In the early days of the establishment of the Asrofic Empire, many of the simple customs of the nomadic tribes in the northern wilderness were still preserved. w_w_w.quan_ben.c_o_mThe first few emperors did not reign for long, and the longest one only held power for about five years. They need to compete with surrounding tribes for land and water, need to beware of the invasion of dwarves and orcs, need to defend against the monsters wandering in the wasteland, and even have to fight to the death with powerful dark entities that occasionally appear.
None of the four great emperors in the early days of the Asrofic Empire died in the palace. They all get the home a true Northland warrior deserves.
Die in battle.
The harsh environment never failed the Northern warriors. After passing through the initial difficult stage, the empire grew and expanded tenaciously. Just at this time, the miracle of the Supreme God came to the then imperial capital. Soon thereafter, the Church of Light, which was not too powerful at the time, sent the most urgently needed light mages, healers, and magic equipment processing and smelting technology to the Asrophek Empire, and gradually replaced those primitive weapons from the tribal era. Religion became the largest church in the empire.
At that time, in the eyes of everyone in the empire, rights were equal to responsibilities. However, hundreds of years later, as the empire's territory expanded exponentially and wealth accumulated, these simple customs were gradually fading away. Rank and rank are necessities in an increasingly large bureaucracy. The trend of extravagant comparison is also increasing year by year among nobles of all sizes.
However, the extent of the erosion of material and comfort in the empire cannot be compared with that of the wealthy south.
"To travel such a long distance, a small nobleman has to bring two followers. If the person driving the carriage has a little power and property, then there must be a beautiful woman in the carriage. I am a prince now, but I still have to rely on myself. I have two legs to run on." Rogge thought with some self-mockery as he ran as fast as he could.
Those extremely dull footsteps echoed in the forest and disappeared quickly.
Of course, the fat man would not be polite to the druid who put him in such a situation, not to mention that the druid took the initiative to provoke him: "Damn Druids, you all wait for me, poach this Yunxiao." The city is just the beginning! I will spend the rest of my life with you! And that damn goddess of nature. One day, I will pull you down from the altar. That red-eyed goddess... what is her name... No matter so much, Anyway, she said, the distance between God and me is not that far away! Goddess of Nature, even if I can’t do anything to you, I will still breathe a bad breath on your believers!”
While cursing the goddess of nature and all her followers, Rogge ran over the mountains and ridges towards the city of the oracle.
He could resist the wrath of the Goddess of Nature for at most ten days. During this period, it was not an easy task to fly from the Imperial Capital to the City of Oracle. But since he is relying on his own two legs, Rogge's requirements for roads are very low. As long as it is not an abyss where the flame tyrant lives, a fat man can pass it.
Therefore, on the big map of the empire, Rogge drew a straight line directly between the Imperial Capital and the City of Oracle, and then started running along this line.
The permanent solidification effect is quite good, at least no carriage can match Rogge's speed, and the horse needs to rest and sleep, but the fat man doesn't.
He didn't dare to sleep without a strong man from the holy realm guarding him.
Just a few days later, something embarrassing happened. All the clothes on Rogge were animated by the wrath of the goddess of nature!
From then on, Fatty had to run naked in the mountains.
This instead brought him a whole new feeling.
The fat man climbed up the mountain in front of the rising sun, and then jumped into the valley bathed in the golden sunshine. As night fell, accompanied by the bright stars and the blue moon, he strode across the grassland, followed by a large group of hungry magic wolves behind him.
In the alternation of day and night, he walked through the forest, climbed over the mountains, and swam across the river. Along the way, he disturbed the peace of countless Warcraft territories and alien nests. Facing all kinds of angry creatures, Fatty ran away if he could. If he couldn't run, he would stay and fight fiercely.
Finally, on the fifteenth time when the sun jumped above the horizon, Rogge climbed to the last mountain on the journey. In the valley below, the beautiful Oracle City is quietly bathed in the golden morning light. The lush canopies of three tall ancient elf trees are constantly spraying light magical water mist. The dense water mist blocks the late autumn cold from the Oracle City.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Rogge looked around and saw vast mountains, a sea of clouds, half a red sun in front of him, and a blue moon hanging behind him.
Suddenly, the years of stagnation in his chest disappeared. After taking a deep breath, Rogge roared with all his strength like a real orc!
The rumbling roar took away all the anger, depression, and gloom in Rogge's heart.
After several snaps, the rocks in the woods around Rogge shattered, and four or five squirming, unformed foreign objects fell out. Amidst the roars, these alien creatures that had not completed the activation process exploded one after another and turned into several pools of clear water.
Amid the seemingly never-ending roar, a crisp voice suddenly came from behind Rogge: "It's such an ugly roar, it's not over! Didn't you see that all the wild beasts on the mountain have escaped?"
Rogge's roar suddenly stopped. He turned around like the wind and saw that not far behind him was the beautiful elf with a slight smile. It was Effier.
She actually seemed to have known that Rogge had come naked from thousands of miles away and was not only waiting here, but also holding a whole set of new clothes in his hands.
Rogge said nothing and suddenly rushed towards her. Eiffel screamed: "What are you doing to take a bath? It's so dirty!"
But why does Rogge care so much? He pressed the struggling Eiffel against a big tree, tore off her lower clothes in a few strokes, and then directly entered her body!
Eiffel screamed, then bit Rogge's shoulder hard, and then she spread her arms and hugged his neck tightly...
