Blood tax

Chapter 456 Griffith's Army

On the other side of the Sea of ​​Tranquility, far and far away from the battlefield, Sevasto...

The Republic of Bayeland is in turmoil.

Despite its illustrious history and millennia of honor, Bayerland is undeniably decayed.

The extravagance and cumbersome bureaucracy of the world capital weakened the pace of any reform, making the wise Senate corrupt, complacent, and unwilling to change.

A disenfranchised resentment had already grown among the burghers, especially in the provinces where taxation was heavy but rights were not guaranteed.

There has been intense controversy surrounding the taxation of the third estate.

The Senate attempted to solve the problem by force.They sent a powerful fleet, blocked the ports of the provinces, and required all shipping and commercial activities to comply with the taxation bill of the Senate.

In these chaotic times, a charismatic man emerged.

He is Earl Roland.

The former legendary warrior wanted to create a Bayeram Confederation that guaranteed the power of the National Assembly.

The status quo can be upended at any moment, and this is an opportunity for change—radical change.He leads a broad-based separatist movement.The movement has become increasingly active, and in just a few months, thousands of chambers of commerce, farmers and consortia have gathered under his umbrella.

Just as the world is reeling from this crisis.A mysterious visitor came to attend the meeting of the Confederacy...

On the tallest mage tower in Sebasto, the teleportation circle reflects a palpitating colorful light.A powerful and ferocious breath of blood is about to descend.

Although the local garrison mage had long been bought to the side of the Confederacy, this aura that surpassed the physical and spiritual limits of human beings still caused everyone present to have a kind of instinctive panic and fear.

Among the wealthy businessmen, there are many curious people who have obtained extraordinary powers by taking potions.However, without unique talents, long-term and arduous training, and practice, most people will stop at the threshold of Sequence 8, or lose control in an incomprehensible madness, and be hunted by demon hunters.

Extraordinary characteristics give mortals stronger, faster, and more perfect bodies and spirits.Once one has tasted the taste of it, one can no longer refuse the mysterious temptation, even if one is jealous because of the difference in the body, or because of class and tax disputes, the big figures of the Confederation Congress also agree in their bones——

A transcendent is a superman who transcends the limits of human beings, and is a mystery that needs to be looked up and respected.

This mysterious visitor who came to Sebasto's mage's tower used the long-distance teleportation magic circle, which is a psionic device that can only be used by wizards above Sequence 7 and powerhouses of the extraordinary rank.He can travel across the Sea of ​​Tranquility to get here in a matter of seconds.Even the best sea ships equipped with steam engines and magic circles will take several days.

This is power that money cannot buy.

"My lords, Lord Blood is about to arrive."

The attendants trembled.

A group of wealthy businessmen and councilors who had gathered in the Mage Tower long ago were full of fear, huddled together like a nest of quail, and whispered.

"Have you ever seen a Lord, Lord Gunnar."

"I have seen it, Lord Tambov, I have seen it, they are unfathomable..."

These wealthy businessmen and consortium leaders were notified by the first speaker of the Confederation Congress, the legendary brave Count Roland de Sissel, to welcome the upcoming mysterious lord.

Who this lord was, the count did not say.However, everyone knows that in the mysterious world, the Lord is a Transcendent of Sequence 5, only one step away from a demigod, and a single thought can crush a person to pieces.

These terrifying and unpredictable existences are the strong support of the Bayeran Republic. If they do it, they will be far more terrifying than fleets, cannons, and cavalry.After all, it is not easy for the cannon to hit the commanders and councilors in the rear, but a lord who wants to enter and exit the bedroom of the councilors cannot be stopped.

At this time, he heard heavy breathing echoing in the darkness, making the listener's heart beat crazily faster.The deafening roar of the teleportation circle couldn't cover up the reverberation, as if it came from the depths of everyone's heart.

"Huh, huh—"

The first thing that appeared in the magic circle was a dark golden helmet. The terrifying breath resounded heavily between the visor and the helmet, as if a giant beast in a cage stretched out its sharp claws dripping with blood.

The desperate cry and invisible fear strangled the throat of everyone present, slowly tightened, and stretched along the spine to the soul.

"Welcome, Your Excellency, our meeting is completely legal!"

Senator Gunnar of the Confederation Congress shouted subconsciously.

"It's a great honor for us to have you here!" Senator Gunner's companion hastily pushed him, and said with trepidation, "We have prepared the most comfortable..."

Griffith emerged from the shadows.

He waved his black cloak, put his hands on his swords, and stepped on the steps with heavy gauntlets and iron boots, making creaking and twisting sounds on the floor and in the councilor's heart.

Griffith's itinerary for the meeting is completely confidential.Externally, he will attend in the name of "Blood Lord", which is the code name Roland gave him to conceal his identity.

The tall war knight came in front of the councilors, looking down at the councilors who were almost kneeling on the ground.

Just these people, cowardly fellows, who want to rebel against Bayeran?

He rubbed the gauntlets that were sharp and ferocious like fangs.The leader Gunnar Senator immediately felt a noose around his neck, causing him to raise his head.

Help, help me...!The congressman grabbed the air helplessly. He had seen Bayeran smash their resistance and hang him from the street lamp in his nightmare. That was the feeling.

"Show me, Roland."

……

The First Convention of the Confederation was an entirely different picture.

Representatives from all over the world gathered here.Although the sea off Sevasto is Bayeran's blockade fleet, it is absolutely safe to attend this meeting.

There is a supreme will that has told shrewd businessmen:

"The great dark lord, Anas Tasios, is protecting them. All representatives who follow him to the meeting will be protected by the dark lord and Count Roland."

