Chapter 701: Apocalyptic Fortress

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Western Continent, Canghong Empire (formerly Green Empire).

From the cold leaf collar in the north to the Wanghai collar in the south,

thousands of cities and small towns in the imperial territory were posted with

bright red notices. An officer carrying a flag traveled to and from the fiefs,

urging everywhere. Preparations for war.

Since the beginning of the year, the empire’s ceremonial officials have

carried the emperor’s orders to the provinces and fiefs, mobilizing public

opinion, and telling the poor that as long as war, only war, they can change

their own destiny and get everything they want. Whether it is land, wealth,

title, women, etc., the war is launched not only for the empire, but also for

everyone. As a citizen of the empire, you should use your sword to plow out

the land you need to accomplish your unfulfilled cause.

As a result, the entire country gradually fell into a frenetic atmosphere,

even if there were a few voices of opposition and prevention, it was

immediately overwhelmed by the vast sea of people.

"You aristocrats, do you think this can stop us? Do you think that you can

control wealth and status forever!"

"I want to tell you, it's never possible, and it's absolutely wishful

thinking." A man dressed in dirty clothes stood on a tall wooden box and

shouted at the luxurious building in front of him. Below him are groups of

people from the lower classes who are equally sparsely dressed. They yelled in

response to the man, and from time to time they uttered cursing slang,

spitting at the mansion in this rich district.

"We can use swords, guns, and blood for everything we want, instead of hiding

in the high attic and shaking like you cowards, hahaha!" He laughed wildly.

There was also a burst of laughter from below.

"well said."

"Show those nobles a good look, haha!"

This group of people hooked their shoulders and looked at the aristocratic

mansion with the closed door, and their cheerful and proud expressions could

not hide.

On the third floor of the mansion, behind the curtain-covered glass window, an

18-year-old girl looked through the gap between the curtains and quietly

looked at the shirtless and messy crowd below, and retracted her head in fear.

Close the curtain.

She stepped back and turned to the side, looked at the mother in the house,

and asked timidly: "Mummy, this group of people feels so dangerous, why don't

the guards drive them away."

The lady sitting by the fireplace looking through the fashion magazine with

her glasses raised her head, glanced at her daughter, and said, "Let them go.

In a few days, these people will be taken with you. The front line is now, and

then it will be quiet."

"Really?"

"Well, when your father came back from get off work in the parliament

yesterday, I heard him say that for now, let's bear with him for a while.

After all, the emperor needs these untouchables to expand our territory."

"But, isn't it all about the knights who fight wars? I think heroes always

charge forward in those stories." The noble girl in a lavender dress walked

over to her mother and sat down.

"My child, times have changed." The mother touched her daughter's golden hair.

"The guns are now more powerful, and there are too many untouchables, just to

consume a batch of them in battle, so they won't jump like this."

"The Royal Academy where your brother goes to school is now also teaching

various tactics of using muskets. It is said that some teachers are officers

who have experienced the Cold Star Wars."

"Are they the officers of Crancia? I heard that they are amazing, and they are

all very handsome." The girl's eyes were full of curiosity.

"No, it is the officers of the Frost Union. Although they failed, many of them

are quite good. Incidentally, they also brought gun-related technology to the

empire." The mother shook her head and explained.

"His Majesty the emperor attaches great importance to these officers and

mages, and has also specially allocated funds to establish academies and

factories to train officers and make guns."

"Is the muskete really so powerful? I heard from my classmates that an elf can

easily shoot down a musketeer with a bow." The girl recalled what she had seen

in the school. Those elves were indeed amazing.

"I don't know this. Maybe there are too few elves. Besides, those long ears in

the forest are not my own after all." The mother turned the pages of the book.

"But don't you like the clothes and decorations of elves very much?" My

daughter looked at the colorful magazines in her mother's hands. Such things

are not cheap. Each book costs an extraordinary gold coin. The clothes and

dresses in the magazines also have many elves styles. of.

"I like clothes different from people. Just like the pure white cat you like

to raise, if one day he eats at the same table as you, it will always feel

awkward."

"Well, if it's a cat, as long as it doesn't eat what's on my plate, it doesn't

mind that much..." the girl hesitated for a while, and then replied.

"But what if it was the ** dog your brother raised."

"Never, it's so ugly, I don't want to eat with it."

"Gluck, so it's different after all, they are pets, and we are humans."

The mother smiled and stroked her daughter's head. Such ideas and thoughts are

now very popular in the upper echelon of the empire. The people of the empire

are noble and humans are great, and the elves, although very beautiful, are

outsiders of the old age and cannot be compared with humans.

