The Kingdom of Tada, one of the western countries of the continent, is adjacent to the strongest overlord in the West, the El Empire, and is one of the three major forces in the west except for the El Empire. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info In the era of the most powerful magic guide of the El Empire, the Kingdom of Tada existed as the lord territory of the El Empire, until the beginning of the Imperial War, the El Empire was in civil strife, and the Duke of Tada declared independence, in order to distract the attention of the El Empire, he also instigated a rebellion in the Loninglyre region and formed an alliance with the Hindman who was threatened by the El. After several years of warring with the El, the El Empire, which was eventually battered in the Imperial War, finally recognized Tada's independence and granted Loninglale autonomy, and the Duke of Tada was crowned king ever since. Time has passed, after the end of the war, the eastern civilization came to the west, the knowledge system of the continent has become more and more abundant, and the peak era of the magic guide has passed, but the El Empire is still as strong as ever after the recovery, and the Tada Kingdom has experienced nine generations of monarchs after the decline in national strength, and the alliance of the three parties is also close to breaking. Corruption, a decadent army, outdated facilities, and expropriation, the predominantly agricultural kingdom of Tada was devoured by the nobility and bureaucracy, and the burden was shifted to the people, which the king ignored. After all, how could the great Great Briusi III, as the representative and leader of the aristocratic class, waste his time on the small people? For more than 100 years, the army of the Tada Kingdom has lost a large part of its territory to its former allies, and now Tada has to rely on its old boss Al many times externally, but the internal oppression has not ended, and the dissatisfaction and anger of the people have been accumulated for a long time......

Kingdom of Tada, southwest.

The sun still rises as usual, and everything is business as usual for this little village.

''Why, that's all the money?'' The shy and big-bellied tax collector had the money bag in the hand of the disgruntled man, the whip was constantly waving, and the peasants were all around, their eyes full of anger and sorrow, and behind the tax officer, several fierce guards with weapons and nostrils turned to the sky, looking at them with disdain. The village chief bent down and stood in front of the tax officer, sweating on his forehead: "My lord, please be considerate, our village has a small population, and it is really..." The tax officer's shrill voice came from the gold-toothed mouth, and the whip was slammed to the ground, and the fat on his face was heaped in a heap. ''Listen, you poor hillbillies! If you don't pay all the taxes and offerings when I come back next time, then you! He pointed to the village chief: "You bad old man, go to prison!" Then they pointed to the other villagers: "And you, I can't send you all to prison, we don't have spare food to feed you idiots!" But friends, I'll make your life worse than death! The tax collector cursed incessantly, and the villagers bowed their heads in reluctance, and the young man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, eager to go up and punch the pig-like fellow, knock out his filthy gold teeth, and let him know how good they were countrymen. But he didn't dare, he wasn't afraid of the tax collectors, he wasn't afraid of the guards who acted for the tiger, he was afraid of the nobles and the private army in their hands. They represent the ruling class of the country, and they will not tolerate a group of untouchables beating their eagle dogs to death and challenging their authority. Of course, what they fear most is the anger of the people that burns the rotten throne of power under their butts. Not long ago, a young man in a village punched their tax officer, who then made him pay a heavy price. He was stripped naked, dropped on a high platform and dried alive, and the villagers were enraged, and they drove the nobles' lackeys out of the village with stones and sticks, and a terrible slaughter awaited them! More than 100 people were brutally killed, and children and women were sold into brothels and mines where drudgery gathered. The kingdom had been promoting this "rebellious" village as a textbook for a long time, and the survivors who had escaped the disaster wept and told others about the terrible night, including the blood splattering, the crying children, the smiling soldiers, and the angry tax collector who trampled on the heads of the villagers... All this makes the people angry and frightened. The aristocrats knew that such a naked threat would only increase the fear and hatred of the populace, but they only needed that they were afraid of themselves, and that they did not need the so-called "love". Of course, the aristocracy will not kill chickens and eggs, as long as they give some sweet dates and buy some hearts, these uneducated hillbillies will foolishly believe in them and become docile sheep and let them squeeze. In such a situation, these young people can only endure it, because one act of their own can cost the life of their entire family or even the entire village.

''Listen, you poor ghosts! The tax collector waved his whip and shouted at the top of his voice: "The next time I come, you must pay all the taxes you owe to your lord, and it is your duty to live and use the lord's land." If you still don't have enough to pay your taxes...'' He waved his fat arm and whistled the whip: ''Then don't blame me...''

