Pioneering

In the 16th year of the Asian calendar, Pope Heller of the Poseidon Church in the Winkrell Kingdom gritted his teeth against the slump of all domestic industries, extorted money and prepared for war with all his strength in order to avenge the shame of the "Chang'an Contract".

Farmer Vic is forced by the lord to seize his wife and daughter to pay exorbitant taxes.

Coincidentally, Yaxia's commodities skyrocketed due to the war. In the past, the nobles and nobles in the country were often exploited, and the people could not live, and they complained for a long time.

If there is no external provocation, maybe there are tens of thousands of hungry people on the roadside.

But once this single spark is deliberately ignited, the effect is really extraordinary.

The peasant uprising that had never occurred in the land of Winkrel in a thousand years was also the anger of the people who had been exploited and trampled for thousands of years.

Once someone raises his arms and shouts, he rises up and leads the world.These years of injustice suddenly became the courage of the Winkrel rebels to fight bloody battles.

An army that endured [-]% of the battle damage without collapsing can be regarded as an elite force left in the annals of history.

Even so, when the elite troops suffer such battle losses, there will be an inevitable decline in combat effectiveness and a low period of morale ups and downs.

Armies blessed by certain religions and beliefs can withstand half of battle losses and remain organized.

Well, now, under the leadership of Farmer Vic, with [-]% to [-]% of the battle damage and a hundred times the exchange rate, the riot army broke into the town and broke the baron's castle. At this time, in terms of fighting will, they are no less than any top-level army. army.

"Hoo~" The scarred farmer looked blankly at the bloody battlefield, and led his companions who were still alive into the castle.

Too tragic.

Dozens of trainee knights plus more than 200 standing troops, and the whole baron clan has only two official knights. After being promoted in the world, they can be regarded as the lower reaches of the middle and lower reaches of the nobles of the same level.

There is no way, the last time he lost the war with Asshai, and he was robbed by his own people and outsiders in turn to rob the nobles. In the past few years, the vitality of Winklell's overall ruling class has only recovered a little.

Otherwise, the appearance of eating would not be so unsightly.

In this way, the rebels also paid thousands of casualties before conquering this incomplete castle.And only by relying on the ferocious focus fire to eliminate an official knight, the baron himself, the official knight, ran away.

Everyone found the arrested female relatives from the castle. Those who were still alive and not tortured to death were naturally rejoiced, and there were not a few who were thrown to the barracks for torture or sold without knowing where to go.

Fortunately, Farmer Vic's daughter had just arrived, and before the baron could enjoy it, the sensible subordinates hadn't attacked her yet.

The father and daughter hugged each other and wept.

"Everyone, now we have only two paths, one is to put down our weapons and take the whole family across the mountains, betting that there is a one-ten-thousand chance to sneak across the blockade of those nobles and gentlemen on the border, and flee abroad.

The journey is long, the nobles are wanted, and the family is with them, how can they be sure?
The other is to continue to hold weapons, distribute the food in the castle to everyone, distribute weapons to the villagers, and fight those greedy animal lords!

The strength of the enemy and the enemy are very different, but fortunately, the equipment is not bad. If we fight the enemy bravely, we may have a [-]% chance to change the world and re-behave in an upright manner!
Escape is death, starvation is death, rebellion is death, the same is death, why not die on the battlefield! "Vic adjusted his emotions, remembered the words of the Yasha people who contacted him, and said.

"Fuck it!"

"Damn it!" *n
The next day, every household in the town received the food distributed by Vic and the others. Taking advantage of the gathering, Farmer Vic said:
"We have been ruled and persecuted for a long time by the nobles and priests of Winkrel.

I heard that the current pope is just a villain who sold out his country for profit, and should not be on the throne.

We pray to Poseidon day and night, and produce food and goods for the lords and the church. The lords and priests who are not engaged in production wear gorgeous and luxurious clothes, but we who work all day long cannot even feed our families.

Is it because we don't work hard?
Is it our destiny?

No, never!

The Sea God doesn't give us justice, the church doesn't give us justice, the nobles don't give us justice, we take our own guns to get back our justice! "

"Get justice back!" Everyone was furious.

The number of rebels increased greatly again, and soon expanded to tens of thousands.

And with the first shot at the beginning, people in many provinces, counties and cities suffered from the exploitation of Winkrel for too long, and attacked nobles or priests one after another. The winners rolled up the same banner to echo Vic and the others. The losers... were miserable.

In the same year, Pope Heller was furious and led his troops to attack the first rebel army led by Vic, and defeated the army in the wilderness. Vic led the remnants to flee in a hurry. The church army entered the town occupied by Vic and slaughtered them all the way.

There are many tortures such as hanging and piercing, and the deterrence of sitting down and massacring the city.

Soon, Asshai demanded sky-high compensation from Winkrell in the name of massacring the Asshai merchants living in its territory.

