Pioneering

"Say it! I don't need to remind you what should be explained?" Karl's unknown brother waved his barbed whip fiercely, dipped in salt water in front of the prisoner, and asked forcefully.

"Don't do it, don't do it," the tall assassin over [-] meters was firmly bound by the magic-proof gold iron chain, "you really don't need to do this, it's a big magic-proof gold iron chain, and it's a potion of weakness. This weight is too much, I'm going to see my god soon..."

"If I had known that Princess Nuosha had a ruthless person like you by her side, I would never have provoked her.

With such a close-range magic cannon, such a wide range of firepower coverage, and so many magic-blocking gold fragments in the shell, you are really not afraid of death. "The tall assassin said to Karl helplessly,

"Can you treat me first? The recovery potion you gave me just now is of high quality, but the amount is too small. You also gave me a potion of weakness. My body's recovery ability has been greatly suppressed. Give me another shot." A bottle of recovery potion, I will answer what you ask, there is absolutely no need for you to torture, read memories,... beauty tricks and so on."

"I regret my life. You don't want me to pass out halfway, do you?"

"Besides, what did you just say? My eardrums are severely damaged, and a bottle of life restoration potion hasn't recovered. I can't hear clearly at all."

The tall assassin was unexpectedly spineless, and with a thoughtful tone, he made his request.

Carl, whose upper body was covered with bandages, patted his clothes, gasped, and said, "First of all, those things just now are not magic cannons, but howitzers, which are much more portable than magic cannons, but they are still a little weaker.

You should be lucky, if we used the magic cannon, it doesn't matter what defensive item you used just now, as long as it is not teleportation, with your and my strength, this meeting will not even put together the corpses.

As for the potion of weakness, I'm sorry, how can it not be tight to tie the tiger?Moramus, give him another potion of restoration. "

"But, boss, you are reluctant to use it yourself, this..." the younger brother holding the whip did not accept the medicine that Carl handed over, and said angrily.

Although the materials and funds that Zhong Ming allocated to Karl's team were generous, they were not generous enough for Karl and the others to squander at will.

Karl's injury looked serious. In fact, most of the damage from the explosion just now was offset by the defensive shield released by the bracelet item, but the magic-blocking gold sand and fragments mixed in some howitzer shells pierced his back. These are not serious skin injuries.

Now Yikar has been promoted by Zhong Ming to the physique of the silver blood and the earth knight. After a few days, even scars will not be left, so there is no need to waste the limited potion.

But the tall assassin was much worse. The defensive magic items on his body were obviously not of good quality.

"Moramos, don't you want to hear my words?" Karl said.

Moramus just received the potion, and reluctantly stretched out his hand to open the tall assassin's mouth, but saw that he opened his mouth to the maximum in cooperation, sucking the red potion impatiently, like a newborn baby longing for it. Breast milk is average.

The potion quickly resumed its effect, the criss-cross wounds that had just stopped bleeding quickly scabbed, the scorched flesh was quickly metabolized by the spawned healthy tissue, and the dry bleeding marks on the ears also recovered insignificantly. The injured organs were also nourished, and a large number of stem cells multiplied and differentiated, repairing the tall assassin's body.

"Can you hear me now?" Carl asked quietly.

"Ah?"

"I said, can you hear me clearly!" Carl's voice was a little louder.

"I can hear you clearly, I can hear you clearly, forgive me, Mr. Priest, you know how powerful your weapons are." The tall assassin licked his lips, "Can you give me some food? The consumption of potions You are clear."

The tall assassin's stomach growled at the right time.

"What nonsense!" Moramus went up and whipped the tall assassin in the face.

Under the effect of the potion of weakness, the earth knight's flesh defense was also weakened in all directions. Coupled with this special whip, a long and narrow bloodstain was clearly left on his cheek.

Under the action of the life-restoring potion, the welts quickly scabbed over again.

"Hey, friends, don't get excited, I'm just asking for a reasonable life, if the left and right are dead, why should I provide you with information, right?
I guarantee that all my information is true and of interest to you. "The tall assassin's hearing has obviously recovered a bit, and the potion effect is very good.

"Give him, Moramus, our believers of the Mother Earth, there is no doctrine that makes people hungry, even a despicable assassin or captive!" Carl said with a stick.

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"Eat, eat, eat, you won't die!" Seeing the tall assassin who had only freed his hands gobble it up, Moramos said in an extremely unhappy manner.

