The Kingdom of Boliva, a country located in the southern part of the Leyte Empire, has a large population, rich natural resources, and is famous for its oil resources. However, the poverty of this country is also rare in the world.
The distance of 194 nautical miles is not actually close, but it is definitely not far.
After the emergence of modern ships, this is a distance "across the sea".
Many people use this sentence to evaluate this country colonized by the Wright Empire - this is a blessed land given by the gods, but it is a pity that it is too close to Wright.
Just east of La Guay, the largest port in northern Bolivar, there is a military camp for the colonial army of the Leyte Empire.
The empire has 30,000 well-trained soldiers stationed on this land. Next to the colonial army camp, there is an organized Knights of the Samsara Religion.
In the empire itself, the Church of Light and Night is definitely the largest church.
In the colonies, the teachings of the Twin Goddess did not work so well. That kind of teachings that punished evil was in great conflict with the empire's ruling method of exploiting the colonial people.
The Empire prefers the Reincarnation Religion, which advocates that 'the present world is too miserable, and only by serving the God of Reincarnation can one escape from suffering.' This doctrine, which allows colonial people to give up resistance and pursue a happy life in the illusory Kingdom of God, is more convenient for the Empire's rule.
It was a quiet morning, the sky was just bright.
The so-called silence is just the last peace before a man-made storm.
A bloody aura, then a second, and successive red lights flashed one after another in the forest opposite the Samsara Knights' military camp.
Then the explosion sounded continuously, and the sound seemed to peel off a layer of skin from the earth. All the Samsara Knights and their followers who woke up from their dreams felt that the entire earth was shaking.
Those who were awakened by the huge explosions, and when they rushed out of the door of their barracks in panic with only the most basic swords and pistols, they found that the landscape of the military camp in front of them had changed forever.
The thick iron camp gate as big as half a basketball court was thrown like a crumpled ball of paper more than 20 meters away. The iron branches as thick as a baby's arm and the iron sheet covering it were twisted out of shape in the huge explosion.
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One of the two three-story sentry towers at the entrance of the camp was uprooted, and the other was directly broken in the middle.
What makes people feel even more miserable is the sentries guarding the entrance of the camp, a whole 12-person standard team of Sequence 9 Beyonders. At this moment, they have become mutilated corpses. The stumps, blood and soil are mixed together, and they are still pulsating.
Scarlet entrails hung on the remains of the camp gate, on the walls of the barracks, and everywhere.
This horrific scene is easily reminiscent of hell.
This scene was so shocking that several of the knights' retinue couldn't help but retched.
Before they could suppress the disgusting feeling, an even more terrifying existence appeared at the entrance of the camp.
It was a mysterious knight wearing a full set of bright red armor and riding a fiery red horse.
The scarlet war horse is such a majestic horse, the horse's shoulder height alone is two meters, and the horse's head is more than 2.60 meters above the ground.
Not to mention the burly mysterious knight on horseback. He must be a giant man over two meters tall.
The bloody aura that permeated his body actually dyed everything within a radius of 100 meters into terrifying scarlet. Although there were several walking knights also wearing scarlet armor behind him, his presence kept all eyes on him.
Attracted.
He clearly wasn't smiling, but every reincarnation knight could clearly feel the joy in that rich and rough voice.
"Gentlemen! I like [war]! Then, let us fight -"
In the early morning of this day, an integrated knight order of the Reincarnation Sect was wiped out. More than a thousand formal knights and more than 3,000 retinues were involved, and no one survived.
The nearby Wright Army Camp was besieged by more than 200,000 Boliva rebels. After 36 hours of fierce fighting, the barracks was breached.
All the Leyte prisoners who begged for surrender, together with the captured Leyte Empire's governor in Bolivar, were escorted to the central square of Port Laguai and were imprisoned row by row in front of hundreds of thousands of Bolivar soldiers and civilians.
Cut off the head.
Every time the executioner's machete falls, he can get cheers from the mountains and the tsunami.
On October 12, the Wrights filled the entire port with their blood to atone for their sins.
On a hill outside the port, a general wearing heavy silver armor, holding a long sword covered in blood, stared at the eastern area of the port, which was once the most prosperous urban area of the port and the settlement of the noble Wrights.
Now that place is filled with fire and killing.
An old man in a cloak came over and said in an old voice.
"Why do you do this? You should know the consequences. The day after tomorrow at the latest, the Wright Empire's fleet will arrive outside the port and bombard this bustling port. In less than half a month, the iron hooves of the imperial army will trample across this country.
Every corner. Everyone involved in this matter today will die."