The wind and rain are strong and will subside in a moment.
Eiffel, whose face was flushed, looked at Rogge who had retreated more than ten meters away with great confusion. Her delicate left hand explored her lower body, and then asked in surprise: Is this the end? "
"It's over." Rogge nodded.
Eiffel didn't say anything else. She picked up the new clothes scattered on the floor and put them in Rogge's hands before getting dressed and heading back to the city! "
On the way back to the City of Oracle, Rogge asked in confusion: "Effier, how did you know you were waiting for me here?"
Eiffel took out a map. Elder Si gave me your whereabouts and route map yesterday. He said you would arrive this morning, so I kept waiting. Your roar is unpleasant and so loud that it can be heard from miles away. Will I still not be able to find you? "
Rogge took the map and saw that it was part of the large map of the empire hanging in his room. The northeast corner was the imperial capital Richelieu, and the southwest corner was the City of Oracle. Between the two cities, a line was drawn. Straight lines.
Roger was surprised. The exact location of the Oracle City remains a secret within the Empire. He had been careful in everything, and he had the impression that before leaving, he had clearly burned the map marking the location of the Oracle City. Why does it appear in Effier's hands again now
When Rogge set off, Hughes had not yet left the imperial capital. But the fat man ran naked for thousands of miles without sleep, and Hughes waited for him in the City of Oracle for several days.
But it’s not surprising when you think about it. Roger couldn't understand the inexplicable book that Hughes left behind that talked about the relationship between speed, time and space. It is entirely possible for the old fox, Hughes, not to mention being faster than him, to be several times faster than him.
But Fatty and Eiffel didn't go down the mountain very quickly. Eiffel's lower body clothes were torn by Rogge. If she made a big move, some of her beauty would inevitably be revealed. Fortunately, it was surprisingly quiet in the City of Oracles, with almost no elves on the streets, so the two of them were able to return to the Temple of the Divine Envoy safely.
As soon as they entered the Temple of God's Envoy, Eiffel said: "Froya is on the fifth floor. She will not refuse to sleep with you. Androni is on the fourth floor. If you don't knock her down, you may not be able to sleep with her. Others The elf girls are outside the city at the moment. If you want to go to bed with them, you still need to wait. That’s it. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to work. I haven’t taken care of the wisteria on the roof yet.”
"Wait a minute!" Rogge stopped Eiffel and said angrily and funnyly: "Looking at what you said, it's like I want to fall in love with a girl when I see one!"
"Isn't it?" Eiffel asked doubtfully.
Under Eiffel's clear gaze, Rogge's old face inevitably turned red. He coughed twice, so it's not like he coughed so many times a day... "
Eiffel said: "I know there are some changes in your body. Going to bed must be a lot of times for races that persist for a short time, such as Philly Lion, Camorado Leopard and so on. You Now that the persistence time is so short, the number of requests will definitely be more. I still have a lot of things to do and can't accompany you, so I will tell you in advance where the people who can sleep with you are. But... the changes in your body this time It’s really not that great.”
Rogge couldn't laugh or cry, and asked with a wry smile: "Okay! What about you now, are you still willing to go to bed with me?"
Eiffel frowned and said: "Your total amount is very strange! You should know that I can do it at any time as long as you want. If you ask me how I feel, it is better not to do this."
No matter how tenacious Rogge's nerves were, he would inevitably fail in front of Eiffel. Zhang Huang fled upstairs.
When he gently pushed open the door of Froya's room, he was greeted by a stream of colorful smoke. The little goblin has completely turned his residence into a large magic laboratory. Dozens of various vessels on the experimental table contain different magic potions of different colors.
In a corner of the room, Androni was resting. She assumed her signature pose again, with her long legs resting high on a test bench, and her face covered with one of Froya's magic books.
In the room, Froya was facing the sky, busy and busy. When she heard the door open, she said without raising her head: "Just put the food on the table next to you. Then go out and don't disturb me!"
"It's a little early to leave for dinner now." Rogge said with a smile.
Froya suddenly exclaimed and froze in place, completely unaware that the crystal bottle in her hand was falling to the ground.
Biluo Xingkong quietly reached out, caught the crystal bottle, and then quietly put it back.
Froya had completely forgotten that such a crystal bottle had ever existed in the world. She just turned around slowly and looked at Rogge.
The little fairy suddenly smiled. Although she was not decorated at all and even her hair was messy, she was full of charm with just one smile.
She said: "Damn fat man, you actually came back alive?"
Rogge smiled and said: "If I don't come back alive, wouldn't it be a wasted opportunity to take advantage of you?"
Froya's face turned red, and she bit her lower lip and said to Androni: "Annie! Please go out for a while!"
Right here, not going anywhere. "Androni took off the magic book covering her face and said with a smile.
The little goblin glared at Androni for a while, then finally snorted and said to Rogge: "Follow me!"
Froya pulled Rogge into the inner room, then slammed the door tightly behind her.
Androni looked at the closed door and smiled slightly, with a bit of bitterness in her smile. The long, snow-white index finger of her right hand clasped the armrest of the chair, as if counting time. When the button reached one hundred and twenty times, the door to the inner room opened.
Froya's face was flushed, and her green eyes were full of water. Breathtakingly charming. She gritted her teeth and glared at Rogge. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "Damn fat man! Now that you've taken advantage, why don't you get out! Wait, how long will you stay when you come back this time?"
