Beamon Beast Emperor Caesar,.。

The Beast Emperor of the Beamon Empire was elected for a five-year term and was re-elected twice at most.

After winning his first election and ascending to the throne, the Beast Emperor Caesar spent five years concentrating on one thing, and that was to unify all the Bimon beasts on the northern side of the entire continent.

Attacking from afar, making peace, sowing discord, coercion and temptation.

In order to unify all the Bimon orc races, Caesar can be said to do everything.

So he succeeded and completed the great cause of the unification of the beasts, and it was because of his success that his throne of the beast emperor was also successfully re-elected.

In the next five years, the Beast Emperor Caesar began to focus on only one thing, and that was to support the military forces to suppress the House of Elders.

The nobles of the Shabak Imperial City have almost all become a military faction, and the House of Elders can no longer compete with the Beamon Beast Emperor, let alone divide the core power of the Beast Emperor.

After the abolition of the House of Elders, Caesar was re-elected for a second time because he had no rivals.

Now in his fourteenth year on the throne.

Less than half a year before the next election for the position of the Beast Emperor, Mourinho emerged, the House of Elders was revived, and many noble flags waved.

I have to say that Caesar, the Beast Emperor of Beamon, is indeed a majestic talent.

Alan found that Mourinho's feelings for the Beast Emperor seemed to be very complicated, not resentment and unwillingness, but a feeling that was inexplicable.

Mourinho looked to the far north and said leisurely: "Originally, Caesar asked me to attack the Holy Light Castle in order to lay the political groundwork for his third re-election. ”

Allen nodded, didn't the big boss of the United States imperialist in the last life also kill bin Laden's old man before he was re-elected, it's all a political trick.

"It's a pity that the Beamon Beast Emperor failed!"

"yes, because you showed up." Mourinho sighed and said: "So, the Beast Emperor can't fail, it can only be me, Mourinho." ”

"But the Beast Emperor is really ruthless, and he will kill you on the spot."

"It's not that he's ruthless, it's that he has to." Mourinho pointed to the portal at the entrance of the camp and said: "Those teleportation crystal ores or wild dwarves belong to my swan clan, once my patriarch dies in battle, these crystal mines and wild dwarves will be in the bag of the beast emperor Caesar." ”

Alan laughed twice, and began to say cool words: "Why bother, just to order something outside the body, how bad it is to fight and die." ”

"The surprise attack on the Holy Light Castle is a competition, a competition between me and the Beast Emperor Caesar." Mourinho said helplessly: "It's a pity that I lost, everyone in the Shabak Imperial City knows that I Mourinho has the heart to win the throne, but no one knows that I have a large number of teleportation crystals." ”

Alan suddenly realized: "That's why you took the initiative to lead less than 10,000 orc warriors to attack the Holy Light Castle?" Before entering the Southern Diocese, the Beamon Beast Emperor didn't know that you had a large number of teleportation crystals, right? A lot of people think you're going to die, right? ”

"Yes." Mourinho nodded and said: "I did hide the matter of teleporting the crystal ore very well, even the Beast Emperor Caesar, he only thought that I was eager for quick success in order to increase my bargaining chips, so I did not do my best to sneak attack the Holy Light Castle." ”

Alan smiled a little embarrassedly, it is estimated that if it weren't for himself, if Mourinho succeeded in the surprise attack on the Holy Light Castle, even if he didn't catch Dina, once he returned to the Shabak Imperial City, the political chips he had would definitely be able to win the throne of the Beast Emperor in half a year.

"Everyone is their own master, and I don't blame you." Mourinho smiled generously and said: "I have no complaints, if I am the beast emperor, I will also make a decision to eliminate future troubles." ”

Allen gave a thumbs up and said, "You guys who play politics are really ruthless. ”

Mourinho looked at Alan playfully and said, "Do you know what Caesar will do in the next five years if he is re-elected?" ”

"Counteroffensive. The south side of the continent? ”

"Abolish the aristocracy!"

