Chapter Forty-Eight: The Anxiety of the Empire

Apocalypse does not understand the joy of the multitude. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

I don't know when the memories of the apocalypse turned out to be composed of fragments of memories.

With the emergence of that powerful being underground. The pressure on Apocalypse's body gradually decreased, and all consciousness gradually returned to Apocalypse's body. Apocalypse was extremely numb, and the tide of inner memories hit him, making him extremely painful. There is a person named Babu, a girl named Xiaoyi, and a brother named Gu Wu, all feelings turned into a turbulent river, only to find that in the end there is a little sister named Simo, who remained deeply in the heart of the apocalypse. He didn't know why this feeling was so strong, and he didn't know if they could come together, as partners they were still early, in this world people have a lifespan of at least three hundred years, they are just children.

Sitting under a tree on the side of the mountain, Simo hung her head and said nothing.

Apocalypse looked at the demonic face under the tattered robe, the indescribable sadness, pain and regret, and felt that this beautiful face was unfamiliar and uncomfortable.

With each magical backlash, Simo's face would become shriveled and old, with a murderous urge.

"Why are you so persistent, why are you so stupid?"

Apocalypse spoke silently. Simo smirked: "I won't regret my own decision, let's fight together, you get the Black Knight inheritance, I get the protection of the dark mage, and we will live well." ”

Zechen and Gu Wuyigan were planning their future trip by a tent in the distance.

They have been promised by the hammer god, and they must give it their all.

Two more people were added to the mercenary team, and these people from other lands combined into a strange team and headed forward. They have a common purpose, to obtain the true inheritance of their respective professions, and then they will come to this place of death again, and as for what will happen at that time, they do not know, they just keep their good hopes in their hearts.

Almost when they left the Tian Yuan Continent before, the pungent smoke of war had already filled the Kaiyuan Empire. The mainland was in turmoil, and the price of iron ore soared rapidly. Many mines have been quickly organized, and the arenas of the kingdom seem to have been left out in the cold for a while, and huge slave warbands have joined the dark mining army!

The leather whip pierced the air and burst into the air! Slaves in pain wailed and wept, and some slaves were still yelling, don't kill me, I can still do it...... But he was greeted with a sharp butcher's knife!

How many slaves were tortured to death, they were a bunch of unarmed and weak people, who were dragged out and beheaded without noticing, and they even sometimes envied the slaves who could die in the arena, and perhaps die more happily that way!

Where there is oppression, there is resistance, and where there is resistance, there is sacrifice, and this situation has been preserved for many years.

In the past, they were just living in the dark and struggling blindly, but now their opportunity is approaching, not only is the Demon Iron Legion growing at the edge of the world but the legend of the Goddess of Radiance is becoming more and more real, at least the slaves see some hope, this small hope makes people forget the pain and exhaustion, even when death comes, they hold on to the last minute and second, hoping to see the last light and hope of this world, they want to see a huge fortress made of slaves as a foundation cushion collapse instantly!

At the same time, the orcs dormant in the primordial ice fields have gradually become stronger under the leadership of Marsheat, they have long been forgotten, they have long been driven out of the fertile land, uprooted from their homeland, abandoned the land that has been passed down for thousands of years, and survived in the extreme cold of the northernmost part of the continent!

Marchaat, the orc shaman, has discovered the secret that will awaken more people, they have endured too much to survive and now they want to get what belongs to them!

The orcs have endured too much humiliation, and they have endured humiliation to steal their lives. At this moment, the opportunity of the beast clan has come, and their alchemy poison witch, the dark green poison gas is ready. The magic core of the war puppet has been collected, all the orc troops are ready to go, Marsheat, the leader of the orcs, will definitely be remembered in the new war in the Tianyuan Continent, all the orcs worship Marchaatre fanatically, it is he who guides the direction of his nation, and it is he who makes his anger have a cathartic goal.

An orc soldier wrote in his diary: "Today I was criticized by my commander again, because my mount did not obey the command, and they asked me to kill my mount, how can I attack my mount? I would rather die than give in, I am willing to be punished for my companions!"

Another text: As an orc, I regard the war horse under my crotch as my brother, I was soaked in a dirty backwater pool, I haven't eaten for a few days, my wound seems to have rotted, I have long lost consciousness inside, and even I can feel the **** unbearable feeling from time to time, as if many insects are crawling, I know that the wound has grown maggots! War is not what I want! At least killing my own companions Such a cruel war is not what I want!

And then there's the one where I'm pulled out, and at first I thought they were finally losing their patience and giving me a good time, but I relaxed at the moment, and finally I was going to be reunited with my mount in another world. I was wrong, they poured a yellow-green liquid into my mouth, which smelled so bad that I felt like a raging fire erupted in my heart. In the flames, my consciousness slowly faded, and my strength grew......

Finishing machines, wiping weapons......

The diary somehow ended up in the Imperial Ministry of Intelligence.

The new emperor Ze Ming has long been anxious. I had already regretted the mistakes I had made, why did I believe the slanderous words of the villain and give death to the only general who dared to tell the truth and could compete with the Demon Iron Legion? At first, when people heard that Zeao's troops were in turmoil on the frontier, many nobles rushed to fight for their lives, and when Bobo's battle report came out, the whole country was shocked! The war on the front line had already threatened the safety of the empire, and it was no longer a caterpillar in the mouths of many ministers, and it was not worth mentioning.

"And that Aiqing can set a heroic example for my great empire and lead the warriors to suppress the bandits?"

The new emperor was greeted by a long silence!

Is this the style of officialdom of the great empire? When encountering weak opponents, they are scrambling to be the first. When encountering tough opponents, they all became weak scholars, but they only promised? I thought that no one would go again. Just about to give the order to let those who only retreat go to the front. Even if they die, there is no pity! These are the ministers who put themselves on the throne in the first place!

It turns out that they just want their glory and wealth to be maintained without paying!

At this time, a general stood up and was willing to go to the battlefield and fight the enemy to the death!

Ze Ming desperately tried to find a little hypocrisy and artificiality from his face, but he was disappointed that this expression was not displayed at all on his resolute face.

In a hurry, the general was sent to the front.