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The nobles, on the other hand, could launch an uprising almost immediately and pacify the country within a few years if they simply wanted to change the emperor.

Because it's still those bureaucrats in charge, those nobles, and those generals. They even have the talent and officials accumulated over several generations—but these are things that Talulah doesn't have. And would Talulah dare to use the talent that Kosichite has?

"Therefore, Witt, my friend, our greatest threat has never been in the north, but right here in Saint-Germain Castle. Besides, once I have cleansed up the court, it is not certain who will live and who will die."

"Your Majesty, but... they are ultimately going to..."

"I know. If they want Ursus, let that little girl and that man come to me and take it themselves!"

"The people of Ursus have always believed only in the strength they possess. No amount of talk will change that. If she truly believes her ideals are the future of Ursus, then let her come to me openly and honestly to claim them. If her army can march to my palace, then no matter how ridiculous her ideals may seem, they are the true future of Ursus. If she can't, then no matter how eloquent her words are, they are nothing but empty rhetoric!"

The emperor stood up. "Similarly, if I cannot eliminate those nobles, I am nothing more than a vase in the deep palace. This Ursus is not mine to own, so I have no complaints even if someone takes it."

"Now we'll see whether she reaches Saint-Germain Castle first, or I'll be sent to the guillotine by the nobles first. And once I successfully purge the old party, the next one will be that little girl. I think she knows this very well."

"Your Majesty, are you really willing to part with this crown?"

"If I'm willing to part with this scepter, what else could I be unwilling to give up?" The emperor was prepared for a high-stakes gamble. "If I lose, you will escort my son to the snowy plains..."

"Your Majesty!" Witte was shocked. This meant that he would offer up the crown and scepter to those people in the north, giving them a legitimacy, an excuse, and a legitimate reason to sweep away the feudal lords of the six kingdoms.

"It's better to give this empire to a dragon than to let those useless people ruin it. This land has never shown mercy to the weak."

"I understand." Since the emperor has even made arrangements for his own funeral, it means he is truly preparing to begin taking action step by step.

Moreover, they were prepared to accept that if Ursus couldn't be rebuilt, then let the dragons of the north destroy it and build a new Ursus on the ruins.

Chapter Sixty: The Yellow Sands of Kazdel

Chapter 60

Kazdel, or Longnan Wasteland, are essentially the same thing. The demons claim this as their territory, and no one objects to the name Kazdel, because it is indeed a wasteland, and a completely different kind of wilderness from Ursus.

Kazdel has a standard temperate continental climate, neither as cold and rainy as Ursus, nor as humid and warm as the temperate maritime climate of Iberia.

The climate here is characterized by drought and heat, and can be further subdivided into alternating temperate desert and temperate grassland.

The northern part, being far from the ocean and pressured by continental air masses from the south of Ursus, is generally a temperate desert environment, hot and with little rain. The surface vegetation consists mainly of cold-resistant shrubs and plants similar to poplar trees.

However, due to the effects of the Originium disaster, which can not even be called a "disaster", there are oases of all sizes.

The southern part is mainly temperate grassland climate. Warm and humid air currents from the south clash with cold air masses, resulting in a less pronounced rainy season. The area is relatively lush with vegetation, making it suitable for living and grazing.

However, regardless of which one it is, both are in a state of hot summers and cold winters due to the alternation of cold and warm air currents from the north and south.

As a result, the Sarkaz people split into two main factions, one in the north and one in the south. The Terrans called the Sarkaz "Demons" and considered them an independent race. The Sarkaz people, on the other hand, have always fought and tried to achieve national independence in the name of the Kingdom of Kazdel.

However, just as Kazdel is not a real country, the Sarkaz is not a real people. More accurately, the Sarkaz or Tikkaz refers to a tribe that was driven from the southern grasslands to the northern desert after losing a battle.

After merging with the original Sarkaz tribe in the north, the new tribe was formed. Because survival in the desert was difficult, under the leadership of the first Demon King, they began to plunder the surrounding countries. With their innate talent for Originium Arts and the rich Originium resources of the desert, the number of infected people was large. As they gradually made a name for themselves, they were also gradually called "Demons".