After Mourinho finished speaking, Allen was completely stunned.

"Abolish the aristocracy? He's crazy? ”

The continent of San Cassis is similar to the European countries of the Middle Ages, and most of the people in the inner circle of power are some high-ranking nobles.

It is precisely because the times are all nobles that they will always be loyal to their masters.

Once the aristocracy is abolished, then there will definitely be a big earthquake in the Beamon Orc Empire, and then maybe the Holy See will not start a war, and the Beamon Orcs themselves will be in chaos first.

"Caesar, he's not crazy, and I don't know why he wanted to do it, but I know that he, like me, is for Beamon's revival." Mourinho said with an inexplicable expression: "If I say that the Beast Emperor Caesar has never had the heart to invade the south, do you believe it?" ”

Alan rolled his eyes and said, "What about?" Don't have the heart to invade the south? What's going on with the 100,000 advance troops, what's going on with the hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the border of Bimeng, don't tell me that they ran out to practice acting, and the Beast Emperor is not。。。。。。 ”

Alan was stunned as he spoke, looked at Mourinho and asked sluggishly, "The war letter?" Not a ruse? ”

"Yes, the Beast Emperor Caesar is not delaying time, let alone dividing the major forces of the human race, he is just increasing the bargaining chips for his next re-election, the Beast Emperor of the past dynasties has never reigned for more than ten years, and the fifteen-year throne is already the limit, so he needs a victory, maybe it is to take revenge on the Holy See, maybe it is to expand the territory, or maybe it is a great victory, his original intention is not to invade the south, but with the development and change of the tense, he will definitely make corresponding adjustments, In order to get a result that is most favorable for his re-election. ”

Alan was completely stunned, and asked with some uncertainty: "You mean, the target of the Beast Emperor Caesar may not be the Terran and the Holy See, but the 80,000 barbarians in the wasteland?" ”

"Yes, it can also be said that to drive out the barbarians or kill them, Caesar doesn't need this bleak wasteland, after all, the living environment here is not much stronger than the Shabak Imperial City, Caesar's purpose, as long as one day in the future, when Beamon really wants to invade the south, no one in the Great Wasteland will jump out to stop the advance of the Beamon Orc army."

"That's too contradictory, why is the information I tortured from the fox clan staff officer different?"

Alan didn't know who to trust, and when he was just chasing Huronte, the old butler Lacey caught two fox staff officers, and it had been determined that the order received by the 100,000 advance army was only to exterminate the Bloodhoof Tribe.

"Soldier, treacherous." Mourinho said incomprehensibly: "The fox staff, Rommel, and even Huront, maybe they all have different missions. ”

"Is this just your guess?"

Mourinho shook his head and said: "I haven't told anyone else, although it's speculation, but it's not far from ten." ”

"Then why did you just tell me?" Alan smelled something called conspiracy.

"If I tell the Holy Mountain, they may not believe it, and even if they do, they will not give up your 80,000 barbarian powerful helpers, after all, the barbarians are a barrier in the Great Wilderness, and where can they find such a good free thug on the mainland." Mourinho squinted his eyes and said, "So I need a deal, a deal with your Bloodhoof Chieftain." ”

Alan said disdainfully: "What chips do you have to make a deal with me, even if you have, you have already made a deal with the Holy Mountain, why don't you tell me first, what is the dirt between you and the Holy Mountain." ”

Mourinho smiled freely and said: "It's not dirty, I will help them defeat Caesar's hundreds of thousands of troops, and if possible, the Holy See will lead the captains of the major legions of the human race to fight straight to the imperial city of Shabak." ”

"And then? Slaughtered the Beamon Beast Emperor, killed nearly 10 million pagan Beamon Beasts, and then occupied this desolate land on the north side of the continent? Alan felt that if this was the case, the Holy See would be too whimsical.

