The light of the morning sun poured down from the sky, and it happened to gild the man's shoulders with a layer of sacred gold.

McClen squinted his eyes and saw the face clearly,

The angular silhouette exuded a majestic majesty, just like the domineering spaceship palace at his feet, but the deep sunken eye sockets revealed a cunning and cruelty that was strong from the outside, like the most common hyena in the wasteland.

I heard that his name was Witch. Xilan.

However, for this emperor above 10,000 people, McLene did not think so.

Not to mention that compared to His Majesty the Marshal, who had achieved great military achievements, or compared to the one he had seen in Dawn City, this guy was no different from a monkey, but with a crown on his head.

Maybe his father was a great guy.

However, the people of Willant respect the strong, not the father.

What's even more incredible to McLaren is that the people here would bow down to a monkey...... Honorifically call him the supreme emperor.

Hasn't anyone ever wondered if this guy is worthy or not?

Maclen didn't understand why His Majesty the Great Marshal would instruct a weak civilian official to run this land, and this thing didn't even need the help of the Eastern Legion or the Southern Legion, and he could take down this so-called heavenly capital with an airship.

They are simply born slaves.

Knock it out here, and every Willant can get two, and that's what the Legion is supposed to do.

However, seeing the adjutant on the side, McLaen still patiently cleared the mulberry and said in a humble manner.

"Your Majesty, I bring you the friendship of Triumph City."

The bald head leaning forward slightly hid the disgust at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even bother to report his home, and went straight to the point.

The adjutant next to him didn't expect the uncle to cooperate all the time, so he quickly took over the conversation and said with a polite smile.

Dear Your Majesty, this is General McLene, whom we recommend to you, who has performed outstanding feats for the Legion in the desert and made the Hunter Kingdom, which was once the weakest in Luoxia Province, the number one power in the desert! With him as your military advisor, you're sure to build an invincible division of steel

Fu looked at the two Willantes standing at the foot of the stairs.

Witch: Xilan touched his thick beard with his right hand, and his face was full of bright smiles.

Especially that General McLene, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it!

This guy has all the temperament of a fierce general, unruly and with a high nose bridge, he is simply a natural general!

There are many tall and powerful people in Borneo Province, but they are still a little less interesting compared to the Wilantes who were born to fight.

"The gods bless me, Xilan!"

He said happily, holding his hands up in a welcoming gesture.

"I have heard of the general's prestige a long time ago, and today I have prepared a banquet for you in the palace to catch the wind and wash the dust, please come with me!"

As the words fell, a pictographic sedan chair decorated with a basket of flowers stopped at the bottom of the marble-carved staircase, and four strong, dark-skinned men bent their knees slightly, and placed the sedan chair heavily on the ground, and McLenn glanced at the four people.

"I have legs."

He didn't ride in this ridiculously rocking car, which was a toy for a three-year-old.

With that, he walked up the stairs.

The adjutant looked at the strange-tempered fellow with a smile, glanced at the sedan chair parked next to him, and finally looked up at the high emperor with a helpless expression, and followed McClan up the stairs.

Seeing this, there was no displeasure on the witch's face, but he was overjoyed to see the "real Willant".

The group moved to the palace in the middle of the Heavenly Palace. Walk through a row of flower-filled corridors and step into a palatial ballroom.

And they took their seats.

McClen, who was worried about his heart, stared with bated breath at the hundreds of officials and nobles who were slowly seated in turn, and knocked his index finger on the table

knocked again, and finally looked at the calm adjutant on the side and whispered.

"When are we going to tell them about the port?"

The lieutenant was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

"Why are we telling them?"

McClan looked at him in astonishment for a long time, and spread his hands, because he didn't know how to express it in words, so he simply communicated with him with his eyes.

"Your allies, why do you ask me?"

Quickly realizing that McLaen seemed to have misunderstood something, the officer coughed softly and whispered in his ear.

"We have to use their philosophy when we get along with them, the Port of Golden Gallen is the Emperor's domain, and if you want to make friends with him, you can't find the problem before he finds it. He has his own appointed governor, he has his own system of estimation, and even without our reminders, he can realize that the problem is only a matter of time."

McLaren laughed angrily when he heard this, he found that his eyes were indeed much better than before, and he could even ask questions patiently.

"So we're going to just wait?"

