Imibizero's legs tightened when he thought of this—things that even he didn't know were beginning to appear again, could it be that this time Elta's turmoil was really a replica of the Red Dragon Country? Or is it something more serious, like a showdown of the gods?

When Imibizero, who had recovered his composure from his panic and looked up, there was no living god in front of him—not even a human figure.

He should have led tens of thousands of troops to Hong Kong to station, and he was so arrogant that he could even chant two lines of poetry, such as "If the country lives and dies for profit, how can it be avoided because of misfortune and fortune" and so on. But why, is this happening? ……

Who can understand the feeling that this army in his hands - no, it should be said that he and this small garrison force are simply appendages of Ukroschatia - this kind of general has almost become a prisoner of the ranks?

Thinking of this, Imbizero's deep distress again - but if he could have learned that the Western Expeditionary Army was now left with only a few small boats drifting along the river, perhaps he would not have been distressed by this. Because what he is suffering about now is really a very luxurious thing for the entire Bimonthly Church in Elta's forces.

Desheng Taizu said: "It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to become a famous overlord." ”

The Elta Army and the PLAs who command such an army naturally do not want to sell their names and learn from the overlords. But where to go to chase the poor? Does the poor still exist? That's a problem.

Tens of thousands of captives had already held hands and were roped into a string of river-powered shallow-bottomed barges that had been stuffed into the open roof to the west, and the valuable of them would be the ones who had been captured in the previous few captives to estimate the share of the ransom in preparation for the possible bi-monthly peace talks in the future. If the Bimonthly Church is reluctant to negotiate peace, then of course it is possible - they will have to work in high-risk manual jobs until the next century, all year round.

After the fall of the Western Expeditionary Army, looking east from the east side of Garcia, the capital of the direct belt, all the way to the coastline, I am afraid that there is no armed force in front of the Elta Army except for the Elta Volunteers and various small bandits.

In addition to the Elta Volunteers, who had already made contact with the forward forces and began to lay down their arms and cheer, the breakup and defeat of small bandits under the blows of the security forces mixed with the regular army and the security army were also fully expected. As for the princes who have not yet been naturalized in various places-

"Princes?" Offy Mondridge pushed the tablet that had finished playing the video recording of the battle in Garcia City to the table, "Since you have this strength, you don't have to think about what princes are not princes. Just ask Monsieur Doniva to the throne. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Whoever is disobedient, you can just set up such a thing to go around the city." Offe Mondridge drew a circle in the air with his finger, "You don't have to activate it, I think someone will know how you destroyed Garcia." Oh no, I think the cowardly merchants of the Southern Alliance should see you and open the city to greet you. ”

"What about the Northland, where snow falls all year round? What is the former director's opinion on this? But Mr. Ouffe Mondridge, I would like to make it clear once again that we are the people who do not like the use of force at all. It's best to be able to solve it with money and talk, and our elders said, 'Make a lot of money in a muffled voice, that's the loudest drop!' ’”

"Ah, ah, I know, I'm just kidding. I'm going to say directly that now that no one in the Elta Empire dares to look directly at each other, then you are not happy, so what should I do? As for the Northland," Offe Mondridge touched Elena's head, who was sitting next to her, "and you'll find out if you ask her." But I think the old fox must have understood things and knew what was important. ”

After a night of summer breezes, the smoke over Garcia had completely dissipated.

The short-sighted old father? The younger brother of the prince who died? The arrogant Western Crusade? Or is it a rebel army that aids in the abuse? Now they have all been scattered in the morning light, or they have been turned into ashes on the ground by the dazzling sun.

Doniva Siravia strolls along the cleared riverbank, staring at the river illuminated by the morning light.

On the contrary, it was the Otherworldly who was supposed to be heinous and heinous in his crimes that extended a helping hand to Elta, who had fallen in the abyss. And it was with this heavy hand that Elta and he were able to see the morning light of today's morning fog.

What's left in Elta? Others may not know that Emperor Doniva, as a former close confidant of the family, knows better than anyone else.

This war was not as long as the years of fighting between the continent's previous empires and divided principalities, but it was so intense and destructive that Doniva could not have imagined. Whether it is the annihilation of the Eastern and Western armies, the rebellion of the rebel armies, or the autonomy and banditry that have lost law and order in various localities, those things can indeed only be left in one or two sentences in the report and history......

But what passes between the seemingly insipid words is really all the life of the Elta people. It would not be an exaggeration to say that every stroke of the history of this year was condensed with the blood of tens of millions of Eltas.

