Chapter 9 All Eyes (I)

Five hundred years ago, the Shurima Empire, the greatest empire on the Valoran continent, collapsed, and this once well-deserved overlord of the Valoran continent had a great chance to conquer the permafrost tundra, Kumeng forest, plague jungle, Feroni plain and other barren regions in two or three years, and establish a first empire that truly unified the Valoran continent.

But this once powerful empire was inexplicably collapsed in less than a month without warning, and the empire that once amazed all heroes was finally buried in the dust of history.

As for the reason? Historical biographies that record the rise and fall of the Shurima Empire rarely mention this issue. Secrets are hidden in the dust of time, and perhaps only those who stand at the pinnacle of the world are qualified to know a scale and a half-claw.

The demise of one empire is destined to be replaced by the rise of another, it is an eternal law of history, and the rise of the Noxian Empire was built on the dust of the Shurima Empire. Founded as a small baby country, Noxus used a bloody background and eagle motif as the flag of the Noxus army and the symbol of the empire.

Soon the banner of the blood-colored eagle followed the first generation of Noxus leaders, that is, the Caesar the Great, who was later praised for all generations, to fight everywhere, and gradually grew the empire of small countries and widows, poor and weak, and the conquest of Julius Caesar during his lifetime established the Noxian Empire as a well-deserved continental overlord emperor, so even if the Noxian Empire gave birth to Alexander the Great who was better at war than Julius Caesar, but the status of Julius Caesar belonging to the first emperor of Noxus could not be shaken, even if Alexander the Great period, When Alexander the Great expanded the territory of the Noxian Empire to the strongest in the history of the Noxian Empire, he also sighed that I was standing on the shoulders of giants and grabbing glory.

Giant? Isn't it Julius Caesar!

Julius Caesar served as the leader of the Noxian Empire for forty-three years, and in the last years of his life, in addition to minting Caesar gold coins that circulated in the market, he was particularly obsessed with one thing - the flag of the Noxian Empire.

Julius Caesar spent the last three years of his life changing the blood-colored eagle banner of the Noxian Empire to the black eagle banner with a solemn back. The people did not understand why Julius Caesar made such a decision, and the answer was finally revealed when Julius Caesar was dying.

"The weak need to fear their opponents with a cold, harsh and chilling appearance, while the strong are restrained and proud. Today's Noxian Empire is no longer the weak country it used to be, how can blind blood make the Noxian Empire the greatest empire after the Shurima Empire? ”

These were Julius Caesar's last words, and he passed away.

Time flies, the years change, five hundred years have passed, the administration of the imperial institutions initiated by Julius Caesar during his lifetime or due to inopportune or other reasons, most of them have been replaced and buried by other institutions, except for a few classic imperial institutions such as the Senate system that is still retained, the rest only exist in a yellowed historical biography, out of some idle and boring historians or careerists and politicians who want to be the next Julius Caesar are few people to look through those old and obsolete historical books.

Five hundred years of sword Noxus Empire there have been dozens of power struggles. Imperial power has changed several times, but there is one thing that no one has tampered with, and that is the eagle banner against a black background, the symbol of the Noxian Empire. Neither the emperor who sat on the throne, nor even Alexander the Great, had ever thought of it.

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Black eagle flags fluttered over Stiroland Square with groups of sturdy soldiers. A bright-paced battle song of the Noxian army resounded like thunder around the square, and although he had experienced this scene more than once, the recruits standing in the square as straight as javelins still had red cheeks, hot eyes, and surging hearts.

As a resident of the Noxus Empire, no one can remain calm at this moment. Even though he had seen and touched a lot of things in his past and present lives, Augustus couldn't help but be moved by the battle song of the imperial army and the majestic army, and his heart was surging.

In Augustus's eyes, even though Hitler was a war maniac, it is undeniable that Hitler's war song is the most exciting and passionate war song of the imperial army heard in his previous life.

But I saw this scene in front of me. Augustus, on the other hand, thought that the war song in front of him and the majestic momentum of the soldiers were definitely not inferior to the top Hitler march he had heard in his previous life.