The Sarkaz in the south are quite different. Survival is relatively easy for them. Compared to mercenaries and war, they are more adept at production, herding, and trading. They are also relatively more moderate and less aggressive.

The civil war between Theresia and Theresis was essentially a conflict between South Kazdel and North Kazdel. Theresia represented the Sarkaz tribes on the plains, while Theresis represented the Sarkaz tribes in the northern deserts. The conflict between the two sides was almost irreconcilable.

One called for the unity of all Sarkaz tribes, to supply the brave and warlike north with the manpower and resources of the south, to unify the entire Kazdel by force, and to seek the independence of the entire nation.

The other, while also demanding the unity of all tribes, established its center in the south, abandoned mercenaries, and built a unified regime with the southern Sarkaz as its core.

From this perspective, the Queen and the Regent share the same goal: to unify the country and unite the tribes.

Their paths are completely opposite, and the core they focus on is also completely opposite.

The Queen's attempt to eliminate the North-South conflict by focusing on the South and allowing the exiled infected or Sarkaz to return home was undoubtedly what the people wanted and received the support of most of the lower classes.

After all, nobody likes to live a life of hardship in the desert, and conversely, neither the nobles of the north nor the south supported her.

Because the arrival of the northerners would inevitably occupy their pastures, and the northern nobles were unwilling to be subservient to others, this was the basis for the regent's rule.

The Regent's greatest weakness is that if he builds an army with the Yankees as the core and strives for unification by force, he will inevitably need to rely on the northern nobles to eliminate the weaker southern powers, use their wealth and resources to support the army, and at the same time plunder his southern kin.

This forced the Southern nobles to side with the Queen, while the lower classes were not fond of his plan. This was the cause of the civil war, or rather, the force behind it that has lingered to this day.

The two demon kings are merely representatives of two interest groups or camps pushed to the forefront.

Now both demon kings are out in the open: the queen committed suicide for some reason, and the regent was killed by an assassin.

It can be said that Kazdel has completely lost its unified legal basis, and the various noble kings, chieftains and tribal patriarchs have quickly returned to their original forms.

Ultimately, this nation, like the Mongols, is essentially a nation forcibly created by power.

Once this binding force is gone, you belong to this tribe, he belongs to that tribe, and you are not a single nation, or you have never formed a true "nation" that is a level higher than the tribal people.

So, the current state of Kazdel is one of mutual attacks and fierce battles over water sources, oases, and grasslands, which is also what the nations are happy to see. All of Theresis's governing habits have faded with time, and all his ambitions, without a true demon king to rely on and hope for, are bound to succumb to the reality of water and grass problems.

No one could unite the Sarkaz tribes, relocate them, engage in production, and support everyone through commerce and light industry.

Similarly, no one could unite the Sarkaz tribes into an unstoppable force to quell conflicts through external plunder.

Without sufficient new sources of profit, conflicts over the distribution of existing benefits will quickly escalate. Even villages in modern society can fight to the death over water, and for the sake of abundant water and pasture, the rapid division and civil war within the Sarkaz tribe is undoubtedly inevitable.

"I thought Ursus was already a desolate wasteland, but I never imagined Kazdel would be even worse than Ursus..."

"Hmm, the location is not bad, but the water source is a bit difficult to deal with. However, it's not too serious." Xia Lin stood on the top of the bridge of the Aretosha, looking at the surrounding desert and sparse, withered meadows.

"Where is that Sarkaz nobleman who was supposed to contact us? Weren't we supposed to meet here?"

The landship was moving slowly, searching for a place to set up camp. This godforsaken place was so hot during the day that it could kill you, and so cold at night that it could kill you. In the summer, it seemed to evaporate all the moisture on the ground, while in the winter, it was the opposite. In the face of the white blizzard, both humans and animals would die. It was more like hell than Ursus.

Theresa's political legacy, or rather, the Doctor's political legacy, is not enough to make the other party directly agree to allow foreign forces to enter Kazdel, but it is enough to agree to a cooperation with an agricultural and livestock group.

Of course, the main reason the other side relaxed their tone was that the Kazdel civil war, which had been going on for thousands of years, had lost the Demon King's leadership, and Old Xia also needed a relatively stable environment to take the first step.