The tall assassin swallowed the last sip of broth without heeding it, wiped his mouth, and asked for some water and towels to roughly clean the wound and body, and tried his best to straighten his clothes.

Karl also patiently agreed to all his requests.

The tall assassin consciously put on the handcuffs again, and sat on the chair, as if he was not a captive but a noble gentleman.

"Dear priest, you are a well-cultivated gentleman, I am willing to cooperate with all your questions, and I will say everything I know, and I will say everything I say, and I must be true.

Sworn as a nobleman and a gentleman. "

"Oh?" Carl became interested, "Mr. Assassin, you are still a nobleman? That's right, how can ordinary assassins wear silk night clothes?
The shredded clothes you changed just now cost at least seven or eight gold coins, right?
I just don't know where you are from, how come you are so embarrassed that you need to make a living by doing these gutter activities?
This is not a job for gentlemen and nobles to make a living. "

Putting on thick linen clothes to cover his body, the calm and elegant tall assassin broke his defense instantly, his face flushed, and then his mouth was full of "Assassination of nobles is not assassination", "Political struggle is not a moral issue" And so on, causing everyone to burst into laughter, and the inside and outside of the church was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Okay," Carl said, "please tell us your origin, who is behind it, and your purpose, Mr. Gentleman."

"Did you say that you can change your life?" The tall assassin sighed, "There are a lot of advanced thermal weapons, and the famous Yashate produces life-restoring potions. There are a lot of things I shouldn't know."

"That depends on your sincerity in cooperation and the value of the information you provide," Carl said.

"Okay, okay, let me talk about myself first, my name is Mitch Frederickson de Marchcross, and I am the second son of the Earl of Ronathan County in the eastern part of the Fritz Empire.

I was hired to 'invite' that lady because I was a genius at a young age, and I was promoted to a knight of the earth when I was less than 30 years old. Of course, if I have the strength, I am not willing to inherit the title of only one viscount, and I don't want to compete with my elder brother for the right to inherit. To hurt the feelings of family members, I can only accept this task, and I will suffer first...

Instructor, I am bound by some contracts, so I can't go into details, but you should have guessed the purpose, Mr. Priest. "

The tall assassin, Mitch, nuzzled at Princess Nuosha who was still eating.

"Smart way, someone who can play with contract loopholes, I believe you are a nobleman, Mr. Mitcher."

Karl nodded slightly: "What information is there, this information is not enough to change your life."

"Oh, it's my greed, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up like this."

Mitch sighed: "I'll tell you what happened in the Fritz Empire recently, and all your doubts should be resolved."

"..."

A few days ago, the Central Continent, the Fritz Empire, and the Divine Grace Emperor belonged.

The noon sun shone on the battlefield, and the two armies faced each other solemnly. The former comrade-in-arms, Pao Ze, now met with swords.

The continuous army covered the entire battlefield, and the ranks of soldiers were neatly arranged. In a rough count, there were as many as 70 million on the side with more, and 40 million on the side with fewer.

The most frightening thing was that all the soldiers on both sides were fully armored and well-equipped, exuding an aura far exceeding that of ordinary people.

There are no ordinary people, these nearly a million soldiers are all knights or warriors, and everyone is a superhuman!Among them are many officers who are formal knights.

Both sides also have an elite among the elite who is full of vitality, carrying a rifle and wearing a helmet. The leading officers are all earth knights, and the sum can be at least three digits.

Triple-digit land knights! ! !

The rest of the knights were also wearing triple armor and horse armor, holding sharp knives and strong bows, with sharp eyes like eagles, serious faces and tense expressions, concentrating on preparing for the upcoming conflict.

In the silent atmosphere, the soldiers on both sides stood ready.

The distance between the two armies is far enough, but the sight of each other is staggered, which invisibly releases a sense of oppression.

The icy wind blew across the grassland, setting off bursts of yellow sand, as if implying that war was about to sweep.

Every soldier's heartbeat seemed to speed up a little bit.

The cold wind whizzed past, the yellow sand rolled up on the grassland, and the battle flags fluttered, accompanied by the flag dancing in the wind.The wind pushed the tense situation to the extreme, as if the whole world would tremble because of this war.

Suddenly, a big eagle flew over the battlefield, making a sharp howling sound, and cut into silence instantly.At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to condense, and the strings in the minds of the soldiers stretched to the limit.

The murderous intent was condensed, the situation was tense, and the atmosphere of killing permeated the battlefield, indicating that a bloody battle was about to start.

