Although I don't know how much she has imitated, from the current results, the growth rate of this Tianming tutor's strength is quite terrifying.
It happened that the enlightenment textbook of the Queen of Eternal Night, as well as the subsequent series of cultural invasion combination punches, all stabbed on Shady's inverse scale.
Old Joestar also told Shady unceremoniously to "eat shit".
Although the implementation of these cultural invasion policies has been postponed because the Seventeen Nations have just been pacified and there has been a food crisis, the threat is obvious:
Over time, as these educations and propaganda take effect, the traces of the Veronica dynasty's existence will gradually fade away, and fewer and fewer people will have a forward-looking heart.
One day, the new generation will grow up and will not remember that they were once the subjects of the Veronica Dynasty, but only think that it is a piece of history on this land.
This is what Shady Veronica fears the most.
After all, that dynasty has also reached the end of its decay. Except for the freedom to believe in the god of knowledge, the rest of the people at the bottom cannot be said to be exactly the same as the Qingteng Empire, but can only be said to be exactly the same.
Even though Shady has a cautious personality and thinks that she is not mature now, she can't wait any longer.
The Tianming Army was established ahead of schedule, and on the surface it was the first-hand director of the old Joe Star.
But digging deeper, it was Roger who let the Queen of Eternal Night master the technique of unification, which caused the butterfly effect...
However, old Joestar's calculations for Shady didn't stop there.
Shady was quite wary of this old Yinbi, believing that he didn't have much loyalty to the goddess of war, which was a shame for believers, and even more unscrupulous to others.
Yang conspiracy is unavoidable, but the conspiracy to use her as a gun has all been seen through.
In the call just now, Shady's words were fiery, all of them stabbed at the weakness of old Joestar, and made his thoughts clear:
"Want to drive away tigers and devour wolves and let Tianming Army help you take away the Queen of Eternal Night? Yes, but I want benefits, enough benefits."
"The orc tribe is now facing pressure, and the Tianming Army is still secretly developing. Our urgency seems to be different!"
"A friend asked me just now that the Qingteng Empire should be plunged into the war quagmire of the orc tribes, and the Tianming Army took the opportunity to develop. I think this is also a good plan, what do you think, High Priest Joestar?"
Old Joestar almost scolded his mother, I suspect you are making friends out of nothing!
But it was obvious that Shady had the same grasp of the situation as herself. The time on the Orc tribe's side was urgent, and Joestar didn't have much room for bargaining at all.
In the end, he could only pay a sky-high price to Tianmingjun.
After finishing the magical communication with Shady, old Joestar had the illusion that he was taking himself into account.
At first, he seemed to want Tianming Army to be established in advance to share his pressure.
In the end, he sent a large wave of military expenses to himself, funded the early establishment of the Tianming Army, and gave Shady an excellent opportunity to enter the field
Gan, the migrant worker is actually me!
But it is the best solution to the current situation, not to mention that Shady has given him a "gift", he really has no better choice.
Old Joestar can think about it, Zhentasika can cry in a storm in the ocean of consciousness.
Forget about giving money, forget about giving magic equipment, you actually promised to let them choose a total of 10,000 orc slaves within ten years
The slaves that the Tianming Army wanted to select were not ordinary miners or coolies.
Instead, we want the most beautiful orc boys and girls, the most talented orc genius professionals, the smartest orc craftsmen...
To put it bluntly, it is talent, talent, and especially talent!
10,000 sounds like a small number, but if it were all such elite potential stocks of orcs, Tianming Army would simply regard the orc tribe as a talent pool and turn the potential of the other party into its own.
This condition is extremely humiliating and humiliating, and Zhentasika said that it cannot be accepted.
What's even more disgusting is that during the negotiation, the old Joestar assured the other party that the blood of the chieftains, including the Caccini family, was within the scope of the other party's choice.
Zhentasika questioned him: "If we agree to this condition, what is the difference between us and the direct subjugation of the country!"
Old Joestar replied with a smile: "The difference is big. The main victims of the subjugation of the country are the civilians, and the nobles have ways to avoid losses. But now I just sacrifice some nobles..."
It is not discrimination, but it is indeed easier to become an aristocrat by practicing talent, intelligence, beauty and other characteristics.
Generations of blood and blood, coupled with different education and resources, the nobles in the broad sense of this era have born outstanding descendants that are a lot higher than the commoners.
Zhentasika cried more and more bitterly: "When you occupied my body, you said that you would help me strengthen the orc tribe, but now you are betraying the interests of the orcs. I suspect that you were lying to me before!"
Old Joestar was extremely surprised: "What, did you realize that you were deceived now?"
"You are shameless, you are shameless, you return your body to me!"
