Mount Cerre, the southernmost point of the Roman Continent, is a narrow mountain range that winds no more than 150,000 steps.

Originally, it was the highest and largest mountain range of 'Roman' that towered over the continent, circling hundreds of millions of paces, separating the entire continent from the ocean, and Stantes lived next to each other, like a dwarf beside a dragon.

But now, as the Romance world spreads out on the earth, the Stantes Mountains have magically shifted to the other end of the world, and the neighbors of the Sierra de Schille have become an endless stretch of dense, flat Amazon jungle, making this small mountain range rich in bountiful products and pleasant in climate suddenly seem majestic.

Moreover, the Nabis River, which coils around the Stoutes Mountains, follows the disappearance of the mountain range, and runs through the north and south of the Sierra Mountains, and feeds tens of millions of creatures in the mountains.

After flowing straight down, after gathering many water veins, it flows into a river with abundant water;

The Red Shrimp River, which is famous for its abundance of large stinging shrimp, has suddenly become one of the more important water sources for the Romans at the southern tip of the mainland.

One morning in early spring, in the most spacious and imposing two-story stone house in the center of a prosperous town that had just changed its owner, in a valley on the banks of the Red Shrimp River, which had just been dyed green by the spring breeze, more than twenty Romance warriors who looked like they were old were saluting their new lord.

These warriors, who are already slightly old, are not the eldest sons of the Romance warrior family who cannot inherit the family business, and they are also the lucky ones in the regular army of the Tattus.

They lived through the long years of conquest and survived until they reached retirement age. At the cost of taking care of the property for the nobles, he was given a small plot of land and a few serfs who replaced the farming, and became a branch of a family of Roman warriors.

It can be said that the reputation and fate of these people themselves and even the entire family are incomparably closely linked to the lord who is finally loyal, and there is no need to consider whether they are loyal or not without encountering extremely special circumstances.

But even so, when bending towards the short, black-haired, yellow-skinned Otherworldly, these tall warriors couldn't help but show themselves. Reluctantly eccentric looks.

Good thing three days ago. Under the escort of hundreds of 'Tattodu' elite air horsemen, the black-haired young man from the other world, who had become the new master of Green River Town, did not express his dissatisfaction with the disrespect of the warriors under his command, and sat on a large log chair while drinking milk wine. eating steaks;

While waving his hand casually, he said, "Don't be polite." Valiant warriors. Straighten up, I have something to ask you, have you sent any invitations to the knights and samurai chieftains of the other towns and manors in the Thiret Mountains?"

"Mount Silley isn't big. My lord, the invitations were all delivered last night. Hearing the new lord's inquiry, the samurai leader who guarded the order of the town replied loudly in a loud voice, his stature was a head taller than the average Roman, and his strong body stood in front of the short black-haired youth like a wall, although his words were polite, but there was not even the most basic respect in his tone.

"Then will they come in three days?" Looking up at the leader of the Roman warriors, Zhang Lisheng put down his wine glass and asked again without care.

"According to our Romanine tradition, since a new nobility has arisen in the surrounding lands, the upper class of the neighborhood will accept the first invitation to come anyway. The samurai leader said.

"That's good. Zhang Lisheng smiled with satisfaction, and then he heard a loud commotion outside the stone house.

"Who is so noisy in the morning, is there no rule in the town when the owner changes, Adoman goes to see what is happening, and if the commoners 'call', he will be rewarded with a few lashes;

If it's a pariah, a slave, erect a wooden frame and hang the one who screams the loudest. The noise was heard, and the samurai leader frowned, didn't look at the black-haired young man in front of him, and commanded directly and loudly.

"Yes, Lord Lomanzi. Among the rows of warriors standing behind the leader, the most fierce-looking one stood up and replied with a sly smile, and was about to walk down the second floor, when he suddenly saw a black-haired young man from another world not far away waving his hand and said, "Don't go and see, I know what happened, it's just that the slaves who have just been freed are cheering, don't care." ”

"The freed slaves are cheering," the samurai leader cried out, his eyes wide in astonishment, and after a moment of astonishment, he came back to his senses, "My lord, are you freeing the slaves?"

They, what a credit they have made that you deserve to give these untouchables freedom!"

"Merit..."Zhang Lisheng picked up the huge wine glass on the wooden table, drank the milk wine, and a playful smile appeared on his face, "They didn't make any merit, they just believed in my faith."

In the Roman land over which I rule, everyone who believes in me will be free!"

"You, you, what are these words, you, you, what do you mean..."The samurai leader looked at the black-haired young man whose demeanor slowly changed, revealing a majesty and hideous bearing that was not like that of mortals, and felt an indescribable inexplicable fear suddenly rise from the bottom of his heart, and said incoherently.

