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Chapter 1160 1158. The Troubles of the Young Bull

As the commander of the vanguard of the rebellion suppression, before Qin Ye's large army arrived at the war zone, the war in the marginal areas was left to this Qing Dynasty veteran to fight freely.

Anyway, the task given by Mr. Qin is there. Players must capture the main city of the Pirrig family within seven days to completely defeat the family that rebelled against the pharaoh, and take that guy and his rebel followers to the Ptolemy Royal City to present them as captives before the coronation ceremony of Her Majesty Furiel.

This job sounds difficult.

However, when they actually started doing it, the players found that it was much easier than they had imagined.

After capturing the pharaoh and all his family members in the first small oasis in less than twenty minutes, the Qing veteran hardly stopped. He sent the governor of the war zone appointed by the Pharaoh Queen to the captured city, assisted him in disarming the city guards and released all officials who were imprisoned for their loyalty to the Pharaoh. Then he took the remaining players to the next oasis without stopping.

There is a reason why the Qing Dynasty veterans are so anxious.

According to Mr. Qin's strategy, once the player's army arrives at the battlefield, the Millennium Quicksand will begin patrolling the vast territories of the three rebel families as a deterrent force to ensure absolute air supremacy. Currently, the most destructive airborne raid that players can launch must rely on the Sun Ship.

That is to say, he only had two days to freely carry out airborne attacks.

He planned to carry out six successful air strikes in twelve hours, first capturing the rebellious pharaohs of the six small oases, and then using the remaining thirty-six hours to clear out the armed forces of the six small oases one by one. Relying on the super maneuverability of the Sun Boat, this risky plan would definitely have a high success rate.

The secondary reason for being so anxious was that the elite players under his command also requested this.

The war bounties offered by the Queen Pharaoh are divided into different levels. Although the medals obtained by capturing the little pharaoh alive are of lower quality, at least they can be exchanged for treasures in the Ptolemaic Royal Treasury. If this drags on for too long and the little pharaohs run away or commit suicide, wouldn't the brothers have worked in vain?
More importantly, before the war, General Kuder and the Queen Pharaoh reached an "incentive mechanism" specifically for the players.

That is, as long as a team of players can capture or kill the rebel pharaoh alive, the other side's family treasury will completely belong to these players. In exchange, after winning the battle, the players will not be allowed to touch the city treasury of every oasis.

Under this incentive policy, every pharaoh, big or small, in the rebel camp is equivalent to a moving treasure in the eyes of the players. Although the treasure house of the small pharaoh is certainly not as magnificent as that of the pharaoh of the Pilgrim family, a mosquito is still meat no matter how small it is, and the wealth of the Songhai nobles is well-known throughout the world.

Under this dual incentive, the execution ability of the 2000 elite players who served as pioneers was so powerful that it was terrifying, and good news was frequently reported on the forum.

Every time the pioneers captured an elder, they would make a battle report and post it in a special thread on the forum. The live broadcast channel of the Transia Tavern also had a first-person perspective live broadcast from the pioneer members, making this supposedly serious counterinsurgency operation seem like a large-scale fun show.

When the large army had completed one-third of the march, there were six victory posts on the forum, which meant that the pharaohs of the six small oases on the edge had been captured by the brave players who descended from the sky. The resources of the small oases were completely incomparable to those of the large oasis. The longest time it took the pioneers to defeat any of the six small oases was no more than an hour.

It was in the city lord's mansion of this last small oasis that was breached that the craziest "harvest" of the counter-insurgency operation since its inception was discovered.

"Brothers! Look, I'm going to show you how to open a blind box today."

In the live broadcast perspective of the computing orb floating beside him, Dai Xiahu, one of the "Four Heavenly Kings" of sports students, held up a mechanical-style Songhai hammer and first interacted with the more than 2000 viewers who were watching the live broadcast. This guy said carelessly while holding the hammer:

"Behind me is the family treasure house of the little pharaoh who was just captured alive. He drank poisoned wine before we rushed in, and he was sent to the sun boat for emergency treatment. His three sons are all cowards, and they all confessed after being scared by us.

That guy has been dominating his oasis for decades, and hid all the money he plundered from the people in this treasure house. We didn't find the key, but it doesn't matter.

Look, I’m going to demolish it today!

Brothers, if you send me a rocket, I will smash it!
Let's guess how many hammers it would take to blast open this treasure house, and guess what good things are in this treasure house."

Dai Xiahu pushed his barbarian wolf-skin helmet forward and said with a big laugh:
"The most valuable items found in the treasure houses of the five previous Pharaoh families were thirty sets of desert-style exoskeletons. According to Mrs. Taylor's black market prices, the damn Pride Guild could earn hundreds of thousands of gold coins just by selling those hidden military exoskeletons.

Wow, what a way to make money.

We brothers also hope to get rich overnight. Hey, no more talk, okay! Thanks to the big rocket from the brother of "Tonight Fight Tigers", I will start smashing it now!
Brothers, wish me to become rich overnight! "

After saying that, Dai Xiahu grabbed the war hammer and smashed it against the wall of the treasure house behind him with all his strength, shouting as he smashed:

"Eighty! Eighty! Eighty!"

