Beautiful Another World Red Tide

Volume [-] Catching Fire/The Great Revolution

song of the north wind

Disaster will not fall in the forest, he will always fall in the world.

— Proverb of the Ossusian Empire

Hundreds of years ago, the Ossus Empire was separated from the Maro Empire, and transformed from the original grand duchy into a centuries-old empire entrenched on the west coast and the entire north.This huge empire has always been filled with magical stories and the voice of pain at the bottom.

The Ossus Empire has a national territory of nearly 600 million square kilometers. It spans almost the entire northern continent, from the warmer west coast and southern core area, to the central part where it is getting colder, and the north where the winter is severe all day long. On the 600 million square kilometers of land, there are only about 150 million places that are really livable.

There is an old saying in the Ossus Empire: The Ossus Empire that loses the North is not an Empire, and the Ossus Empire that loses the South is not Ossus.The north may be extremely uninhabitable, and perhaps the burden on the Ossus Empire is greater than the benefit, but it has to be said that this is also the basis for the Ossus Empire to call itself an empire.The huge northern and central territories provided the Ossus Empire with a huge strategic space and unparalleled rich resources, which made the country in the north very greedy for it.

The importance of the Northern Territory is not only reflected in the resources and strategic space, but also the road communication line connecting the eastern part of the mainland. As long as Ossus controls the northern part for a day, they can attack the eastern part of the mainland by land at any time, threatening Yongdalim kingdom.Before the Continental War, the Kingdom of Yondalim even fought more than once with the Ossus Empire for the vast north, but unfortunately, several tragic wars ended in the failure of Yondalim .

This is also the reason why Yondalim cannot be called an empire so far. The Ossus Empire can threaten Yondalim through the land line at any time, and Yondalim, if it wants to threaten Ossus, can only threaten it from the east. Coast across the ocean to attack the west coast.After realizing that it was impossible to fundamentally threaten the Ossus Empire, after the end of the Continental War, the Kingdom of Yondalim even gave up control of the east coast, retreating to the mainland, and concentrating on defending one side.

The Great Northern Forest is known as the second largest gathering place for monsters after the Southern Cross Forest.There are countless natural creatures gathered here, and basically all monsters that can be seen in cold climates can be seen.From the mighty white lion in the snowy area to the most common wolves, as well as snow fox and sika deer.The most distinctive thing is the magical birds, those black and white flightless birds, which can be called a beautiful landscape in the north.

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The sound of trumpets and the sound of working can be heard endlessly. Under the severe cold, they were dressed in tattered clothes, dirty and unshaven.There was no light in the eyes of these people, all of them were cloudy and lost their spirit.They worked hard to mine stones with their hands that were about to dry out under the freezing weather.They hold the manuscript, click it again and again, weakly buy the last strength, and do heavy work.

This is necessary work, and the only promise of their survival.There are many nationalities in the Ossus Empire. From the south to the middle, and from the middle to the north, countless nomads and ethnic minorities once gathered in various places, and were conquered by the emperor and became the emperor's subjects.These peoples have raised countless rebellions and rebelled against the Supreme Emperor.Their vigorous uprising dissipated under the empire's puppet army.Those who were captured were sent to the front line of the northern forest to build fortifications and serve permanent hard labor.

Not only them, but also countless political criminals are working hard here like other criminals.Slaves, national criminals, political criminals, and criminals, these four groups of people constitute these "workers" who work in pain.They have to serve hard labor all day long and work until the moment of death, so that they can get out of this cold place and return to the warm embrace.

"Borrow me." An officer in heavy armor walked up to another officer and said.

"No, it's all used up." Another officer shook his head and replied.

"Scrooge," muttered the officer, drawing a cigarette from a seam in his armor.

"Have you heard, another batch will be sent, and there are quite a few people." The officer took out the flint again, lit a cigarette, and began to puff.

"Well, it will be there in a while." Another officer nodded with his hands in his hands.