Rogge calculated the time and the queen came out. This time I finally got it, taking charge of the southeastern front of the Empire facing the direction of the Sekelai Bus and the Imperial Delaware. Get ready and come with me. "
Froya's body trembled slightly, but she still said calmly on the surface: "If you don't think I will drag you down, then I will go with you."
Rogge smiled and said: "How can you be a drag? Well, I have to go find that old guy Xius and come back to see you in the evening."
Froya said with a half-smile: "I only promise to give you an advantage once. If you dare to force it... I can store some dragon poison here! Do you want to try it?"
The fat man laughed and went out.
The little elf is busy again. But unlike just now, there was always a smile on her lips.
In the corner of the room, the thick magic book was always covering Androni's face. She seemed to be unable to stand the disgusting relationship between Froya and Rogge, both of whom were extremely shameless.
However, she held Biluo Xingkong's right hand loosely, and her fingertips were trembling slightly.
The emperor's order is extremely strict. If Rogge is not at the front line within a month, he will be killed immediately. Although the Arei bus is not too far from the headquarters of the Tide Corps assigned to Rogge, the army still has to walk for more than ten days. There was very little time left for Rogge. Fortunately, the elves were very efficient. In just one day, the three thousand elves troops had been reorganized and could go out immediately. These elves include 2,000 archers and 1,000 engineering troops. It can be said that the Oracle City has already come out in full force.
At this time, within the territory of Arei's bus, Bauhinia Butterfly had already prepared an army of 40,000 people and had set out a day ago. Just from the appearance of the car, you can see her outstanding talents.
According to Rogge's plan, he will lead the elves to meet up with the bus army in Duke Doriac's province, and then move towards the southeastern front. If there is really no time, he can go to the front line alone and report in first. But he decided that this time he would bring Androni or Hughes with him no matter what. Otherwise, he, the prince of the empire, couldn't be allowed to run naked to the front line to face his future subordinates, right
When he first returned to the City of Oracle, Rogge found that it was almost an empty city. Most of the elves, even the elderly and children, rushed to the mountains to build an underground castle. Even Hughes went to take charge of it himself. The fat man was very curious and rushed over to take a look. As soon as he entered the underground passage, he was immediately shocked by the scale of the underground city and the complexity of the passages.
According to an elf mage responsible for the construction of the underground city, this underground maze was originally occupied by a group of powerful undead, but when they were about to come to the surface to cause evil, they were noticed by Elder Hughes in time, so the elves tried to rush up. The undead on the ground started a long tug-of-war and gradually gained the upper hand. Seeing that the situation was over and that the elves might capture the underground maze at any time, the undead finally abandoned their nest and fled. Hiding deep in the central mountains. Later, Elder Hughes felt that it was a pity to abandon such a huge underground labyrinth, so he planned to renovate it as a possible future refuge for the elves.
Rogge was convinced after hearing this. The City of Oracle is indeed beautiful, but the terrain it is located in is easy to attack and difficult to defend. No matter how many defense facilities are built and how much defensive magic is developed, the city's defense power will never be able to match the thoroughfares extending in all directions and deep inside. An underground maze in the heart of the mountain.
Fatty himself strongly agreed with the construction of such an underground castle. It just so happens that the overly beautiful and exquisite Oracle City is the best annotation of gaudiness.
Rogge walked around the underground maze under the guidance of the elf mage. This place indeed seems to be a gathering place for the undead, and there is a faint smell of death everywhere in the passage. Although these residual auras are weak, Rogge himself is a necromancer and is extremely sensitive to the aura of death. He felt that these breaths were very pure and powerful, and must come from some very powerful undead.
The fat man nodded secretly. He finally understood why Hughes suddenly left without saying goodbye. Once such a powerful undead rushes towards the Oracle City, the remaining elves will inevitably suffer heavy losses. It's a pity that these undead souls were born at the wrong time and ran into an old fox that was rarely seen in thousands of years. They were able to escape into the mountains, which was a good ending.
Fatty took a quick look in the underground maze, and then hurried back to the Oracle City to arrange the equipment for the elf troops to attack. Because of this, he passed by the deepest hall in the underground maze. If the fat man stood in the hall, he would definitely recognize that this was the hall of the lich Elgra.
Rogge also discussed with Hughes how many elves to deploy. After all, Oracle City requires a certain number of elves for its own maintenance and defense, and the construction of the underground castle also requires a large number of manpower.
Hughes agreed very much with Rogge's deployment of three thousand elves. He believed that the City of Oracle was now hiding behind the Principality of Are, and there was no problem in the case. The only thing to worry about is the orc tribe wandering in the central mountains. Orcs are extremely prolific, and within a few years a tribe will separate a group of orcs, allowing them to move to distant places in search of food. Otherwise, the tribe of orcs will become bigger and bigger, and even the lush green mountains will be gnawed into bare ridges.
Speaking of the orcs in the Central Mountains, Rogge suddenly had another idea.
A few days after Rogge returned to the City of Oracle, Dulin led his troops back to the principality. He killed 3,000 soldiers and brought back more than 2,700 people. The only difference was that all the rookies became brave warriors. In a few months, Dulin traveled thousands of miles deep in the mountains, fought dozens of battles with orcs and various warcraft, and uprooted more than a dozen small orc tribes. However, he found that as the troops gradually deepened into the mountains, they encountered more and more orc tribes, and whether in terms of organization, individual combat effectiveness or equipment, the orc warriors of these tribes were stronger than the small tribes they had encountered before. Much more.