Unaware of the fact that countless crystal droplets began to condense in the humid air around him, and layers of sand rose up on the stone floor beneath his feet.

"It means that a new era of 'Roman World' has begun..."Zhang Lisheng looked back at the blood-red eyes of the samurai leader, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and replied in a low voice.

As his murmuring sounded, the droplets of water in the stone house fell on the sand and turned into wet mud, gently climbing up the bodies of all the Roman warriors, slowly restraining their limbs, gagging their mouths and eyes, and finally tearing their bodies apart.

At this time, Zhang Lisheng had already strolled out of the stone house, stood in the warm and pleasant sunlight, and listened to a majestic warrior wearing a full-body battle armor beside him, only showing his head and face, and respectfully said: "Great You.

I took two hundred of the most elite 'Stone Warriors' and pretended to be the elite soldiers of the Tattour Territory, and promised the slaves that if they believed in you, I would give them freedom, honor, and strong force, but even then, only one hundred and twenty of the fifteen hundred chose to convert.

These Romans are so cowardly, and their lowly status for generations has made the word 'submission' ingme into their marrow, give me twenty, no, five warriors in battle formation to slaughter them cleanly.

Conquering them is of no use at all except to be able to pray to you. ”

It can be seen from the tone of his speech that this tall warrior, who is not much different from the appearance of the Romance Warriors, is actually a northern barbarian living in the 'Stubborn Stone Plateau' of the Wuli World, and now he is just disguised as the leader of the warriors of the Tatdu Territory on the orders of the gods, luring the Roman slaves to take the bait and gain faith.

"Carthage, don't call me Your Majesty.

Remember, you are now a remnant of Carthage, a powerful lord family that once ruled over the entire Dodon Hills, the Enet Plains, and the Mt. Silley five hundred years ago, and I am the new Lord of Roman, who was deceived by you. Zhang Lisheng happily looked at the group of thin and ragged Roman teenagers who were cheering on the narrow street paved with black stone slabs, and corrected with a smile.

"Yes, my lord," replied the majestic warrior respectfully, "from now on Spicy Carthage, who lives in the Roman Continent, is my only name. ”

"Very good, Carthage, I have a hunch that this piety and sacrifice of yours will allow you to obtain the same lofty status as your father, and become the archon of the Great Diocese of the Wuli Divine Cult," Zhang Lisheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "But if you want to become such a great person, you still lack a little bit of wisdom." ”

"I will serve Thy word forever, even if I burn myself with flames, and I will not depart from my sword or my sword. Hearing such a promise from the god he believed in, Carthage stiffened and bowed his proud head, and prayed in a trembling voice: "Great god Wuli, your devout believers ask for your teachings. ”

"Didn't I say it, I'm just... Forget it, for the sake of the future archdiocese government, it seems that I am going to make an exception once. Zhang Lisheng frowned, stroked the hanging head of the majestic warrior beside him with a dumb smile, and pointed to the Roman boy not far away and said, "Believer, I have heard your prayers, felt your piety, and bestowed wisdom on you.

A little flame falling on the dry steppe of autumn can ignite a monstrous flame, because what has died, fearless to be reduced to nothing;

The most ferocious and terrible warriors are often produced among lowly and cowardly people, because the soul in trouble, once ignited by desire, will evolve into a madness that normal people cannot imagine!

You look down on these Roman slaves in front of you, but you don't know that they are the hay that has not encountered the fire, if it cannot be burned, no matter how much the dead grass accumulates, it can only be chewed and eaten by cattle and sheep, or rot in the soil, but once ignited, it can turn steel into juice.

You will know what I mean when I have armed these newly freed young men with 'God-given armor', given them simple combat techniques, and allowed them to kill the nobles of the Siret Mountains who came to the town for a feast. ”

"Yes. Although he could not grasp the meaning of these words taught by his faith in his heart for the time being, Carthage still showed a happy and sincere expression and replied with great respect.

It seems that his acting skills are much worse than those of the intelligent Wuli World Frost Continent, but there is no doubt that this kind of honesty is more favored by the gods at some times, and after receiving the lesson, he was entrusted with the important task again by the Wuli gods, ordering him to lead more than a dozen Wuli World Rock People who pretended to be Roman sages to sacrifice, rush to produce biological and chemical weapons production lines, and arm Roman slaves who converted to Wuli Religion.

Two days later, when the first group of Roman slaves who had been trained in very simple warfare skills and equipped with god-given armor showed their strength, most of the slaves in the riverside town, young and old, had converted to the faith of the god Wuli. (To be continued......)