Shortly after the desert elf Brachi and the others took advantage of the secret passage, the city of Nome was locked. Under the orders of the commander of the Advance Legion of the U-so, the Free Folk Swordsmen, the Duchu Slave Samurai Legion, and the former city guards who were put on slave collars were almost all dispatched to collect "wartime taxes" from house to house.

"There are five members of your family, and you need to pay a total of one hundred and fifty silver coins at the rate of thirty silver kates each," a few soldiers of the original City Guard broke down the door of a house, and worked as a translator for the accompanying Osang freeman swordsman - this is one of the functions of the enchanted slave collar, with which the slave can recognize some of the words set by the master. Facing the trembling head of the household, the soldier, who was also a native of Nome, kindly advised: "If you don't have money, take something of value to pay off, and I will ...... for you." Forget it, you'd better hurry up and get an idea. ”

But even so, the families of small families could only scrape together less than sixty silver and Kate's wealth. Listen to any crying, and do not stop the accommodation that the soldiers of the City Guard asked for on their behalf. The Free Folk swordsman who led the team waved his hand, and the two Du Fall warriors drew their swords forward and slashed the male master who was about to fight back to the ground. However, they did not hurt their lives, but only cut them and threw them on the wide-tail trailer at the door, and then threatened their families to tie their hands to each other in order, tied them to the back of the trailer, and continued to the next family.

Standing in the Nome chamber, Brittany seemed to have some confidence after announcing that he had become a tyrant, and he asked aloud the order of the commander of the advance army about the "wartime taxes": "Your Excellency, General, why do you risk losing the support of the city's citizens to levy such a large amount of temporary taxes at once?"

At this time, however, the general was in no mood to answer the words of the new lord of the small kingdom of Er, and his gaze had already passed through the latticework of the council chamber and fixed on the square outside the consul's residence. As the last piece of bluestone on the towering gate-shaped building was laid, the accompanying mage handed over the hexagram disc at the right time. After checking again and making sure that the positions of the various tick marks were correct, the general solemnly inserted the short sword, which symbolized the commander of the advance corps, into the groove in the center of the weapon. This hexagram was actually the key to open the portal, and after many corrections, the command crossed the distance between the desert and the sea, and the gate with green light appeared out of thin air in the heart of Nome City.

"You are!" Brittany, who was born as the heir to the Pharaoh of Medici, naturally had some eyesight, and at this time he was shocked beyond measure. Originally, he thought that the gate-shaped buildings that the Usang people liked to build in the center of the city were just to show off their martial arts, but who would have thought that it was actually a strategic spell creation that connected the cities. It was clearly not the kind of immediacy formation he had seen yesterday, but a kind of continuous semi-permanent portal. At the same time, the question he had just asked had been answered, why the Uzaans had imposed, and why they had arrested so many Norme citizens who could not afford to pay their taxes, which had probably been "used" in large numbers to support this great portal.

The anger was gone, but Brittany had to endure it. At this moment, he deeply felt the weight of the sapphire crown on his head, and the robe of Red Feather on his body, which had been haunted countless times, also seemed to be stained with blood.

As the portal stabilized, the first to cross the space to the overseas enclave of Nome City was the U-sang Red Reserve, a legion of heavy cavalry all dressed in heavy armor, carrying extended bayonets, and melee weapons such as axes or armor-piercing hammers hanging from their saddles. The Red Reserve is all from the brave ranks of the Free Folk swordsmen, and even as a servant, they must have the status of a Free Civilian. They were known for their flaming red armor, which was stacked on top of the baggage carts driven by the servants in the rear.

Behind the Red Reserve, out of the portal were an army of archers with six-foot bows on their backs. They relied on the longbow of the U-sang system with an "eccentric" design, which could fire a three-foot arrow that could penetrate iron armor at a rate of six breaths and one arrow. In addition to the bow and arrow equipment, each archer has a light skin shield hanging from the arrow hub, and a short sword at the waist. When the enemy breaks through the long-range blockade and comes close, you can immediately draw your bow and arrow and turn into a shield-wielding samurai to engage them. Unlike the Red Reserve Corps, who walked along the central axis of Nome City to make a great reputation, after walking out of the portal, the Usang archers quickly spread out in a fan shape under the leadership of their respective subordinate captains and flag captains, and seized the commanding heights in the city to defend them.

They are doing vigilance work for the appearance of the big names in the future. As the mage forces fire fireballs into the sky as a teaser, a medium-sized ship floating in mid-air slowly sails out of the portal. With the added levitation effect, the magical artifact that bears the eternal glory of the Usang Empire is like a real ship, and docks straight to the Archon Nome's mansion behind the portal. Seeing the general of the advance army kneeling on the ground with great humility, Brittany couldn't help but weaken his knees. It was only in the game of reason and dignity at the last moment that the latter had the upper hand, and the pharaoh, who had just proclaimed the world, bent down with one hand on his chest and performed the rite of the Medici Empire.

