The light wind blew the sea, and the snow-white waves rolled up, like a naughty child greedily licking the smooth sand, and then slowly receded, like a shy girl gently pulling the swinging long skirt.

And on this vast and boundless ocean, an island like a maple leaf is slowly moving, whether it is the turbulent waves, or the high tide, it is cut horizontally by the majestic island in front of you, it is like the sword of creation in the hands of the creator, fearlessly cutting through all obstacles in front of you.

The maple-leaf-like island roams the sea like a giant aircraft carrier in later generations, but it has the absolute stability of the island, and the mountains, forests, and even rivers and lakes above are still located and distributed smoothly, without the slightest cracks and collapses caused by movement.

On this drifting island, the most striking thing is the southeast corner, where a beautiful city is located, the flame-patterned Gothic towers are like burning pillars of fire, directly into the sky, and at the top of it, under a beautiful carved cross, the nearly three-meter flag is hunting against the sea breeze from the sky.

Noble golden fleur-de-lis flags flutter in the wind on the tops of many towering buildings, reflecting the happiness and joy on the faces of pedestrians on the cleaned and well-planned streets.

The carriages had already been prepared, carrying many workers dressed in simple clothing, and headed for the outskirts of the city, as the timber mills and quarries were rebuilt and expanded, and a large number of captured sailors were working in an orderly manner under the strict supervision of the Imperial soldiers around them.

The simple new roads stretching from the city of Paris to the sea have been extended, and a captured sailor has to obey in order to save his life, no matter how unwilling he is.

And while the inhabitants of Paris were united and united, the nobles and officials in the city were not idle, but all mobilized.

With the issuance of Chopin's initiatives and orders one after another, they are also nervously dealing with the acquisition and distribution of various resources, and their struggles and efforts have made everything in the city of Paris develop in an orderly manner.

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The implementation and promulgation of various measures and orders after Chopin's return made the already lively Paris suddenly become more noisy.

In the second week after Chopin's return, when he was discussing the planning and expansion of the city with his officials, the familiar system prompt sounded again.

"Event trigger: Your Majesty, after this period of time, your architectural renovation of Paris has made the French Empire take another steady and difficult step in its journey in this other world, and also made the prestige of the French Empire more famous."

"Therefore, a thousand French refugees lost in the storm of time and space have all decided to respond to God's call to come to your side and contribute their modest contribution to the construction of the empire.

In Chopin's mind, the game instructor, who had been transformed into the image of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old pretty beauty, said timidly.

After the other party's voice absorbed the unique rules of this world, it was no longer as stiff, cold, and mechanical as it used to be, but became like a yellow warbler out of the valley, tactful and soft.

"Imperial refugees?"

Hearing the system's prompt, Chopin muttered to himself.

When he first came to this other world, he encountered a similar incident, but at that time, he accepted 500 refugees, and now, that number has directly doubled.

But in any case, at the moment of such a shortage of population, Chopin naturally could not refuse.

"Of course, the people of France are naturally under my command!"

"As you wish, Your Majesty."

After saying this, the voice of the game instructor lady fell completely silent.

Soon after, the guards from outside came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the soldiers patrolling the seashore have found quite a few refugees from the Empire."

"Oh? Take me to see it. ”

Chopin got up, temporarily halted his conversation with his officials, and instead followed the Imperial soldier who had delivered the message to the shore.

"Great and merciful King of France, thank you for your willingness to take us in, God will bless you forever."

After discovering Chopin's figure, one of the Imperial refugees, who had been exhausted, suddenly became excited, and under the ever-spreading whistling, the refugees supported each other, and then all knelt down in front of Chopin.

At this time, the eyes of these refugees floated,

It is endless gratitude and reverence.

Although Chopin was a little uncomfortable with the sudden scene in front of him, he quickly reacted.

"Rest assured, since you have come to Paris, then there is no need to worry about the rest of the rest, and everything will be fine under the protection of the Lord."

"Arrange food and accommodation for these refugees, and take care of them as much as possible."

After making a promise to the refugees for this semester, Chopin turned around and instructed the two officials who were with him.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Although it was not easy for these two officials to deal with the food and accommodation of these thousands of people in a short time, they knew one thing better, that is, although His Majesty's tone just now was flat, the attitude in his words had been completely revealed, and if the two of them could not solve this little problem, then there was no need to continue in this position.

"Thank you, great God, and thank you, merciful King Your Majesty!"

Hearing Chopin's words, these refugees, who had been hungry for a long time, also let out a tidal wave of cheers again, for these refugees now, what they need most is to fill their empty stomachs.

With a large amount of abundant food and fresh water transported, these refugees, who had long been hungry with their chests and backs, still had so many scruples, and after receiving the food allocated to them, they began to devour them one by one.

And just as Chopin was about to leave, a middle-aged man who had hurriedly settled the food in his hand rushed towards Chopin with some eagerness.

The other party's move was naturally taken down by the imperial soldiers guarding Chopin at the first time.

Pointed at by the sharp blade glowing with coldness, the middle-aged man also seemed to be startled, and then his whole body trembled completely uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty, I have something to give you, perhaps, it can play a big role in the current construction of Paris."

"Oh?"

Chopin's original steps stopped abruptly, and then he turned around, and subconsciously looked at the other party.

"What item?"

Chopin raised his hand and motioned for the Imperial soldiers on the side to let go of the middle-aged man and let him come over.

"What is this?"