The adjutant shook his head slightly.

"There's nothing to wait for, do you see I'm in a hurry? We can just pretend that the problem doesn't exist, and there's something to do for them, and they will only rely on us if they are hurt, and trade their resources for our rifles...... You get used to it after you've been here for a while, and you can't be in a hurry when dealing with them, especially not more than them."

McLaren looked at the guy speechlessly, but finally gave up the argument and took a sip of the teacup on the table.

He longed for a disgrace in his heart, but here he saw no hope at all, only the pain of time and patience being consumed.

He suddenly regretted coming here......

……

While the imperial capital was still jubilant, the defenders of Golden Gallen Harbor were being beaten by the Burning Corps and crying for their fathers and mothers, and they were huddled in the slums and did not dare to come out.

They found that as long as they stayed with the civilians, the guys in the harbor didn't throw them with shells, but only fired when they fired.

Of course, that's not for sure.

For example, when they tried to set up artillery in the courtyard of the slum and fire at the pier, they were still greeted by mortars and drones.

The survivors who lived in the slums also learned to be obedient, and saw that the only thing that followed these guys was to be bombed.

"Naturally, I refused to stay with them, and I saw that the clothes of the city guards were hiding far away, and even looked hot from a distance."

Something similar seemed to have happened once a month ago, when a group of gun-carrying men were crushed by a white bear and interrogated all over the streets. Because this time it seems to be more ruthless than the last time.

The guy wearing the exoskeleton went directly to the governor's mansion, not only the group of the governor's private soldiers were beaten to the head, but even the double sword flag hanging on the roof of the mansion was torn off.

Not far beyond the walls of the Governor's Palace, a few nearby residents walked out into the street and watched curiously at the bustle in the distance.

"It's weird."

"Which lord did Master Nehak offend?

"I don't know which side of these iron men are protected by the gods, and they are so capable of fighting, even General Abinan is not their opponent!"

"Could it be a Willant?!"

"No way, how could the Legion, but our old friend, attack us!"

"Could it be someone from Silvermoon Bay?"

"It's even more impossible! There are only a few people in the whole Silvermoon Bay, don't look at those guys dressed like dogs, they are just a dog who snorts on his back."

"Well, they still have to deal with us. Offending no one can offend us."

「…… It can't be an alliance, right? Those lunatics from a month ago seem to be from the Alliance."

The survivors were talking to each other, pushing and pushing each other to see who would go up and see, and finally came a tattered, thin, short rat boy.

It just so happened that at this time

, several men with rifles hanging from their cuirass and exoskeletons pushed open the iron fence door in the backyard and walked out.

The survivors huddled on the side of the dirt road all shouted and hid in a nearby alley, leaving only the thin, short young man standing in the middle of the road.

Deciding to show his friendliness before pretending to be funny, he accidentally untied the mask of the head frame, and smiled and half-crouched down and beckoned.

"Come here."

The young man stared at him nervously, but plucked up the courage to walk away.

Mistaken look at him.

"What's your name?"

「…… Asin."

"Very well, Ah Xin, which one is your house?"

The young man glanced back, pointed to the room with the red curtain, and then looked at the man in front of him in an exoskeleton.

Yin Yang continued with a smile.

"How much is a house like yours worth?"

A two-headed cow, or two pigs......" seemed to look at the intention in his eyes, and the young man continued. "But you can't buy there, sir, my grandfather, my parents, and my four brothers and three sisters live there, and if you buy there, we won't have a place to live."

No family member next to him was stunned when he heard it, and subconsciously picked up the telescope and took a look, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just a small room of more than 20 square meters. Even if it has two layers.

Boy.

How did so many people get in?

Looking at the poor child in front of him, he also felt a little embarrassed, it seemed that this task was not as fun as he imagined.

It's someone else's home, after all.

Even if it's an NPC's.

After thinking for a moment, he crouched down, stared into the young man's eyes and continued.

"Listen, your lord has us off, so we're standing here. My commander may say otherwise, but I won't pretend to tell you that we are here for peaceful purposes, and to tell you the truth, we are here to beat people, whether it is the Gray Wolf Army or the Gray Dog Army, we will beat them all over the ground and find their teeth, and they will not leave until they beg for mercy and money."

