Chapter 688: Cassius's Threat

In just a few months when the Ashes Empire invaded the South, the situation in the northern part of the Fianso continent changed, making countless people dumbfounded and unbelievable.

First, the Principality of Northern Ethel was occupied by the empire, then the alpine dwarf kingdom that had been passed down for thousands of years was destroyed by the empire, and finally even the orcs on the Ugo prairie were slaughtered by the empire.

After the Ugo prairie was included in the territory, the Ashes Empire had almost controlled the north of Fianso - the land north of the Glorious Mountains, leaving only the terrifying power of those small countries and the Thracian Kingdom still in the empire. Shivering and overwhelmed.

During the empire's conquest, there were the god-born dukes of Farland who exploded and died, the master of the silver heaven fell from the sky, and the incarnation of the gods was killed.

Each battle will cause the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse, which is enough to shake the entire material plane, but there is only one winner in each battle - Emperor Burning the Earth, Kesius.

Kesius, the name continues to appear in secret letters from various countries and major forces, and appears in their magical images, making many princes and generals frightened and sweat profusely.

Of course, Kesius's name also appeared in newspapers from various countries, in minstrels' ballads, and in horror stories used by parents in the south to scare their children.

History is always surprisingly similar. In the eyes of people from all over Fianso, the red dragon has become a monster that is cruel, a cruel tyrant, and a slave owner who controls the north.

In the propaganda of various countries, the red dragon cruelly enslaved the people of the north, and the cunning half-dragon men and dog-headed supervisors were whipping the humans there with their whips, forcing them to cast guns in the cold wind. Even half-old children would be pulled into the army and become cannon fodder in the imperial conquest.

And under the brushstrokes of those minstrels, the conquest of the Ashes Empire is rendered more cruel and terrifying, with a bit of bloody and curiosity.

It is said that every time the soldiers with dragon blood flowing conquered a place, they would select a thousand young children, share them cruelly, and sacrifice those pure souls to the emperor - it is said that this is the invincible battle between the imperial army, The secret of the Red Dragon Emperor's ability to fight against the gods.

There are also rumors that the reason why the weapons sold by the Empire are cheap and powerful is that the brutal imperial people imprisoned the souls of human craftsmen in the barrel of guns, and every whistling of gunfire is the tragic wail of innocent souls.

Many righteous people stood up and called on all forces to stop purchasing the empire's weapons, and pointed out sharply that every rifle purchased was to fund the Ashes Empire, allowing them to invade more unscrupulously.

Unfortunately, all countries turned a deaf ear to each other. They were already trapped in the quagmire of arms race. Every time the empire renewed equipment, they had to rush to buy it, otherwise they would fall into disadvantage in the subsequent war.

The Principality of Wilson is a small country near the Blackstone Mountains. It has mountainous and hilly areas, so it is also called the "country of hills".

Seventy years ago, the legendary Paladin Seid Wilson drew out the sword in the stone and killed an evil giant who was more than 30 meters tall. Therefore, he was named the Grand Duke by Emperor Farland, and the city was also Named Shijian City.

However, time has passed, the Grand Duke Wilson has long died in the war, and the sword in the stone has disappeared.

The geographical location of the Principality is particularly awkward. In the south is the Kingdom of Thrace, and in the north is the Empire of Burning the Ashes. Between the cracks between these two giants, there is a risk of being crushed at any time.

At this time in the Duchy of Wilson, the wind was bleak in Shijian City. Only the whistling wind could be heard, as well as the crisp footsteps of guards patrolling the streets, and every household had doors and windows closed.

In the stone house in a remote corner of the city, middle-aged men sat opposite women, their faces filled with fatigue and worry. The news that the Ashes Empire occupied North Ethel and destroyed the Alpine Kingdom had already spread throughout the city.

The Principality of Wilson where they are located is one of the few countries in the north that can maintain independence.

Renne sighed deeply, rubbing the table with his thick thumb repeatedly: "Irene, how long will this day last?"

The woman put down the needle and thread in her hand, shook her head, and the kerosene lamp illuminated the fine lines on her face in a particularly clear way: "I don't know, those nobles are also very scared and dare not let us out of the city."