However, Augustus did not remain immersed in it like the group of recruits, and after a brief loss of consciousness, Augustus came back to his senses in amazement, and then immediately regained his composure and continued to look around.

Suddenly. Stillorland, which was filled with noise and screams, suddenly fell silent, followed by an even louder scream.

The horses' hooves were galloping in their ears, and the ground shook.

I saw a group of horses riding in front of me. Dressed in silver armor and wearing a dazzling sword around his waist, he galloped across the square, and his terrifying and powerful momentum made many flower obsesses and knight fans almost suffocate. Screams came and went.

There were a total of eight knights, each of whom was as handsome, brave and powerful as the girls imagined, and their bodies were shining with an incomparable light, and their eyes swept over the women inside and outside the square, looking at both the girls and the young women with very enthusiastic and even stupid looks, Augustus sighed softly in his heart: "The bard really did not lie, whether it is a girl or a young woman, the dream lover in her heart is really a knight." ”

This was the first time Augustus had seen a knight riding a high-priced war horse, wearing shining armor, and wearing a peerless sharp greatsword, and he had to admit that this was indeed a group of favorites favored by the gods. However, Augustus's eyes did not stay on this group of high-profile knights for too long, Augustus knew very well that this group of dazzling knights was just today's supporting characters, even if they were dazzling.

Most of the knights are just wandering in the middle and lower classes, and they have only stepped into the threshold of the aristocratic world with one foot, are they nobler and more glorious than the nobles? Only idiot ladies who have not experienced the world can have an unrealistically elegant and romantic story with a knight outside the aristocratic world who goes to the end of the world with the unrealistically elegant and romantic story of chivalry.

In Augustus's eyes, the momentum of this group of dazzling scenes was nothing more than a group of high-ranking clowns who were eager to temporarily wear their magnificent clothes, and he would rather put his mind on some lazy nobles than look at this group of low-level knights and foxes and fake tigers, showing off their might.

No magnate in the city was willing or dared to be absent today at the opening ceremony of the Recruits' Congress, just as there was no man who was not afraid of General Burnham's majesty.

However, this group of high-profile magnates, they are just excellent foils today, and there is only one real protagonist today, that is, the ugly but supreme lord of Urgat City.

The lord of the castle was even more important in the hearts of the commoners than Raphael, who was the embodiment of holiness, and Augustus, who had drawn his eyes from the knights, quickly noticed the ugly man in black robes who had been sitting on a noble Alpine horse with the knights.

With the marked cross sword marks on his face, it is not difficult to guess that this ugly man in a majestic black robe is today's protagonist - the city lord of Urgat.

No matter how many nobles cursed Urgart for being ugly and hideous, treacherous and cunning, and how savage and bloodthirsty, no one had the ability or even the courage to oust Urgart from the position of city lord, and the group of magnates who cursed Urgart in private on weekdays almost all put on a bright and humble smile when facing Urgart, and no one dared to offend this city lord easily.

Raphael was no stranger to this situation in the square, and the cunning old friend had always acted unexpectedly, and there was no need to think about the silence that followed, followed by even more frenzied screams inside and outside the square.

Raphael once laughed at himself: Bishop Raphael was the most popular figure between nobles and commoners, but Lord Urgat was the most respected figure between nobles and commoners.

As Raphael had expected, when the eyes of the crowd were taken away from the knights, there was silence, and then a thunderous cry erupted, although the voices were uneven, but they all shouted one name: Lord of Urgart.

It can be seen how terrifying the status of this ugly-looking city lord has reached in the hearts of the residents.

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The platform was still empty.

The Venerable Lord of Urgart, as in previous years, appeared as the finale, and almost the entire Stirolan Square was controlled by the most beloved Bishop Raphael, who was most beloved by the inhabitants of Alder.

Eventually, with the appearance of the lord of Ergart on a dark horse, Raphael, who was sitting in the VIP seat closest to the high platform, stood up and prepared to greet this old friend, and began to hand over the control of the situation to Ergat, the uncrowned king of Algart City.

When his gaze swept over Cardinal Raphael, Augustus's heart pounded, and he realized that he had missed something. (To be continued.) )