Both sides know that each other's fate will be at stake.

The moment of decisive battle is approaching.

"Brother Eddie, long time no see!" A knight on the side with fewer people rode out and said to the leader of the enemy.

"Yeah, long time no see. You were stunned by the princess of a small country, and you haven't returned to the country for three years. It's not a long time." Eddie took off his helmet and said sarcastically.

Different from his younger brother who wears a traditional knight helmet, Prince Eddie wears a steel helmet that is exactly the same as the gun infantry designed by Yasha, which is also in line with the enlightened and progressive image that Eddie relies on to show to the outside world.

"So, Brother Eddie, are you going to welcome your younger brother with guns?" Leon Fritz asked blankly, "It's like using assassins to entertain the envoys from the Western Continent three years ago." me like that?"

"No, no, no," Eddie shook his head again and again, "You can't slander your elder brother. I love you so much, why would I send an assassin to assassinate my own brother!"

Leon's mouth twitched slightly.

Eddie mustered his fighting spirit, gathered it in his mouth, and gave a passionate speech:
"Everything I do is just to make the Fritz Empire great again!

Dear lords, generals, and soldiers of all provinces, counties, and counties, I am honored to be here today to share with you my vision, a vision to make the Fritz Empire great again!

We are a great nation, my friends, that once led the continent, and was the only great nation that prospered enough that no one died of hunger.

However, in the past few years, we have faced many challenges and experienced many changes.

The powerfully rising Hero Empire, Yasha with advanced technology and trade, and the five southern empires that are about to move...

The knight system is impacted by hot weapons, and ordinary people may kill extraordinary people.

Warriors carry fair power beyond bloodlines, making bloodlines no longer a terrible shackle.

Industrial workshops are rising one after another, farmers are driven into narrow workshops, and are cornered by beasts grazing head after head!

This is a great change that never happens in ten thousand years!

The stronger gets stronger, the weaker dies!
Today's small decline may not become the source of destruction tomorrow, we cannot stop, we must move forward, forward, forward!
We are being caught up by other countries, we are catching up fast, and we are even starting to be left behind!
I promise you, I will change all that!I will lead us to stand on the top of the continent again and make the empire great again!

I will be committed to the prosperity of the industrial and commercial economy.

I will push for fair trade policies that protect our workers and businesses from unfair competition.I will reduce the tax burden and create opportunities for SMEs….

I will build a code of law and strictly enforce the law.

Nobles and commoners, superhumans and ordinary people are equal before the law! ! !
I will strengthen the military.

I will increase the military budget, improve the treatment and equipment of non-commissioned officers, and ensure that our military can effectively respond to any threat to...  

I call for unity! ! !

No matter where we come from, we are all Fritzians.

Why do we have to kill each other and do stupid things like killing enemies and kissing each other?
Please believe me, I will eliminate divisions and confrontations, so that the provinces and counties of the Fritz Empire, the people of the empire from all over the world, will be united tightly!
I will respect everyone's voice and rights, seek common solutions, and achieve personal prosperity and dignity while achieving the prosperity and progress of the empire.

Friends, let us unite, put down our arms, and work hard to realize this great vision!
Our country will once again be an example to the Continent, and the Fritz Empire will be great again!

Mother Earth bless Fritz! "

Shocking, even rebellious words came out of the mouth of the eldest prince Eddie. The soldiers behind them became more and more imposing, their eyes were bloodshot, and the troops in Lyon opposite him were obviously shaken.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Leon, I, I..." A lord spoke out, hesitant to speak, and then ordered the private army to retreat and leave the battlefield.

"Sorry, Your Highness Leon, although I am a nobleman, I still want to see the day when the empire will be great again." Another lord led his army away from the battlefield.

"Revitalizing the empire, we are obliged to fight for the rise of Fritz! Your Highness Leon, I'm sorry!" Even the lord who jumped back before the war was convinced by Eddie's ambition and charm.

……

"And then?" Princess Nuosha heard the news of her lover, stopped eating, came to the assassin Michel, and asked intently.

"Then?" Miche smiled wryly, "Then we lost, all games are empty games!"

"Eldest Prince Eddie lost, and your fiancé Leon won."

"You also participated in the formation of His Royal Highness Leon's terrifying ace unit, Princess Nuosha? Why pretend like you don't know anything?"

"That was the Silver Age, when wizards created the profession of knights, one of the biggest reliances for sending gods to the test bench!" (End of this chapter)