In order to gather enough oriole, what Karya owes is more than just favors?
If Kalya only needs to provide information to call the dark descendants of the Black Mist Legion and the Sun God Cult, then if he wants to persuade Kieran, Kalya has to pay more than just a face - if not
Having promised Icathia's status under the new order, Kiran will not leave Icathia.
However, there is no need to worry about these things for the time being. What Karya needs to worry about now is probably the group of dark descendants who have no opponents.
When Shyvana discovered Kalya and brought him back to the battlefield with the unconscious Jarvan IV, the Black Mist Legion and the Sun Cult were already at war with each other and were about to start a fight.
Aatrox has always been arrogant, and Varieva is dissatisfied with her brother Varus joining the Black Mist Legion. In addition, the two crows Shabeka and Shabek are chattering wildly over the fire.
The protoss on the other side had just finished, and over there they saw that the Black Mist Legion and the Sun God Cult were about to do another battle.
At this time, the importance of Kalya became apparent.
When Kalya appeared, both Aatrox and Varieva were as quiet as chickens.
Shabeka and Shabek, who were noisy before, finally stopped their quarreling behavior - but unfortunately, they were immediately caught by Karya and punished, which can be called a live version of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.
"You!" Finally letting go of Shabeka and Shabek, Kalya's eyes fell on the dark descendants, and then gently shook his head, "The empire has long been reduced to dust, although I have no right to ask you
Happy tomorrow, but if you must fight, I suggest you fight on Mount Targon, the top of Mount Targon. Runeterra is too small to accommodate you."
Everyone was silent.
"It's over, it's over." Kalya waved his hand, "You guys should be satisfied, right? The Sun Warriors have been cleaned up, so go ahead and do whatever you need to do."
"Those who want to poach the Titans, keep poaching; those who want to explore the mysteries between life and death, go back to the Black Mist. I will provide you with free news. Azir is already rebuilding Shurima. I want to talk to him.
If you want to chat, you can also go and chat with him - in short, let's go back to our respective homes!"
With that said, Kalya waved her hand, carried Jarvan IV, and simply went to find Lux, never looking at these dark descendants again.
Aatrox snorted, grabbed Shabeka and Shabek, carried Varus, and returned to the black mist.
Varieva curled her lips, turned around and left with the dark descendants of the Sun God Cult. She planned to see Azir and talk to him.
Soon, the dark descendants left and the black mist faded away. In the valley, only the mess on the ground still told of the brutality of the previous battle.
After this incident, the Northern Walkers and the remaining Xiongdu Front troops were no longer able to fight.
Even the fearless vanguard, who got up in the early morning to attack, and then fought for more than ten miles, was now exhausted.
As for the Northern Walkers, after the battle, they were even struggling to stand - resisting the attack of the Sun Warriors had already consumed their last strength.
Now that the protoss has retreated, and the last courageous spirit of both sides has been exhausted, they are no longer able to use their weapons.
More importantly, Jarvan IV was captured.
When he saw the unconscious Jarvan IV, the battle was completely meaningless.
When the Xiongdu Front troops who were feigning attacks from other directions gathered their troops and rushed to the battlefield, the situation had become very delicate.
The capture of Jarvan IV made the direction of this war very subtle. What is even more subtle is that due to Jarvan IV's previous consistent centralization of power, the Xiondu Front has almost fallen into a state of brain death.
No one can stand up and speak.
It was also at this time that the northern travelers who had gone to the south entrance of Badaopo to outflank them were also in place - arriving with them were also the wood flowing down the river. While the battle was going on at the north entrance of Badaopo, they fished
They collected these timbers and quickly built a temporary fortification. Now the Xiongdu Front Army was essentially trapped among the mountains on Badaopo.
If Jarvan IV is still there, then they still have a chance whether they continue their assault to the north or turn around and break out.
But now that Jarvan IV is captured, no one can stand up and convince the crowd. Although no one says it explicitly, everyone already has some understanding in their hearts.
This war... may be destined to be unwinnable.
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When Jarvan IV finally woke up, his emotions were very complicated.
Although the protoss is the human form of a giant god walking in Runeterra, the will of the protoss itself will not be erased, but will only be suppressed. Therefore, Jarvan IV clearly witnessed the aftermath as a bystander.
The whole process of the battle.
On the one hand, he was glad that the protoss had been driven away and that he was not completely reduced to a puppet; on the other hand, he was also pained by the complete failure of the war.
Jarvan IV is not a Twilight Star. He is very professional in commanding troops to fight.
And precisely because of his professionalism, he knows better than anyone else the dilemma that the Xiongdu Front is currently facing.
Logistics were cut off, the army was trapped between canyons and hills, air superiority was completely lost, and the enemy's team blocking the retreat had water transportation support.
It's not an exaggeration to say it's a place of death.
Unless Lux suddenly went crazy, Jarvan IV would never have thought of any chance to turn defeat into victory.
More importantly, he, the commander-in-chief of the entire army, was captured...
Although he was a prisoner, Jarvan IV was not mistreated.
Even Northern Walkers respect the Emperor very much. In their view, although Jarvan IV cannot compare with Laxana, he is not the same as many noble insects.
Therefore, although Jarvan IV's movements are limited, his living conditions are pretty good. After confirming that he does not have suicidal thoughts, his daily life is still relatively normal.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, no matter how normal his living conditions are, it cannot change the fact that he is anxious. After his physical condition improved slightly, he immediately expressed his
Would love to see Laxana's thoughts.
He wished to talk to Laxana.
This request was quickly responded to, and Lux also wanted to talk to him - if possible, Lux also hoped to use relatively peaceful means to solve the problem.
This is destined to be a historic meeting.
