Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

"What, do you think I'm wrong?"

Luo put away his previous cynical expression and smiled at himself:

"Although I didn't witness the death of the tribe with my own eyes, ah, there is only one reason for his demise."

"The tribe is conservative, but blindly closing it can't adapt to the impact of the outside world. Because there is less and less land to survive, even the food can no longer meet the demand."

"And because of the empire's invasion, the tribes have even cut off the channels for exchanging food with other tribes. In this case, if they encounter the shadow stream or the army of the empire, they will only be easily wiped out. "

Facing Luo's outrageous words, Xia couldn't help but sarcastically:

"You really don't look like the appearance you showed. That's the tribe you grew up in. Don't you have any feelings?"

Precisely because these are facts, it is especially harsh for her who has experienced all this personally.

How could she not know that the closure will only make the tribe perish.

But no matter what, the tribe has now perished. Does such a cold-blooded analysis really make sense...

Whoa!

In the blink of an eye, Luo's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Xia.

He looked at each other with a stern face, grabbed Xia's neckline with a big hand, and lifted it up:

"The grief of the demise of the tribe, I am a hundred times more painful than you. But can sadness and loneliness solve the problem? Answer me!"

Xia was lifted weakly in the air, subconsciously avoiding Luo's sight:

"cannot..."

Her voice was soft, but enough for Luo to hear clearly.

Luo looked at each other indifferently and said softly:

"I used to be as naive as you are now. In other words, I only know how to reflect on the problem when the facts come. But after visiting Port Lane once, I completely abandoned this bad habit."

He put Xia down, released the hand that grabbed the other's collar, and tidied up his clothes.

Just as he was finishing his clothes, the icy aura his body exuded was no longer there.

When facing Xia again, Luo had a bright smile on his face:

"Re-introduce myself. Lo! A student of Port Lane's Archon, Horren, with the rank of Imperial Sergeant, and the deputy leader of the Vastaya Rebellion!"

Hearing Luo's self-introduction, Xia's pupils shrank, and she looked at each other in shock:

"You joined the empire?"

"I joined the empire with my teacher and worshipped that lord."

There was a touch of reminiscence on Luo's face, but he said in a cynical tone:

"You know, I have seen with my own eyes that Lane Port has transformed from a small fishing village to an unimaginably large port. That gap is like the gap between ants and elephants. Well, it's also in your and my eyes. difference!"

"So the empire has long been your new home." Xia frowned slightly.

"Wrong!" Luo tilted his head and smiled. "Joining the empire is not in conflict with my identity as a clan member. You have no idea how big the empire is."

"Have you seen the great you, will you only use words to ridicule people who have never seen the world?" Xia sarcastically said.

"No, no, it's just from the most genuine surprise in my heart."

Luo let out a sigh of relief and looked at the sky in despair:

"Yeah, I sigh... After I really felt the tyranny of the empire, I couldn't have the slightest desire to resist. Not to mention, everything we want is nothing but tiny dust in the eyes of the empire. "

"Is the empire as good as you said?" Xia asked back.

"Of course." Luo returned to his senses and looked at each other again. "Because my teacher is the consul of Lane Port, I know the situation of Lane Port better. Do you know how many vastayas live there?"

"I heard there are quite a few, maybe a few thousand?" Xia guessed.

"How many thousands?" Luo smiled mockingly, "Lian Harbor currently has more than 500,000 permanent residents, and has 10 towns and hundreds of villages, of which 60% are Vastaya."

"60%?" Xia's eyes widened in surprise, "300,000 people, how come there are so many!?"

The Trenton tribe they belonged to now was counted as a large Wastaya tribe in Navoli Province, and the number was dozens of times larger than the tribe they once belonged to.

But even the Trenton tribe will have more than 10,000 people.

The vastaya people are almost scattered in various tribes, and the largest tribe is only about 100,000 people.

But now it's just a port of Lane that has been established for less than a few years, and it has gathered no less than 300,000 vastayas.

This number alone gave Xayah a huge impact.

"Yeah, 300,000." Luo laughed at himself, "Can you imagine that this number is still increasing at an extremely fast rate. Because of our resistance this time, this number will soon turn over again. double the last time."

"We never deliberately recruited the vastayas, but they continue to migrate to Port Lane and the region where the Empire is located. Do you know what that means?" Luo asked.

Xia trembled slightly, how could she not understand this truth, she murmured:

"Because the Port of Lane and the Empire can satisfy most Vastaya requests."

That's right, only by winning the hearts of the vastayas will they be allowed to choose the empire.

Even she could imagine that as the rebels traveled farther and farther, more and more vastayas would join the empire.

In the future, what was supposed to be the Empire's war with Ionia will change roles.

In the end, it is bound to evolve into a Vastaya versus Ionian confrontation.

Xia took a deep look at Luo, she didn't know what role this compatriot played in this plan that affected the whole of Ionia.

But now she really recognized what the other party said before.

The winds of Vastaya, with the help of the Empire, have begun to blow across Ionia.

The strength of a single Vastaya tribe is extremely weak, and even because of their different ideas, they cannot achieve cooperation and face the Ionians together.

But it seems that ~www.readwn.com~ under the influence of the empire, the vastaya people are slowly moving towards unity, and are slowly unifying.

She wanted to see if this wind could completely change Vastaya.

After all, she is also a member of the vastaya people, and she also has the original intention of making the vastaya better.

Whoa!

At this time, the curtain of the patriarch's tent not far away was lifted.

The eyes of Xia Luo and the tribal teenagers were attracted to the past.

Under the sunlight, the tall Seti walked out with his fists clenched.

And behind him, followed by the clan chiefs and elders.

At this moment, their faces were filled with the conviction of the person opposite.

When Xia saw this scene, her expression was extremely complicated, and she whispered to herself:

"Since today, has another tribe joined the empire? Empire, what fascinating magic do you have..."