Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

The army descended from the sky and rushed towards Ba Gu, who laughed loudly and did not dodge or dodge - this time even the ministers behind him did not retreat.

"Get out!" he yelled.

His roar is enough to make Xiao Xiao's liver and gallbladder burst. The roar of the Overlord is not something that ordinary people can bear.The sound was like a giant dragon flying into the sky, rushing to the sky all at once.The army of undead was instantly shattered, thousands of horses turned into black fly ash, the dust slowly fell to the ground like snow, and then disappeared

Ba Gu is not afraid of the dead, demons and ghosts.He firmly believes that he is the chosen one, and this incomparably powerful mental power makes him not afraid of any demon tricks.

The mausoleum was quiet again.

He turned to look at his subjects, and the ministers suddenly shouted: "Long live the king!"

The Grand Duke of the Trident makes the world return to his heart by virtue of benevolence and righteousness, and the little Trident makes all the people surrender by virtue of his strength.No one dares to stand against me now, he thought.

He looked at a silent cemetery, and then said loudly: "Listen to me, all you lonely ghosts! I don't care what you were before, I just tell you that I am the king of the bay now! Bone? Kahn! The king is supreme, the sun, the moon, and the stars are my territory, and the dead and the living are my subjects! Even the dead must obey the king!"

No one answered him, the mausoleum was silent, his roar echoed in the air.

"A bunch of cowards." He said disdainfully.

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ps: Due to physical illness, this month has been changed to one update every day, and it will resume next month, please forgive me.

Bold and Fearless, [-]

Bold and Fearless, [-]

It was getting late, and while the sun was still there, he had to finish his work quickly.He said to the guards: "Go and find the funeral objects of Chauvin III. There is a golden robe over there."

Three-pattern sea dragon battle robe.That is the shirt of honor of the Gulf people, and it is also the shirt of shame. King Chauvin wore it to fight the northerners 200 years ago.Two war robes, one gold and one silver, the silver one was dedicated to the northerners, symbolizing eternal allegiance; the gold one was buried with him, symbolizing never resistance.

As history records, the golden robe was buried under the coffin.It was a gorgeous gold-plated war robe, and the seams had decayed after 200 years, but the metal still shone brightly.The accompanying people all exclaimed when they saw the robe, but Bagu dismissed it—the little skirt of the subjugated king!What catches your eyes?

He lifted up the little robe and said, "My ancestors buried this robe, which symbolizes that the Bayland will never rebel against the northerners." He looked at the people present, laughed, and said, "I don't Know how to wear it! This thing is too small, too light and too unlucky, it is not suitable for me!" He said as he tore his hands, the golden battle robe was split in two, and the buckles of the lock were scattered all over the floor, and the ministers silently Watching all this silently, no one made a sound.

He stepped on the golden robe and said: "From now on, the Gulflands will no longer obey anyone! I will lead every man in the Gulflands to build the greatest empire in history!"

The crowd suddenly shouted, "Long live the king! Long live the king! Long live the king!" Priest Putin stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the new king has been born, and it is time for us to bury the old king."

"Okay!" He nodded vigorously, "Just bury my father in the tomb of Chauvin III." Cowards should live with cowards, he thought to himself.

No one dared to defy him, so the old duke was buried hastily.The housekeepers prepared a eulogy and some boring ceremonies, but it was getting dark, and the little trident ended the funeral early.Although things had changed a bit, the ceremony satisfied him very much.He ordered everyone to leave, but at this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

"Duke Kahn, my eyes were wide open today."

Duke, at this moment, only one person dares to call him that.

The prime minister of the northern border stood at the gate of the cemetery, looking at him with a serious face.Compared with the ministers in the Gulf region who were intimidated by him, Chloe Tally showed no fear on his face. The minister of the northern border guarded the dignity of him and his country.

"Today you showed me a series of noble qualities such as tyranny, barbarism, domineering, and ungratefulness. Your lord, you have disappointed me very much."

"That's what I want to show you, Northerner." Bowle looked at him and said, "Let me just say it, this is a declaration of war—I, Bowle Kahn, the new King of the Baylands, declare war on you ! I have [-] strong soldiers, and I want to crusade against the northern border! Tell your king that there is a rebellion in the Gulf!"

Kloin looked at him with complicated eyes and said, "I will tell the king truthfully about your insult to the northern border today. Northerners love peace, but they are not afraid of war. I will give you seven days to think about it. If you repent, send a fast horse to send the letter of surrender to Eagle Head City, so we can spare your life."