Dulin suspected that a new orc empire had taken shape deep in the central mountains that stretched thousands of miles. After detecting a tribe with hundreds of elite orc warriors, Dulin used a hundred warriors as bait to lure all the adult orcs in the tribe into an ambush, and then gathered them together to kill them. Du Lin then took advantage of the victory and attacked the orc tribe's village, killing all men, women, old and young. Then he took all the food he could find and quietly withdrew from the central mountain range.
Du Lin's success was beyond Rogge's expectation. It seems that this young commander of the former Holy Alliance coalition forces who was appointed in a critical situation does have extraordinary abilities.
The brother and sister Bauhinia Butterfly and Du Lin are both rare generals. It's a pity that both of them surrendered to the fat man reluctantly. If there were no two of them, they probably wouldn't even miss the two brothers and sisters themselves. Therefore, although Fatty entrusted these two people with important responsibilities, he also instructed Horn not to relax his surveillance of them for a moment.
In order not to cause a fire in the backyard during the expedition, Fatty put a lot of thought into it. In addition to the soldiers Dulin brought back, Rogge also allocated 20,000 new troops to Dulin and instructed him to clear out the orcs in the Central Mountains. In Fatty's handwritten letter to Dulin, he told Dulin that all supplies except weapons and armor would be provided on site. If the war situation permits, we should also plunder as much food as possible for the principality.
Many of the 40,000 expedition warriors led by Bauhinia Butterfly came from the principality's occupied areas, while Dulin's warriors were all from the former principality of Arei. In this way, even if Du Lin wanted to rebel, his soldiers would not obey.
During the two days he stayed in the City of Oracle, Rogge was almost crazy with work. But even so, he could always find a little time to be intimate with Eiffel. It's just that every time afterward, Eiffel's unabashedly strange look always made Rogge hate him so much that every crevice in his teeth itched. However, he could only completely suppress the wrath of the goddess of nature for only so long. In the extremely limited time, no matter how powerful the fat man was, he could not show his bravery to Eiffel.
In the early morning two days later, groups of elves walked out of the Oracle City, preparing to plunge into the battlefield of blood and fire again. The elves all have the talent to communicate with animals and are naturally excellent riders. The North Country is rich in war horses, so Rogge simply turned all the elves into cavalry.
Rogge rode at the end of the team. After walking a certain distance, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked back. The fat man had excellent eyesight. Even though he was far away, he still saw Eiffel's beautiful figure on the top of the city flashing away. Originally, Fatty just felt that the maverick Eiffel was very unique and it was very easy to get along with her. Other than that, he didn't have much special feeling.
But now, for some reason, Fatty suddenly felt lost.
"Maybe I should take her with me..." Fatty thought silently. He sighed and shook his head again. Eiffel is not strong enough, and Rogge can't protect himself now. How can he take care of her on the battlefield? If you want to survive among thousands of troops and under the magical flames in the sky, it is impossible without certain strength. Just looking at the "Tide" legion led by the famous imperial general Frederick, which has made no achievements in the past ten years, it can be imagined that the enemy Rogge will face is definitely not easy to deal with.
Rogge led three thousand elves into the Arei bus, and then did not pass through Dresden, but directly followed the shorter road into the imperial province under the jurisdiction of Duke Doria.
Due to their natural appearance, the price of elven slaves remains high whether in the empire or in the south. Although the elf trade has been declared illegal in the Principality of Leyton and the Principality of Are, which were originally part of the Holy Alliance, and extremely strict laws have been enacted to punish those who dare to participate in the elf slave trade, the elf slave trade in other areas of the empire is still legal and active. .
Rogge's reputation has long spread throughout the empire. He is famous not because of his strategy, conspiracy or outstanding magic power, but because of his betrayal and the sharp contrast between his mediocre appearance and the stunning elven guards around him. However, in the Principality of Are, the elven troops often mixed with the far larger human troops, so they were not too prominent. But this time three thousand elves formed an army alone, which was really eye-catching.
Although three thousand elven warriors carried the banner of Rogge, three thousand elves were equivalent to three thousand piles of gold coins. '
The temptation of huge benefits is enough to drive people crazy, making them unable to see the sharpness of the sword in the hands of the elves. As for Rogge's banner, to be fair, it is more of an object of contempt in the empire, and it really has no deterrent effect.
Therefore, the elves walking on the land of the empire are like a blood flower floating in the sea. The sweet smell attracts groups of greedy and bloodthirsty sharks.
Within two days, nearly a hundred groups of guys with evil intentions had joined this group of elves. Among them are adventurers, bounty hunters, wanted criminals, and even large groups of mercenaries. Of course, they didn't dare to expect to capture the entire team of elves, but they could still capture a few sentinels when the moon was dark and the wind was high. For these people, a harvest of this level could be considered a windfall.
Naturally, the provincial governor, Duke Doriac, would not sit idly by and ignore this situation. He immediately expressed his intention to send troops to escort him along the way. However, due to the inefficiency of the imperial bureaucracy, Rogge would have already traveled through his province by the time Doriac's troops arrived. On the other hand, the combat effectiveness of the Doliak troops is far inferior to that of Rogge's elf warriors. When the time comes, who will protect whom
And after being reminded by the old steward Saragwin, Rogge became a little more wary of the mediocre-looking Duke Doriac.
