At least ordinary civilians would just kneel on the ground, but these nobles obviously knew that there were different levels of kneeling postures—
Now this person was just as Yang Hao had seen, with his buttocks raised high and his whole body lying on the ground, kissing the soil continuously.
This was the highest level of kneeling ceremony. Yang Hao remembered that this was the most humble etiquette that only those who had committed heinous crimes would perform when begging for mercy.
So Yang Hao was certain that this person was definitely a member of the Quiet Exile incident at that time.
"Your Majesty, my Regent King—you have finally returned like lightning!"
The nobleman was lying on the ground, shaking like a sieve. He kept kissing the soil in front of Yang Hao, and seemed to be crawling over to kiss his boots.
But the soldiers directly blocked his way forward with their weapons, forcing him to express his humility and feelings only through words.
"We, the Restoration Party, have been waiting for your return for a long, long time. Now that you have returned with a powerful army, we are naturally willing to pledge our loyalty to you. We only hope to help you defeat the rule of General Dreshuka and Prince Gasson, and give the people of the Roman Empire a peaceful life!"
"Pfft... Hahaha... Did you misunderstand something? Do you really think that Roman is a good country in other aspects except for its good land?"
Yang Hao was amused and laughed out loud.
"You wanted to execute me then, but now you want me to go back? Do you expect that after you kill someone, the soul of the deceased will continue to work for you
If you want to be so beautiful, why don't you expect Benjamin, who was murdered by Garson, to be resurrected and then immediately execute his unfilial brother? "
Yang Hao's three questions left the noble speechless. But perhaps in order to gain a chance to survive, the noble cried and said that their silence at that time was "just out of necessity". Now that they have a chance, they are naturally willing to support Yang Hao to return to the Roman Empire.
As a result, not only did Yang Hao laugh, but even the elves beside him couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Given the current situation of the Roman Empire, do you really think you have enough power to attract others to come and inform you?"
Yang Hao waved his hand to signal the elf not to speak for the time being, in case he really couldn't help laughing.
He just suppressed his smile and walked up to the noble, then kicked the noble so hard that he flipped over from the ground, so that he lay on his back and could see the clear sky.
Yang Hao started his speech with the sentence "How many of my things did you tear down back then?", as if deliberately letting the nobleman understand the current situation. He recounted word by word what he had done for the Roman Empire that was eventually torn down by the Roman Empire, and what was now hitting the Roman Empire again.
“You demolished the factories I built for you. Now those factories in Isgard and Arese provide them with productivity, produce a steady stream of bullets and products for them, develop their industry, and provide them with new technologies.
And after your soldiers lost the battle, they still insisted on saying stupid things like "If we still had factories".
If you hadn't demolished my factory, would you be in this situation now
What a port that fell in less than a day. The only good thing about demolishing the steam factory is that it makes it impossible for Ishgard to use your factory to produce their supplies - this is the only good thing you did. For you. "
"I have fucking described to you the war potential of Isurgard's merchant ships. I have fucking told you that Isurgard's ironclads will crush you on the sea. I have fucking told you that Isurgard will never be satisfied with one-sided trade, but will fucking invade.
So I fucking tried so hard to give you at least the basis to protect yourselves and force the Isgardians to negotiate a peaceful "commercial war" instead of a "real war", but you fucking took the initiative to dismantle everything and didn't even mention it, and you still think that others really won't attack us?"
"I'm giving you basic education just to prevent you from being invaded by culture in the future, so that there will be enough skilled workers in the steam factory, and so that educated people can make you better in the future!
In the end, you killed my teacher or chased him away, and didn't make it clear that it was best for your people to maintain the status quo. Now, you are eating people, and you are happy?"
"I've also prepared free medical care for you. The medical staff can not only ensure the suppression of the plague and provide treatment for patients in normal times, but more importantly, they can ensure that the wounded can receive effective treatment when war breaks out. Now, are you happy? There's not a single doctor in the whole of Roman. Are you happy?"
"And the fucking religion! The fucking Church of Light - now that the living dead have moved south, are you feeling better?"
"I fucking told you guys that if you don't do this, you'll be finished sooner or later! Now, you're done, are you comfortable?"
Yang Hao said this, and after a long silence, he finally said:
"I told Gasson about the gap in the palace's defenses... But the Alesse people filled the gap after they moved into the palace. If you don't die, who will die?"
To be honest…
Yang Hao was really happy.
Not only did Roman destroy everything he had done for her, he also humiliated her.
Now, retribution has come.
It was satisfying to see the Romans suffer, but I felt it was unfair for my brother to be born in this country.
