Rose Empire

Volume 56: Chapter Recommend a book

The Queen's Disqualification

After traveling through time, a desperate girl stumbled into selling alcohol, hoping to earn some starting capital and then stop, but before she knew it, she became the most beautiful courtesan, and half of the ladies and rich girls in the city had already fallen for her, and the other half were lining up...

In short, this is a novel with a high concentration of orange flavor, and the heroine is a bitch, even a "gatekeeper" in the true sense. If you can't accept it, just avoid it~

Volume 57: Chapter 49 Chapter Dispatching troops and fighting

Black Wolf could not immediately conjure up one or two hundred fierce wolf warriors for Charlotte, so Charlotte considered it over and over again and decided to use some favors. She wrote a letter to Philip Mellerfield, Earl of Quick Forest, and her father, Jose Mellerfield.

In the letter, Charlotte said that the Viscount Lanwan's territory had been invaded by more than 10,000 mountain people, which was extremely annoying, so she wanted to borrow dozens of knights to help her territory survive the winter.

While borrowing troops, Charlotte asked the knights in the territory to prepare and stand by, and sent out giant eagles to fly over the middle line of Lanwan Isthmus for scouts. The last time Charlotte sent people to the Green Plains Principality to purchase food, she asked them to bring back three giant eagles from the riverside castle. Usually they were used to send letters to her, but now they were used as sentinels in three shifts.

Just as Charlotte was preparing for war, Ambratu also sent out troops.

Antanas sat on his majestic warhorse, full of vigor and vitality.

Not long ago, Antanas, through his excellent eloquence and an ingenious tactical plan, persuaded the Citizens' Assembly to give him the greatest command authority.

Antanas recruited 7,000 citizen soldiers, including 1,000 extraordinary people, which was almost all the war force that Ambratu could mobilize at the moment. In addition, he forced the Council of Elders to help him hire a mercenary army.

This mercenary group consisted of 300 extraordinary people from Borucocha, a city-state in the south of Antanas. This mercenary group was not cheap. In fact, the money provided by the Council of Elders was not enough. He almost emptied his savings of half a lifetime to fill the gap.

Is it worth paying out of pocket?

For Antanas, this was a no-brainer.

If he could defeat the Ambratu people's two hundred years of trouble in one battle, then Antanas would be the undisputed hero of the Ambratu city-state, and his prestige would reach an unprecedented height. By then, even if he proclaimed himself the dictator of the city-state, he would probably have the support of quite a few people in the citizens' assembly. Compared with such a generous reward, a mere little money was insignificant.

"Have all the mercenaries arrived?" Antanas asked Zaryus, who was serving as his assistant.

“We’re all here,” Zaryusu nodded, but then he showed a hesitant look, “But…”

"But what?" asked Antanas.

"The citizen militia seems to be a little slow in gathering," said Zaryusu.

"Citizen militia?" Antanas repeated in surprise.

"Yes, only about half of the conscripted citizen militia has been assembled. John has gone to urge them, but he has not returned yet."

Antanas frowned. He was originally worried that the mercenaries would not fight seriously, but he did not expect that the problem came from the citizen militia.

"Please tell me why you want me to fight again! Do you know that I have only been home for two months!"

A young man yelled at John Rice with red eyes.

"I know, but...but this is the decision of the Citizens' Assembly." John Rice tried to comfort the young man in a calm tone, but unfortunately this comfort obviously had no effect.

The young man spat: "Citizens' Assembly, Citizens' Assembly, bullshit Citizens' Assembly."

"You are also a citizen. You shouldn't say this about the Citizens' Assembly..."

"Am I wrong? What does the Citizens' Assembly do?" The young man interrupted John Rice irritably. "Besides deciding to go to war on a whim and then spending a few years regretting it, what else can they do? Uncle John, tell me, how long did the Citizens' Assembly take to decide to start this war? Was it a quarter of an hour?"

John Rice didn't dare meet the young man's questioning eyes.

The young man's name was Avery. John Rice and his father were old friends. John Rice knew very well what Avery had experienced over the years.

Initially, because the city-state of Ambratu was far away from Philippines, the Aye Alliance did not forcibly conscript the Ambratu citizen militia to participate in the war. Instead, it asked the Ambratu Citizens' Assembly for its opinion. At the instigation of an elder who advocated war, the Ambratu Citizens' Assembly enthusiastically decided to send the citizen militia to participate in the war.

Five years ago, Avery, who had just awakened to become a one-winged sorcerer, was conscripted to the front line of the Aiye Alliance to fight in the war between the two alliances. Originally, he only needed to serve on the front line for one year. However, in the second year, the Citizen Assembly suddenly became tired of the losses caused by the years of war, so they started to argue and delayed the dispatch of citizen soldiers to replace Avery and others, causing Avery's group of citizen soldiers to serve for an extra year.