''Your Excellency, Your Excellency, the Tax Collector!'' Just as the tax collector was about to raise his voice to utter the rest of the words, a panicked soldier rushed forward with a shout, and nearly fell in front of the tax collector. ''What's going on?'' The fat pig-like tax collector looked at the soldier who had disturbed his speech with an unhappy expression, and asked with an unhappy expression, "Could it be that the El Empire is coming?" '''No, it's not Al'' The soldier waved his hand in a panic and shook his head: ''Yes, it's the rebels!''' It's the rebels! ''''Rebels?! The fat pig tax officer was stunned for a moment, and then immediately remembered something, his face instantly turned white, his body trembled, and he lost his arrogant appearance just now: "Quick, quickly collect all the money!" The tax collector said with his hands dancing, and the money bag in his hand fell to the ground, and he threw himself on the cash box on the ground and hugged it tightly: "Run, run!" The tax collector was completely devoid of his previous arrogance, and when the whip fell on the ground, he did not pick it up, and the attendants turned pale and cried out: "Oh my God, how did they come here!'" When the villagers saw the scene in front of them, they were very strange, and they tried hard to think about who they were, and the village chief raised his waist, but no one cared about his business anymore.

''Boom!'' A huge ball of fire slammed into the ground, and a wave of hot air swept through half of the village, and the men brought by the tax collector at the entrance of the village either flew into the air or were swallowed up by the sweeping flames, and in an instant they were reduced to charcoal. Even on a sunny day when the sun was rising, the red glow illuminated everyone's faces, including the pale face of the tax collector who collapsed to the ground. ''Charge! With a loud roar, in the smoke and dust, dozens of burly figures rushed up against the heat wave and stepped on the scorched ground, waving the swords in their hands. ''Stop them!'' Block them! The tax collector howled incessantly, but the frightened guards had already abandoned him and fled, leaving him dragging his two limp legs to the ground. ''Boom!'' ''It's the flame rising again, but this time the flame comes from the sky. Huge hot air balloons floated in the sky at a height of more than 100 meters, dropping deadly bombs on the fleeing guards. The tax collector brought more than 20 people to collect taxes in this area, which can be described as rampant in the countryside, but now they are facing the combat power that can destroy hundreds of kingdom soldiers in the blink of an eye! Faced with this situation, the tax collector could only tremble and watch as the yellow-haired strong men grabbed their men like chickens, and then killed them with a sword. The leading barbarian in leather armor slashed a scared pants-peeing guard in half with a sword, wiped the blood from his body, and strode over to him.

''Please, spare my life, I, I'll give you all this...''' The tax collector trembled and picked up the wooden box in his hand, his face full of tears and snot. The barbarian didn't look at the wooden box in his hand, but picked him up like a chicken, and let it fall to the ground and spill dozens of glittering gold coins. ''Hmm...' Even though the Barbarian seemed to be able to pick him up with ease, the weight of this guy also made the Barbarian Captain frown. His muscles bulged and lifted the tax collector to his feet, allowing him to scream desperately, slamming him to the ground. ''Poof! The fat pig tax officer was smashed to the ground, and the fat all over his body shook in waves, and the tax officer only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth. At this time, the villagers were terrified, but they did not run away, because these big men did not hurt them, and they were already frightened and stupid and had no ability to escape.

The tax collector lay on the ground, the iron-smelling liquid in his mouth slowly flowing out and gathering together like fat, the pain of the broken ribs inserting into his internal organs made him tremble, and he tried to move his limbs in vain, and his fat body had now become a great burden to him. ''My lord! He heard the words of the muscular men, and saw the thick soles of his feet move away, and he raised his head with great difficulty, and looked at the tall and thin Oriental man who walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and the hook-nosed man next to him. ''What's that?'' The tall and thin man looked at the large lump of fat on the ground, stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand dissatisfiedly: "Why are you keeping this thing?" Have we seen fewer tax collectors in the past few years? There is no shortage of him, kill! Hearing this, the last glimmer of hope in the tax officer's heart was also swallowed up by despair, and he tried to explain his usefulness like the tall and lanky "savior", but the excessive squeezing of his chest cavity had made him lose the ability to speak, and he could only open his mouth and shake his head with sticky blood flowing. But the barbarian did not care about his actions, he raised his sword, walked up to the fat man, and under the attention of that frightened eye, he raised his sword and fell. Dou Da's head fell, and blood splattered out, staining the gold coins scattered on the ground red.

The villagers were stupid, really stupid, in these few minutes, the tax collector of a kingdom, the bloodsucking worm on the common people, the spokesman of the lackeys of the aristocratic class, just spread on the ground like a dead dog, and the person who killed them was standing there with an indifferent face at this time, grumbling unabashedly. ''Wang Shengzhe, what's going on?'' The hook-nosed man asked dissatisfiedly, frowning: This is the government army you are talking about, isn't this TM just a pretending force, wasting a fireball for these dozens of people! And the man named Wang Shengzhe was not very happy: "How do I know! There are more than a dozen people standing at the entrance of the village alone, and my balloon is too big to go too far, and the result is such a thing! Okay, all stand up, and the people are watching. Wang Shengzhe dealt with it as he made a color to a barbarian captain behind him, and the captain understood it, and immediately walked back and shouted a few words in the native language of the barbarian tribe. The barbarians behind immediately got out of the way, and the four barbarians pushed a wooden platform three or four meters high and walked over, with two bright red flags planted on the wooden platform, and pushed the wooden platform between the team and the villagers, and they stepped on several corpses along the way, but they didn't care at all and ran over directly.