The Romans should be feeling pretty good now, right
Isn’t this the life they expect
Yang Hao was delighted. You all have lived the life you wanted, why do you still expect me to come back
Do you expect me to come back and kill you all
He turned and left.
The noble was left lying on the muddy ground, dumbfounded and at a loss as to what to do.
…
Soon, the Isgard colonial army appeared in the south of the town. They first sent people into the town, and then the commander of the colonial army came over, saluted Yang Hao, and thanked the United Nations for their kindness.
"Thank you for sending troops to solve this most important problem for us." The commander introduced himself. His name was Pis, and he was an ordinary human commander in Isgard.
"Thank you very much for being willing to hand over the control of the city to us. It really helps a lot."
"Perhaps. But more than that, I should remind you that the current condition of that city is very bad because of our shelling."
"I can see that, but what we need is a town to ensure the supply route, not the facilities in the town." Pease nodded.
"We will ensure the safety here. I want to ask... about those metal giants. Would the United Nations be willing to sell us some? If we have them in the next war, it may help relieve the pressure on the front line."
Pis pointed at the howitzer Golem not far away and seemed to want to buy these things.
Yang Hao did not refuse immediately, but said tactfully: "Your diplomats have been very busy recently."
"It's okay. Lady Nia is definitely enjoying it. After all, the industrial technology of the United Nations is extremely valuable to her. Being able to stay in the United Nations for a longer period of time is actually a happy thing for Lady Nia."
"She might have tried to tear you apart."
"I won't deny this, but after all... Haha, Your Majesty, you understand that as long as we can achieve our strategic goals, Lady Nia's anger will turn into gentleness - that's the kind of person she is."
"I think the Romans will envy your unity." Yang Hao shrugged, "But it's too early to say that now - I'll think about it, now you guys go first. We have to go back too."
"Thanks again for your help!"
The Isgardians successfully settled in the city. After they inspected the intact buildings in the town and confirmed that the warehouses and granaries were completely destroyed by the siege, they began to call on the people to go and collect resources for emergency use.
When Yang Hao and the others left, Pis put away the smile on his face and murmured in an extremely serious tone:
"The weapons of the United Nations are at least forty years more advanced than ours... They didn't even leave a single body in the siege. The towers and the city are full of craters left by the explosion of small-caliber shells... Adjutant, my adjutant! Tell me, what are the casualties in the city?"
"About 200 Romans were killed, and all defense facilities facing the United Nations position were destroyed."
"That's right - it wasn't a blanket bombardment, but a 'precision' bombardment... We couldn't even carry out a precise bombardment of the city walls, towers and important facilities, how did they do it?"
The Isgardian murmured to himself, looking back at the city that was in ruins due to the attack of the United Nations.
Looking at the bodies of the nobles hanged on the city gate, Bis frowned.
He knew that Yang Hao deliberately destroyed the camp and warehouse in order to prevent his attack from being comfortable. However, after communicating with the scholars and doctors who had once been on the Roman side, Bis had already had the idea of dealing with these Romans in his mind.
The Romani people in Drake Harbor were allowed to stay because their overall cultural level was relatively high.
But Romani elsewhere...
"Let the local Romans do all the labor. They are a bunch of beasts, a bunch of shameless traitors, so let's not treat them the same way we treat humans -
After all, this is a colonial war. Even if all the Romans die, we can still draw people from our country to immigrate here. That's it."
Pis was prepared to kill the Romans at any time without any hesitation, but if they were willing to obey, there would still be a place for the Romans in the pasture.
In the distance, after Yang Hao officially set out on his journey home, he suddenly spoke to Nalujia behind him:
"That Pis is also a smart man. He wants to buy our golems and try to directly use the military method to come up with the design drawings on the spot - that is, weapons that are "just usable" and then further imitate them."
"Eh? Is this... possible?" Naruga was confused. "That's a weapon that only golems can use, right?"
"They probably plan to dismantle the weapons of the howitzer golem and "fix them to the ground" for use... In this way, they don't have to worry about whether the people or the carriage can withstand the recoil-
But if a commander who is not supposed to know much about industry is so smart, and the other soldiers also seem to know what to do... the intelligence and education of the Isgardians far exceeds my imagination."
"So what are you going to do, Yang Hao?"
"Let's see if we can make Ishugard our complete ally across the sea. After all, we don't have the ability to conquer the country across the sea... But we must put our alliance on the agenda this year."
As he spoke, he knew in his heart that he would not be able to rest.
