Emperor’s Battlefield: I, Zhu Houzhao, like to push horizontally

Chapter 145 There is no absolute fairness in the world

A century of chaos!
Zhu Houzhao was refreshed.

Zhu Houzhao had heard about this battle a long time ago.

It is said that there are many masters who have achieved excellent results in the chaos, obtained amazing luck points, and their strength has soared, reaching the requirements of the Ascension Battle.

Of course, reaching strength is one thing, whether it can survive the battle of ascension is another matter.

"Uncle Shihuang, what will this big brawl look like?"

Zhu Houzhao asked the First Emperor immediately.

After all, he is the team leader and the first person to join the group, and he can also communicate with other team leaders. If he doesn't know, then no one will.

Others are also looking forward to hearing what they know about this model.

This mode is different from the welfare battlefield. If you want to enter, you can enter. If you don't want to, don't enter.

Everyone must enter the Hundred Years Brawl. If you choose to refuse, you will be directly judged to have failed.

What's the punishment?No one knows, and no one can guarantee whether their little bit of luck will be enough to punish them for failure.

It is estimated that the only one in the group who has this confidence is Zhu Houzhao.

Especially Zhao Kuangyin, he now has one foot on the threshold of being eliminated. Regardless of whether others go or not, he will definitely enter the big fight.

So he was very anxious.

"Yes, His Majesty the First Emperor, if you don't know anything about this, please tell me quickly."

The first emperor was silent.

He was a little confused as to why his subordinates thought he was Bai Xiaosheng.

It is true that he is the group leader, it is true that he communicates with other groups, and it is true that he was the first to join the group.

But the problem is, the team leader is not omnipotent.

In the group leader group, except for items trading and exchanges, few people usually talk. How could he know so many things?

Although he was the first to join the group, it only lasted for more than ten years. This kind of big fight mode happens every 1 years. He only knows a small fight every 50 years and a big fight every 50 years. What specific mode does he really know? have no idea.

"I really don't know about this. I have never experienced it. You guys wait a minute and I'll ask..."

Time passed anxiously as everyone waited. About half an hour later, the First Emperor turned back.

"I found out something!"

Everyone was refreshed and kept quiet, quietly listening to the First Emperor's story.

"There are two modes in total for the Grand Chaos. In one mode, all emperors enter the battlefield and are evenly divided into several representative forces to engage in crazy battles."

"In this mode, the lower the strength of the emperor, the less power he has to act. He can only act according to orders. You are not even as good as a big soldier."

"It is said that the small brawls 50 years ago were based on this model. The last big boss who ascended rose from the small brawls."

Zhu Houzhao frowned.

From the First Emperor's narration, he understood the first model.

To put it bluntly, it means to equally distribute all the imperial forces, form several alliances of different forces, and then fight for them.

If you want to gain a position in the alliance, you must be strong, otherwise you will become cannon fodder.

To be honest, Zhu Houzhao doesn't like this model. It's too restrictive.

They are all aloof emperors. Whoever is willing to obey the orders of others will definitely become a mess.

Seeing that no one expressed their thoughts, the First Emperor continued: "In addition to this model, there is another relatively fair model."

"fair?"

Zhao Kuangyin's eyes lit up.

If it were the first mode, he would be destined to be cannon fodder if he entered like this.

"Yes, it is a relatively fair model."

The First Emperor affirmed.Zhu Houzhao didn't quite believe it.

How can there be absolute fairness in the world?Fairness to the weak is injustice to the strong. The Imperial battlefield is not a weak one, so you are justified.

Strength is king here. If you have strength here, you will be respected by thousands of people. If you don't have strength, you will be worse than a dog.

Therefore, Zhu Houzhao remains skeptical about this fair model.

"It is said that this relatively fair model was there from the beginning, and the one I just mentioned was added later. The two alternate with each other."

"In this model, all emperors appear alone in a certain world without any troops. They give you a primitive tribe and let you lead the development of this tribe. At the same time, you compete with other emperors or tribes to unify the entire planet. , for the final winner.”

"That's why I say this model is relatively fair, because you won't be a substitute for the power of the emperor's battlefield. Even the emperor himself is injected with his soul."

"This kind of battle spans not a few years, but hundreds, or even thousands of years. If it were to enter in the physical body, the emperors of some races would not survive that long at all."

"And more importantly, all the emperor's talents will be sealed to prevent those emperors with heaven-defying attack talents from using their talents to break the balance."

Zhu Houzhao curled his lips.

What bullshit is relatively fair? This is the greatest injustice to an emperor of his strength.

"Haha, good good!"

Zhu Houzhao was dissatisfied with this, but Zhao Kuangyin and Liu Bang were very happy.

This model is simply too friendly for emperors with low strength like them.

In this way, everyone has entered the same starting line, and whether they can rise in the future depends entirely on their own abilities.

"You two, don't be too happy. This seemingly fair model is actually more challenging for the emperor."

Seeing that the two of them were extremely happy, Zhu Houzhao spoke angrily.

"Um, little brother Zhu, is there anything in this?"

Zhao Kuangyin felt nervous and quickly asked Zhu Houzhao carefully.

Several others were also curious as to how this model, which they considered relatively fair, could be challenging.

They are all emperors, and they manage such a large country well. How could a small tribe not develop?

"Do you know how to farm? Do you know which herbs can cure which diseases? Do you know how to catch more prey when hunting with stone sticks?"

"If I'm not mistaken, for the sake of absolute fairness, those tribesmen probably don't understand anything and are starving or suffering from disasters, waiting for us to rescue them."

"How many of the ancient emperors rose from the grassroots? Most of them were children of nobles. There are a few who understand this."

"Let alone letting them lead a primitive tribe. It is unknown whether they can survive in the wilderness without the weapons on them and throwing a stick."

"Maybe some emperors know a lot, but our status has always been just the decision-makers. We only talk, and the people below are the ones who really do the work."

"Theory is always theory. If you only understand theory without practice, there is no difference between it and incompetence."

"If you put grass and rice together in front of him, it's unknown whether he can tell them apart. Some emperors who have been pampered since childhood can't even put on clothes and don't know how to wipe their buttocks."

"For this type of emperor, this is not fair. This is directly forcing him to die."

Zhu Houzhao's continuous words made everyone fall silent.

It seems that this mode is really not as simple as imagined.

Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s just talk about farming.

They know what to plant in what season, but they don’t know how to fertilize, how to till, or how deep to dig the soil.

A few people did open up fields in the palace to encourage farming in the spring, but it was just a pretense. After the day, they were thrown aside and left to the people below to clean up. They only had to make another trip during the harvest.

Now that I have to practice it myself, a few people are really numb.

Looking at the silent group, Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said: "Everyone, listen to my advice. While there are still three days left, go back and find an old farmer to learn more. But don't take the lead before the tribe has developed. starving."

"Like medical books, and how to use primitive tools to make weapons, you can learn as much as you can."

(End of this chapter)