperial Navy Commodore Hanny Thomason. Yesterday the Imperial Senate passed the [War Act against the Kingdom of Bolivar] and was signed by the Imperial Emperor Nicholas III with immediate effect. Our army has noticed that the [Caribbean] owned by you has not been registered with any church. According to the laws of the empire, during wartime, our army has the right to requisition all civilian ships for war use..."

Mark didn't even open his mouth, and the dice of fate projected fragments of the future to him in his mind.

Mark narrowed his eyes, and uttered a cold word from the tiger's lips: "Get lost!"

　The temperature fluctuates up and down, and I have a little cold. There are still more than half gone tonight, don't wait.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)