Bagu smiled and said: "Then I will give you seven days to ask the king of the northern border to write a letter of surrender to me and send him three wives and three daughters to be my concubines. Spare his life, but send him into exile. If he doesn’t come, I’ll go to Eagle Head City, dismember him and feed him to the dogs, and fuck all the women in his family to death—understand?”

Chloe stared at him fiercely, unable to speak out of anger.At this time, another person stood up, and he said loudly, "Bagu Kahn! Take back your wild words and apologize to this lord, otherwise you will drag the Bayland into hell."

That was the young master of Wind Thunder Castle: Booker Mondalia.Bagu was very shocked and angry, he laughed angrily, and said, "You actually speak for outsiders? Young master of Fengleibao, do you still know your last name?"

"Of course I know," cried the Young Lord of Mondalia. "I also know loyalty, honor, and justice! I know what is right and what is wrong, Kahn! The ancestors of the Gulflands will not bless those who blaspheme him !"

"Then the ancestors will not bless your group of unworthy descendants who have forgotten their roots! Damn, respect your ancestors one by one, put a wreath, light a candle, and clean up. Is this considered respect? Let me tell you what respect is, to regain lost ground It is respect! Expansion of territory is respect! I want to wash the tombstones of our ancestors with the blood of alien races! I will sacrifice the heads of the kings to them! I will come here to worship ancestors after I have unified the world. You see, these dead souls dare to let go What the hell?"

Booker said coldly: "You will only ruin our country - Fengleibao will never surrender to a tyrant like you!"

Hearing what he said, Bagu laughed loudly and said, "Really?" He suddenly raised the hammer, then smashed it at Booker's feet, and asked, "Can you repeat what you said just now?"

Booker's face turned pale with fright, he swallowed, and said, "Fengleibao...absolutely...absolutely will never surrender! Tyrant, you can kill me, but my family will definitely avenge me!"

"I like courageous people, that's right! That old guy Eston is lucky to have a son like you!" He shouldered the hammer and said, "Go back to Fengleibao! Tell Elton everything about today. Marquis of Ston! If he obeys me, I will lead him and his family to conquer the world and enjoy the highest glory; if he opposes me—have you seen Chauvin III? This is the end.”

The war hammer fell with a bang, the ground sunken, and dust flew up.

"Yes, I'll tell him." Booker turned and left.Immediately, the prime minister in the north said: "In this case, I will not bother you any more—Bagu Kahn!" Your letter of gauntlet! The royal family will send a messenger to respond to you within seven days, and this is also your final deadline for repenting—farewell!" After saying that, Kloin left.

Ba Gu nodded in satisfaction, and immediately let all the officials disperse.After that, he disbanded the Royal Iron Guard and the Personal Guard, and walked back to Jinshan Castle alone.Not far away, he saw a young man standing at the intersection of Qingshi Road.

"I've been waiting for a long time, my king." Lan Yu looked at him with a smile on his face, "A perfect memorial ceremony, the late king has a spirit in the sky, so he must be very pleased."

Bagu laughed and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you little bastard! I can't wait to kill the northerners. When do you think they will come?"

"Ten days at the earliest, three months at the latest. Ha, don't say you can't wait..." The smile on Lan Que's face suddenly faded, his eyes were as cold as frost, "I can't wait too."

Chapter 4: The chancellor made of iron, the muddy king, a

Chapter 4: The chancellor made of iron, the muddy king, a

In the early morning, the Prime Minister of the Northern Territory, Chloe Tali, set off to return home.

What happened today was within his expectations, but it was beyond reason—he expected that the new duke would show off his muscles and majesty with him, but he didn't expect that the little trident would directly declare war.At this moment, the Prime Minister felt very at a loss.

War is an extension of politics, and generally speaking, war is also a last resort.There has never been such an unreasonable and meaningless war in history. Cloin has read a lot of books, but he has never heard of such a thing.

Diplomacy, negotiation, extortionate prices, threats, wooing, concessions, deals... these are the various diplomatic means he is familiar with.However, none of them were used this time—Bagu Kahn declared a country-to-country war in the way of street hooligans, and Kloin thought about it all night without thinking about it.

Why did Ba Gu fight?Why is he fighting us?

Even though the north is not as good as before, it is not so weak that it is afraid of the Gulf.If the nobles of the northerners were united, they could form an army of hundreds of thousands, led by a veteran knight commander, a heavy armored knight order, and the support of wizards from all walks of life.A barbaric king with [-] mud legs, what can he use to fight against the noble northerners?

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to neglect.The appearance shown by the little trident is not necessarily the real him. Although he does not look like a normal person, he is not a mediocre person either.At least his strength and courage are beyond ordinary people, I must regard him as a qualified opponent.What's more... the northerners are not the northerners they were 200 years ago.