Knowing that Asshai was about to fall into the flames of war, Heller claimed that his merchants provided arms for the mob and were involved in the civil war in Winkrell, so he deserved death and refused to compensate.

The uprising in Winkrel became more and more intense. The guns, ammunition, information, food and grass of the rebel army were suspected of being provided by Yaxia in retaliation. For a time, the territory was full of wars, and millions of farmers, small businessmen, craftsmen, and workers were driven to a dead end... … have joined in.

"Fleeing is death, starvation is death, rebellion is death, the same is death, why not die on the battlefield!" This sentence spread all over the world for a while.

At the end of the summer of the same year, Yasha declared war on Winkleil on the pretext of avenging his people, and sent 20 troops to invade the southeast of Winkleil.

"It's the same rule, ruled by me or ruled by your former lord, is there anything unacceptable?

From now on, I only need you to work one third of the day!

I will let you eat at least three meals a day!

A glass of milk a day, an hour lunch break!
Bonus once a year, one month annual leave! "

And every year there is a chance to raise salary..."

Many people in Winkrell attributed today's misery to Yasha's defeat of the Winkrell expeditionary force and forcing the new pope to sign the Chang'an contract, but at this time, hearing Zhong Ming's treatment...

"Your Majesty, go this way, I know there is a path here..."

"Your Majesty, this way, I know where those nobles have fled..."

Eat the pot of pulp to welcome the master!

Wherever Master Yashai went, he watched the wind fall, and nobles and priests who occasionally resisted were captured and offered to Zhong Ming by his subordinates.

In the event of military disasters and man-made disasters, these people may be able to live comfortably because they took refuge in the ruling class, but the lords who do not have ample money to support thugs may not be willing to support the thugs' relatives and old friends.

What's more, the thugs are actually dissatisfied with the fact that the Winkrel Kingdom, which was originally the most affluent in the Northern Continent, has been reduced to such a state.

The Winklell people with weapons chose to lead the way for Zhong Ming, so according to the principle of self-determination, Zhong Ming felt that he should be able to claim the title of "Liberator of Winklell".

In just two months, Zhong Ming hit the city of Windsor, it was like an armed parade, and the ammunition didn't cost a few rounds.It took a lot of time to help the victims on the road and restore order.

……

Inside Windsor Castle.

Heller was sitting alone in the palace, while the servants fled like ants.

Suddenly, the gray-haired Heller raised his cloudy eyes and asked, "Why are you so eager? I think the city is broken?"

One of the servants knelt down suddenly and said sadly: "Your Majesty, there was a loud noise in the cathedral in the city late last night, and the holy fountain bestowed on us by the crown disappeared completely. Hurry."

After hearing this, Heller smiled bitterly and said, "God forsaken it, God forsaken it, my lord! What did I do wrong?"

Another close friend inquired, and came to report when he was young: "Your Majesty, your family..." Heller was shocked, and hurriedly followed, hurriedly went up the city wall to investigate, and fixed his eyes, it turned out that it was his few family members. Hanged outside the Asshai camp.

When Heller looked at it, he couldn't help but feel like a knife was twisting his heart, he was sore and in pain, and he burst into tears. He opened his mouth and composed a poem to express his condolences. The poem said:

"My God, why not bless you?

The horses are galloping, and the flags are flying.

Destiny is floating, let me indulge.

Rebellious ministers and traitors bring harm to our territory.

The empire was shattered and the land was lost.

There are no good ministers, nothing to rely on.

Staring at the sky high, the years flow quickly.

The majesty of the past is like the ebbing tide, and the ten thousand years of kingdoms have disappeared.

My god listens to my song, this hatred will never end.

Sad, sad! "

After saying this, Heller sighed to himself, feeling extremely sad.

Suddenly, a cannon rang out in Yashai's barracks, and the three armies shouted, and Qi wanted to attack the city.Several city walls on the side were opened wide, and several former cronies approached with knives.

Reverse, reverse!
When Heller saw it, he was shocked, and knew that the situation was over, and there was no human power to turn it back. With a long sigh, he cast a magic spell, killed the besieging rebels, went down the city wall, broke out, and returned to the palace.

But I saw a strange wind blowing, rolled on the spot, covering Heller, I just felt terribly chilled, confused, like ghosts of wronged souls, choked with sobs, weeping sadly.

There seemed to be countless undead with yellow skin, thin skin, and withered like rotten wood. They all stepped forward, grabbed Heller and shouted: "Tyrant, starve me to death, give me my life!"

I also saw countless dead ghost horses, all in full armor, shouting: "We will fight to the death for our country, but you, Haile, are selfish and betray your country to seek glory. You will also be defeated today!"

"Heller, you are not worthy to be the pope. Look at what you have done with the painstaking efforts of our ancestors!"