Looking at the wolf-shaped jade pendant that the middle-aged man stretched out his hand to hold, Chopin also asked with some confusion.

However, without waiting for the other party to speak, at the moment of contact, as the system listed all the attributes one by one, Chopin suddenly understood.

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At the same time as the city of Paris began to build vigorously, with Fordes's brazen declaration of war, the turbulent war, like a torrent washed by a great river, could not be stopped at all, and spread completely irrepressibly, and then intensified.

Every day, countless people fall, and then new people join the relentless storm, either voluntarily or passively.

War after war, but to those ordinary people on the endless sea, but the separation of wives and families, and with the separation of life and death again and again, people have become accustomed to war, or should be called ...... Numbness.

Every bloody war is a collision of life and death, and for these helpless civilians, it is a nightmare that can never be erased.

And under the torrent of history, the atmosphere is also particularly depressing.

In this stormy war, too many people died, a large number of corpses piled up, and the flowing blood gathered into a rolling torrent, overflowing every land on the island, dimmering little by little into the dark ground.

And everywhere affected by this terrible war is a river of blood and a thousand holes.

Again and again, the cruel and bloody wars have begun to numb all civilians, and the scars burned deep in the hearts of this relentless war have no possibility of healing in this life.

Wailing, roaring, roaring, whistling...... All kinds of voices converge together, as if playing the prelude to war, and as if telling the sorrow of this long world.

However, this increasingly bloody war did not stop because of the people's will, but became more crazy with the subsequent astonishing actions of Fordes.

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The all-out confrontation in which the three kingdoms mobilized the strength of the whole country like this can be said to be unique in the hundreds of years of history of the West Sea!

It was only when the three kingdoms had just decided to divide the West Sea, because of the accumulation of various contradictions and entanglements of interests, there were several major battles between each other, but the huge battle that blocked the fate of a country like this in front of them never happened.

Everyone believed that the current ruler of the "Heavenly Heart" Kingdom, Fudes, had gone completely insane, because he had declared war without the slightest warning, not just against the "Iron Tower" or "Shengyao", but issued an order to the two great powers to crusade together.

Whether it is the "Iron Tower" Kingdom or the "Shengyao" Kingdom, the forces that have been operating for hundreds of years can be described as intricate, stretching out like ancient trees and vines that have taken root, both of which are real behemoths entrenched in the West Sea.

The "Tianxin" kingdom is certainly also one of the behemoths in the West Sea, but if you want to fight one against the other, or the two kingdoms that are not inferior to it in the slightest, it is obviously a bit of a fool's dream.

And after learning such news, not only the people of the other two kingdoms were talking about it, but even in the "Tianxin" kingdom, there were many people who doubted whether their new king had gone completely crazy.

At the same moment, on a drifting island belonging to the "Iron Tower" kingdom in the West Sea, a bloody and cruel battle was also underway.

"Kill!"

With the order of a commander, the entire Drifting Island, the only city, also turned into a meat grinder that crushed corpses in an instant, and countless minced meat and blood kept spurting out.

The two sides launched a fierce collision like a storm around the thick city wall, blood and flame, anger and fire, at this moment, suddenly burst out.

The figures flickered, the swords and lights were staggered, and countless bright blood flowers kept blooming, but they quickly solidified.

The relentless rain of arrows continued to shoot down like locusts, and the soldiers at the front, holding heavy shields, kept rushing forward in the bursts of shouts and killings, clanging and colliding one after another, and black and gray smoke was rolling, like a devouring poison, mercilessly eroding the bodies of all the warriors.

The roars, the sounds of fighting, the fierce collision of weapons, the final clamor at the end of life and death, all kinds of voices are intertwined, boiling in this chaotic battlefield......

With the wild dance of the blood line, people kept falling, some struggling to get up, insisting on giving the enemy a fatal blow, and some fell into a deep sleep forever.

For both sides, this is an unavoidable, and even more inescapable war, either you die or I die, and this is the only way to end this.

And under such a fierce collision, almost every moment, someone fell in a pool of blood, but the already noisy battlefield, in the chaotic intertwined sounds, intensified, and finally ruthlessly engulfed the entire battlefield......

In the rear, the commander belonging to the side of Count Forders looked at the fierce battlefield in front of him, but his brows couldn't help frowning, at this time, the main force of the thousands of soldiers who launched the attack was not under Count Fordes, but the army formed by the private armies of various nobles, although they had an absolute advantage in numbers, but they alone wanted to capture the city in front of them, it was obviously a bit of a fool's dream.

And as the initial sharpness gradually faded, the troops formed by these private armies began to look dwarfed by the gradually rendered blood.

And when the battle situation was in a stalemate, the commander belonging to Fordes's side whispered a few words to a general behind him, and then the hundreds of trial knights who had been entrenched in the rear immediately joined the battlefield.

As the hundreds of demons who had come out of the abyss of hell joined the battle, the tide of the battle, which had been stalemate and even gradually revealed its collapse, began to quickly turn around......

ps: Thanks to the 100 coins of the "Poor Lonely" pro-tip, and thanks to the 100 coins of the "Youyou Lianzhi" pro-tip.

Today is Tanabata, Xingchen is here to wish everyone a happy Tanabata Festival, I hope everyone has a good dream tonight (hehehehe...... As for the author's single dog, he is naturally obediently coded at home. In addition, this book has been written to this day, and it has finally reached 300 chapters, which is really not easy.