Croin couldn't help but think of the recent war.At that time, the underground people in the southwest united with other despicable racial riots, and wanted to occupy the southwest valley and the God's Grace Mountains as king.At that time, the Great Knights Association, Vulcan Cult, Wine City and other southern nobles launched a coalition army. Logically speaking, the coalition army gathered the northern elite, and the excellent wine city general Trini Flowers served as the commander of the coalition army.General Trini had suppressed the swamp orc riots 20 years ago, helped the people of the bay to quell the civil war in the bay when he was 18 years old, and also fought against the southern clan rebellion and nomad rebellion.He can be regarded as a veteran with illustrious military exploits.

However, such an army was in trouble when facing the underground alliance.The records of the three times on the battlefield are as follows: In the first fight, the allied forces were ambushed by the underground firemen on the first day and suffered heavy losses; It was Slenn Mullister of the Great Knights who led the troops to break through, and rescued the young masters.

Until the third time, General Flowers found out the enemy's movement, forced him into the valley to encircle both sides, and annihilated the local main force.Afterwards, the coalition forces took down the city of Veridos at the entrance of the dungeon, and the rebellion was considered to be over.

The victory was enough to lull the nobles into thinking it was just another simple expedition, another trip of the northerners to show off their might.So General Flowers' two-hundred-page battle report was thrown into the corner of the intelligence room and eaten by moths.

Fortunately, the prime minister saw it, which made him realize that the northern border was no longer the victorious empire.

So this time he was very worried, and he prepared a set of well-founded arguments, hoping to make the Archbishop, Grand Knight Commander—and the king pay attention to this war.

"My lord, the horses are harnessed, and we can go." The attendant said to him.

His entourage is called Varda

He was a middle-aged man with short brown hair. He was short and strong, looking like a solid stake.Varda has been with him for 33 years, and the two are master and servant as well as friends.

"Let's go then." He said as he stepped onto the carriage—he wanted to step up, but when he tried hard, his knees felt a sharp pain.His face was wrinkled, and Varda immediately came to help him, holding his legs and hips, and let him climb into the carriage.

Damn it, he thought, I'm only 60?I heard that there is an old man named Tondon in the Bayland who can still ride a horse at the age of 90.

I can't fall down, my country still needs me.

The convoy was ready, and Cloin was about to give the order to set off, but found that two horses were missing.

"Where's the horse?"

"My lord, the horse is lame," Varda said.

"Why are you lame?"

Varda explained: "One came back with a sprained leg, and the other was crippled last night. We caught the guy, a drunk Bayman, and I gave him a hard time. .”

If two horses are missing, the speed will be greatly reduced, and it will take at least five days to reach Eagle Head City-or it will take more than a week.Chloe asked him, "Why don't you prepare a new horse?"

"My lord, all the shops are closed during the time of the Grand Duke's funeral. We have nowhere to buy horses. We can't ask Jinshabao for horses. They have already declared war on us."

"Forget it, let's go." Kloin said.

So they set off, heading west all the way to Haibinshao. It would be great if Haibinshao could give them horses. If not, they had to wait to go back to the north and borrow two army horses from Tianfu Pass.

It is best not to fight, and if we really want to fight, we have to fight quickly. The Prime Minister thought to himself, if we are evenly matched with the Gulf region, or if we lose the battle, then the people in the Western Regions and the South will also be ready to move.We cannot let those aliens discover that the North has fallen.

The road was bumpy, and the carriage without a group of horses was shaking and slow, making Chloe feel very irritable.After walking about three miles, he suddenly saw several people driving a large team of horses in front of him.He hurriedly called his followers and said, "Varda, go ahead and see if they sell horses!"

"Yes, my lord!"

So Varda rode fast alone and chased the person in front.The prime minister saw that the horse team in front stopped, and Varda seemed to be negotiating with their leaders. After a while, the prime minister's convoy also caught up. He poked his head out of the carriage and said, "My friend, may I ask, your Will the horse be sold or not?"

The cavalryman got off his horse and came towards him. "Oh, my lord, I am a horse seller. I want to send these long-legged girls to the north and sell them for a good price." He patted the horse's buttocks, and the horse neighed, "Bayland is no longer It's suitable for business, so let's go to the north to make a living." He spoke northern mandarin, with a faint southern accent in his words, but it wasn't heavy.

The prime minister looked at him: it was a man with blond hair and a small stature.His forehead and nose were greasy and sweaty, and his ponytail was muddy. He looked like a businessman running around.With him were two guards in leather armor and three female slaves with tattooed faces.

"Then I want to buy two of your horses, please set a price."