"These guys are really non-stop. The south is so warm and such a good place, what's there to make trouble about? You can live an honest life. This is good, and the troubles have come here? It's bitter cold in the north He did hard work in the land, and he might have a high fever and die of illness that day." The officer commented while smoking a cigarette.

"How many years do you have? I can go back next summer." The officer with his hands in his hands asked.

"Same, next summer." The officer replied.

"Every four years, every knight who wants to inherit the title must come to the front line to serve for four years. Alas, it has been almost four years in the blink of an eye. I really don't know how the imperial capital is doing now." The smoking officer knelt down and said with a sad face.

"Who knows, I heard that there is a workshop called the factory in the imperial capital, and a dwarf firecracker has been set up. Hey, it's really interesting, I can't wait to go back." The officer Tuoshou said excitedly.

"We squatted on the front line, and we have avoided many things." The smoking officer sighed.

"It was a good plan to mobilize troops to attack Yongdalim, but the plan was cancelled. We still have to watch these prisoners. We didn't catch up with the war in the south. How could those prodigal sons in the south fight like a bear? Defeated by little Asekchan! It's shameful and ridiculous. In my opinion, the ministers of war and generals should resign themselves, and don't throw them away." The smoking officer continued to speak disdainfully.

"Here we come, we come." The officer holding the hand kicked the smoking officer's ass and said.

Not far away, hundreds of people were lining up and walking towards the quarry, tied by chains.Their clothes were equally dirty and shabby, and their expressions were equally tired and numb.Many people are still limping and need someone to help them to walk.Followed by some people, they wore better clothes, barely decent looking, carrying suitcases and followed the team to this side, so 'spectacular'.

The working workers also made an exception and got a chance to rest. They simply sat on the ground, showing a rare human expression.These prisoners who were struggling here showed gloating expressions, whistled and sang a 'welcome song' to the newcomers who walked in slowly.The presence of newcomers means that they can relax a bit. The quarry is so big, the fewer people there are, the heavier the work, and the more people there are, the more opportunities they have to take a break.

"Ouch! He's the son of a rich family! Look, the white-skinned and tender-flesh one is the illegitimate son of which family? Did the eldest son kick him out after failing to fight for the family property?" Several old prisoners jeered at these people, whistling. .

"Look, look, everyone still feels quite arrogant and ignores the answers. When the snow falls, everyone will know the strength of the front line and the horror of the north." Another prisoner sneered.

"Don't pay attention to them, they are all scum, we are different from them!" The young prisoner in the lead said angrily to the other prisoners.

"Oh! Look! How noble! I don't know if I can still be so noble at night?" The other prisoners booed again.

"Hey! I'm talking about you, stop talking foul language! We are different from you. We came here for the future of our motherland. What are you, how can you compare with us!" one of the newcomers The prisoner who came couldn't help shouting.

"beat him!"

The old prisoners rushed forward resolutely, pushed down the new prisoner, and fought viciously.The two officers who were planning to watch the excitement just now froze when they heard the young man's voice. They immediately snuffed out their cigarettes and took out their hands. They waved their whips and walked towards that side quickly, whipping these disobedient people. Old fritters.

"Get out! Go back to work! You prisoners are really getting bolder, you dare to mess around in front of us!" The officer who was smoking just now swore angrily, waving his whip.

"Working hard, the boss is annoyed." The other old prisoners immediately picked up the manuscript and went back honestly.

"Vassilyevich? Vasilyevich? Is that you?"

The smoking officer helped up the beaten prisoner, wiped the blood on his face with his gloves, and then untied the wine jug from his waist, dripped a few sips of wine into the prisoner's mouth and asked nervously.

"Vassilievich? How is it possible? Isn't he doing well in the south?" The officer next to him still said with some disbelief.

"Look at who that is, that's Vasilyevich's fiancée. Look at this face again, this upright face, who else could it be if it wasn't Vasilyevich?" the officer said nervously.

"We were dispatched here by His Majesty." A prisoner next to him said aloud.

"Vadim?" The officer looked up and saw in surprise.

