The revolution that took place in September 1620 at the Fort of Atonement in September 1620 was like throwing a stone into a pond, and the great changes caused by the revolutionary passion were like the waves stirred up by the stones, not only breaking the traditional order of the provincial capitals, but also spreading the waves of the revolution to the outside world, causing more or less, sooner or later, to the "outsiders" who had not personally participated in the revolution.

The first to be inspired by the revolution were, of course, the towns around Fort Atonement.

The full text of Rudolf Koras's speech delivered in front of the Temple Square on September 6 was published in the newspaper, and every Far Easterner who read it could not help but be thrilled. Rudolph's last sentence, "The people of the Far East have now stood up", is particularly exciting, an unprecedented sense of national cohesion and pride that connects people who are keen to discuss the matter through newspapers and word of mouth, breaking down the boundaries of space and identity, and forming a simple consensus: there are many compatriots in this world who hate the tyranny of the empire and the oppression of the Church as much as I do, and the invincible General Rudolph overthrew everything we hate, he is our great man, our leader, our national heroGeneral Rudolph will lead us Far Easterners to win real freedom and establish a homeland that belongs to all our Far Easterners in this land where our ancestors have lived and multiplied for generations.

The sound of revolutionary cannons has brought a new concept of the nation-state to the Far Easterners, but only a few people have this awareness, and the vast majority of the vast land of 4.3 million square miles is isolated from the rest of the world, there are no newspapers and few foreign travelers, the news is relatively closed, the revolutionary storm in the capital has not yet blown to these places, and the countrymen, who occupy more than 60% of the population of the Far East, still live in the inertia of the old era, thinking that the Far East is still a frontier province of that distant and terrible empire.

The society in which human beings live is not a pool of homogeneous media, and the spread and influence of major events in human society are not evenly diffused from the center of the incident to the periphery like water waves, and the speed of transmission depends on the convenience of transportation and media. As a result, the revolutionary storm at Fort of Atonement spread faster and farther to the western, more advanced western regions, which were closer to the interior of the empire and less well connected, than in the northern countryside, where transportation was scarce.

On September 6, Rudolph made a public speech on the balcony on the second floor of the temple, declaring the independence of the Far East, and the next day this explosive news crossed the river plain to the Olevi Fortress, and the local commander immediately transmitted this urgent military information to the military district headquarters of the Imperial Komi Province through the Ulino Pass, and the compiled information once again flew westward on the wings of magic, and arrived at the Holy City of Asan, the capital of the Empire, on the night of September 7. On the evening of September 8, the third day of the declaration of independence in the Far East, when the citizens of the end of the day's work habitually opened the evening newspaper at the dinner table, they were surprised to find that the front page headline was full of black-pressed crowds, and a middle-aged man in military costume and gloomy face on the balcony on the second floor was waving to the people.

Who is this man?

What are you doing?

With similar curiosity, people put down their bread and coffee to read the headlines, and for the first time in their lives, thousands of people learned that there had been a revolt against taxation in the easternmost part of the empire, in the exiled ghost land, and that a militia leader named Rudolf Kolas seized the opportunity to seize the supreme power of the provincial capital, not only proclaimed himself lord of the Far East, but also brazenly declared that the mob that followed him in the rebellion was no longer heretical, and that he no longer fulfilled his obligations under the law to the imperial government and the Church of Pero.

"Pure!" Corofa Zion threw away the newspaper in his hand, shook his head and laughed, "I dare say that the guy who wrote this report has never been to the Far Eastern provinces at all, nor has he had an in-depth understanding of the causes of the revolution in the Far East. ”

A slender hand reached over, picked up the newspaper, and slowly unfolded it, careful not to stain the fringed evening dress with the ink.

Grofa leaned slightly and stared at the jade hand, which was as white and tender as an orchid, which could either gently shake the folding fan with lace gloves or smash the ogre's head with one palm with iron gloves.

Such a beautiful hand certainly belonged to a beautiful young lady, and at this moment she was sitting beside Grofa, the afterglow of the setting sun shining into the canopy, the clever contrast of light and shadow added a bit of classical oil painting-like texture to this beautiful and quiet face, the light blonde hair was combed into a delicate bun, the smooth forehead and the high bridge of the nose set the tone of grace and atmosphere for her beauty, and the sapphire eyes looked particularly deep and charming when she concentrated on reading the newspaper, even if the newspaper used all the sensational words in her eyes, her eyes were not moved in the slightest. Calm and calm like an iceberg.

"Palatina, haven't you read the evening newspaper?"

"Actually, I read it before I went out, but I wanted to read it more carefully and try to find out why this report of the rebellion in the Far East made His Royal Highness the Prince of Canaan furious." Her Royal Highness Palatina Sigmoone Hansenberg, the daughter of Prince Sigmunt, Field Marshal of the Holy Assanian Empire, deputy head of the "Knights of Discipline", and the youngest female general in the history of the Empire, replied casually.

"It's not enough to be angry, I just regret that the report was full of errors, and if the decision-makers of the empire had looked at this storm from the east with the same mentality, I am afraid that they would have made the wrong decision." Gallopa Zion, the eldest son of Joshua VIII, Marquis of Canaan, shook his head and sighed, "The Far Eastern Province of the Empire is adjacent to Canaan, and the common border between the two sides crosses the Celestial Desert, and there are Parnia, the Nelok Order and many witch families in the desert, the situation is quite complicated, if the Empire mishandles the Far East issue and causes this region to fall into chaos, we Canaan may also be affected, just imagine tens of thousands of Far Eastern refugees rushing across the border I have a headache." ”

Palatina put down the newspaper and stared at Corofa with charming blue eyes: "I have rarely seen you have a headache for something since I was a child, since the newspaper report on the rebellion in the Far Eastern Province is not detailed enough, you can explain the inside story for me, anyway, the carriage will have to walk for half an hour to reach the 'Palace of Love', instead of sitting in a daze, it is better to talk about interesting topics to kill time." ”