"I don't want to demolish your house, but now that there's a war going on here, whether you like it or not, it will soon be in ruins. Now you have only two options, take a sum of money from us and live elsewhere, or wait for the Imperial army to requisition your house and bury it there with them.

Ah Xin was silent for a while, knowing that even if he objected, it would be useless, so he said dryly, "How much are you willing to give us?"

After misestimating and calculating, the task requires at least 500 households to be cleared, of course, the more the better.

There are only more than a thousand houses in this vicinity, and the budget of 100 million is enough for them to clean up a large area, so he spoke.

"One hundred thousand Xilan coins."

As soon as he heard that there was so much money, the young man's breath instantly became short, he swallowed his saliva, and then asked.

"How many are you going to buy...... All the houses here? Give 100,000 each?"

He said with a smile.

"That's right, I won't play any dumb riddles with you, after a while, I hope you will promote more, and the publicity will be gone later."

Ah Xin said immediately.

"Not enough."

"Not enough?" Yin Yang was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with a strange expression.

This guy can't be looking at himself for talking and planning to blackmail money, right?

As if to understand his eyes, the young man swallowed nervously and explained quickly.

100,000 Xilan coins, you can buy ten big fat pigs, you give so much money at once, they will definitely not agree, everyone will want a higher price, and there will definitely be guys who don't live in this area at all: some people will even take it twice."

Looking at this funny young man, he said with a smile.

"We're not here to talk business, you don't think we're here

The guns are ornamental."

"Then you can kill them, that's the fastest." Ah Xin said without hesitation, looked at the stunned guy in front of him calmly, and continued.

"If you're not willing to kill, let me help you! Ninety thousand for one house is enough. Not only will I help you get rid of people, but I'll also help you get rid of those houses...... Tear down all the earthen walls that might have served as cover for Imperial soldiers, and let them lie on the rotten bricks to shoot at you!"

Half a year old couldn't help but say.

"Are they your countrymen?"

Ah Xin looked at him silently, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the eyes of those who were hiding in the corner and peeping at him curiously, and said slowly,

"I'm a rat people, they have fox people, wolf people, pig people, cat people...... Many, many more, no one cares about my life or death, and I don't care about them, but you care about me, and I can die for you. Whether it's killing people or setting fires, it's inconvenient for you to do it, I'll do anything."

The four players glanced at each other.

The eyes of the three were full of surprise, and only one person wrote surprise, and that person was their captain, who reached out and touched the young man's head with a smile and patted him on the back of the head.

"Yes, it's quite sensible, boy, just according to what you said, you can do the work for us for 90,000 yuan in a building. But remember, don't make a big fuss, especially don't kill people and set fires or anything, we are civilized people."

A hint of joy flashed on Ah Sin's eyelids, and he took a deep breath to calm down and continue.

"I'm sure I can do it, give me three days! Of course, if there is a thorn in the dead and unwilling to move, you have to help me teach him a lesson."

"It's a bit hard, we have the discipline to not fire at unarmed people, we'll scare that guy a little bit at most."

Asin held out his hand.

Then give me a gun! I have to protect myself and my family!

Yin Yang glanced at the family next to him, and the latter immediately understood, smiled and took down a pistol from the guard of the Governor's Palace, and handed it to the guy in front of him.

「…… Remember to load and open the safety before pulling the trigger, and don't face this thing at us, its previous owner didn't have that."

The moment he took the gun with both hands, the young man's eyes shone with amazement, and even his eyes were different.

And not even just him.

Even those who were hiding in the alleys and watching him were the same, and their expressions that were originally lively gradually brought a hint of horror, even to Ji Ji.

"They don't know what the rat kid was talking to the soldiers, but they saw him take a gun from their hands."

What does that mean?

The guy who beat up the Governor is now the kid's backer?

The survivors swallowed their saliva, some regretted that it wasn't themselves who had just gone up, and some simply looked at the gun in fear, regretting that they shouldn't have bullied him and his family.

Half a year old always felt a little inappropriate, but then I remembered that this was a wasteland, not a civilized world, so I didn't say anything.

Carefully putting the gun away, Ah Xin looked seriously at the man half-crouched on the ground and asked, "What do you call it?"

Before he could speak, the family member next to him reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile,

"He calls me Tuning Fork and I call Family, and the last two are Ascending and Falling, if there is anything, you can just look for the two of us."

