My name is Ren

Chapter 668 Humans have many instincts, such as eating and drinking, breathing, and lying

After nearly a year, people finally realized the convenience of trains. A large amount of private capital poured into this area, and the train orders of the Imperial Capital Research Institute were almost exploding.If it weren't for the fact that the Imperial Capital Research Institute itself is not a commercial organization, the dean might have ordered a group of alchemists to throw off their arms and start building cars.

The current train has basically been finalized, and even if there is progress in the future, it may not be a breakthrough.

The emergence of magic power furnaces is still too short. It can even be said that alchemists have not thoroughly studied this thing, let alone breakthrough inventions and innovations.Therefore, many researchers began to leave this project and devote themselves to other projects that require manpower and material resources.Without enough manpower, even if the dean wants to increase the production speed, it may be impossible.

He can't restrain those senior researchers to put down their work to produce magic power furnaces and assemble locomotives to make money, right?Doing that would cause riots among the researchers of the research institute. This group of top "scientists" from various industries can stay quietly in the Imperial Research Institute to conduct research, except that the research institute gathers most of the top scholars who can provide each other with the necessary Help, but also because of the atmosphere and the full funding.

Asking them to put down their own research and engage in "income generation" is really impatient!
The slowly increasing number of trains has brought about a huge change in the life of the Desi people. In the past, it took about six to ten days to travel from the imperial capital to the Western Front, depending on the weather, mounts, and the number of people on the road.But since there is a train, it only takes about 30 hours from the imperial capital to the west line!A large number of soldiers assembled from all provinces of the empire towards the western front by train, and the passengers on the road felt a solemn atmosphere.

Since the death of Emperor Orlando V, the two subsequent emperors of the Orlando family have never personally led troops to fight no matter what the situation encountered.This is one of the things that a lot of Desi people dislike about them, especially Pars.

In fact, there is not much difference between the Desi people and those barbarians, but the Desi people put on a coat called civilization to make themselves look like a gentleman.But inside this cloak called civilization, it is still full of bloodthirsty instincts and impulses.For war, for bloodshed, Desi people have a kind of love from primitive instinct.

Every time we pass through a stop, we can hear the cheers of people, and gradually the soldiers who had no confidence in their hearts gradually gained confidence.With so many people behind them and loving them, they have no reason or excuse to lose this war.

If you can't win, then go all out.

On the first day Renn arrived at the front line, the people of the Great Chief Full Moon sent a message.

"Let me choose the time and place?" His Majesty Ren, the emperor in uniform, is obviously more respected and supported by the soldiers here, and Ren understands this very well.Facing countless scorching gazes, Ren raised his chin slightly, and he looked at the messenger from the full moon as if he were looking at a dog.He raised his wrist arrogantly, stretched out his finger and hooked it, and the lion on the western front immediately stood a little closer.

"Cut off his ears and nose and throw him out!"

The envoy who stood and never knelt down suddenly trembled, his lips began to tremble, and he shouted loudly with a trembling voice, "You can't do this, you can't do this! No one has ever humiliated each other so much in a battle. Messenger!"

The full moon is a completely different social system from the Desi Empire and the Byron Empire. In the full moon, in addition to maintaining enough population for grazing and farming, other civilians will become slaves after being deleted and elected, and then officially Sell ​​to the Byron Empire and Federation.In the past, they also exported slaves to the Orlando Empire, but as the friction between the two sides gradually heated up, the chief stopped this phenomenon from happening.

The despicable desi tend to buy large numbers of full moon slaves and turn them into soldiers in a blink of an eye to use in the battle against the full moon.The great chief soon understood how stupid it was to sell slaves to the Orlando Empire, so now there are hardly many sandmans in the Desi Empire.

The desert empire of the full moon is like the most primitive forest, the useful ones are kept, and the useless ones are all disposed of.If the emissary had his nose and ears cut off, he would forever be evidence of Wren's humiliation of the warchief.With the style of the great chief, he would never leave such a guy in front of his eyes every day. The best result waiting for him is to become a slave trader and go to a farther place, but the biggest possibility is death.

The great chief needs to eliminate this carrier of humiliation, so the only way is to burn him to death, or chop him into meat paste!

"Your Majesty!" Sarov couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, humiliating the other party's envoy is not something a wise monarch should do. You should forgive him for his stupidity very generously, so that you can show your strength." tolerance."