But now Rogge is no longer the baseless magician he was when he led the elves out of the Central Mountains. His current power means that even if he looks at the entire Asrofic Empire, he belongs to a small group of people who can say a few words about major issues in the empire.
Back then, in order to keep most of the elves in his hands, he had to endure many things. But now, he is no longer an unknown fat man who can be bullied by anyone.
Rogge had already made plans for the people following him. Only blood can clear the eyes blinded by greed.
Two days before entering the province. The hunters behind the elves were still waiting to see what was going on, but on the third night, some hunters finally couldn't help but take action. Only this time, they were really wrong.
In terms of personal strength, small group combat cooperation, well-equipped equipment, and even night fighting skills, hunters are stronger than ordinary elf warriors. Groups of hunters are ready to use wolf tactics to follow the elves, ready to pounce at any time and bite them hard. But they didn't know that there were people like Roni and Hughes hiding among these elves, and Rogge himself didn't just rely on betrayal and conspiracy to climb up.
On the third night, the sky was cloudy
The sounds of fighting, alarms and dying screams filled the area around the elf camp, almost non-stop all night long. Thousands of wolves wandering in the dark night began their first journey on this moonless night. Large-scale hunting operation.
In the cold night wind, the smell of blood gradually became stronger and stronger.
In the early morning, the elves set off camp as usual, as if nothing had happened. There was a group of nearly a hundred elves among them. They would plant a sharpened stake on both sides of the road every few dozen meters, and then impale an adventurer captured by the elves on the stake.
The elf walked farther and farther, and wooden stakes were erected on both sides of the road one after another. Many of the adventurers who were impaled on the stakes were still alive, and their limbs would occasionally move weakly.
Hundreds of bloody wooden stakes turned the path trodden by the elves into a bloody road.
The hunters who were following the elves were extremely shocked and realized that there were far fewer companions hiding in the gloomy jungle. But, how could a kind, elegant and holy elf become so bloodthirsty? At least, when the more than a hundred elf warriors nailed the adventurers who were not dead to the wooden stakes, they did so skillfully and calmly, without any sign of mercy.
This is, and only at this time, very few adventurers are willing to look through their memories. They finally remember that they have seen these terrifying and cold-blooded elves in the Principality of Are. I have also heard the name of this elf unit - Yue Zhi An Mian.
On the fourth night, thick clouds still obscured the light of the blue moon.
The sounds of fighting and screams sounded from the mountains and forests around the elf camp from time to time. Those hunters who were still tormented by greed and failed to wake up in time from the bloodshed during the day, so that they were still following the elves, had quietly changed from hunters to prey.
Early the next morning, the elves came out as usual, but there were hundreds of bloody wooden stakes on both sides of the avenue.
On one of the wooden stakes was a young man who looked very strong. He was very tenacious. Although a sharpened wooden stake penetrated his abdomen, he still struggled in vain to free his body from the wooden stake. It was obvious that every movement would cause him extreme pain.
Suddenly there was a sound of a bow in the forest, and a sharp arrow pierced the young man's back, ending his pain.
But as soon as the sharp arrow flew out of the forest, the elf archer who came to me took off the magic long bow on his back like lightning, and fired an arrow back like lightning.
There was a faint sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the forest, and a shrill scream. The voice sounded like a young woman. I just don’t know who she is to him, is she his lover? Are they sisters, or partners in life and death
"Is this necessary?" Roni asked with hesitation.
"Of course." Rogge replied while walking leisurely through the forest: "I have given enough warnings, but they still dare to follow us. Minnie, the light of the gold coins is really too dazzling. Only enough blood can make them wake up. There is no mercy or humaneness here. I just want everyone to see that I will kill everyone who dares to take advantage of me, regardless of gender, age or child. Kill them all! Only in this way can we make them think more when gambling with their lives."
Roni sighed, didn't she always want elves to enter the human country? What you are doing now will only increase the hatred between elves and humans, right? "
Rogge smiled slightly. These adventurers were like ghosts. They had no power and few people in the empire, so they were killed as long as they were killed. Given the political structure of the empire, the key to whether the elves can integrate into human society lies in the very small number of people in power in the empire. As long as my position in the empire does not fall, I can at least keep the elves who follow me. "
Roni said nothing more. Just sighing secretly. Ronnie naturally understood what Rogge didn't say. The fat man just wants to form this symbiotic relationship with the elves. The elf's beauty, combat prowess, ability to create various high-quality equipment, and even artistic attainments all constitute a very important pillar for Rogge to build his own power. After Rogge's power is consolidated, he can also provide the elf with enough shelter.
As long as the fat man remains in power, killing some greedy adventurers is not a big deal at all. If one day the fat man falls. At that time, he couldn't protect himself, so could he still care about whether the elves could integrate into the human country
It’s still that famous saying: After I die, even if the floods are raging!
The fifth night was a quiet night.
Outside Clemson, the provincial capital, Rogge finally joined the army led by Redbud Butterfly. According to the plan, this army should obtain sufficient supplies at Clemson before marching toward the southeastern border.
In the city of Clemson, Rogge once again met Duke Doriac. For Rogge, who is currently very popular in the empire, Doriac's hospitality can be described as extremely luxurious and luxurious. Unfortunately, Rogge's current situation is special. I can only thank you for the many wonderful after-dinner programs.
