Black Dragon Code

204 days in 1679.

This coastal forest is a castle that has now turned into a raging fire. Thousands of years old trees and centuries old tree houses mourn in the flames, as well as those poor worms trapped in the tree house and cannot escape.

At the beginning of the war, the monsters with flame marks on their foreheads roared deep into the forest, killing every visible living creature, and two thousand orcs have surrounded the largest indigenous settlement in the coastal forest. The thick smoke blackened the skulls inside the clan.

For centuries, the Melos tribe has been the owner of this forest.

Karp is standing on the road to the tribe, carrying a hard bow that once killed a lion. A total of ten arrows are rare iron arrows. He has used seven, and each hit one Orc infantry.

It is a pity that these orcs covered in armor are like standing rocks. If the orcs can not be accurately shot into the naked eyes of the orcs, the blow of the arrows is useless.

Karp Legu is the patriarch of the Melos generation and a well-known warrior. He has applied three **** oils to his allegiance to the Golden City, and has the opportunity to be blessed by God King Atuso and become a man full of glory Shenwei, but in the end, he chose to return to his territory and continue the rule of the coastal forest by the Melos tribe.

The orc soldier stopped the offensive and confronted the tribe. A black shirt without armor came out from behind the orc formation. Two orc infantry raised shields in front of him to protect his body.

"Melos."

The black shirt looked at Karp in the distance, and said in a slightly jerky Velosite, "I heard you guys called this name."

"Do you understand our language?" Karp looked at the cowardly seaman without any expression in his eyes.

"Villost, we've been here for three years," Blackshirt said. "It's not just me. Many people now know how to communicate with local indigenous people."

"What do you want to say?" Karp looked at him, and the flames in his eyes were as strong as those around him.

"Remove the stone blocking the road, otherwise we can't move forward," said the black shirt.

"What else is there to say?" Carp suddenly opened his bow and took an arrow. He did not aim at all and shot directly into the black shirt, but was quickly blocked by a solid and powerful shield.

"But you are not stones, so our commander feels that you should be given the opportunity to choose."

The voice of the black shirt continued from behind the shield: "Look, when the empire really bets on Villost, your attacks are as weak as young children, and your resistance is as vulnerable as rotten wood. In fact The empire is not here to kill, and war is not what we want to see. "

"After all, every second of the war, one more life is lost for this, so my commander hopes that you can join us and help us end this war as soon as possible, so you can get the highest honor. How about it, think about it? "

"You want me to help you deal with my own tribe?" Carp bowed again.

"Is the other tribe your own tribe for you?" The black shirt said with a smile: "But as far as I know, the tribal clashes between the various clans of Villost never ceased before we arrived, and you will They are people, they are not necessarily. "

"Not long ago, Prince Galon had sent messengers to every tribe in Veloster and asked them to surrender, otherwise the army of the Empire would destroy their homes. Masters of the Melos tribe, how many tribes do you think there will be Would you rather die? "

"When you see our true power, I'm sure you won't say such ridiculous words again." Karp sneered, his voice beyond doubt.

The black shirt didn't talk anymore, slowly backed away, bowed to the strongest orc, and said in common words: "The chief, he refused."

"Kill them all!"

The orcs swarmed.

Fifteen minutes later, Karp fell to the ground with blood on his knees and panted, no matter how stubborn his neck was firmly pressed by the thick palms, only a pair of iron boots standing muddy and **** in his eyes.

"Chief warrior, have you killed him? Hang his head up and show it to every tribe who resists us." The orc's distinctively rough voice.

"No, no need. I saw weakness in his eyes, and I thought he would change his mind." Gal stared at the indigenous leader and turned his head and ordered others: "Let the fire burn more! "

The forest is burning, and it is glowing hot day and night. The fire lasted for half a month, turning the forest into a scorching rubble. It was burned until there was no more combustible matter, and it was in this fire. In the process, countless settlements of Villost were cleared, dozens of indigenous tribes have since been removed, and tens of thousands of people will never sleep in the ground.

Garon stared at the trail of smoke, nodded, and looked at the people kneeling on the slope.

"You captives, I will give you one last chance. As long as you are willing to follow the banner of the Black Wings, I will not kill you and forgive you all your rude disobedience and crimes. As long as you serve the empire with all your heart and effort, the empire will Protect your safety, give you slaves and food, and let you continue to be the chief of the tribe. "

The black shirt translated his words into Velosite.

Karp was also one of the captives kneeling. After listening to him, he looked around and found that the others were also blinking and staring at each other, but in the end none of them said anything.

"Very good." Garron's trachea made a rumbling voice: "You are more loyal than I imagined. Unfortunately, the whole of Villost is in-find your way!"

As the dragon roared, there was a violent vibration on the ground, and the rumbling noise stung the eardrums. Karp looked around, and a smoky, scary steel monster climbed up the hillside while rumbling. , They also make sharp and detailed sounds.

Karp saw that the soil was tumbling under their steel bodies, and the rocks were deeply trampled into the ground. These beasts continued to move in a terrible posture, and they were about to crush themselves to death on the spot.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the well-known myths of various tribes: "When the end comes, countless creatures that have never been seen will emerge one by one, and will roam in Villost, spreading killing and death. Awaken in the sea, complete your revenge with iron and fire, and when it reaches the earth, the whole world will be flooded with water. "

A thrilling idea appeared in Karp's mind-Igun came!

The steel behemoth came closer to ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Thriller and panic increased with time, and Karp finally couldn't suppress his fear and yelled in indigenous language.

"I'm willing to be loyal to you!" Several voices sounded at the same time, and more after that.

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【history】

Although countless sojourners visited Villost before this, it was not until the middle of the 16th century in the third period of Eladia that the black empire of the alien country really established communication with Villost.

In 1679, in the Second Two-State War, "Poison Fire Prince" Garon Nefadisius Targrian relied on a strong military force to smash the defense of the locals and established the first in the coastal areas. The approval of truly solid colonies opened a new era for Villost, and also kicked off Targaryen's long rule over Villost.

Colonial plundering of this barbaric act allowed the Blackwing Empire to accumulate a large amount of wealth and labor in a short period of time, and laid the foundation for the Blackwing Empire to establish maritime hegemony.

-"Chronicles of Elladia"