The man pondered for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, but I can't give you this horse."

The chancellor made of iron, the king of mud, two

The chancellor made of iron, the king of mud, two

The prime minister asked, "Why do you say that?"

The man said: "This batch of horses has already been ordered. If I give them to you, I will not be able to do business! The baron of the heavenly father's gate complains, and I can't bear it."

Kloin smiled and said, "I am the Prime Minister of the North on a mission to the Gulf. I will go back to Heavenly Father Pass with you to explain to the baron. It means that your horse has been requisitioned for official duties."

"Ah! You are..." He pondered for a while, "You are Master Kloin?"

"It's me," said the prime minister.

The man seemed a little puzzled, and he said, "I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't mean to doubt you, but you know, businessmen should be vigilant when they are outside, and... to meet the great prime minister of the empire, this thing is really beyond my imagination .”

"You want me to prove my identity?"

"Yes, my lord, please forgive me." He saluted.

So Kloin showed him a public document of the kingdom, and showed him the prime minister's red stamp.After looking at it carefully for a while, the man looked surprised and said quickly: "Sorry, my lord! I didn't expect... oh, I mean, I was blind and couldn't recognize you! Use this horse as you like, I Don't dare ask for money!"

The prime minister smiled. He didn't hate this businessman. "As the prime minister of the empire, why would I take your things for nothing? Tell me a price."

The man quickly waved his hand and said, "No, I dare not! I..." Rolling his eyes, he said, "My lord, I want to ask you one thing."

"You said."

"Are you going to Eagle Head City?"

"Yes."

The man suddenly became excited and said: "Then I want to go to Eagle Head City with you. If you promise me, I will use Ma Bai for you."

The Prime Minister asked: "What good does this do for you?"

The man said: "The Prime Minister is a great man who is more admirable than nobles. It is my great honor to walk with you. If I can walk with you, then I will tell you in the future. I have a good face. Thanks to you, Business is also doing well.”

I see.The Prime Minister liked this guy very much, so he said, "Okay, then let's go back to Eagle Head City together."

"Thank you very much!" He saluted, and then said to his followers, "Hurry up and set up your car!"

Kloin looked at the man's back and asked, "Have you asked your honorable name yet?"

He immediately turned around, bowed again, and said, "My name is Anan Namendus, a clean and upright..." He rolled his eyes, "Traveler."

So, the prime minister went with this businessman named "Anan Namendus".Ah Nan was riding a horse next to his carriage, while Kloin opened the window and started chatting with him.

"Have you been doing business in the Gulf over the past few years?"

"Yes, my lord, I have been running here for a long time, and I have contacts and connections. If it weren't for some stupidity in the bay area..." He paused and said, "Stupid Duke, I don't want to leave."

It's true that Kloin hasn't been to the Gulf for many years, and he has been busy with internal affairs in the past few years.The internal problems of the northerners are far more serious than the external ones. Now the Vulcan Cult and the Great Knights are too powerful, suppressing the royal family and nobles.The leaders of the two religions - Exlid, the agent of frost and flames, and Hassan Heron Mulister, the knight of blood hands, their power has expanded unprecedentedly, beyond the control of the royal family.These two people were almost on an equal footing with His Majesty the King, and the Grand Duke would bow his head when he saw them.Now the king, the Pope of the Vulcan Church, and the Grand Knight Commander are showing the momentum of a tripartite confrontation—the northerners can indeed defeat the people in the Gulf, but what about one-third of the northerners?No, if the three parties fight internally, then the reflected power may be less than one-third.

The balance of power cannot be balanced forever, the Chancellor thought, and we must get ahead in this game of power.

"Then I recommend you go to the north to do war horse business. You know, every knight will buy several horses, and the knight's entourage will also ride horses. There are always not enough horses." The largest horse farm is in the Western Regions. If we can get that There is no need to worry about not having enough war horses.But the former king gave up that land to the people of the Western Regions in exchange for their loyalty - but how can loyalty bought with money be reliable?

"You're right, tall and mighty northerners are worthy of my war horses—look at these long-legged girls." He patted the horse's neck lightly, "It's true that we give this horse to soldiers in the Gulf ruined them."

Kloin tentatively asked: "Aren't the cavalry in the Bayland bad?"

"It's very weak." Ah Nan sneered, "I have been to their army once, and the soldiers there are not as strong as me!" He stroked his hair on the sideburns like a woman, "In the bay area I went to serve as a soldier when I didn’t have enough to eat, but I didn’t expect to be a soldier and still not have enough to eat.”

The prime minister asked: "They don't pay the army? Don't they eat the army rations?"