The city of Innsbruck is located in the northern foothills of the Alps.

In the mountains north of Innsbruck, it was here that the Wolf family's army fought a fierce battle with the Weissbach family mountain garrison.

To the south of Innsbruck, there are even higher mountains, teeming with all sorts of otherworldly creatures, and no army dares to stay here for long periods of time, so they can only rush through quickly.

His Majesty the Emperor, Otto II, rode in the middle of the mountain road, guarded by a large number of "Blade Warriors" of the Emperor's Guard, flanked by two demigods of the Saxon family, the "Acid Dragon" Hedwig and the "Dragon of Fantasy" Bruno.

It is in this world without players that Otto II dares to appear in front of the army in ignorance and fearlessness, otherwise the players who are not afraid of death will directly teach the two demigods what is "ant annoying death elephant".

Emperor Otto is a middle-aged man with curly blond hair, deep pupils, and a majestic face. With a broad forehead and a high nose bridge, it exudes the feeling that "this person is ambitious and ambitious".

The ranks in front gradually became clogged, and a bladed warrior cavalry came like the wind, quickly dismounted and half-knelt in front of Emperor Otto, and reported in a loud voice:

"Your Majesty! Two dragons blocked the road in front of them, demanding to meet His Majesty and the two demigods! ”

The Emperor's Saxon family, also known as the dragon family, has an inexplicable relationship with the dragons of the whole continent, so the Blade Warrior did not attack at the first time, but hurried to inform the news.

"Come with me to the dragon, both of you." Emperor Otto took the reins of his horse and said.

The two demigods bowed slightly.

The three of them continued to ride their horses, and soon in the Gschnitz Gorge in front of them, they saw two dragons blocking the road.

Before they could get closer, the mounts under the trio screamed in terror, and Death refused to go on. They had no choice but to dismount and walk through the layers of guards of the Blade Samurai to the front of the two dragons.

"Gulotov. Skavallon. Saxony. The two dragons raised their necks and the sound shook the mountains, "In accordance with the sacred covenant of the ancients, Salakli has come to meet you according to the oath. ”

The Sarakli, or "Guardians of the Celestial Vault", are a family of dragons who live in the central Alps.

So the emperor slowly raised a hand, and the bloodline ability of "Dragon IV" attacked, causing dragon scales to quickly bulge on his arm:

"Gulotov. Skavallon. Salakli! I need your strength to destroy the defenses of the South for me, and go with me! ”

"Little Saxony." The dragon on the left hung his head, "Listen to me, this war that you have painstakingly provoked is bound to fall into a sad defeat. ”

"They have terrible power above the heavenly vault, enough to destroy this world." The dragon on the right flapped its wings restlessly, and the violent air currents shook the nearby Blade Samurai back, "They also have a large number of steel eagles in the clouds, which can shoot terrifying flames and lightning, little Saxony, you have no chance of winning." ”

"However, under the invasion of the demon tide, all their technological products have been burned!" Emperor Otto raised his voice, "The chess pieces I have laid have destroyed their repair machine!" They have now lost their advanced swords, and in a mere contest of courage and strength, we Franks will never lose! ”

"Little Saxony, what is really terrible is not ignorance, but arrogance." The dragon on the left continued, "Go back, and don't waste your sacred oath with mine on this kind of war that is bound to be lost. ”

"When the eagle flapps its wings and flies high in the sky, the lion on the ground below is the size of an ant, but you must not really think of it as an ant." The dragon on the right raises its neck.

"Salakli!" Emperor Otto said sharply, "Your dragon clan's thinking only judges strength and weakness, but you don't know that there are more important things in this world than strength and weakness!" ”

"Our human empire, which has been economically plundered and exploited by the Holy See for many years, has reached an extremely terrifying point of trade scissors based on the technological gap. During my grandfather's reign, the hard-working Frankish workers had to rush to make 800 million shirts in order to get a plane back from the hands of the Holy See! ”

The two dragons widened their golden pupils. The dragons had no concept of trading, but the Emperor's wrath was transmitted to them through the spirits of the same bloodline, causing their blood to boil furiously. They roared in the sky, like a high roar, resounding for thousands of miles.

The close Blade Warrior hurriedly covered his ears and retreated, his mucous membranes torn apart by the violent sound waves, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

At the rear of the line, Asker also heard the Emperor's loud roar.

He also knows the stalk of "800 million shirts", which is nothing more than that developing countries cannot make high-tech products, so they are forced to trade with developed countries with cheap products, and have suffered a huge trade deficit for a long time.

In fact, thanks to Otto I who seized the opportunity of Italy and civil strife, coerced the Pope to get a batch of technical assistance, and annexed the Lombard region of northern Italy, and finally transformed the HRE Empire from an agricultural country to a low-end industrial country, otherwise there would be no chance to trade with the Holy See, and could only be a dog of the Holy See.

(It is the greatest honor to be a dog of the Holy See, Wang!) ）

"During my father's reign, the empire's industry developed rapidly, and thousands of factories were built over a vast land. For the first time, we have our own infrastructure system, our own energy supply, and our own domestic demand market......" Emperor Otto's beard trembled like thunder, and his pupils seemed to have golden-red lava about to erupt:

"But that's not enough! The riches of our hard work are being plundered by the Holy See, and unequal trade continues! As long as the Holy See is still restricting our free trade with our neighbors, we will have to stay in the low-end industrial chain and continue to be squeezed! ”

The emperor, full of ambition and ambition, opened his hands, and his voice roared in the ears of the people around him like a violent storm:

"I want the Frankish nation to stand proudly on this continent once again, even in the most tragic wars! I want to make the Holy Solomonic Empire great again, until the ancient Solomonic Empire is fully restored to its strength and glory! ”

His bold words are loud and infectious. The dragons hung their heads silently, the demigods put their hands on their chests and bowed slightly, and even the bladed warriors behind them also knelt down densely, roaring with tears in their eyes:

"Make the Empire Great Again!"

The blade warrior's half-kneeling soon caused a linkage reaction like dominoes, and the unknown soldiers behind him also knelt down.

From Lower Lorraine to Upper Lorraine, from Saxony to Thuringia, from Bohemia to Bavaria, from Franconia to Carinthia, Lombardy and Burgundy, soldiers from all the principalities fell to their knees and shouted mechanically following the slogan that came from the front:

"Make the Empire Great Again! Banzai! Banzai! Long live the Empire! Long live the Emperor! ”

Asker in the ranks, of course, did not stand out from the crowd at this time, plainly and unnecessarily conspicuous, and just followed half-kneeling with a blank face.

He knelt half-kneeling, and the girls naturally followed suit, only to hear the slogan in front of him sounding like a landslide, and the voice had completely changed when it came to this side, and it actually became "Make the emperor great again".

"Make the Emperor Great Again! Long live the Empire! Long live the Emperor! The fiercest shouter around was Eleanor's second brother Henry, a Bavarian man who had served as a blade warrior almost desperately shouting, his arms waving wildly in the air, and his face was already flushed.

What the hell is "making the emperor great again"! Asker couldn't help but complain frantically in his heart.

He looked back and saw the girls staring at him in unison, with bewildered expressions of "where are we" and "what are we doing" on their faces.