"There are other things, what the hell, how did you get sent here? What happened? Did His Majesty abdicate? Or is he confused?" the officer asked in disbelief.

"It's our own choice." Vasilyevich said with a wry smile.

"If we choose again, we will still choose this way."

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"quack?"

"Quack, quack, quack."

Two penguins stand on the top of the snow-capped mountain, look at the quarry at the foot of the mountain with simple green glazed stones, talk to each other in incomprehensible words, and hold wooden sticks with their fins to write and draw on the snow, as if writing something.

"Quak Ga Ga?" A penguin took out a newspaper from the scattered papers with its beak, pointed to the words on it and continued to speak to the other penguin.

"Quack." The other penguin nodded, walked slowly towards the firecracker next to the paper, and picked it up.

source of dispute

"My dear sister, Zhan Xinjia."

The person who wrote the letter felt something was wrong after writing this sentence, so he wrote it again.

"A letter from my brother in the south." Now that it's done, the writer said with a satisfied smile.

"I haven't seen you for two years. I don't know how you are doing in Faruber? Is the climate there still so pleasant? The blue sky reflects the green grassland. The climate there is much better than Asek. I guess you You don’t need to change your clothes, you can wear the same outfit for a year, right?”

"The Principality of Farub is really a good place. I don't know how many literati and writers there are there. I am very fascinated. If I am a magician, then I will definitely go there to study and leave this place."

Suddenly shouts came from outside the house, and the letter writer frowned dissatisfied and looked outside.The recent form of Asaikeshan is getting worse and worse, looking like a war.Every day, he could see the mounted police team rushing past on the street from time to time, and he could also see frequent military patrols. It was obvious that Asaike was not only going to fight externally, but also had to do some internal actions.

Outside the window, the parade team is marching on the avenue.It was led by a young man and several officers in yellow uniforms.Immediately behind them was Qi Qi's yellow-clothed officer, holding up the national flag of Aseksang and walking proudly without any scruples about passers-by.These guys couldn't help but make the person who wrote the letter frown. He hated these guys very much. This is from the bottom of his heart. No one would like these 'monsters'.

"A bunch of monsters." The writer cursed under his breath, and went back to writing.

"The situation in Asekshan is getting worse and worse. The kingdom is full of voices of war. Everyone is shouting to go to war, to go to war against various countries. It's really terrible, they won't understand, isn't it the one who suffers in the end when the war breaks out? Are they?"

"They are actively preparing for war externally, and expanding their military force crazily. I have seen with my own eyes that arsenals have sprung up, but I have not seen a few factories producing daily necessities. As of now, Asekchan's military strength is at least It has more than tripled compared to previous years. It seems that war is absolutely inevitable." The letter writer stroked his beard and wrote with a sigh.

"Internally, they are not safe. Recently, they are desperately searching the revolutionaries, searching for those revolutionaries. Hell, people are arrested and sent to prison every day. They seem to be terrified, They will arrest people at the slightest sign of trouble, and they will not let anyone go. Let me tell you, haven’t they thought about their own problems? If the lives of workers and peasants were not as difficult as they are now, how could someone revolt? If If it wasn't for the king and the grand duke's desperate exploitation of the merchants, how could there be a revolution?"

"Look at those uniforms outside the window, how ridiculous and stupid." The letter writer spread his hands again.

"They clamored to support His Majesty the King in launching wars, and clamored to unify the Maro Empire. But they also advertised as a faction fighting for farmers and workers, and claimed to be the liberators of the nation, and they clamored to mobilize everyone to participate in the war. Pai. It's ridiculous, don't they feel ashamed of their rhetoric? Their so-called fighting for workers and peasants is preparing to fight a war of aggression against Ossus and Yundalim, and their so-called liberation is to annex Lobo Tia, the so-called mobilization is actually trying to send everyone to the army, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous to the extreme." The letter writer wrote angrily.

"My dear sister, I have such a very immature idea." The letter writer continued to write with a heavy breath.