General Silver Helmet smiled bitterly: "Teacher, do you think I don't know? A radical call has twisted our beliefs into a ball. But the price is destruction and hatred that are very close at hand..."
"Then why are you still doing this? With your abilities, you should have served a monarch, but you dedicated your loyalty to a knight of the apocalypse!?" The teacher's voice suddenly became sharp.
"Loyalty? No, what I follow is not the master, but a kind of resistance, a courage to overthrow the tyranny of the Wright Empire."
"Rosalyn! How many times have I told you to wait! Be patient! It is obvious that the Millennium Tide is less than three years away, and the entire God Realm will be reshuffled soon. Why can't you wait..."
"Boliva can't wait three more years!" The Silver Helmet General took off her head, revealing a young and beautiful face.
"how?"
Her black ear-length hair was flying in the wind, and Rosalin's heroic face was already stained with tears: "Teacher, you don't know, not long ago, the Famine Knight attacked a Wright cruise ship and killed most of the people, including the Imperial Princess.
Including Marian, more than 300 people survived, but a total of more than a dozen big nobles were affected. They are all from the Duke of Alola's faction. Guess what happened?"
When the old man heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Duke Alola is a well-known moderate in the empire. He advocates treating colonial people well. Once too many nobles in his faction are affected by evil spirits, internal turmoil within the family will inevitably happen. I heard that the empire
He has begun to prepare for the Millennium War. Without him coming forward to suppress the radicals, then..."
"Yes! We received an official document three days ago. This year, the taxes paid by the whole country in Bolivar will be doubled! Not 10%, not 20%, but 100%! My father and dozens of national congressmen protested because of
Because of this, their heads were hung at the gate of the capital city."
The old man was obviously anxious: "Then you can't just raise the flag of rebellion! Leave quickly! Take your cronies into exile immediately. If you go forward, you and your followers will only be greeted by destruction."
The female general Rosalin shook her head: "To see this country being ravaged by tyrants while alive, and the people's dignity trampled to the ground, leaving only completely docile slaves, is more terrifying than my personal destruction."
"No! Even if you want to resist, you shouldn't use the power of the Apocalypse Knight!"
"We have no choice! The Orthodox Churches are in alliance."
"Did you know? No one wants to admit that the light of hope they want to cling to when they fall is often actually the lightning of divine punishment."
Rosalin's voice became louder: "Are all Boliva people willing to become slaves!? We are descendants of the once glorious Boliva Empire!"
The old man was embarrassed and held it in for a long time before sighing: "Those who have already descended the mountain can also choose not to look back at the top of the mountain. Because there is an abyss behind that no one can go back to!"
"Abyss? Teacher, you want to say that it is an insurmountable ravine left by the gods in the mortal world with their extraordinary power." Rosalin's mouth showed a crazy look: "The gods can also fall, and the abyss can also be filled. I
When I can fill up the abyss of the gods with my body, water the ruins of the empire with my blood, and leave a vast wilderness to future generations."
"Alas -" The old man originally wanted to persuade him, but when he met his disciple's determined and selfless eyes, he realized that no matter how great the truth, it was superfluous.
Without saying another word, the old man hugged his cloak tightly and walked down the hill under the watchful eyes of all the Boliva knights.
Rosalin put on her full-face helmet again, and from the gap in the helmet, these words floated out:
"Only when the ashes of the decayed past are blown away can new food grow in the wilderness to feed the next generation of mortals born in the new order. Even if they are not Bolivars, they cannot be Wrights...
"
News of the uprising in the Kingdom of Bolivar shocked the entire Wright Empire.
After a whole day of debate in the Imperial Senate, the imperial parliamentarians voted almost unanimously in favor of sending troops to punish the Kingdom of Boliva.
On the 14th, the first batch of the Wright Navy's First Fleet arrived off the coast of La Guay Port and began an indiscriminate bombardment of the entire port city.
The entire empire began to mobilize for war.
On the 15th, while wandering around the east coast of the empire, the Caribbean, which had just docked in the port of Nancy, welcomed a special group of visitors.
"Hello, Mr. Destiny. I am Commodore Hanni Thomasson of the Imperial Navy. Yesterday the Imperial Senate passed the [War Act against the Kingdom of Bolivar] and it was signed by Emperor Nicholas III and took effect immediately.
Our army has noticed that the [Caribbean] owned by you has not been registered with any church. According to imperial law, during wartime, our army has the right to requisition all civilian ships for war purposes..."
Mark didn't even speak, the fate dice projected fragments of the future to him in his mind.
Mark narrowed his eyes and spit out a cold word from his tiger lips: "Get out!"
The temperature goes up and down, I feel a bit cold, and half of the ones I originally had tonight are gone, so don’t wait.