After that, a scene that made the villagers jaw-dropping appeared. The ordinary, tall, thin Oriental man slowly floated up, without the help of external forces or magic spells, it was just so natural, naturally "flying" and naturally falling on the high platform. He looked around, smiled, took out a piece of paper from his bosom, glanced at it twice, then put it away again, and cleared his throat: "Villagers of the village of Poridor, we are the Tada Liberation Army. When Wang Shengzhe said this, there was a commotion among the villagers below, some women covered their mouths, and the village chief stood in front of the procession, his mouth wide open and trembling. ''Villagers. Wang Shengzhe continued: "We have no malice, we are just rebels, rebels against all evil kingship. Torture the country, torture all the poor. Look at this tax collector with an ugly face, who treats you like animals, tramples on your dignity, and even takes away your subsistence rations, the anger of the peasants has been building up for a long time, but they don't have the courage to take the first step. Wang Shengzhe's tone was a little too high: "Now, he is dead, no different from a mad dog that has been killed, the nobles are not terrible, what is terrible is that there are no oppressed people to rebel against them, and we are here for this." You should have heard of us, and you should know that from the Mula ridge to the town of Kurudomu has been liberated, and we are united in the struggle for the poor people of Tada! Wang Shengzhe paused, glanced at the crowd, and his tone reached a climax: "I announce that from this moment on, this land will officially become part of the great JF District, all excess taxes will be abolished, and all the lord's land will be confiscated and distributed to all the people!" Whether you are a man or a woman, or a landlord hired a farmer, the land will be distributed to everyone according to the head! When he said this, the villagers in the audience who did not understand the profound words before also boiled, since they were born, they had not heard of a lord willing to give the land to everyone, and this alone was enough to make them stand in line quickly. ''Trust us!'' Wang Shengzhe waved his arms and shouted loudly: "We have an army, we have armed, we have wiped out the private armies of the three viscounts because they are unwilling to share their land, and the nobles will tremble, because the people they oppressed now have their power!" Join us! I know what you are afraid of, but rest assured, ignorant kings and courtiers will not care about us, and the lords will also tremble under our swords, you have been oppressed for so many years, and now is the time for you to fight for survival, join us, long live the liberation of Tada! ‘’

After Wang Shengzhe's passionate speech, the villagers were completely boiling, although the power of the kingdom frightened them, but the words of the oriental man also convinced them, and the conditions were even more dreamy. Wang Shengzhe slowly floated off the stage, and his expression looked very close to the people. ''Hey, yes, memorized it?'' The hook-nosed man leaned over and asked in a whisper. ''Let you recite it dozens of times, and you can memorize it.'' Wang Shengzhe replied, then smiled and walked towards the excited villagers. ''It's really you, excuse me, I always thought you didn't exist. At this time, the village chief, supported by Wang Shengzhe, was already in tears. ''It doesn't matter, we're real, and we're coming. Wang Shengzhe replied as he motioned to the army behind him, and after the barbarians, hundreds of soldiers of all kinds entered the village amid the cries of the people. ''Lord Wang, please let us join.'' A group of excited young people gathered, they were attracted by Wang Shengzhe's speech, and being a soldier sometimes had a lot of oil and water. ''Welcome.'' Wang Shengzhe smiled: "Also, just call me comrade." Wang Shengzhe glanced at Li Renjie, who had a hooked nose, Li Renjie waved the flag in his hand helplessly, and the balloon in mid-air saw the waving flag and immediately descended dozens of meters. Then, on top of the balloon, a red banner with the Tada script was laid down:

"Long live the PLA, long live the Tada people!" ’

Li Renjie looked at the scene in front of him, sighed, and couldn't help but think of a conversation between him and Wang Shengzhe:

Li: Wang Shengzhe, can you do this thing here? You're not a party member. ‘’

Wang: You are wrong, this is not a problem of the party, as long as it is useful, we can try, Tada is a declining medieval agricultural country, this set of *** absolutely works, how many times more advanced than them.......''

''Hey, this kid, you have an idea. Li Renjie smiled, took out a map from his pocket, and looked at it carefully: "Well, it seems that this village will also collect taxes tomorrow... Hahaha, I really want to thank these tax collectors who have made a name for themselves. Li Renjie looked at the bloody fat on the ground, pursed his lips in disgust, and spared him from the side. The goblin who followed him skillfully picked up the blood-stained gold coins, wiped them slightly, and threw them into the "munition bag" behind him......