Otherwise, let alone planting crops, it would be ridiculous if hordes of Sarkaz raiders appeared every few days before the seeds were even sown.

If the land of Ursus has no place to pity the weak, then the land of Sarkaz has no place for the weak to survive.

"Hmm, someone's coming!" A figure appeared in the distance. The black-haired Sarkaz swordsman tightly hugged the scaled beast's neck until he saw the steel monster in front of him and then breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Aretosha's front gate closed, and the swordsman dismounted, looking somewhat weak. "Deliver the letter," the taciturn swordsman said, taking a letter from his belt. His body was covered in traces of Originium magic and battle.

"What happened?" Mudrock asked in a muffled voice from behind his mask. This time, apart from a portion of the Yeti Squad, Old Xia's entire crew for the Kazdel operation consisted of Sarkaz.

After all, employing a large number of locals can reduce a lot of trouble and is less likely to arouse resentment from the lower classes.

"Yes, the one who contacted us... is dead, killed by his own men. His tribe was attacked by enemies and has now fled to the nearest oasis, demanding that we fulfill our obligations as allies and help them deal with their pursuers."

"Oh—" Mudrock wasn't really concerned about this matter; her energy and attention were more focused on the soil, and the soil was her only friend.

"Shall we make a move, boss? Blow these guys up, and this land is yours..."

W tossed the bomb in her hand. Since killing Theresis, she seemed much more cheerful, without the faint gloom she used to have.

A die-hard fan, a fan of Kal'tsit, and a fan of the Queen, Lao Xia now understands why Kal'tsit said that the real W is completely different from how she appears.

"No, we're going to rescue them according to the agreement..." Old Xia came to expand the agricultural base and trade.

In other words, the first thing to do in business is to establish credibility. Agreements and contracts are written in a certain way and must be fulfilled accordingly. Any advantage gained now will lead to trouble and losses in the future.

Moreover, if everyone is killed, who will farm the land? The Aretosha set sail again, heading towards the location indicated in the letter. It wasn't far, near an oasis.

The royal tent was ablaze. The chieftain had died in the previous raid, and the heir, the young prince, had just been hacked to death. Sarkaz warriors from another tribe were looting, setting fires, and felling all the men and children taller than a cartwheel to the ground.

The children were the future slaves, and the women were the future population of the tribe. No one would kill them; instead, they were all locked in a small room, crammed full.

The raiders happily brought out all sorts of gold, silver, bronze, jewels, and fine clothes. Each person was wrapped in spoils, and a human head or finger representing martial arts skills hung from their waist.

This was a resounding victory, and such plundering and war were commonplace in the land of Sarkaz.

It's all because these unfortunate knights all died in the previous civil war.

In Kazdel, weakness itself is a sin; they must rely on drinking blood to survive. Now, without even the strict regent to restrain them, the pardoners and the regent's enforcement team have vanished without a trace in an explosion.

Kazdel's new order has failed in every sense; it is merely a return to the old order of the past millennia.

Until the ground began to shake, the Sarkaz mercenaries and employees who had come with Old Xia were not so sentimental. The conservative ones among them saw themselves as warriors of the new tribe, while the more open-minded ones did not consider themselves to be on the same side as these raiders.

Just as these raiders slaughtered tribesmen and plundered people and wealth, these Sarkaz warriors who came with Old Xia did not mind slaughtering these people. The annexation and war between tribes was just that natural. It was just a part of Sarkaz life. There was nothing to fuss about. In fact, they were quite comfortable with it!

The landship hurtled towards them, billowing with dust. This was the moment when the raiders were least alert. They were laden with bags and valuables, and even the sentries joined in the looting. No one noticed the dust, or if they did, they didn't care. The frequency of sandstorms in Kazdel was neither high nor low.

When the first person realized something was wrong, they didn't even have enough time to abandon their spoils, mount their pack animals, and run away. Besides, it's hard to part with wealth; who would willingly give up spoils earned through bloodshed?

As their leader drew his scimitar and angrily slashed down several men, forcing everyone to abandon their spoils, Aretosha's speed had slowed, and the front hatch opened.