"As an Asakian, I can't just sit back and watch the country become like this. The current kingdom is no longer the principality of the past. He has changed from a leader to a devil who invades everywhere. bring sorrow to all..."

"But obviously, it is very difficult to make a successful revolution in a country like Asekchan that has become like a chariot. I have this idea. I plan to leave Asekchan and go to Yundalim in the east, or Ropotia is also available. The political environment there is loose, especially in the south of Yongdalim, which can be called the base camp of democracy and progress in our Dawn Continent. Learn from the experience of those people. Then I am no exception." The letter writer scratched his head and thought.

"We plan to go together, leave the chaotic Asekshan, and leave the Maro region. It is such a plan. We plan to help the revolutionaries in Yongdalim to complete the revolution, and then use their strength to Go westward and let the principalities of Maro become a democratic and progressive republic..."

"Please don't miss this letter, maybe soon, maybe only two or three years, we will come back again."

The person who wrote the letter sealed the envelope with satisfaction, and handed it to the landlord to send it out.However, his sister probably won't receive the letter.In the Principality of Farub, an internal uprising is sweeping this place. The people there cannot bear the tyranny of Grand Duke Farub, and are struggling to resist the burden that will be imposed on them.

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"total."

Noah woke up from his sleep, he stood up in a jerk, and looked at the person who woke him up.When he saw the familiar face, he couldn't help but feel relieved, sighed, sat back on the chair and stroked his forehead as if he was thinking about something.

"What's the matter?" Noah raised his head and asked again.

"The comrades in the south sent a batch of supplies. Although it is not much, it also makes up for the lack of important supplies such as matches." The comrades on the opposite side explained in a lowered voice.

"Oh, that's the case." Noah said with a chuckle.

"It's not easy for those comrades to get through the blockade of demons and devils. As for the materials, they will be sent to the front-line soldiers for supplementary use." Noah said after thinking for a while.

"Yes." The opposite comrade saluted.

"It's the front line, but in fact, we are on the front line of the Eastern Front." The comrade rubbed the back of his head and said with a smile.

"For soldiers, not for us." Noah shook his head again and said.

"How's the situation on the Western Front?"

The two walked out of the room and walked to the front of the barracks.The revolutionary fighters of Ropotia rested here, and then threw themselves into the defensive battle on the front line.Now the Ropotia Revolutionary Army controls the three main cities on the eastern front, and sticks to the fortress that used to be the principality, organizing an uncompromising defense.They did not retreat half a step in the battle with the demons, defended the fortress and city, and kept the demons out of Ropotia.

The battle situation on the western front is also not good. There are not as many fortresses here as there are on the eastern front, and the terrain is more even, making it easier to attack and harder to defend.If it weren't for the series of fortresses built by Yongdalim, I am afraid it would not be possible to resist the Asaikeshan army for so long. Up to now, they are still fighting defensive battles, resisting the enemy, and protecting Luo Bodi. Asia is not threatened.

"It's not very good. The comrades there suffered heavy casualties. The Aseksan army used cannons and explosives, and many fortresses were blown up. Now the western front fortresses are used for two purposes, and one fortress needs to be controlled. Defend the defense range of the previous two fortresses." The comrade shook his head and replied.

They walked between the barracks, and the young Ropotia revolutionary soldiers saluted him to show their respect for the leader of Ropotia.Noah always had a wry smile on his face when he returned the salute. He didn't think he could enjoy this courtesy. Right now, the two fronts are fighting, and the soldiers are fighting desperately, but the front is constantly retreating.As a leader, he is helpless in the face of everything in front of him. What qualifications does he have to enjoy the most sincere salute from these soldiers?

"Comrade Noah." Many revolutionary fighters from Yongdalim saluted Noah with a smile. These comrades made Noah show a real smile. If it weren't for these selfless spirits, they would come here to fight His comrades are still supporting his work, and Noah probably doesn't want to face all this for a long time.

