Duobian, the center of the Cape Bay area. The port is built on a mountain. The gray city wall divides the city into three areas from top to bottom. Because the building materials are mostly granite and blue limestone that are abundant in the nearby mountains, the city presents an overall gray-black color, squares, streets, and floors. The stacked bungalows and churches all carry this monotone, like a thick black engraving.
The city is bustling and crowded with people. The black people are slowly flowing southward, toward the south and southeast gates of Tuobian. Part of the flow of people has left the city and appeared on the plains south of Tuobian. Carrying large and small pack animals, carts and horses, a scene of fleeing.
Although a negotiation is going on in the city hall, in any case, the great migration of the Cape Bay is inevitable. The nobles have not announced the news, but the lower-level civilians are very keen on the atmosphere of war, and they have smelled the wind and rain early. The breath that comes.
Under the vault of the Tuorbian City Hall, negotiations between the two sides have been going on all night, and the early morning has descended on the coastal area, over the gloomy sea, and three or four sailing frigates solitaryly suspended in the distance.
In the hall, the disputes are intensifying—
Father Demon has almost agreed to all the requirements of the Hazels, including temporary alliances, allowing the fleet to obey the unified command of the Hazels, and even the evacuation plan must be incorporated into the opponent's overall plan, corresponding to it. The only price the Zell people have to pay is that they must join a military alliance with Cape Bay.
You are not mistaken, it is the military alliance between Cloak Bay and the Hazels, because Cloak Bay cannot represent the entire empire. This is their only way to save themselves when they cannot get in touch with the imperial capital.
But the focus of the dispute between the two sides revolved around the core issue of whether to stick to Tuobian.
"Your Prophet, although the hatred between the Cruz and Hazel has lasted for centuries, today, we are also here to sit down and negotiate. This is because we are from the same origin, and we are all intelligent creatures. One member. Perhaps thousands of years later, the empire will be turned into ashes, and the Hazel people will naturally not be able to escape the judgment of time, but our wisdom, history, and the culture we created will remain after the empire’s demise It will be passed on by future generations."
Father Demon’s voice echoed under the vault of the city hall, appearing impassioned:
"Whether it is the civilization of the Cruz people or the civilization of the Hazel people, it also belongs to our world. Whether you or I want to admit it, but even for hundreds of years, our two countries are still deeply affected by each other. Affected-your magical skills, our art and culture, we are learning from each other's strengths, the boundaries of the country will gradually blur over time, maybe everything of the Cruz people today will become Hazel tomorrow People’s precious heritage is the same in reverse."
"Duobian has a long history. It has been established since the flower ears of the Chaos Era. It has a history of 700 years. 700 years ago, a group of businessmen came here to build a simple city wall. It was convenient for them to store goods temporarily. Later, the city rose from the ground and became the center of the Cape Bay. It is one of the oldest cities in Cruz and the cradle of the Imperial Navy. Every inch of its land is countless. Qing legends and stories, the city also has the famous Duobian Grand Sanctuary, which is a treasure of the Cruz people, a treasure of the entire human world, and the highest masterpiece of architectural art."
"These may belong to the Cruz people today, but tomorrow they belong to the entire civilized world. If we abandon them easily today, will we abandon everything we have tomorrow? I am not greedy for life and fear of death, but I just want to say , Your Excellency, there are some things in this world that are worth protecting with life."
All eyes in the hall were focused on this powerful priest who was once the bishop of the Temple of Flames. The Cruz people were all proud of these words. But no matter how proud the heart is, there are very few people who are willing to stay and dedicate themselves for these words.
As soon as the priest's voice fell, there was a buzzing discussion in the hall.
Demon frowned deeply. He understood that even the nobles of the Cruz people could not persuade him, let alone the Hazel. He can only hope that the Prophet is a truly wise master, not the short-sighted nobles who stayed to see the attitude of the Hazel people.
The negotiators of the Hazel’s envoy were two persons, who were responsible for the frontline commander who directed the attack on the Sidus Fortress, and his spiritual mentor, the Prophet Salma.