Before the portal was opened by the Forbidden Spell Workshop and the Priests, how many people was in Elta? As for how many people are now? Doniva only knew that some towns and villages would probably never be able to receive postmen surveying the population—except for a few core areas that were controlled by a relatively stable number of princes, such as the direct districts and the East Elta, it was not known how many villages and towns had simply disappeared from the map. Now, he doesn't dare or want to count how many people in Elta are still alive.

Yes, Elta still has thousands of acres of fertile land, great rivers and mountains, and several silver and gold mines, if you want to put it bluntly—but are these miracles more precious than real money to pay off the Otherworldly people throwing in?

Obviously not enough. Although the mechanic-ridden farms of Sierta are also rolling in wheat this season, how much should the machinery brought in by the otherworldly people be worth if they hire the mechanics at any cost? As for the food, which had been exchanged for the Elta's own labor, Doniva could only think that it was an alien doing good, and nothing else.

It was also hard work, and the Elta people of the Charles era could barely get enough to eat. Yes, that's right, the landlords and bureaucrats stripped the grass people of their blood and sweat, and they all ate their whole rounds - but can their standard of living be comparable to that of the self-supporting workers in Mendong City? Clean running water, flat houses, varied and delicious food, these are things that the rich royal family can't do......

"Your Majesty Doniva! Please let me go, thank you! ”

A pensive Doniva hurriedly pressed down his hat and stood with the two guards beside him to the ruins by the roadside. He looked at him and saw that the soldiers behind him were being pushing carts full of timber recovered from the ruins of bombed-out houses.

"What are you going to do with all this broken wood, boys?"

According to the orders of the Elta Army, when encountering a big person like the royal family, if they don't ask and it is really inconvenient for them to salute, they can pay attention. But if Emperor Doniva asked at this time, the soldiers had no choice but to salute after stabilizing the cart.

"Report to Your Majesty Doniva, these are valuable raw materials that the Governor has asked to collect. As for what it does, we don't know. However, there are some that should be the most broken and used to burn the boiler. The sergeant leading the cart saluted and replied loudly. What are your Majesty's instructions? ”

"Okay, thank you." Doniva took a closer look at the wood in the body, and there were all kinds of wood grains. Just like that, I want to ask the people of the other world whether they will use it to make paper or make machinery, which is still a bit too arbitrary.

But there is no doubt that the Otherworldly Man has the ability to turn waste into treasure. Doniva thought of making paper, and couldn't help but think directly of the fate of the tattered clothes of the people who had taken refuge in Cierta more than half a year ago.

Elta's traditional paper-making workshops all use cork and even bark. In the end, those tattered cotton clothes were compressed and stored like treasures by the Otherworlders, and they were not used until the paper mill in the south of Mendong City opened...... The white paper made of those rags and cotton wool is even more beautiful than the white paper made from the bark of Elta's small workshop, and it is almost the same as the white paper made in China.

If it is said that waste is turned into treasure, and stones are turned into gold, it is nothing more than that.

Doniva continued to walk up the stone street along the river after the bucket truck passed, and he looked around—not only rags and broken wood, but also the people around him. From the clay statues of the bereaved dogs who drifted with the tide and were godless and did not know the country, to the qualified workers in Mendong City and Dun City, and even more so to the current ban on the available soldiers who could not be idle, who would take care of them on the Elta continent, and how could there be such a reborn change? In fact, from this point of view alone, it is not impossible for the Otherworlders to do such a thing for Doniva to use Elta to pay off the debt.

The swearing-in ceremony outside the cemetery square is still like yesterday from now. However, in the first half of the year, the people of the other world only turned over the sky of Sielta, but in the second half of the year, it really covered the land of Elta. Looking at Garcia, strewn with the ruins of the house walls, Doniva Siravia had no doubt that sooner or later it would become a new city on a par with Mendong City—nothing more than half a year or a year later.

The Otherworldly Man had indeed pressed all the way from the rags and the refugees all the way to the land of Elta. Doniva doesn't need to think about it, this is truly a world change, as long as anyone in this world has a view of the universe can feel it.

The scenery behind that mountain? Doniva smiled. I have climbed to the top of the mountainside with the help of the power of outsiders, and I am only an arm's length away from the top of the mountain, right?

This concludes the second volume, "The World Turned Upside Down".

The third volume, "Halfway up the mountain," will begin to meet you tomorrow, and it will be the same sentence - thank you for your continued support.

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