Renn looked out the window, and his eyes were filled with deep fear: "It is said that every time the army of the Ashes Empire occupied a place, it would kill a thousand children, and I was afraid."

"Ah!" The daughter who had just come out of the cellar screamed. Her face turned pale, and her thin and yellow body trembled slightly due to malnutrition, and she almost fainted.

"Elie!" The woman stood up anxiously, wrapped the girl's body with a blanket, hugged her in her arms with a heartache, and blamed her: "I told you a long time ago not to tell this at home! I'll tell Ellie to listen!"

The man looked at his daughter who fainted from fear and looked ugly: "But it's not a solution to keep hiding this. One day, those brutal imperial people will capture this city."

The woman also lamented, "But what should we do? Thrace's border is very well prepared, and other places are occupied by the Burning Empire."

The man looked out the window, his eyes gradually became firm, and his throat rolled: "The Shijian City is now a large prison cell, and he must escape - for our Ellie."

Such conversations happened countless times in Shijian City. The city people were panicked about the Burning Empire and wanted to escape from here and go to the Thracian Kingdom in the south.

Halfway up the mountain to the north of Shijian City, a luxurious fortress shrouded in depression before the storm. It was the Wilson family's mansion passed down from generation to generation, and the castle named after its ancestors - Fort Side.

The thick oak door whimpered in the cold wind, the sword emblem in the stone on the back of the gilded chair faded in the candlelight, and the current Duke, Eli Wilson, was sitting in the hall of Fort Side. At the end of the long table, with hands crossed and chins, her face was solemn.

"Sir, the war is on the northern sentry tower. "The guard kneeled on the carpet, his voice cut off by the bursting of rosin in the fireplace: "Our sentry discovered the traces of the Dragon Knight of the Ashes Empire."

"It's true, damn imperial man!" Eli gritted his teeth, but his trembling fingers still revealed the deep fear in his heart.

He asked uneasily: "Where are the people of the Kingdom of Thrace? That Majesty Wilham has promised--send troops to support us!"

The chief guard shook his head with a serious expression: "The messengers we sent were all blocked outside the border. Sir, I think that His Majesty Wilham has completely given up on us. He does not want to offend the Ashes Empire because of us."

"What, why is this happening?"

Eli looked pale, leaned back, leaned on the back of the seat, and used his finger to mousse the family ring in his hand, murmured: "That Majesty Willham is the son of the Sun Emperor, and he is flowing with divine blood." King, how could he be afraid of a red dragon?”

Standing beside the duke, the old housekeeper with gray hair sighed and explained, "The three kingdoms are still in war. If they offend the Ashes Empire, the Kingdom of Thrace must face pressure from the north and south at the same time. That miser , The smart Majesty will not do this.

What's more, Emperor Qianjin, no, the evil dragon in the north has proved his terrifying strength in a series of conquest wars, and no one in the material world dares to say that he can defeat him. ”

Hearing this, Eli was sweating profusely and was about to collapse in his seat, asking weakly: "What should we do?"

The housekeeper was silent for a moment before answering, "Submit to the red dragon and express his surrender to the Lanjin Empire. Or."

The chief guard took over his words and said in a deep voice: "Resist the death to survive and die with Shijian City and the Principality of Wilson."

"No!" Eli suddenly stood up and turned his head to look at the portrait on the wall. It was his grandfather, the founder of the Principality - Seed Wilson.

In the portrait, there is a middle-aged man with a delicate mustache. He is wearing armor and holding a simple giant sword in his hand. He looks energetic and majestic.

But now, the sword in the stone symbolizing the glory of the family is gone, and Eli is just an ordinary down-and-out nobleman, far from that powerful ancestor.

Thinking of this, Eli mustered up some courage and said with his chest straight: "This is the foundation left to me by my grandfather. Our Wilson family has been a well-known hero family since killing the giants. How can we surrender. On a dragon!”

After a long silence, the chief guard asked in a deep voice: "Duke, then, are you willing to die for the honor of the family?"