Sarov is a good man, a good old man, and he has no airs at all. If Rennes hadn't arrived at the front line, he would still be wearing linen clothes that civilians would wear, walking on the streets of the fortress in straw sandals, and chatting with the soldiers and civilians around him. say hello.He doesn't look like an aristocrat at all, he is a different kind of aristocrat, but this guy is actually loved by everyone.

Even his enemies have a lot of appreciation for him.

Ren glanced at him, "I don't need to respect any sand man, even if that person is the great chief." He said, turning his head and looking at the soldier aside, "Cut off his ears, nose and scalp, and tell him , and a decisive battle will be held fifty miles west of the city in three days' time."

Sarov knew that what he said might cause the new emperor's displeasure, so he could only retreat to his original position and shut his mouth.The soldiers didn't have the guts of Sarov. They dragged the envoy, who was already paralyzed by fear, to the door, and cut off his nose, ears, and scalp amidst his miserable howls, and then Send him out of the city.

At this time, the guy who was called a hyena by the full moon people stood up among the seven heroes on the western front. He was not tall and not strong, but his name had a great reputation on the western front and the full moon people.He is like a hyena wandering around in the desert, sinister, cunning and cruel.He seldom leads soldiers to fight the enemy head-on, and often chooses unimaginable ways to influence the situation of the war.

What he is best at is poisoning!

Poisonous smoke, poisonous water, poisonous fire, poisonous sand... as long as it is a fighting method that can be mixed with poison, they are the props he is most familiar with.He once created an astonishing record of no more than 200 casualties in the three-day defense of the city, and behind this record, thousands of full moon sandman died in the desert where he poured venom—the temperature in the desert during the day will be lower As it rises suddenly, the venom seeping into the ground will gradually be evaporated bit by bit, and the evaporated water vapor is mixed with highly poisonous poison.

"Your Majesty, I don't think it's the right choice to make it clear that the formation of chariots and horses to fight against the people of the full moon is the right choice. We all know that in the desert we lack enough mounts to cope with the desert terrain. The sand barbarians who have lived in the desert since childhood occupy a very large Even if we bring out the most elite team, I am afraid that they will not be the opponent of Shaman."

This is a very correct sentence. A decisive battle with the opponent at the opponent's home court is definitely not a choice that a smart emperor might make.

Ren didn't blame him for refuting his opinion, he just smiled and asked: "Is there anyone who stipulates that I have to go to that place to fight a group of beasts living in the desert in three days?"

While the eyes of many generals brightened, they also had an intuitive understanding of the thickness of the newly enthroned emperor's skin.

He is the emperor!

An emperor of an empire can brazenly admit that he is lying. What kind of mentality and will is supporting him?Did he not even want the most basic virtues of being an emperor?But I don't know why, when I heard Renn say this, these guys always felt an inexplicable refreshment in their hearts.

At this time, most of the generals on the western front gathered here. Renn lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers, and the room suddenly became silent.

"If it's a small-scale war, I think I can command it, but this kind of large-scale war, I can't do anything. I don't have any interest in commanding the battle after three days, so you need to choose a commander. .In addition, I think we can take advantage of the opportunity of the full moon people to be fooled, and secretly give them a hard time."

"Do you know where the golden account is?"

At this time, even Losaf, a good old man, squinted his eyes and laughed.

Soon the great chief's envoy returned to the vicinity of the golden tent under the desperation and escort of the Desi people. The moment the full moon saw him, the chief full moon smashed the gold wine glass in his hand, hitting the envoy's eyebrows There, blood splattered.

He didn't even dare to scream, didn't even dare to wipe the blood hanging from his eyes that blocked his sight, and fell deeply on the ground.

"Damn guy, why are you coming back? Do you want me to see and feel the humiliation from that little emperor over there?", a barbaric society cannot breed civilized politeness and calmness.In this barbaric society and extremely cruel system, irritability has almost become a character that everyone has.His chest heaved violently, and he could imagine the Desi emperor in the fortress over there laughing at him.

"Say, did that idiot agree?"

The envoy lowered his head even lower, and his whole body was trembling, "He promised, three days later, a decisive battle will be held fifty miles west of the fortress!"

The great chief calmed down a bit when he heard this answer, and waved his hand impatiently, "Drag out and kill the dog!"

(End of this chapter)