That's right, with the spiritual support of the hermit, Roland, whose Weifu voucher is about to expire, seems to have nothing to worry about anymore.He came to the center of the stage and openly made an enemy of Bai Yelan who had been guarding him all his life!

If the mentally retarded Senate continues their folly, a civil war is doomed to burn the world.

"Now, I declare that the Congress of the Confederation is officially convened!"

Roland on the stage waved his hand calmly and forcefully.

"Long live the Confederacy!"

The cheerleaders who had been trained a long time ago saw Roland making gestures, and immediately cheered according to the requirements during the rehearsal. Originally, this kind of slogan would be more powerful if the Qiming County army shouted it, but Roland still spent money to hire some extras. Enhance the atmosphere.

"This will be a winning conference!"

"Long live the Confederacy!" chanted the cheerleaders who had collected their money.

"This will be a battle meeting!"

"Long live, long live!"

"This will be a rally of unity!"

"The Confederacy—Long live, long live, long live!"

This scene made Griffith feel familiar.He had done similar things in Raven City, and it was as if a feeling and habit had been imprinted deep in his soul and became an unforgettable habit.

If it wasn't for the frightened Senator Gunner and others leading the way, Griffith would have almost yelled a few times in fun, ruining his own terrifying image.

The atmosphere was very enthusiastic. Although the members of the Confederation present did not know why this legendary brave man was so excited, it was good that he was happy.

Griffith chased away the annoying MPs and listened in the shadows.

The meeting went well.Everything is arranged.In a warm atmosphere, Earl Roland, who was knighted by the Senate, gave a report on the work of resisting the Senate to all members of the Confederacy.

One by one the eminent local deputies took the stage to discuss the ongoing battle at Verona.The rebels there were bleeding the mentally retarded Senate like hemorrhoids, but any good thing like this was very welcome to the Congressmen of the Confederacy and their allies.

The battle in Verona gave them great encouragement.If farmers and shepherds with pitchforks can damage Bajeran's legions, then...

Delegates also discussed the rules of procedure of the Confederate Assembly, and a vote on a proposal to create a large army was also passed unanimously.

Griffith noticed an interesting thing sensitively.

Roland is the spokesperson and political leader of the Confederacy, and the Confederate army that is being formed still needs a general to lead it...

While he was meditating, Roland came to him unknowingly.

"Try it, it's the best tobacco from the southern plantations."

Roland took out a cigarette out of nowhere, took a puff contentedly, and handed one to Griffith.

"I don't smoke."

Haranduil appeared from nowhere, and came to the two of them and called out:
"This is the first-class product rolled out of the troll girl's thigh!"

Griffith put away the cigarettes, put them in his small bag, and said to the count who was puffing:
"Is this your plan? I have an ominous premonition."

"That's right, I feel flustered too," Haranduil shook his head and said, "How can I beat the Senate with these cowardly insects!"

"Hmph, little fish, you won't say that when you see the army prepared for you, huh—you can use it to fight the sacrifice of the chosen one~" Roland swallowed a smoke ring, sucking in satisfaction Sniffing, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the model troops of the Confederacy, I practiced them myself, the main force with the title of the People's Guards.

"If there is not enough protection, these cowardly guys will not stand up against the Senate."

Griffith followed Roland out.

This friend of his is fighting against the rulers of the world and the gods...

"Don't be too anxious, focus on the present moment, the future is unpredictable."

On Roland's face was a kind of indifference and calmness that seemed to see through everything.He walked ahead, through the corridors of the Sevasto fortress where the meeting was held, as if to show old friends to see his beloved garden, to catch up there.

Griffith, Haranduil and him were talking without a word, and suddenly, a slogan resounded through the sky from the end of the corridor.

They walked down long dark corridors, golden sunlight piercing the sky.

On the vast, borderless plain, stands a red eagle flag.A silver double-headed eagle stands on it, and black and red ribbons and pure gold ornaments hang from the flagpole.

Under the eagle flag, the neat large square formations and queues spread to the end of the field of vision.The straight infantry columns gathered from all directions.

They carried shiny silver muskets without cumbersome matchlocks, and there were sharp spikes hanging from the muzzles.

There are no pikemen and sword and shield soldiers in this infantry.Wearing breastplates, they were majestic and gathered in a square formation with firm steps.

After that came the neat artillery, the hooved cuirassiers and cuirassiers.Dozens, hundreds of military flags are flying.

Along with the cheerful drums and flute, one squadron after another, they drove out from the nearby barracks, seemingly endlessly.Whenever a troop completes its formation, it will stand still and issue continuous slogans resounding through the sky.

"one two one
"one two one
"one two three four!"

Griffith suddenly felt that something hit his soul hard, and his eyes were moist.He felt a little dizzy, vaguely familiar, as if he had been with an invincible force a long time ago.

Representatives of the Confederation Congress poured out of the venue to observe the army.

After the formation of the army, in the majestic silence, they paid attention to Roland's position.The officer leading the team strode forward and reported loudly to Roland on the viewing stand:
"Comrade People's Commissar, the First Front Army of the Guards, the formation is complete, please review!
"Commander of the parade, Werner Negri!"

Roland took a deep breath.He turned his head slightly, looked at Griffith at the side, and then said to the army ahead:
"Military parade, start."

"Woo-"

The deep trumpets echoed over Sevastro, rushing toward the world like a tidal wave.

Everyone said silently in their hearts:

"The war with the senate and wizards for the world,

"here we go."

(End of this chapter)