With the help of the big rockets that kept flying across the barrage, at the seventh hammer, the wall in front of him shattered with a loud bang. Amid the dust of collapsed bricks and stones, Dai Xiahu rubbed his hands, rushed in with his live broadcast orb, and summoned a big fireball for illumination with the wave of his five fingers.

He is not a psychic, but the fireballs he rubbed in his hands represent his profession as the still very rare "Sun Warrior", a follower of the feathered serpent god Kurkan, and can barely be considered a believer.

In order to obtain this "dual cultivation of monsters" profession, Dai Xiahu had to work hard to improve Princess Qiuqiute's personal reputation. He even emptied his own wallet just to raise money to buy snacks for Her Royal Highness the Princess.

But it's all worth it!
The Sun Warrior calls upon the Sun's True Fire for bless- ment in battle, making Dai Xiahu's combat power firmly in the top 100 among players.
Don't underestimate the value of the top 100, especially after the rise of the outrageous power armor knights. Being able to gain a foothold in the top 100 means you are already the elite among the elite. This guy even gave himself the nickname "Flame Demon", but unfortunately other students generally call him "Thin Dog".

Alas, it brings tears to my eyes just to talk about it.

"Let me see what the hell is in this treasure trove! This is awesome, guys!"

"Little Dog". Er, no, Lord "Flame Demon" caught Xiahu holding a huge fireball in his hand to illuminate the dark treasure house, wanting to see what he could get from opening the treasure chests this time. As a result, the light from the flame stretched the shadow of a huge thing in the middle of various jewels and luxury items displayed in front of him.

As the barrage of comments surged like an explosion and as the big rocket swiped the screen crazily, Daixiahu finally saw the most valuable thing in the treasure house.

A power armor!

An ancient power armor that is completely different from the Desert Tiger power armor model that is popular among players. It looks heavier and more deterrent. It stands in the treasure house of the pharaoh of this oasis.

Dai Xiahu's breathing quickened for a moment. He rushed over to take a closer look. As expected, he found that the power armor was seriously damaged. Not only was the energy battery compartment empty, but the armor was also covered with ancient traces.

This little pharaoh probably got this thing from some ancient tomb. It is totally useless for combat. No wonder it is placed in the treasury as a collection.
"What a pity, it's just an empty shell. The core battery pack has been taken away."

The shrimp collector was helpless for a while, but being able to loot a power armor was definitely a pleasant surprise, mainly because there is no channel for this thing to circulate on the market.

The power armor that players are currently using all belongs to Transia officials, they are just renting it.

The one discovered by Daixiahu is probably the first good treasure that a player accidentally obtained and can truly belong to an individual. Unfortunately, this is not Daixiahu's personal trophy.

He had to share it equally with the more than one hundred brothers who had entered the city together to capture the Pharaoh alive. That was to say, the ownership of this power armor might still require some debate. After getting the news, other students and sports students rushed over.

Everyone gathered around this piece of power armor and discussed it, ignoring all the other items in the treasure house.

Niu Niu was staring at the power armor in front of him in a daze, and A-Zhua glanced at him and said:
"Why? Are you interested?"

"You were lying when you said I didn't want it, but..."

Niu Niu scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly:
"I discussed with Brother Mao before that my grandfather might go to meet Anbo in a while. Brother Mao suggested that I get an exoskeleton and have Anbo give it to my grandfather as a gift. Maybe it would work out. But I thought about it. With my grandfather's bad temper, an exoskeleton is precious but it's probably not that easy to get him to give it up. However, if it's a power armor...
This thing can be repaired. The big guys must have the technology, and they can also think of a way to fix the power unit, but the price is this.”

"Then you must be prepared to go bankrupt."

Ah Za shook his head and said:
"It's easy to talk about this among us brothers, but it's too difficult to get others to give it up willingly. I suggest you talk to Xiaofu or Ashina. Damn, if this thing is used to deal with parents, it will be much more exciting than taking on a mortgage or car loan.

Brother, I suggest you think carefully about it. "

When Che Che, who was standing next to him, saw that Niu Niu had made such a terrifying decision to convince Grandpa to give in, he immediately shook his head and sighed:
"Well, this cross-world marriage is not as good as it seems. As expected, only by being a steadfast single noble can you enjoy a beautiful and happy life."
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Early the next morning, the contemporary pharaoh of the Prilig family got up from his luxurious bedroom with a tired body after a restless night's sleep. With the help of a dozen servants, he finished a simple wash in his nearly 100-square-meter bathroom and went to the restaurant in person to enjoy his breakfast prepared by the empire's best chef.

In the past, this process was completed on his bed.

However, due to the recent dangerous and unpredictable political situation in the empire, His Highness Prilig, as the leading figure among the seven pilgrim families that joined the rebel camp, also has to show a "diligent" attitude.

Although there were no pharaohs in his ancestors, it can be seen from the daily enjoyment and dressing style of this great pharaoh that his quality of life is completely comparable to that of the supreme ruler of the empire, or even more luxurious.