In the battle of Terra, there is no need to worry about the front being suppressed, because the enemy does not have strong long-range firepower, and their naval guns are not to be underestimated. To expect to engage in a firefight with the massive naval guns from a high position is suicidal for infantry or conventional lightly armed troops.

"Hurrah!" Perhaps because they had been in the snowfield for too long, these Sarkaz warriors had also learned the Ursus war cry. They were not riding the traditional Sarkaz camel, but the warhorses bred by Old Xia.

It must be said that mechanized forces are not the standard solution for all battles; in some situations, outdated equipment and troops can also play a better role.

For example, at this time, it is not suitable to deploy the Titans and other armored vehicles in the rear hangar, because there are not many of them. Once these people are scattered into several groups and escape, they will be difficult to catch, and it is also inconvenient to use artillery to bomb them.

How big is the royal tent of a nomadic tribe? Old Xia's ship-mounted Originium Cannon fired a tower-type Dragon Flame Bullet, and civilians, enemies, and spoils were all wiped out. This is what you call a losing proposition.

Moreover, while they were cavalry, no one had ever said that Xia's cavalry were traditional cavalry. When faced with the enemy charging at them on warhorses more commonly found in Kazimir, these Sarkaz raiders were not intimidated at all.

If the enemy doesn't send out any ground troops, then they will be outmatched by artillery shells and war spells, whether they have two legs or four. But if they do send out ground troops, especially cavalry, then once they are all entangled, crossbow bolts, spells, and artillery shells will not fall on their heads.

However, when the Sarkaz cavalry charged close, the raider leader, who had finally managed to get his men to drop their spoils, pick up their weapons, and mount their pack animals in preparation for battle, was left with only one thought: "I don't know if this is good enough."

He wasn't unfamiliar with Kazimierz knights; he even possessed Kazimierz knight armor in his collection. But... he had absolutely never seen a horse that looked like this...

Its shoulders were covered with bone plates, and its four legs were long and sturdy with hooves as big as bowls. Its back, when standing normally, was almost as tall as a Sarkaz strongman. It was basically a four-legged chariot, and this chariot was also covered with a vest made of lightweight polymer plates.

The foam-like polymer is lightweight and sturdy, and is particularly good at blocking long-range attacks. It is a standard lightweight bulletproof material that cannot be penetrated by ordinary armor-piercing crossbow bolts. Even if it can penetrate, it will at most cause these vigorous warhorses some pain, which will only stimulate their ferocity.

"Retreat! Retreat!" If it were a horse, it would be fine, but when they saw what the person on horseback was holding, all the looters felt their scalps tingle—wasn't that a musket used by the Victoria Guard? The level of accuracy is really high!

By loading synthetic jade components and wielding them with Originium Arts that are less demanding than those required for a staff, a powerful piercing attack can be created over short distances.

Strictly speaking, it can even perform long-range charged attacks, and is a standard weapon of Victoria's steam knights and guards.

This batch of standard equipment is an additional investment by the Swire family and is part of Victoria's "arms dismantling" program.

Of course, due to Lao Xia's requirements and to avoid risks, the synthetic jade components and the sealed cannon barrel were removed. However, these two parts were not difficult to make, especially the latter.

However, without key components, it is indeed a scrapped weapon. Even if you dragged Queen Victoria here, she couldn't say it was a complete military piece of equipment; you can't put the blame on the tiger's head.

Old Xia made sweeping modifications to it. The biggest difference was that the original Originium booster was replaced by the Talulah booster, and the cannon barrel was also modified so that it could be loaded with 4 high-explosive shells and 2 armor-piercing shells.

"Whoosh!" Feeling the vibration of the gun in his hand, the young Sarkaz warlock exclaimed joyfully, "Boss, this is much more powerful than a staff!"

"Shut up, anyone who falls off their horse will have to go back and get whipped!" Grabbing the reins, man and horse became one, followed by a burst of gunfire and cannon fire, a four-round barrage, plus a round of pressurized armor-piercing cannon fire, then the cannon barrels were sealed, the folding gun blades were unfolded, and they stepped directly into the camp.

The other side's act of imprisoning women and children was a great help; everyone standing in the camp was an enemy, and everyone carrying a weapon was also an enemy.