"Hahaha……"

Layers of phantoms invaded Heller's heart defense. Looking at Windsor who was screaming and killing everywhere, Heller spit out a mouthful of blood, laughed a few times, and wandered back to a large hall.

Heller went up to the pope's throne, sat down slowly, stroked the fetish that once represented the authority of one party, and remained silent.

After a while, the sound of shouting and killing rushed outside the palace.

Heller wept: "I regret that I should sit on this harmful throne, and I hate that I should have exploited too much. Now that the war is in trouble, the family is ruined, and the kingdom of ten thousand years is about to disappear, what should I do?

As the patriarch under the crown of the Sea God, I cannot protect the land and support the people for my crown. If the city is broken and weak, if I am captured by the enemy again, it will be too much an insult to the glory of my crown.

It's not like self-immolation, but it's clean, and you don't need to be insulted by despicable people! "

So they took a lot of explosives and gunpowder, piled them up and scattered them in the hall.

Heller arranged his hair, wore ecclesiastical robes, a crown, holding a scepter, and sat in the temple.

A little spark rose suddenly, and the smoke soared into the sky, the wind and fire were fierce, and the explosion soared into the sky!

The fire took advantage of the power of the wind, and the wind took advantage of the power of the fire. In an instant, all sides were red, and the sky was blocked by smoke.

Suddenly, it seemed as if the sky and the earth were dark, and ghosts were crying.

There are poems:
The flames in the Windsor Palace turned red, and the smoke cage blasted the sky.

Today, Haijun is overwhelmed by the family and the country, and the tyrannical government and fierce tigers are all westward.

It is said that Zhong Ming was leading the army to strangle the remnants of the Sea God Church in the city, and was discussing with his subordinates to attack the inner city. Suddenly, a spy entered the army: "Your Majesty, the inner palace of Windsor is on fire."

Zhong Ming hurriedly led the surrendered rebel leader, together with Ruiney, Dipu and other military dignitaries, to go outside the palace to see the fire.

Zhong Ming rode on the unicorn to watch, and saw a person in the smoke, wearing the Pope's crown, holding a dragon's head and throwing a beaded scepter, sitting upright in the middle of the fireworks, hazy and not very clear.

"It really is the Pope of the Sea God Church!" Zhong Ming took a closer look.

Many leaders of the rebel army scolded one after another: "It's this bastard, now this fate, I have to suffer!"

Hearing this, Zhong Ming sighed deeply and went back to the camp.

In this regard, at the end of the autumn of the 16th year of Asshai, the former first kingdom in the northern continent, the Winkrel Kingdom, perished.

All 500 million square kilometers of territory belonged to Asshai, and all [-] million people surrendered.

In the next month, rebels also massacred Yashai merchants in the territory of Weizede. Zhong Ming sent envoys to condemn and question the crimes through the Principality of Dodimen.

The envoy disappeared in the territory of the Principality of Dimen.

The king of Asshai was furious and raised another 20 troops. He defeated Vizard in one month and destroyed the principality of Dimen in half a month.

There are many reliefs along the way, and the hearts of the people quickly return.

At that time, Yaxia's army was in full swing, and the goddess of ice and snow brought good news to Zhong Ming. The gods behind many small countries in the Northern Continent expressed their intention to join the "Freedom of Belief Platform", but there were many inquiries about whether they could maintain their various beliefs. The small country Guo Zuo.

Zhong Ming: Hehe~ Empty glove white wolf?
It's shameless to give face, I will take it myself!

So they went to war again, detonating the thunder of the northern continent countries that had been eroded by Yaxia's economy for a long time, repeating the previous operation, quickly conquering the city and conquering the territory, destroying nearly half of the small countries in the northern continent, and refusing the gods behind them to give in.

The Ice and Snow Goddess came back and said that the remaining gods would unconditionally accept Zhong Ming's condition of sharing faith plan.

Zhong Ming added another condition. If he wanted to join the plan, he had to take action against the gods behind the small country that had been destroyed by Yasha, and together destroy their beliefs in the northern continent.

Many little gods agreed after hesitation.

Soon, the remaining small countries in the Northern Continent declared their attachment to Yashai.

By the early winter of the 16th year of Yaxia, the North Continent was nominally unified.

Yaxia actually controls more than 2000 million square kilometers of territory and nominally controls more than 700 million square kilometers.

If you count the land of the Jueling Mountains, it will be close to 5000 million square kilometers, an unprecedented super empire.

It actually controls a population of more than [-] million, and nominally controls nearly [-] million people.

It's just that most of them are newly acquired lands, the rule is weak, and there are still many small countries that have not been controlled.

However, at this time, according to information from the intelligence department, the mine explosion attack has been delayed to the limit. The Fritz Empire's expeditionary force has already braved the winter to march to the northern Xinjiang, dispatching troops and generals, preparing troops and horses, fearing that they will attack in the early spring of the next year. Asshai. (end of this chapter)