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Putting on the armor he was most accustomed to, Jarvan IV met Laxana in the office of the government hall in Rithos.
When Jarvan IV entered the office, Lux was immersed in the papers, her eyes quickly swept over the documents, and finally signed her name and stamped her coat of arms.
"Here he comes." Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lacus put aside the document with the coat of arms and raised his head with a smile, "Long time no see. How is your health now? Are there any sequelae?
"
Such an understated greeting was quite unpleasant to Jarvan IV's ears. He instinctively wanted to nod, but in the end he just hummed softly and simply skipped the greeting.
"What do you plan to do with the various legions?"
"This requires you to step forward and ask them to lay down their weapons and surrender unconditionally." Lux crossed his fingers and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "to avoid unnecessary sacrifices."
Although reason told Jarvan IV that Lux was telling the truth, he still couldn't help but feel his temples swell when he heard the words "unconditional surrender".
"Then what?" After hesitating for a moment, Jarvan IV did not dwell on this question or give his own answer, but continued to ask, "Then where will they go?"
"Discuss on a case-by-case basis, overall they need to be transformed." Lux had nothing to hide, "Not only each legion, but also the entire Demacia, needs a top-to-bottom transformation."
"If you really want to become the first queen in the history of Demacia, then I suggest you don't bother too much." Looking at the confident and determined Lux, Jarvan IV couldn't help but stabbed, "
The resistance to non-Lightshield families becoming king is already great. If you are still eager to transform, the whole of Demacia will fall into chaos..."
"I'm not you." Lux understood what Jarvan IV meant, but she still smiled, "If you really knew Forsbarrow and the North, then you wouldn't be so naive.
idea."
Jarvan IV frowned.
This sentence should be said by Lux herself - she is the naive person. She has no idea that politics cannot be completely determined by force. Places need to be managed, and the country needs order and a strong army.
It can be used as a foundation, but the real and concrete maintenance should be people.
"The noble council will not let go easily." Jarvan IV shook his head, "Unless you use those officers to completely replace the nobles everywhere, but this is impossible."
"Why is it impossible?" Lux asked very seriously, "Why can't I use my own people to replace the nobles from everywhere?"
"The nobility has long been entrenched in their own fiefdom." Jarvan IV looked at Lux. Although he gave the answer, his expression was full of doubts. "The new nobles want to replace the local snakes, but it cannot be done overnight.
things."
"I didn't say I was going to send new nobles, right?" Lux blinked, "What if someone is willing to preside over land reform and redistribute land?"
Jarvan IV's eyes widened.
This, what a rebellious idea is this?
It is not even an exaggeration to say that this statement can be said to be more rebellious than Lux calling herself king - to redistribute the land, do you want to distribute the land of the nobles to the common people?!
"Don't your subordinates need rewards?" Jarvan IV couldn't help but shook his head, "Why do you do this?"
"The merits of the Northern Walkers will naturally be rewarded by the Northern Walkers. In Forsbarrow, there has never been a law that stipulates that those who have made military achievements must be given fiefs." Lux asked with a smile, "So, why can't I?
How about doing this?"
Jarvan IV was stunned.
He obviously could not understand that the order and heroism of Fosbairo were completely different.
In Xiongdu, a person's development path should be to join the army - achieve military merit - obtain a title - become a noble - obtain a fief - pass it on from generation to generation.
This is the only promotion channel, and everyone has clear expectations for the future when embarking on this path.
We worked hard, His Majesty gave us a fiefdom, and we relied on the land to establish a noble lineage.
But in Forsbarrow, people's promotion channels are very diverse.
Whether they are clerks, law enforcers or Northern Walkers, they all have their own separate promotion channels, and none of them are tied to the land - the harsh alkaline permafrost of the plateau in Forsbarrow is really left to private development, at least
It will be a loss within three to five generations.
Therefore, in Forsbarrow, rewards for merit are often reflected in other aspects.
For example, the level of salary and benefits.
Such as special recognition awards.
For example, dividends from public trade.
Most of the trade in the hands of the Forsbarrow government has a considerable proportion being used as dividends and allocated to those who have made outstanding contributions. Compared with renting, this part of the income is simply too high.
There are both material rewards and spiritual rewards, but power must not be used as a reward.
You can gain recognition for your merits and then have greater power, but in turn, you have to bear greater responsibilities.
However, a certain kind of power cannot be given as a reward to those who have made merit, because this power does not come with responsibility.
However, in the eyes of Jarvan IV, this was something unimaginable.
He could not imagine gaining the recognition of the warriors without relying on fiefs, nor could he imagine what chaos the place would be like without the nobility.
However, after a moment, Jarvan IV couldn't help but laugh to himself.
What's the point of worrying about this when you're already a prisoner?
If Lux really struggles to understand and makes everyone turn against her, for herself... maybe it will be a good thing!
"As long as you can ensure the safety of the soldiers." Jarvan IV finally stopped worrying about this issue, "I can make them put down their weapons - as for more, I'm afraid I can't do it."
"That's enough." There was a smile on Lux's face again, "Brother Jiawen, I believe it won't be long before you can return to Dawn Castle."
This sudden title caught Jarvan IV off guard. Looking at the smiling Lux, Jarvan IV couldn't tell for a moment how much of her title was genuine and how polite it was.
"If you have time, you are welcome to wander around Forth Barrow." Lux noticed Jarvan IV's hesitation and continued to explain with a smile, "I believe you will understand what I mean soon."
In response to Lux's words, Jarvan IV just nodded, then turned and left.
In the autumn and August of the 16th year of Fossby's calendar, at the south entrance of Badaopo, under the order of Jarvan IV, all the Xiongdu Front troops laid down their weapons and declared unconditional surrender.