In the north, while Khutot Khan was working hard to train his soldiers, they received news that the port of Pholan had been invaded by pirates.
"Pirates?" Khutot Khan was puzzled. "Why did the pirates come to attack the port of Polan? Don't they know that there is nothing in Polan?"
There are two port towns in Polan, but the most valuable things in those ports are actually fish and furs from the grasslands, nothing more.
As a result, there are pirates who are leaving the Roman ports behind and are coming to rob our ports? Are you out of your mind
Hutot Khan ordered his Keshig to deal with the problem. After a while, the port issue was resolved: it turned out that the pirates had landed and tried to burn the Khan's warehouse for storing strategic materials, but before they could start the fire, they ran into the troll sentinels who arrived.
Anyway, there weren't many pirates left, but their clothes attracted the local garrison's interest.
Because the clothes looked neither Roman nor elven, they were completely foreign.
But if that were all, it wouldn't be a big deal. The more important thing was that they found some things commonly used by the Romans under those clothes.
"So, they are Romans?" Hutot Khan personally asked the priest to use wind magic to receive the communication from the port. "Are they Romans disguised as pirates? This makes sense."
"Perhaps, Father Khan. We don't know their true identity yet, but - we know that even if these pirates are not Romans, they must have lived in Roman ports for a long time."
"Then just treat them as Romans. Our destination when we go south is Romans anyway."
"Yes! In addition to this... Father Khan, the ice fields in the north... seem to have begun to expand outward."
"What did you say?"
The northern ice field is beginning to expand
The Khan's expression became serious. If the appearance of pirates was just a minor lice, then the ice field in the north was a plague that could destroy the Khutot Khanate.
There is no other reason than that the core of the eternally snowy ice field in the north is a gigantic demon.
The ice field spreads with the demon as the core. Normally, as long as the demon does not move, the ice field will not move...
Once the ice sheet starts to move, does it mean that the devil in the north has begun to awaken
It seems that we must go south earlier.
The Great Khan gnashed his teeth.
And in the North…
The Ares who dragged the Ice Doom statue have become ice sculptures that awaken the Ice Doom.
The devil is gradually awakening.
In the southern Roman capital, the demon servant felt the breath of his own kind but simply said:
"He's hungry. But it will take some time for him to fully wake up."
"What did you say..." the head maid asked.
"I just said Prince Garson is taking a nap and I have to go prepare some snacks."
He left the small lounge.
He was greatly relieved by the awakening of his people thousands of years ago. He felt that the great cause of assimilating Roman could not be more stable.
Chapter 1: Roman's invitation to the gods, early journey south, and the Cloud Continent 8K
Before April, when the colonial army of Isgard obtained a stable supply of ammunition from the land, they immediately launched a devastating attack on the neighboring Roman Empire region, and after easily capturing several cities, they chose to rest on the spot.
This is not because they don’t want to fight anymore, on the contrary, they really want to fight—
But the problem is that the colonial army's strength of less than 30,000 is still too small compared to the entire Roman Empire.
They were unable to occupy too much territory due to their severe shortage of numbers. As a last resort, Pis had to order his troops to stay where they were and let the Romans build a defense line for them. Then Isgard's attack was temporarily stopped.
"Although the supplies are sufficient, the total number of soldiers becomes a big problem. The United Nations still has to deal with the attacks from the north. They have helped us enough - in order to prevent Lord Black Dragon from really sending himself up, we still have to rely on ourselves next."
At this point, after taking a sip of Roman wine, Pis burped comfortably, and then said to the adjutant in surprise:
“I never thought that these rich people would have so much wine in their homes during a famine... Really, wine cooled by magic
And it has to go through several rounds of brewing and pressing... This cost is already half the output of the vineyard, right? Even if they dried the grapes into raisins, they could fill the stomachs of many people, but they brewed them into wine for me? "
"Pis, you have to know that this is Roman. They are not like us. They don't even have the concept of protecting their subjects. They even treat their subjects as tools instead of "people"... In this case, how many nobles or bureaucrats would think that their subjects are valuable?"
"But the question is, isn't the basis of 'rule' the need for people to rule? If you don't have anyone under your control, what are you ruling?"
"Have you ever seen a human master a hammer or a saw? Although we usually clean and maintain our tools when they are broken, the Romans obviously prefer to throw away the broken tools directly, and they are too lazy to find new ones."
"Isn't this just ruining the family fortune?" Piss said in amazement. "I thought people who could become nobles wouldn't be so stupid as to not know how to protect their family fortune."
"But apparently they are dumb as shit - and stop fucking drinking, you've already had two before I even had one."