A crimson carpet of gangways flew out from the suspended ship, and a large number of elite ninjas and the commander-in-chief's personal guards stepped off the ship first. The former, who often disappeared in the shadows of a corner of the Archon's mansion, immediately took over the defense of the central building of Norm City in a rehearsed formation. Several eunuchs rushed back and forth, to carefully check whether the greeting etiquette was in accordance with the regulations, but the nobleman who had been sitting in the ship could no longer hold it back, and jumped off the boat gang by himself. With a loud thud of a heavy object falling to the ground, the silver-armored warrior who smashed through the ceiling fell straight into the middle of the council chamber.

In this way, the legendary warrior of the U-sang Empire, the chief general known as the Sword of the Empire, appeared in the center of power in Nome City. The commander of the advance legion led the crowd in a bowing salute to the supreme commander wrapped in the Mithril Armor, and in a chorus of applause, the Silver Samurai waved his hand and ordered the place to be cordoned off for a meeting on the total conquest of the Medici Empire. Although he occupied the place that belonged to the owner of the place, the seven-foot-tall Mithril armor set could not fit into the small pedestal, so everyone had to stand with him for the meeting.

Brittany, who was originally bent over with his chest on his chest, raised his head at this time to look at the military leader of the Usang Empire. Brittany, who had previously attended the Senate's voting expedition to the Medici Conference, originally thought that the Wosang nobles were like the commanders of the advance army: accustomed to wearing luxurious clothes and liking all kinds of luxurious pleasures; they liked to quote scriptures when they spoke, and they had to make many turns in chatting; they rarely practiced their personal martial arts, and most of the time they had to rely on the Duchu warriors as escorts before they dared to appear on the battlefield. But the general seems to be a vasso nobleman who is completely different from the senators of the Senate, and his words and deeds are more like a vulgar samurai, and he is outrageously direct.

"It has been proven that the Wall of Despair does not make the Usan despair, and the city of Nome has fallen into our grasp. But that's not the end, not even a third of the battle. The Great Veshur, which had been handed down for many years, had not yet been beheaded, the puppet king of Medici still stood on the throne, and the Tower of the North still stood on top of the land. Therefore, adhering to the will of the Senate and the Usang Empire, the general personally came to sit in charge of this conquest. I now command you to wait for the world to deploy force, and within ten days let the flames of war and the smoke rekindle this desert. Twenty days later, the army of the U-sang will be in charge of the newly surrendered slave legions, and the sword will be pointed at the heart of Medic!"

Unlike Brittany, who had wrapped itself in the Akabane Castle like a beast cowering in a nest, the rest of the people in the council chamber at this time were loyal supporters of the Commander-in-Chief, and the crowd, led by the general of the advance army, sang loudly about his military order. They all knew that this was the Senate's agreement to start a full-scale war, meaning that it could be used as a means of waging war against the Medici Empire by requisitioning slaves at will. In a country where the number of slaves is measured by the number of knighthoods, there are not many opportunities for such a thing, and this is a great opportunity for warriors to improve their status in the Usu. After a short military meeting, the general left only one of the generals of the advance corps to summon them.

"Shiro, is the blue-footed dragon snake group properly deployed?" The cold silver armor revealed a slightly warm word, which made the general who was already more than 100 years old feel a little moved. He resisted his indignation at those who were cold, dull-looking, soft-boned, filthy-skinned, short-tempered, cunning-eyed, foul-smelling, hoarse, and not only spewed lightning, but also seemed to secrete venom reptiles, and answered his uncle's question in a sincere and concise manner: "As you know, the blue-footed dragon snake has all been released from its cage, and for this reason, five additional mages, one hundred freeman swordsmen, and a few slave warriors have been lost. Please also ask the general to give sin. ”

"What's the crime," the general who was hiding inside and controlling the tall silver enchanted armor paced to the side of the general, and originally wanted to pat him on the shoulder to show relief, but remembered the power of the armor on his body and immediately withdrew his palm. He pulled out a blade that was large enough for a giant to use at his waist, and with a "swish" forward, a small insect flying from nowhere was cut into two parts: "Shiro, this dragonfly cut, and this Mithril armor, these three are the ones that this general can rely on with confidence." Those blue-footed dragon snakes, like these little insects, are just temptations. ”

The general suddenly looked at the flying insects that had fallen to the ground. "Senate ......" his words were muffled by the sound of dragonflies cutting through the ceramic floor. "Shiro, do you remember what your uncle taught you swordsmanship? ”

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