The supply of the army went very smoothly, and the difficult situation that Rogge expected did not appear. On the contrary, Doliac took the initiative to mobilize all the necessary military supplies for Rogge. Of course some delays were inevitable, but that was due to the inefficiency of the provincial bureaucracy, not to the Duke of Doillac's deliberate obstruction.
This time Rogge was able to cooperate so happily with Doliac. I don’t know if it’s because of the scarlet road that Rogge left a few days ago.
After leaving Clemson, and after intense marching day and night, Rogge finally arrived at his base, Schild City, before the deadline.
The Northland is not rich in resources. The southeastern border of the empire is even more barren. This is a wilderness of thousands of miles of red soil. During the monsoon season, the sky is filled with red dust.
What Rogge has to face. It’s this endless red earth wasteland! And two countries located a hundred kilometers away and on the other side of the wasteland. The terrain that Pompeii needed to overcome was much more complex, with mountains, hills, jungles and swamps.
The barren resources, complex terrain, and vast space made the empire's southeastern border a natural place for troops.
It was already afternoon when the army commanded by Rogge arrived.
The howling wind swept up the red earth that blocked the sky, and the low sun in the sky turned dim. Slowly, the city of Schilde, exuding a murderous aura, emerged from the wind and sand.
The sentry at the top of Schild City saw this slowly advancing army in the distance. Not long after, a small group of knights rushed out of the city gate and faced Rogge's army.
"Dear Rogge! I am Meredith, the intelligence major of the Tide Legion. You can call me Mei. From today on, I will serve as your adjutant. Wallace, the current supreme commander of Schild City and commander of the Fourth Corps of the Tide Legion The general has sent me to greet you. All senior officers are waiting at headquarters. Please
Come with me!"
Luo Yu looked carefully at Gladys who came to greet him. She was very tall, almost the same as Roni, and she still looked quite young, but her face was as cold as ice, and her voice, although pleasant to the ears, was so cold that it made people very uncomfortable. Perhaps because of her role as an intelligence officer, she did not wear armor, but only wore a cut-and-fit military uniform, showing off her murderous beauty.
According to imperial etiquette, General Wallace, commander of the Fourth Corps, should have led all senior generals out of the city to greet Rogge, but instead they only sent a young female officer at the rank of major to lead ten soldiers to greet him! Although Mei was very The ten soldiers were tall and handsome, and they were not ordinary knights. However, it was obvious that the Tide Legion wanted to give Rogge's new commander a head start.
It seems that it is not easy to command these proud guys like the Tide Legion, especially someone like Fatty who is also known as betrayal and lust.
However, when the redbud butterfly standing behind Rogge landed on Meredith, although there was nothing unusual on the surface, her heartbeat accelerated slightly. How keen is the fat man's sense? He immediately sensed a slight abnormality in the heartbeat of the redbud butterfly. Rogge's heart moved, knowing that this young female officer must be more than a low-level adjutant, but on the surface, he remained calm at all.
At least in terms of calmness, the gap between Rogge and Redbud Butterfly was immediately apparent. He was fat all over his body, but his temperature, blood flow and heartbeat were as usual, with no changes at all.
Rogge immediately ordered the army to camp on the spot, and then he only took a hundred guards with him and followed Meredith towards the city of Schild.
The semi-military city of Schild is located on the edge of the red wasteland and is the largest city within hundreds of miles. It is not only the strongest defensive fortress, but also the center where all kinds of war preparation materials are stored. Several small military fortresses were built around Schilde City to serve as wing protection. From the moment he entered Schilde City, Luo Yu began to have a little understanding of the famous imperial general Frederick who he had never met before. learn.
In Imperial language, Hilde means Iron Shield. The city's defense is extremely strong, and it lives up to its name. Schild's city walls are high and thick, almost all made of huge stones. The architectural planning in the city is also different from ordinary cities. It is obvious that the block planning and the buildings at important intersections have been specially designed and specially prepared for street fighting. If enough magicians are deployed, the city will become a nightmare for any attacker.
This city was originally built by the Delaware Empire. Its original purpose was to defend the fortress from nomadic tribes, orcs, and various ferocious monsters on the northwest border. After a hundred years of continuous reinforcement and expansion, it gradually became what it is today. Later, with the rapid expansion of the Asrophic Empire's territory, Shild City became a rock in defense against the imperial army.
Ten years ago, Frederick led the Tide to massively attack the Delaware Empire. The city of Schild, known as the Iron Stone Barrier, fell in one battle, and all 30,000 garrison troops in the city were wiped out.
This was also Frederick's last glorious victory on the southeastern front.
In the next ten years, the battle situation on the entire southeastern front has been in a stalemate. The southeastern countries of the empire are attacking and defending each other, and the victory or defeat is difficult to determine.
In fact, with the vast military strength of the Asrofic Empire, if the entire country were to attack, the southeastern countries would be almost unable to resist. It's just that the empire has been fighting on several fronts at the same time for decades, and its vitality was severely damaged in the battles of the Underground Abyss and the Dark Forest, so it has never been able to provide enough support to Frederick.
Along the way, as Rogge expected, he saw not only contempt but also hatred in the eyes of the "Tide" Legion soldiers he saw along the way.
Duke Frederick, who had led the Tide Legion for decades, was ordered by the Emperor to commit suicide. If not the fat man, he was at least one of the masterminds. Now he has been transferred to lead the "Tide" Legion. There is no assassin jumping out on the street, which is already good.