I was thinking about a little nickname for myself, and rolled my eyes at the guy with a hippie smile.

He didn't bother to refute this nickname, he looked at the kid in front of him and said.

"We've all been here lately, you can ask someone else when you're away, and they'll help you find us."

Ah Xin was stunned for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, he nodded and said seriously.

"The sound V family is stumbling on my mind, so I ...... Find and remember."

With that: he stuck his pistol in his belt, turned and headed for the slums

ran in the direction, and the cowering appearance before was exactly like two people.

Seeing the child's disappearing back, the half-year-old spoke.

"I don't think that's good, maybe there's a better way to do it."

No family hippie smiled and patted him on the shoulder,

"But don't you think it's funny?"

A guy who lives at the bottom of the pyramid and has been bullied by everyone suddenly tastes power one day and rolls over and rides on everyone's heads.

He wondered where the young man's limits were.

For him, who is a musician, this may be a good observation sample.

He nodded in agreement with the words he hadn't spoken since then.

On the other side, in the detention center of the Port Guard Bureau, the handcuffed Governor Nehaq was pushed all the way and stumbled into the cold concrete floor of the cell.

"From this day forward, this is your new home, Mr. Nehak."

The man in the exoskeleton stood in the doorway and said in a courteous tone, then looked at Sheriff Bihari and the two guards standing nearby.

"People are optimistic."

Having completely completed the transformation of his thinking, Bihari, who had brought in a new identity, immediately put his right fist on his chest and said straightly.

"Yes! Your Excellency!"

Fang Chang didn't speak, nodded, and walked outside the door.

He's busy right now.

Not only do you have to deal with the affairs of the port, but you also have to clean and count the spoils.

Stranded in the port were not only the nobles of the Xilan Empire, but also some merchants who had come here from other regions to buy goods.

Their cargo and cargo ships are pressed on the docks and cannot get out, some of them are livestock, spices, dyes. Goods such as Addeb, and others are a specialty of the province of Borneo - the population.

Now that the Confederacy had arrived, it was impossible to allow slave ships to leave the port here, and soon they would destroy several concentration camps in the settlements and declare the laws of the Confederacy for a period of temporary control.

In addition to this, there are also some imperial nobles who try to leave disguised as merchants, and they also need to be carefully screened.

These guys are both hostages and bargaining chips with the Empire, and they can't just let them slip away like that.

In short, there are still a lot of things to worry about, and he doesn't have time to deal with this guy until he deals with these troublesome trivial matters.

As the man left, there was silence inside and outside the cell.

Seeing the three pairs of eyes looking directly at him, Governor Nehak felt a few traces of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and barely squeezed a smile out of his face.

"Bihari...... What the hell is going on, sir?"

"What's going on?"

Bihari narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up and down at the Governor, who had been reduced to a prisoner, and said with a hint of banter in his tone.

"You're already crouching here, do you need me to remind you?"

"Bihari! Pay attention to the way you speak!" Nehak glared at the guy who was looking at him with his nostrils, trying to show his identity to suppress him, only to find that it was completely useless.

This guy, who is extremely flattering and flattering to himself on weekdays, seems to be a different person at the moment, looking at himself with a fierce expression.

Nope-

He's not human!

It's clearly a grinning bulldog!

Pointing the stinky gums at his former master, he wagged his short and pitiful tail desperately trying to please his new master.

Raising his head arrogantly, Bihari looked down at the poor creature slumped in his cell and said unceremoniously.

"It's you who should pay attention to your attitude! Nehak! Standing in front of you now is the sheriff of Port Goldgallen! In addition to the people of the alliance and the law of the alliance, Lao Tzu is the biggest! If you don't want to suffer, just be a man with my tail between my legs!"

Nehak looked at the guy with wide eyes.

"Are you crazy? You just

Don't worry about settling accounts with you when I go out!"

Hearing this, Bihari laughed out loud,

"Haha, even if I treat you a little better, will you open up to me when you go out? Even if you do, will anyone else do? Besides, whether you can get out of here or not depends on the mood of the adults."

After a pause, he continued.

"And they promised me to be the sheriff of the Empire, and recognize the reality, the Empire is finished! Hahaha!"

Ignoring Governor Nehak's murderous gaze, Bihari laughed loudly and swaggered out of the prison, leaving only two doglegs standing in the doorway.