His Highness Prince Pirig, who is now middle-aged, has no psychological burden in enjoying these things.

After all, when his ancestors followed Hammons I into the pass to establish the empire, they had already suffered all the hardships for their descendants. As a noble family in the old empire's Zhengsanghai Banner, he had grown up in such an environment since birth and had long been accustomed to it.

But just as the prince picked up the golden spoon and prepared to take a bite of the sweet and sticky sand date porridge, his family courtiers came in a hurry and reported to him a bad news with a serious face:

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"What did you say?"

His Highness Pilig almost spit out the porridge in his mouth. He stood up suddenly, slammed the table and scolded:
"The six marginal oases have lost contact with the family? You mean, all my servants fell overnight? Are you sure it's six oases? These six oases surround the family's territory. Even the fastest nightingale needs half a day to fly from beginning to end!

How could they be breached overnight?"

"It's the Sun Boat, Your Highness."

The courtier of Pirrig's family said in a serious tone:

"The family's spellcasters observed that the Millennium Quicksand began to move yesterday afternoon. It traveled across the skies of the six marginal oases at an extremely fast speed and carried out six small-scale airborne landing operations, each of which lasted no more than an hour.

I have confirmed the situation before reporting to you. It is false news that our oasis has been completely captured. Only the oasis pharaohs were raided and captured, and their main city was also controlled.

But that’s about it.

It is obvious that the vanguards on the Pharaoh's side do not have enough troops to completely control the oasis, so they can only resort to this decapitation tactic, but the military forces of the six oases are still intact and can still maintain contact with us. I have entrusted the family generals to command them remotely and start attacking the occupied cities.

The generals predicted that they would not risk attacking the family territory until the enemy had completely captured the six border oases.

"Well, that makes sense."

Pharaoh Pirig, who dared to participate in the rebellion and served as the leader of the rebels, was not an incompetent person. He regained his senses after a slight shock and said while stirring the sand date porridge in his hand:

"Long before I went to attend Thutmose II's birthday banquet, I had already mobilized the family's army to defend various fortresses. Although the actions of our ancestors in the underworld failed, they have all returned to their respective pyramids. There are two elite underworld army guards in the territory alone.

I also think that the little princess of the Ptolemy family who had just been given the throne would not launch such a ridiculous attack so arbitrarily. She would definitely wait until the armies from other oases gathered.

So, can we now summon the Hades troops from those occupied oases to join the battle?"

"Your Highness, have you forgotten?"

The courtier shook his head and said:

"Their Hades Army has been sent to support the attack on the Holy City of Origin. Now that the Millennium Quicksand has arrived here, it means that the attack on the Holy City has failed. Although we have the advantage of strength in our territory, I suggest you don't underestimate the enemy.

I think you should immediately go to the Great Pyramid of Hades to summon the legions of your ancestors to awaken and stop those invaders in the land of the living.

As long as we delay until the other allied families have resisted the offensive of the Ptolemy family on various fronts, and as long as a stalemate is achieved, we can win over the centrists to join us.

Overthrowing the empire's corrupt political system seems impossible at the moment, but at least we can achieve a split in two."

"Alas, the God of Destiny of the Sea of ​​Sand has not favored us rebels. It is such a pity."

Pharaoh Pirig sighed, thought for a moment, and asked:

"So, when will the support promised by the Lord of Original Sin arrive?"

"We have arrived, Your Highness."

The courtier lowered his voice and said:
"They sent some special medicines in the dark. I have selected loyal warriors to take them. They can indeed give the warriors strong fighting power. It is said that these warriors who took the medicines can also receive the blessing of the 'Lord of Original Sin' after they die in battle and transform into more powerful 'God Warriors'.

However, the priests also clearly stated that these drugs would have some, well, rather extreme effects on normal people’s thinking.”

"To help people break free from their dependence on false owners, there has to be a price to pay."

Pharaoh Pirig did not take it seriously. He resumed his lunch and waved his hands, saying:

“Go ahead, distribute the pensions and bounties, get the warriors ready, and dilute the potion. If necessary, the civilians in the outer city will also have to contribute to the cause of the Pirrig family. The family has protected them and their ancestors for hundreds of years, and this is just a normal requirement for loyalty.

Well, of course, the relatives and family members of the family guards can be borrowed into the inner city, and the difference between insiders and outsiders must always be made clear. "

This casual and stubborn attitude made the great courtier's eyes flash with a strange look, but he said nothing more and leaned over to leave.

Ha, how grandiose.
Anyway, these noble people don’t have to pay those “prices”.

How can we ensure the future of the empire by following such insects who are unwilling to even show false concern for their followers?
The trusted courtier strolled out of Pharaoh Piri Giri's luxurious palace and boarded his scarab carriage. In the carriage, he thought that the situation was changing rapidly and perhaps he had to make some preparations in advance.

By the way, Her Majesty Fulier's prestige in the country is seriously lacking. After she ascends the throne, she will definitely clean up the court. By then, she will be in urgent need of some useful talents to serve her, right?
Well, value!
You have to demonstrate your own value.

(End of this chapter)