Rogge personally appointed the Redbud Butterfly to follow him into the city. Until Rogge sat down in the conference hall of the legion headquarters and the main generals of the three legions behind the "Tide" legion had arrived, a total of six more abnormalities appeared on the Bauhinia Butterfly's body.
No matter how good and noble the reason was, Bauhinia Butterfly betrayed the City of Yunxiao after all. She behaved abnormally this time. The most likely reason is that she met her former colleagues in Hanyue Camp, which made her feel emotional. Rogge remembered these six suspicious generals one by one.
In fact, Rogge's original intention of bringing Redbud Butterfly with him was to use her eyes to identify the generals placed by the Druid in the "Tide" legion. Redbud Butterfly only promised that she would serve Rogge wholeheartedly, and there was no way she would betray her companions in Hanyue Camp. But she never thought that those subtle fluctuations in her mind would actually betray her.
However, the commander of the Fourth Corps, Wallace, did not cause the redbud butterfly to move, which made Rogge a little surprised.
The city of Yunxiao has been operating for many years, and Frederick is a loyal believer in the goddess of nature. There must be a large number of druids in the "Tide" legion. Rogge was not worried about those powerful druids or warriors. What he was most worried about were those who came from the Hanyue Camp, like the Bauhinia Butterfly, whose personal strength was not outstanding. Therefore, with the eyes of a redbud butterfly, Rogge felt at ease.
Wallace is a very rough, middle-aged man. Years of fighting have left several scars on his face. Even the simplest polite phrases he said were extremely blunt, and completely lacked the minimum tact that a person in officialdom should have. Perhaps this can also be explained by the fact that he really hates Rogge.
Roger was all smiles. There was a hint of flinching in the stiff smile. The generals of the Tide Legion saw this and naturally felt more disdain.
After the fat man sat down in the center position, he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
In his spiritual world, there is deep darkness on all sides. Slowly, a little green light lit up like a firefly in the dark night. As if hearing an invisible call, green lights lit up one after another. The green light spots lit up one after another at first, and then several spots lit up at the same time. At the end, there were dozens of dazzling green lights shining at the same time!
The fat man opened his eyes suddenly, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat!
"Lord Rogge. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Wallace asked with a frown.
"Yes! The journey is really long, so I have to go and see how my elf guards are being arranged, and those specific things. You can discuss it yourself!" Without waiting for Wallace to answer, Rogge stood up and hurriedly Leave.
After the meeting, there was a series of complicated handovers and how to arrange the tens of thousands of troops led by Rogge. As for receiving defense zone information, coordinating command and even adjusting positions. These are things for the future.
These specific matters, Rogge flicked his hand, and all of them were thrown away.
Now at least in name. Rogge is the top general in charge of the entire Red Wasteland front, and his rank is equal to that of pet. The Fat Man actually had great power, and could even appoint and remove senior generals, including Wallace. Therefore, Rogge didn't care at all about the tide generals who deliberately ignored him and hated him extremely. At least now Fatty has the support of the emperor, and there are too many insidious means to deal with them.
Fatty is not in a hurry, not at all. Even when he saw that what Wallace prepared for him was just an ordinary two-story building, the fat man accepted it with a smile.
What surprised him was the number of followers of the Goddess of Nature in Hilde City...
Schild City has been busy for three days, and the handover of the army has finally come to an end. But everyone else was busy, and Fatty was very idle. His only thing all day long was to wander around the city.
The war situation on the entire southeastern front has been stalemate for ten years, and all residents of Schild City have long regarded war as a part of daily life. Where there are warriors, there will be countless taverns and dancers, and Schild City is certainly no exception. Different from other semi-military fortresses, this city is located on a traffic artery and is also an important gathering place for desperadoes who try to cross the battlefield for smuggling and other illegal activities.
Therefore, Schilde has the best prosperity and luxury on the southeastern front. From this point of view, Spir City, the headquarters of the Tide Legion and where Chong Pei is currently located, is much more boring.
Every late night, Roger would visit one pub after another. Not many people in the city recognized the new chief executive, and even if they did, no one took him seriously.
That night, Rogge entered a small tavern. The spirits brewed in this tavern are very famous in Schilde City. The owner of the tavern is a one-eyed man who is nearly forty years old. It is said that he was also a good at killing people and selling goods when he was young, so few drunkards dare to cause trouble in his territory.
However, the man of the hour in the tavern these past two days was not the one-eyed owner, but a handsome and almost monstrous swordsman who suddenly appeared. This swordsman behaves very strangely. He has been coming into the store late at night for the past two days, saying nothing, and just drinking one bottle after another. The liquor in this tavern has a strong stamina, and the swordsman's drinking capacity doesn't seem to be very high, so it won't be long before he falls on the table, completely drunk.
His delicate hands, as white as a woman, and his charming face always arouse men's imagination. Among the desperadoes who frequented this tavern, there were actually many who liked male sex. If they hadn't been frightened by the evil deeds of the one-eyed boss in the past, they would have swarmed over such a delicious meal.
This swordsman is really weird. He seemed to be drunk to death, but every time he only stayed on the table for half an hour, he would suddenly sit up, and then walk away as if nothing had happened. The night before, a killer who couldn't hold back his lust quietly followed him out, making the tavern owner shake his head. But according to the rules of Shield City, as long as he leaves the tavern door, everything that happens is none of his business, so the one-eyed dragon did not stop him.
