Chapter 187: The Founding Republic of Freeman

The emancipation movement of the slaves, which spread from the Peloponnesian Plain, swept through the United Kingdom of the city-state of Gris with lightning speed, and the hegemony established by the slave-owning class for hundreds of years collapsed violently in the face of this fire.

The nobles who were once high and had to look up, the generals who held military power, the citizens who talked loudly, the three mountains that pressed on the heads of all slaves, were overthrown by the martial arts masters and heroes led by scientific demigods, united by the liberated slaves.

During this period, under the influence of the fantasy of the Europa continent, there was no shortage of golden heroes in the aristocratic class who ignited the blood of the gods, trying to save the building. Divine "prophets" frequently appeared in the army, replacing the general's duties as commanders, guiding the demoralized legions to defeat and defeat again and again. What's more, citizens with a long family blood took out their glittering ancestral weapons and armor, and first slaughtered all the slaves owned by the family, but they still couldn't stop the decline of slavery, and they reluctantly went into decline.

The liberated kingdom of Gris, after tens of thousands of members of the slave-owning class were sacrificed by blood, was placed in front of the freed "slaves", which was a real problem one after another.

The Desert Empire will not accept their migration as a whole, except for a few elites and a few people who are useful. Therefore, these free men can only stay in the kingdom of Gris.

They lay down on the warehouses and riches of their slave owners, feasting on the fruits of their own blood and sweat labor, squandering without scruples, eating and drinking with their bellies open. After a night of revelry, the free man wakes up and opens his eyes, and there is a mess of cups and plates, which looks no different from the slave owner's indulgence in pleasure day and night.

The answer given by Ye Zhiqiu is to establish a new system as soon as possible! It is not the slavery system of the past, but all land is owned by the state, and the state is owned by all free people, just like a joint-stock company, where every employee holds a part of the original stock, and everyone can enjoy the dividends of the country's development.

As the honorary head of state Ye Zhiqiu ascended to the ruins of the Pantheon at Olympia and shouted: "The Freeman Republic was established today!"

The Freeman Republic, composed of more than a million free people, became a thorn in the side and flesh of the feudal aristocracy on the Europa continent overnight, causing a series of shocks and turmoil, far more grieving and despairing than the "Spartan Free Lord" on the Italian Peninsula.

The Desert Empire only wants the land and only wants the submission of the Europa nobility, so the Freeman Republic is digging the foundation of the nobility, not only offending all the feudal lords of the Holy Roma Empire, but also stimulating the cross religion that controls the spiritual world of all the Europa people.

It is a pity that the Eastern Front is in flames, the war is in a stalemate tug-of-war stage, and the manpower, material resources and wealth invested in it every day are an astronomical amount of money, and there is not much spare power to deal with the rising Freeman Republic in the heartland.

The vigorous large-scale production movement was already spreading across the country when Ye Zhiqiu's declaration of the founding of the country was lingering. The slaves turned over to become masters of their homes, igniting their yearning for a better life tomorrow, and everyone burst out with a strong sense of ownership and devoted themselves to the construction of the country with unprecedented enthusiasm.

Wells that had been filled in during the war had been dug by knowledgeable men, and canals that had been badly damaged were repaired by the original builders, and even the irrigation system was renovated and improved.

The grape plantations and winemaking workshops that were supposed to be abolished were restored to their original appearance under the persuasion of Ye Zhiqiu. The sweet wine was exported to the Desert Empire in exchange for grain and a host of other necessities for life, such as iron farming tools and water-powered spinning wheels.

Under Ye Zhiqiu's vigorous promotion, the composting technology was piloted on a small scale, using livestock excrement, and the poor soil was greatly restored and fertility improved. In the face of the wheat seedlings that are growing well, animal manure, which used to be disdained, has become everyone's favorite sweet and sweet bread, and more and more people who get up early to pick up fertilizer are piled up in the fields of the people's commune, waiting for natural fermentation.

In less than a month, the imprint of the Kingdom of Gris dissipated, and even the mansions and villas of the nobles were demolished and turned into the property of the people and the building materials of the new homes. The Freeman Republic has been restored and even rebuilt into a brand new state at an astonishing rate.