"This bastard!"

Nehak threw himself on the barred door of his cell, clutching the railing with both hands, and yelled at the guards at the door.

"Let me out! Do you guys know who I am? I'm the Governor here! The Governor of Port Goldgallen! A single case of a governor appointed by His Majesty the Emperor himself!"

The two guards stood there motionless as if they hadn't heard.

"Don't scream, it's useless, do you think they pay attention to you?" A sigh came from across the cell, interrupting the dog's barking bark.

Nehak gasped for breath, only then did he notice a man lying in the cell opposite, and he was an acquaintance.

His pupils shrank slightly, and his voice trembled.

"Dirang ......"

"Long time no see, Mr. Governor." Looking at the wide-eyed Nehak, Dejean smiled self-deprecatingly and greeted him.

Nehak's Adam's apple moved, and he struggled to squeeze a word out of his throat.

"What the hell is going on? Aren't you supposed to be in the port of fries? Why are you here?"

"What's going on...... Hehe, I still want to know," Dijean looked at the one meter of sunlight leaking through the iron window with a complicated expression, and only felt that the past few days had passed like a dream.

Originally, he and his subordinates were supposed to be eating fruit on the shore of the French Fries Harbor in the sea breeze and having fun with those traitors to the Empire, but he didn't expect to be beaten on the head by mutants and the Alliance in turn, and now he was thrown into the cell of Golden Gallen Harbor.

This is the most outrageous.

He never thought that he would be imprisoned here, thinking that at most he would be sent to Dawn City as a bargaining chip to become the Duke of Nangarava.

Not only did the Coalition want to arrest people on their land, but they would even try them on their land, and the humiliation even made him feel that he might as well die.

"How many of them are here...... "Nehak asked, looking nervously at him.

Dijean said casually no more.

"It's estimated that it's less than a thousand, but I've seen about five or six hundred."

Nehaq breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and even a faint hint of joy flashed across his face.

"It's only five or six hundred...... They won't last long! There are 2,000 men in the city defense of the port of Goldgallen, and there are nearly 10,000 reserves at your disposal, and I have purchased artillery after that incident a month ago, and General Abynan will teach them a profound lesson!"

Looking at the fantasizing fellow, Dijean pursed the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly.

"Don't think about it, those guys aren't their match."

The expression on Nehak's face darkened, and he said with a dry laugh.

"Mr. Dijean, are you too pessimistic, no matter how you say it, there are only five or six hundred of them......

"Do you know how many of us are captive?"

Without waiting for the governor to conclude his test, Dijean continued with self-questioning, as if he knew he would not guess.

"Thirty ...... Thirty of us were taken prisoner, and I learned later, and they weren't even their elite."

At that time, there were 200 people who went ashore, but they were beaten by the group of guys on the shore and didn't even have a chance to fight back.

What made him collapse even more was still to come.

The mutants who killed them to the brim

, slaughtered like little chicks in front of another group of guys armed with steel to the teeth.

The two sides were not opponents of the same level at all, and they should not have provoked this monster from the beginning, let alone gone in to join in the fun when this monster and the other wild were fighting.

After listening to the forced statement, a trace of despair appeared on Nehak's face, and his voice couldn't help but tremble a little.

"Don't we have a chance at all?"

"I don't know."

Jinrang shook his head, took a breath and continued.

"Maybe the greater ones can come up with brilliant ideas, but you and me, who are squatting here, can't do anything about it now."

The Gray Wolf Army stationed on the banks of the Yongliu River may be able to save them.

But the problem now is that only His Majesty the Emperor can command those armies, and His Majesty the Emperor may not know what is happening now.

While Governor Nehac and Dijean were speechless in front of the iron bed, a group of people were crowded in front of the barrier in the port area.

Some of them were merchants from the port of Golden Gallen, some were merchants from other places, and some were the owners, captains, and sailors of the cargo ships on the docks.

Last night, the owner of this place was still His Majesty the Emperor, but the double-sword flag that hung in the harbor at dawn was torn off, and it was not replaced with a new one.

Most of their wealth is parked on the docks.

They watched with trepidation at the group of soldiers, armed to the teeth, all waiting for a statement that the Gray Wolf Army stationed on the banks of the Yongliu River might be able to save them.