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Crancia, the fortress of the apocalypse.

Under the blue sky, there is a golden field, and the haystacks after the wheat

harvest are piled up into small squares, covering this vast field of vision.

On this flat and empty ground, a towering and majestic fortress stood on the

ground, isolating the passage at the junction of the mountain and the sea.

On the fortress in the evening, the bricks and stones still had the warmth of

the sun. A soldier in armor stood upright on the wall, looking to the east.

The flag of the golden morning star was flying on the top of the tower,

announcing the fortress’s ownership. .

Since the victory over the Frost Alliance, the Apocalypse Fortress has also

returned to Crancia. At present, there are about 200,000 troops stationed in

the fortress, monitoring the feared empire in the east.

On the high tower in the fortress, a general wearing heavy armor overlooks the

golden field below.

"Has the grain on the golden plain been harvested?" The general's voice was a

little rough.

"The harvest is over. At present, various convoys continue to transport them

back to the fortress." The adjutant on the side opened the paper book in his

hand. These are the data reported recently.

"Has there been any new news from over there?"

"My lord, the first batch of the new army trained by Green is heading south.

After arriving at the Duke of Baska, it is estimated that it will be repaired

for a while."

"So, they will launch an offensive in the spring of next year." The general

analyzed in a deep voice.

"However, at this time, the empire has not yet been fully mobilized, and many

nobles in many places have been obstructed. Because the empire has recruited

troops, their available labor force has been reduced..."

"No, you don't understand the character of the emperor. He is not the kind of

chirping person. With his character, he won't wait for everything to happen

before he will act... ahem." The general shook his head, coughed a few times,

turned around, and the other officer beside him quickly handed clear water.

After he finished drinking, he moistened his throat before continuing.

"As long as a small victory, the emperor will advertise in the country, erect

a group of models, inspire the desires of the lower class, carry public

opinion, and sweep the nobles who hinder conscription and launch wars."

"And many little nobles will be jealous of the huge benefits obtained from the

war, and will no longer unite, join them, and then his goal will be achieved."

"With the empire's huge territory and population, it can mobilize soldiers and

resources far beyond ours. Once it is fully operational, it will become a

bloodthirsty, terrible lion. So, don't fail to prevent it."

Just as a few people were discussing, there was a rush of footsteps in the

corridor on the side, and the sound of metal armor rubbing could be clearly

heard from far to near.

"Report to Sir SEG, there is a letter from Solander." An elite soldier of the

War Sequence 4 stood at attention and reported loudly.

"bring here."

"Yes!" The adjutant took the tightly packed letter, quickly interpreted the

secret words on it, and then handed the translated text and the original to

General Saige.

SEG looked at the paper in his hand and passed it to the people around him for

a long time.

"A letter from Lord Pullman tells us that 100,000 cavalry from the Falcon will

come to support and strengthen the defense of the fortress."

"Does Falcon send someone over at this time?" The few people present looked at

each other a few times, and then they discussed.

"When we were at war with Frost Rose 6 years ago, the Falcon was on the

opposite side."

"Although they withdrew in time, it is still unknown whether they are worthy

of trust."

"Besides, the current Falcon ruler is still the same group of people."

"Because we stood in time, we had no good excuses to clean up the original

ruler."

"Ahem, just talk here, don't talk nonsense outside, this is against the

teachings of the sage." An officer pretended to cough and pointed out. UU

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"Of course this is clear. After all, they are all compatriots from the Xuehua

Seven Nations, and they still have to talk about friendship." Several other

generals replied, but judging from their looks, it might be a pity that the

timing was great.

"Sanctuary recently sent many people to Falcon, and it is said that all the

priests of the scepter of the Star Trails Palace have gone."

"What are you going to do over there?" a certain officer asked curiously.

"In the church, there are now a lot of people who worship His Royal Highness

Lorrain Hill, and some even directly claim that His Royal Highness should be

enshrined as a believing Seraph. And the scepter priest of the Star Trails

Palace is the leader of this group of people."

"He collected various quotations from His Highness in the past for this

purpose, and then wrote scriptures for dissemination within the church. The

Wings in the Falcon Kingdom also have many relics and verbal inheritance,

indicating that His Royal Highness is the original angel on the murals of the

past. "

"If he is allowed to prove success, the two are the same person, and this

scripture is listed as a recognized classic of the church, then His Highness

will be canonized directly and become the main faith of the church."

"In this way, all countries and races in Crancia will be highly unified. All

parties will also have a common belief."

"That is, the crimson flame singer, the sage of stars and miracles, the

beginning and the end of the Archangel of the wind, His Royal Highness Lorrain

Hill."

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