They did not live in a peaceful era, but the "Freemans" lived in a relatively peaceful country, under the protection of the wings of the head of state, the scientific demigods, and lived a happy life of forging swords into plowshares and horses in the south mountains.

Of course, the people can produce with peace of mind, manage their own lives, liberate the entire territory of the Gris Kingdom, and push the troops to the two major organizations of martial arts and rivers and lakes along the northern border, but they clenched their fists and obeyed Ye Zhiqiu's orders at any time to continue to advance.

Since following the "Oriental quasi-god" to learn the sword, the demigod of wine with the god of the sword, in the battle of the spiritual world, tamed the divinity of the god of wine, perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of the Freeman Republic, the more enthusiastic about the concept of the Oriental Immortal Dao, the self-proclaimed wine sword fairy, Xiaoyaozi, single surname Muzi Li, that is, one of the two walls of South Europa, the wine sword fairy Li Xiaoyao!

Another last descendant of the werewolf royal family, Caesar Augustus, mastered the power of the absolute realm in the painful grinding, and was personally opened by Ye Zhiqiu The three veins and seven chakras in the body, obtained the opportunity to purify the bloodline, and successfully became the second demigod.

Ye Zhiqiu personally instructed the apprentice on the road to rejuvenation, that is, to spread out the branches, have more descendants, and opened a big harem for him, even with the dignity of a demigod, the vitality in his body is almost infinite, and he is pampered with three hundred every day, and it took ten days before and after to complete the great cause of creation.

If you change to other women, you will definitely not be able to withstand the demigod blood of the werewolf royal family, after all, they are all noble women of the former Gris Kingdom, and they have the faint blood of the gods of Olympus flowing in their bodies, because they need faith and seek refuge, they all turn into the "wine girls" of the wine demigods, and receive the "grace" of the god of wine, so that there is a rich soil and the seeds of the demigods can take root.

"The gestation of the werewolf is about two months old, and after the birth of the half-werewolf with divine blood, I estimate that I will be able to go out hunting in three months. In other words, after half a year, there will be a group of thousands of werewolf legions of demigod blood under my command, and happiness comes too quickly, it's not too cool!"

The vision is beautiful, but the reality is quite cruel! Not to mention that the feudal aristocratic group of the Pan-Holy Roma Empire on the Europa continent is eyeing the Freeman Republic, and the threat is a little closer, there is the conflict between the two camps of the Desert Empire and Europa, the rise of Transylvania, the "Impaler" Dracula, and the vampire True Ancestor calling for thousands of miles of clouds.

The castlevania, with the seventy-two pillars of the demon god as the load-bearing pillar, has become an important stronghold on the dark side of the Europa continent, especially the blackened Eden cluster crystal wall system, the chaotic power of the bottomless abyss radiating out, and the great devil of Bato's hell, have all focused their attention on it.

The upstart of the dark camp of the multiverse, in the posture of a traveling mage, with the ability of "sparks" to cross the heavens and all worlds, quietly descended to the ground of the main material world, wandered on the steppes of Loba in Eastern Europe, and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

After about six days, the traveling mage collected enough information, smiled contentedly, and then summoned his own "magic book", the cover is a ring made of black and white snake tails, the outer ring is nameless chaos, and the inner ring is the six main elemental planes of earth, water, fire, scenery and darkness.

The traveling mage stood on the ground with his feet on his feet, and the magic book that he opened jumped out one after another according to his mind, and on the fantasy land, the magnificent mage tower appeared, and the altar of purgatory, which was full of mysterious patterns.

With a pale palm, countless vein-like threads radiated from the fingertips, penetrating deep into the earth under the feet of the traveling mage, wrapping around the energy flow that rolled through the depths of the earth's veins, and thus spread to every corner of the radius.

In just an instant, he heard about the vampire king Saruman's grand deeds through "Reading Legends", and the traveling mage admired the black hand behind the rise of this "Piercing Prince" Dracula True Ancestor, and wanted to take this person's real name!