These revolutionary comrades from Central South, they obviously could show their strengths and make greater contributions in Central South, but after receiving the letter of request from Ropotia, they came here decisively. The conditions are more difficult, the environment is worse, and the weapons Roportia is severely underequipped.

Such comrades really made Noah feel that the present is different from the past, and the future must belong to Leszek, to them.Rather than those bourgeois guys who still divide by ethnicity, oppress the lower-level compatriots at home, and shout that foreigners should not stay.Dividing by rank will eventually replace the division of races. This is certain, and Noah has always believed in it.

"You guys are so energetic, are you secretly reading new books behind my back? You guys, every time there is a new book from Zhongnan, you don't tell me, I always ask you!" Noah walked up with a smile Hugged with several comrades.

"How dare we, the new books and newspapers from Zhongnan, we are not allowed to share with you immediately? Do you think we are the kind of people who don't know how to share?" Several comrades laughed and wiped their hands. Ash on the face explained to Noah.

"You always say that, but I always get the news later than you." Noah complained.

"Comrade Noah, you don't look very energetic? Why? Are you still worried about the war?" A comrade asked with a smile.

"Yeah, it must be sad. Facing the enemy on the two fronts, I can't think of a solution. How can I not make people sad." Noah shook his head and sighed.

"Don't be discouraged, we have nothing to do now, but it doesn't mean there will still be no way to do it in the future."

"The comrades in Zhongnan are about to launch the Southwest Campaign. Once the Southwest is liberated, we will be able to connect with Zhongnan more closely, and we will be able to fight against the devils together."

"Summer is hot, but cool autumn is coming soon."

dead soul

"What? Scared?"

"What are you afraid of, afraid that an abomination will suddenly pop up and kill me?"

The two soldiers took off their helmets, stopped for a rare break, and chatted with each other leaning on a nearby tree.

"Listen to you, is it possible that you are not afraid of those monsters? You must know that it would be a big headache for a one-winged knight to be ambushed by these monsters. We are still in this dangerous forest, and we may have stepped into the abomination inside the ambush circle." Another soldier stroked his dark purple hair and said with a smile.

"It's all here, it's useless to be afraid." The soldier sighed.

"It's terrible, so many people have to be mobilized to hunt down a strange little girl, and they have to be found out. What's the point? A kid, even if he is a spy, how many secrets in the military can he know? In my opinion, it's completely nervous." Another soldier snorted coldly.

"It's not the same, it's not the same." The soldier shook his head and said.

"I was lucky enough to accompany the general to a meeting last time, and I heard such a statement outside the tent. The recent space-time turbulence has begun to be frequent again, and it is very likely..."

"Time and space turbulence? Isn't that a thing from a hundred years ago? Even if someone comes, it should be other so-called demons from the demon world." Another soldier asked suspiciously.

"No, it seems that according to those generals, these random space-time turbulences do not come from the demon world, but turbulent cracks from other worlds." The soldier shook his head and replied.

"What's the point? One or two, can it still threaten the empire?" Another soldier patted his chest and joked.

"Who knows, anyway, the higher authorities attach so much importance to it, we have to run. If the staff officers say a few words, we officers will have to run."

"Let's go! Go back to the barracks and take a break. After a while, I will submit a report to the top, saying that I have searched all day, but I found nothing. If you go deeper, you will go deep into the scope of the abomination, and you will lose your life." It's not worth it!" The silver-eyed warrior shouted to other demon soldiers scattered around.

"Then hide there in the afternoon? Find a place where there is no hatred?"

"Just find a corner and don't be seen by those inspectors..."

The Mozu soldiers slowly lined up and left the area, and the woods became silent again as they left.The birds dared to sing again, and the insects sang again.This forest is located in the middle area between the underground city and the encirclement of the demons. Countless ambushes and ambushes took place here. Sometimes the demon troops fell into the ambush of the abomination here, and the abomination was often found by the crypt tribe. Then be surrounded by anti.In this forest, as long as you are determined, you can find broken weapons through the fallen leaves and wet soil.

"Cuckoo..."