However, late the next night, the swordsman appeared in the tavern again, but the killer did not come.
When Luo Geshiran walked into the tavern, the swordsman was leaning on a table in the corner, drunk and unconscious.
Rogge smiled bitterly and shook his head, about to walk towards the swordsman. A warrior with a sinister face in the tavern suddenly stood up and said grimly: "I'm going to kill this little guy! Corbetian, if you dare to do anything, think about the consequences for our Wind Wolf!"
The tavern owner sighed Ruth, it's not like you don't know the rules of Shield City. As soon as he leaves my door, or when I close the door, everything that happens has nothing to do with me. No one wants to offend Wind Wolf, but if you break the rules, General Wallace will not easily let go of anyone who dares to challenge his authority... "
Although Carruth seemed arrogant, he was obviously unwilling to openly oppose Wallace in the city of Schild. So he hummed and sat down slowly again. There were four or five companions beside him, all looking at the drunken swordsman intently. One of the middle-aged men dressed as a magician quietly took out a bone wand from his arms.
At this time, a gentle voice came from the side: "Although your magic career negotiation room will not be brilliant, it is better than nothing. For the sake of your life, you should take back such a cheap curse wand!"
Carruth and others were shocked. When they looked up, they saw that the speaker was a fat man with a smile on his face. Carruth stood up and stepped forward slowly. When he moved his hand, the scimitar at his waist was already in his hand.
"Friend, our Wind Wolf's affairs are beyond your control..." A faint light of fighting spirit shone on Kalus' body. It seems that he has a lot of fighting experience, and he has gathered all his strength from the beginning, and he does not look down on his opponent just because he looks innocent.
"There's really no way!" The fat man shrugged helplessly, pointed at the drunken swordsman, and sighed: "Who made him so beautiful? I want to have sex with him too! Since everyone wants it, let's fight him Let’s have one!”
Kallus snorted, his eyes fixed on Rogge, and the scimitar in his hand began to buzz.
The fat man raised his hands and began to chant the mantra loudly.
The magician holding the bone wand suddenly shouted: "This is the spell of the flaming arrow!..."
Before he finished speaking, Kallus had already swung his machete and stepped forward quickly, intending to cut the fat magician in half before he could complete his spell.
Kallus is worthy of the title of Wind Wolf, moving forward like the wind and flying behind like lightning! He even flew back much faster than he flew forward.
The moment he rushed in front of the fat man, the damn fat man kept chanting curses, but a huge fist had already brought a strong wind, hitting Carruth's face like thunder and lightning!
This punch contained a force that was not human at all, and Kallus could clearly hear the sound of bones cracking on his face. He just felt very dazed and his whole body became light and airy. In a daze, Kallus only understood one thing. What the fat man chanted just now was indeed the incantation of the flame arrow, but he did not mobilize the magic power at all, he was just incanting it.
From the beginning, the insidious fat man was planning to punch him like this!
Kallus was filled with hatred, but he didn't know that the place he was going to land was right on top of the drunken swordsman.
Suddenly, an extremely bright and dazzling blue light flashed in the tavern!
Carruth's body suddenly lit up with more than a dozen blue rays of light, and then without even letting out a scream, his body suddenly broke into more than a dozen pieces in the air, scattered in every corner of the tavern! Fortunately, every wound on the corpse was sealed with a thin layer of blue crystal, otherwise there would have been blood mist all over the sky.
There was a moment of silence in the tavern.
The drunken swordsman was still lying on the table, but he raised his left hand high and pointed to the sky! On the tip of the slender index finger, there is an inch of blue light flickering out, and little bits of extremely beautiful stardust are constantly floating out of the fighting spirit.
"This is starry sky fighting spirit!" There was no shortage of knowledgeable people in the tavern, and someone immediately shouted out! And those who had played the swordsman's voice overtly or covertly, all had pale faces at this moment.
The fat man shook his head, walked to the swordsman, and stretched out his hand to help him.
Amidst the exclamations, the swordsman's left hand brought up a blurry afterimage and pointed towards the fat man's chest again!
There seemed to be a very bright silver light flashing in front of the fat man, but the sight of everyone in the tavern was blocked by the fat man's body and they did not see clearly what happened.
They only saw the fat man holding the swordsman's hand with one hand and holding his waist with the other, helping him up from the chair.
The swordsman seemed a little surprised. He opened his hazy drunken eyes, saw the fat man in front of him clearly, and closed his eyes again. His body softened and he leaned against the fat man.
The swordsman suddenly retched a few times, and then continued: "Damn fat man... you are not done robbing my woman!"
The fat man smiled bitterly and said repeatedly: "Okay! It must not be over, it must not be over! If it is over, we are not men! Let's go, come back with me first."
The swordsman grumbled twice more and let the fat man support him as he walked out of the tavern.
The fat man suddenly turned back to the tavern owner and said, "As you can see, Kallus is entirely to blame for this. We have not broken any rules at all."
Corbetian looked at Carruth's companions who looked ruthless but did not dare to come forward. He sighed and just nodded without saying anything else.
The door of the tavern is open, and the cold wind is still sending continuous conversations into the tavern.
"... Damn fat man, why did you... steal my woman!... "
"...Yes, yes...it must not be over..."
Everyone in the tavern heard from the sound coming from the wind that the swordsman seemed to be crying. (Quanben Novel Website www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)