"Millions of Beamon, the Holy See knows that they can't kill them all, rather than letting the expeditionary force fall into the quagmire of the northern continent, it is better to support me as a puppet beast emperor."

Allen circled around Mourinho and laughed: "Are you willing? The former first handsome Beamon, a nobleman among nobles, was willing to be a puppet of the mortal enemy of the human race? ”

"The Grand Pope and Albert, the Archmage of the Spatial Sacred Order, joined forces to cast a secret technique on me when they were in the Holy Mountain, if I have two hearts, my soul will be scorched by the Holy Fire for eternity, and my body will drift in the turbulence of space like a walking corpse."

Alan gasped, Orpheus and his father were really ruthless.

However, he still asked in confusion, "Then what deal do you and I have to do?" It's not for me to kill the Great Pope and the Holy Rank Archmage, I guess that kind of forbidden secret technique can't be lifted after a person dies, and besides, I can't beat them, it's good if they don't find fault with me. ”

"Although I haven't figured out the way to lift it, and even if I think of it, I can't lift it now, but if one day I ascend to the throne of the Beast Emperor, and you have the ability to help me lift the ban on secret arts, I promise you that within a hundred years, no Beamon orcs will set foot in the Great Wasteland!"

"Hehe, pull it, I don't even believe a single punctuation mark as far as you big guys say."

Mourinho didn't seem to mind Alan's refusal, and said with a straight face: "As long as you can remember my proposal." ”

Alan waved his hand and asked, "Last time you told me that you could help me contact Dina's biological mother, that is, Helen Lena, did you do it?" ”

Mourinho nodded and said, "I infiltrated the Imperial City of Shabak a few days ago, and I have already sent someone to contact me, if there is any news, I will tell you." ”

Alan sighed and turned to leave, he was going to talk to the two old guys, Zach and Conslet, after all, the information Mourinho revealed was too amazing, and he wanted to find someone to discuss.

In his eyes, Mourinho is by no means simple, and he is also an old fox with a bad stomach.

To deal with this old fox with a bad stomach, it is best to find another old fox.

So he went to find the handsome old man Conslet.

However, after Alan entered the magic tower, he found that the handsome old man had disappeared again, and he didn't know where he went.

Sitting alone on the steps of the Magic Tower, Alan looked at the crescent moon in the sky.

Alan has always felt that he is a small person, even if he becomes the notorious son of chaos, even if he is a soil overlord walking sideways in the Great Wasteland, even if there are many masters under his command, he is still an out-and-out little person.

He can't decide the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people with a single word, nor is he a big man who stomps on the ground continent and trembles, he can't decide the direction of any race in the San Cassis Continent, and he doesn't dare to say unashamedly that whichever race is wiped out, which race will be destroyed.

Even the Beamon orcs, he felt that they were no different from the human race, as long as they were intelligent creatures, they had the right to live.

He considers himself just an outlier who is out of step with all the people of the continent.

It had been a long time since he had imagined that he would one day return to that familiar world.

And what he thinks about the most every day is just to protect his relatives and friends in the Bloodhoof tribe, eat barbecue and drink ale every day, go to the forest to bully and bully those fierce beasts if he has nothing to do, and if possible, he also hopes to help the big chief tribe and the 80,000 barbarians not survive in the cracks and be bullied every day.

He likes the beast forest very much, and hopes that he can die of old age on this land, a carefree old death, a happy old death.

Since becoming a mortal enemy with Huronte, turning enemies into friends with the Great Chieftains, and becoming a temporary ally with the Holy Mountain of the Holy See, and being regarded as a thorn in the side of the Beamon Orcs, he has decided not to cause trouble again.

It's a pity that ideals are always beautiful, and reality will always trouble you with nothing.

An expected, but unplanned, visitor arrives at the door of Bloodhoof Camp.

The visitor, a man and a woman, was extremely arrogant, and named Alan to come out and die.