"Why should I give you back the body I deceived by my ability?"
"Ah."
Zhentasika was so mad that she didn't care to try to regain control of her body, and then she was suppressed by old Joestar in an instant.
"Naive little girl, when you pin your hope of victory on others, the current situation is doomed, don't struggle." A waterweed lightly patted her face.
Zhentasika questioned him: "You obviously came on behalf of the goddess, but you caused the orc tribe to suffer such heavy losses. Are you worthy of the goddess?"
Old Joestar shrugged: "The gods were born for faith, and I came for revenge. As long as I can cause trouble for the Qingteng Empire, the goddess will only reward me, and even wait for me in vain."
"Goddess... Goddess, didn't she promise to protect the orc tribe?"
"A promise is always a promise, and it won't come true. You, it's best to learn not to listen to anything, and to use your eyes to distinguish the facts, otherwise you will be a little leek who will be sold and help you count the money for the rest of your life."
Looking at Zhentasika's eyes that were so shocked that they lost all light, old Joestar suddenly sighed.
He rarely put away his usual frivolous and mocking tone, and said softly, "Tasika, if you hate me and want to take revenge on me, you'd better wipe away your tears, take a serious look at what I'm doing, and grow up quickly."
Zhentasika sneered: "Suddenly such a tone of life mentor, want to trick me to continue believing in you, what do you do with you?"
"No, it's just that I suddenly feel that after completing the task and returning to the kingdom of God, or being bombarded by the Queen of Eternal Night, and being driven out of your body by you as a lonely ghost, may be the most interesting ending?"
Old Joestar suddenly laughed a little crazy.
Even if the real Tashica is more real than the Ivy Empire, there is no denying that this smile is very charming.
She took a deep breath: "I will work hard!"
Old Joestar did not answer.
Because in reality, a blood-covered Frostwolf cavalry galloped over.
"His Royal Highness Tasika, Sreena City was attacked by the Ivy Empire, please help!"
Above the silver dragon, a smile appeared on Tasika's face.
The exorcism is over, the next round...
Or what a savage beast!
Chapter 79
In the northern part of the Khmsak Desert, outside the city of Sreena.
Blood stained red and yellow sand and rough stone walls, magic swept across the blue sky, and Rommel's army had begun to siege the city.
Under the cover of magic that completely suppressed the orc tribe's firepower, the Qingteng soldiers successfully climbed the city wall, and was pressing the Bell tribe's guards to retreat step by step.
Roger walked out of Rommel's temporary tent and watched the soldiers of the two tribes fighting in a group on the city wall not far away. Hearing the screams of death, the clash of swords, and the explosion of magic, he felt that the ground under his feet was all there. Shake lightly.
His eyes were all flames of war, and he felt his own insignificance when he was in it.
A real war, even on the side with the upper hand, is so brutal.
There is no romance in novels, movies, games. Roger's eyes were heavy when he looked at the wounded soldier on the stretcher.
Under the temptation of loyalty, glory, and fame and fortune, the youthful young man rushed up, and lifted the man with scars all over his body, missing arms and legs.
Of course, more fell on the front line, smashed to pieces by the enemy's magic, and even the corpse could not be found.
The magic of this world is amazing, broken limbs can be rebuilt, and death can be reborn.
But the magic of this world is also very expensive. The precious magic power of the magician with the army is to fight the enemy, and it is impossible for every wounded soldier to enjoy comprehensive care.
A disabled veteran, the empire has many, many.
Roger was invited by the Queen of Eternal Night to visit her heroic appearance in breaking the orc king's city.
It happened that he himself was curious and longing for the real battlefield, so he followed her across the space and came to the front line.
Then he regretted it.
It's one thing to look at the CG, it's another to smell the bloody pungent smell here.
Compared with the unexpectedness of Odu Bloody Night, the almost endless and ubiquitous battle at this time is another kind of spectacle and another kind of despair.
He suddenly remembered the phrase "the worst peace is better than the best war".
"It's just that they don't beat the enemy to the point where they don't dare to fight, how can they give you peace?"
Roger murmured to himself, finding a logical paradox.
Sometimes life really doesn't have to think twice, because you don't have a choice.
Just like in the past, the rabbit faced all odds and suffered countless losses, and had to fight the war at the 38th parallel.
Without this war, who allowed you to develop peacefully
Greed has no end. The gods' thirst for faith is the same as the capitalist's pursuit of interests. You will always take one step back, and he will take ten steps forward.
If you don't want to be sucked to death by the seven gods, you can only beat him, even if he bites his teeth.
The good news is that most of the people in the empire are still warm-blooded, they are not afraid of war, or even long for war. As the sword of the Queen of Eternal Night points to them, they do not know what it means to retreat.