Another half month passed, and the war had entered its most brutal stage. Half of the hundreds of thousands of troops once sent to march into the Stoker Empire have been killed, and more barely trained warriors have been recruited and thrown into the battlefield. Research data from imperial historians a few years later showed that this catastrophe called the Tide of Death eventually took away one-third of the human lives on the continent, and in order to defend their homeland, half of the men on the Kino continent were thrown into the battlefield. When this catastrophe ended, the male population of the entire continent dropped sharply to one-third of the female population.
It was precisely because of this catastrophe that a few years later the empire even explicitly stipulated the legality of polygamy in order to adjust the population ratio, and gave very generous rewards to every family that gave birth to a boy. It can be said that when this war ended, the men almost entered paradise. They chose to find lifelong partners for themselves, and firmly controlled the dominant position in the relationship between men and women, without having to worry about the harem catching fire. Do you dare to set fire? Very good, I'll put you in the cold palace. The most indispensable thing in this world is women. Many men have shouted such slogans: We men have sacrificed our lives and blood to protect our homeland and your lives. Now, it’s your woman’s turn to repay us!
But what makes some female historians find it ironic is that the men who really shed their lives and blood were completely killed in the war. Many of the men who survive today are cowards who refused to join the war and hid in the corner shivering with the women. Nowadays, they enjoy the treatment that warriors deserve, while those men who really gave their all are left with nothing but a pile of bones.
Of course, these are all years later. But now, the entire continent, both men and women, are constantly suffering in hell.
New soldiers have once again rushed to the front line. Compared with the previous reinforcements, the quality of this wave of reinforcements is obviously far behind. If the soldiers in the previous two times were all young and strong boys, the reinforcements this time not only had a huge age gap, but there were even a few women among them. The entire Chino continent can no longer produce much armed force to resist the tide of death. People were resisting almost desperately. They could not see the dawn of victory and did not know how to deal with this wave of death. The only thought of these people who join the army is to protect their cherished families and relatives. If sacrificing their lives can help them live for an extra day or two, that is also good.
The soldiers recruited from Merindel were about to leave the city, and many residents of the imperial capital spontaneously walked out to watch the soldiers leave. Some of them were holding dry food, some were holding money, and some were holding newly sewn clothes. The common people tried to stuff the things in their hands into the arms of the soldiers. They did not even know these soldiers, but they knew that these people were about to go to the battlefield and go to destruction to protect them.
But most of the soldiers refused the gifts from the people.
"Mother-in-law, leave such good shoes to your children." A young man returned the shoes given to him by the old woman. He said with a calm smile: "The dying person is no longer alive." These are needed.”
"My child..." the old woman murmured, "my child has died in the south."
The young man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he gave the old woman a military salute: "Salute to you, your child is a good person. He once protected us with his life, and now, it is my turn to protect you." .”
After the young man finished speaking, he left, leaving the old woman looking at his back with tears in her eyes.
Scenes like this are almost everywhere. Although this is another group of new troops rushing to the front line, people are still full of despair because they know that the tide of death is a black hole that cannot be filled with human life!
Regnar stood on a tall building and watched silently. After a long time, he sighed: "Snow."
"Sir, I'm here." Snow walked out of the shadows.
"Help me inform His Majesty that I have something to tell him. By the way, call Master Mel." Regnar said.
"Yes, my subordinate will do it now."
…
Half an hour later, Regnar and others gathered in Ralphin's study.
"What on earth is going on?" Ralphin's face didn't look very good.
"Your Majesty." Regnar looked at Ralphin. He paused and then said, "Please bring out the best assassins from the Supervision Office. I hope to go with them... to assassinate Nidhogg."
Larvin didn't have a big reaction after hearing this. He just frowned slightly: "Nidhogg?"
"Your Majesty, I believe that the imperial royal family also knows everything about what happened during the founding war." Regnar was too lazy to do Tai Chi with Larvin any more. He said directly: "You should know that getting rid of Nidhogg, This nightmare will end."
"Are you sure?" As expected, Ralphin stopped talking nonsense to Regnar.
"No, but this is the only way."
"..." Ralphin's stubby fingers kept tapping on the table.
"Your Majesty, the people of the empire have paid too much, and now it's time for us to do something." Regnar said pointedly.
Although he couldn't bear to see the Imperial soldiers dying one after another, this reason was not enough for him to carry out this unlikely assassination. What really makes Regnar unable to hold on any longer is that too many agents responsible for secretly protecting Annelotte have died recently. Most of them were attacked and killed by undead creatures that were as erratic as ghosts. This is a very dangerous signal, which proves that Nidhogg can't wait to seize Annelotte's power. If Regnar doesn't take action, no one can guarantee that the legendary mage will do something crazy.
Moreover, what made Regnar somewhat concerned was that considering the strength of the undead creatures that sneaked up on the agents, they might not be able to pose a fatal threat to Annelotte. However, during this period of time, except for the killing of several military intelligence agents who protected Annelotte, Annelotte herself has not been attacked by any sneak attacks. To Regner, this seemed to be Nidhogg sending a signal to him, or in other words, a threat. Nidhogg seemed to be threatening Regnar to do something. If he didn't do it, Annelotte's situation would become increasingly dangerous. As for this kind of persecution, Regnar's first reaction was that he couldn't wait any longer and had to kill Nidhogg. Could it be that... Nidhogg wanted to meet him
Even though Regnar had guessed this possibility, he wouldn't really be so foolish as to go looking for Nidhogg alone.
Therefore, Regnar hopes that the Hawke Empire can also use the top power he controls. With their help, perhaps Regnar's probability of successful assassination would be higher.
Ralphin thought for a moment, and then he slapped the table: "Come out!"
Following Larvin's call, three slender assassins appeared out of nowhere. The three of them were all wearing black uniforms, and their entire faces were covered by masks, leaving only three pairs of scarlet pupils staring at Regna. Obviously, although they are both the empire's intelligence organizations, the Supervision Office has always had a certain hostility towards the Military Intelligence Office. As for Regnar, the Director of Military Intelligence, their feelings may be more complicated.
"Three eighteenth-level assassins?" Regnar's pupils shrank. In the past few months, Regnar had almost ignored worldly affairs and plunged headlong into the ocean of cultivation. Thanks to his unprecedented efforts, Regnar's strength has increased dramatically in the past few months, and his fighting spirit level has been completely stabilized at level 19. Although his apparent level was higher than the three assassins in front of him, Regner was still very wary of them.
"Look, this is the real assassin." Garona said lazily. In fact, in Garona's view, Regnar had already deviated from the standard path of an assassin. A real assassin has no fixed means of killing. Assassination, poisoning, setting traps, and even using tactics to kill with a knife are the most common methods used by assassins. Their killing methods are endless, but they will never expose themselves to the enemy. A real assassin will not let the target understand how he died.
But looking back at Regnar, when this guy fights, he usually strikes first with a sneak attack. If he doesn't succeed, he won't just leave and plan a new assassination plan - this guy will always scream in the body of darkness after the sneak attack fails. Shouting and confronting the enemy. Therefore, if Garona were to say it, Regnar was not an assassin, but a swordsman whose movements were as erratic as a ghost.