The prophets of the Hazel people are similar to the bishops and priests of the Cruz people, but they are more powerful. These prophets often also serve as the spiritual mentors of the military chiefs. They are only responsible to the King and the Great Prophet. , This sounds absurd, but the Hazel people are a kingdom sheltered by the dragon crystal of wisdom. Their prophets are often wise and knowledgeable figures who are indifferent to fame and fortune. Their tradition has never seen anything in history. The mistakes made their enemies feel invulnerable and utterly devastated.
As the bishop of the scepter, Demon accompanied the army to the front of the empire to inspect the Blue Legion. At that time, he wished that the prophet facing the Hazel was a foolish idiot, but right now, he really hoped that the prophet Salma was a true prophet. A person of high morals and wisdom.
Among the two, the front-line commander of the Hazel did not agree with his opinion. Even if the opponent was willing to stay and defend, it was out of consideration to delay the evacuation, rather than really want to guard the city.
According to the words of the Hazel people, they should not give up the precious lives of more people for the sake of a city, especially those warrior elites. They will be the common precious power of the Hazel people and the Cruz people in the future.
Not only did they not want to stay and stick to Tubian, they demanded that the Cruz people also must withdraw their current defenses, leaving only the necessary defensive forces that can delay the advancement of the crystal cluster army.
Not only did Demon not accept this suggestion, but the Cruz nobles behind him also couldn't agree with it.
But this is not to say that these nobles have a deep feeling for this city, what they care about is the attitude of the Hazel people.
As Father Demon said, if the Hazels despise their history and traditions, they even hate the city for historical reasons—because the Cruze navy has severely damaged the Hazels fleet several times.
Putting it on the ground, in the same situation, the Cruz people are definitely not willing to erect a monument for the Hazel people’s navy.
But this attitude makes the Cruz people feel insecure, because if they have to put their fate in the hands of the Hazel, then at least they must first feel the sincerity of the Hazel.
The opinions of the nobles are simple and clear, because it is closely related to their personal safety.
But for Father Demon, he considers far more than that. He also wants to see the attitude of the Hazel people, but this attitude is not only aimed at the Cruz people.
Because he knew the enemy they were facing, in front of such an enemy, it was far from enough to just save their lives.
The two sides couldn't argue over this issue, and time passed by.
After Father Demon gave his speech, he sat back and did not speak again. He knew that this was not just a choice made by either the Cruz or the Hazel. For both parties, they had to make this choice, otherwise the next great migration would only be an empty phrase written on paper.
Either die together or trust each other, this moment seems a bit difficult for two opponents who have had hatred for centuries.
For the other party on the negotiating table, the Hazel people also feel the urgency of time.
Two months, to be precise, three months ago, since the arrival of the'Sky Fire', the Cruz people discovered that their old rival, the Cruz people, suddenly disappeared on the Western Front. Several intelligence personnel had escaped from Rusita. The news brought back described the events that took place in the Cruz Empire that day.
Based on the fall of the Black Moon, the Great Prophet and the astrologers of the Star-Moon Tower predicted that the “great prophecy” had come, and the Hazel people must leave their homeland with the “fire of wisdom” as described in the prophecy. They must go to the south and be led by a'really great man' to find hope.
However, Sharma, the Iron King, turned a deaf ear to this prophecy and the great prophet’s advice. Instead, he believed that this was an opportunity to completely end the hatred for hundreds of years. It was time to give the Cruz people a fatal blow-before that, they only need to defeat that. An army of unidentified'crystal monsters' wandering around the border of the empire.
Sharma assembled the strongest army of the Hazel people and went to the north of the Xiashan Mountains to start a decisive battle with the minions at dusk at the foot of the mountains. The war was fought for three days and three nights, and the final result was counted. The 100,000 army was wiped out in ashes, and Sharma himself and his eldest son were also defeated.
The Hazel Empire prepared decades of elite power for a decisive battle with the Cruz people, and there has never been one.
The bad news spread back to the country. Sharma’s second son was ordered to take over as the throne. After unifying the opinions of the elders, the young prince decided to obey the arrangements of the great prophet and take the people out of his homeland to look for what was described in the prophecy. That hope.
But when the Hazels go south, they must first face their old rivals—the Cruzes. The fortress of Sidus under the Cape Bay has never fallen for hundreds of years. Sharma, the Iron King, has fought its idea more than once, but never succeeded.