Eli wanted to answer "Yes", but when he thought of the scene of being torn apart by the dragon's minions and burned by flames, he trembled all over and his throat trembled. He couldn't say anything to his mouth.

He whispered, "Can't we defend Shijian City alive?"

The housekeeper sighed and smiled bitterly, "Even the angel gods of Farland can't resist the attack of the Ashes Empire, how can we do it? What's more, there is the red dragon. Even if Lord Sed is resurrected , it is hard to fight against."

He and the Chief Guard grew up watching Duke Eli. They knew the duke's character very well - weak, cowardly, greedy for life and death, but they like to hold on to the point of not losing face.

Sure enough, Eli pointed out outside the door with some annoyance and asked, "That red dragon is so terrible? We are the Wilson family!"

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Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly blew open the thick oak door. The chandeliers in the hall swayed, making continuous crisp sounds, and the glasses on the long table fell and broke one after another.

Eli, who was still full of anger on his face, collapsed to the ground in fear, and was at a loss and could only hide behind the head guard.

"Hello, everyone--"

A thunderous sound echoed over the Shijian City. Just hearing that sound could make countless people tremble.

Eli raised his head carefully and looked out through the crack of the door, but found that it suddenly became dark.

"Amanata is above. That is Emperor Burning the Ear?"

The duke had a pale face and sat on the ground. The little fighting spirit in his heart had been completely broken, replaced by endless fear.

After a few seconds of support, his eyes turned white and he fainted directly, his lower body became wet.

I saw an extremely huge red dragon appearing in the sky. His body is even larger and more spectacular than the mountains. The dragon wings cover the sky, blocking the sun's light, and covering the entire city under it.

"Gods"

"Then, that's Emperor Qianjin! He's here!"

"Damn-he would burn this city to ashes! How could there be such a giant dragon!"

The people in the city were panicked, wailing, crying, and screaming. The guards of the Wilson family were no longer able to maintain order, and even they themselves were afraid.

What kind of dragon is that!

Until today, they could never have imagined that a giant dragon could cover the entire city with its wings!

They could not imagine how many people the bloody giant mouth that could swallow the tallest tower in the city could swallow, and how terrifying dragon flames could be sprayed.

The story of the red dragon eating a thousand children every time he arrives at a place - it seems not to be a fake.

Rennes and Erin hugged each other tightly, wrapping their trembling and crying daughter together, and said in a trembling voice: "Elie, don't be afraid, we won't let that guy in the sky eat you, absolutely Won't."

The red dragon looked down at the people in the city from a high place. The vertical pupils, which looked like a golden pool, showed coldness. He waved his wings and spoke slowly.

"I believe you should know me. I am the emperor of the Burning Ear Empire, the co-lord of the Anzeta Wilderness, the Northern Esser Plain, and the Ugo Grassland, and the ruler of the northern Fianso Continent.

Today, I am here to inform you that the land under your feet will be incorporated into the territory of the Ashes Empire, and you—will become glorious imperial citizens. "

Not only Shijian City, but also over the dozen small countries and hundreds of cities in the north of Fianso, there were red dragons appearing, and they all received the "ultimatum" from the Ashes Empire.

And this is not a simple threat. The empire's Red Scale Conquerors and the Flying Dragon Legion have gathered together and flew to various cities in the north in groups, ready to crush any rebels.

"Duke, are you okay?"

The chief guard walked forward and asked with concern.

Eli opened his eyes hazyly, and the scene that had just scared him and fainted appeared in front of him, thinking of the terrifying red dragon.

He subconsciously hugged the guard's thigh and cried, "You must not let that red dragon approach me! That's simply a monster!"

The guard's mouth twitched slightly and said, "Sir, Emperor Lanjin has left. He has issued us an ultimatum to ask us to surrender unconditionally. I wonder if you."

"Surrender, I surrender! That guy is so terrible, it's not something that mortals can defeat!" Eli said anxiously.

"Yes, adult."

Thinking of the bravery of the old duke, seeing his unscrupulous descendant, the housekeeper behind him sighed, but he felt a little relieved. (This chapter is finished)