Three years ago, the war on the front line of the Aiye Alliance suddenly became fierce. Although the Ambratu Citizens' Assembly was tired of the war, it was obviously not something that could be joined or left at will. Avery, who had just returned home for more than a month, was called up to the battlefield again.

Last year, not long after Avery returned home, the Aiye Alliance suffered a great defeat on the front line. The Ambratu Citizens Assembly was recruiting soldiers for the front line again. Avery's brother happened to replace him on the battlefield. Avery was worried about his brother's safety and did not refuse the call. He went to the battlefield again, but unfortunately his brother died in the battle.

In five years, Avery has spent less than five months resting at home.

Due to the impulsive decision of the Citizens' Assembly, there are many young people who have similar experiences as Avery, especially young extraordinary citizens. They are few in number, but they are the main force of the war and participate in the war most frequently. However, what makes them disappointed is that they have not received the due rewards and honors for their bloody battles. On the contrary, the Citizens' Assembly has been complaining for years that the war of the alliance has brought too heavy a burden to the city-state. They refused to commend the citizen soldiers who withdrew from the front line, but agreed to the request of the Council of Elders and deducted their allowances.

How can Avery and others muster the enthusiasm to join the war?

Although he could understand it in his heart, John Rice sighed and had to persuade them: "This time is different. If we can wipe out Little Sasini in one fell swoop, there will only be one city-state left on the south bank of Lan Bay, Ambratu. Our ships will no longer be blocked from entering and leaving Lan Bay, and Ambratu will regain the prosperity it had two hundred years ago. The people of Ambratu and our descendants will remember your achievements from generation to generation!"

Avery was finally persuaded. He took a deep breath, wiped his face, and said, "Okay, I will go to fight. I will not fight because of any merit or because of the order of the Citizens' Assembly, but because Ambratu has people like you who truly care about her."

Avery took out his weapons and armor, responded to Antanas's order, and went to the assembly.

However, there are still many young people like Avery, and John Rice has to go to their homes one by one to persuade them.

After learning about John Rice's situation, Antanas finally put aside his increasingly arrogant attitude as an elder, and went to the door in person, gently persuading the reluctant citizen soldiers to put on their armor as soon as possible, and even gave his horse to a transcendent who had experienced many wars.

After being an elder for a long time, Antanas gradually developed the mentality of being a member of the upper class of society, but at least now, Antanas understood that he must seize this only fleeting opportunity.

It took almost half a day for the citizen soldiers to finally gather together, and Antanas officially led his army to the battle.

But less than half a day had passed when it was getting dark. Antanas looked at the sky and did not let the army camp and rest, but ordered them to continue to move forward.

The main road from Ambratu to Little Sasini is along the narrow plain on the south bank of Lanwan. However, Antanas did not let everyone take this well-known road, but led the army into the Horse Head Mountain. The mountain road was rugged and even more difficult to walk in the dark. For a while, the soldiers complained, but Antanas moved forward unswervingly.

The primitive city-state democracy determined that Ambratus' military actions were always no secret. When Antanas was still trying to persuade the citizen soldiers to gather and set out, the news that Ambratus was going to send troops to attack Sassenia Minor reached Sassenia Minor.

In the meeting hall of the Little Sassini Elders' Council in the Weishan City, noisy and chaotic voices were heard one after another. All the elders of the Elders' Council and a large number of citizens who came after hearing the news gathered here.

"The Ambratu people are slandering us. We never ordered the execution of those twelve Ambratu captives!"

"That's right, the fodder won't kill you!"

"I think it was the Ambratu people who arranged to burn their own citizens at this moment! And then used this as an excuse to start a war!"

"Although the Ambratu people are shameless, they shouldn't be this bad, right?"

"No, I think the Ambratu people are just the thief crying thief!"

……

Finally, a young elder who was standing on the podium in the center of the meeting hall and presiding over the meeting raised his hand and shouted, "Everyone, everyone, please be quiet! We are not gathered here to condemn the shamelessness of the Ambratu people, but to discuss how to deal with the upcoming war!"

The meeting hall finally fell silent for a short while.

"We should immediately deploy defenses, seal the inner city gates, and have all capable people climb onto the city walls," suggested an elder.

"We shouldn't be so hasty to close the city gates. We should at least have a head-on battle with the Ambratu people." Someone immediately objected.

"Our military strength is inferior to that of the Ambratu people. If we want to fight them, it is best to send people to our motherland for help first." Someone else suggested.

The mother city that the Sassini people refer to is generally the city from which their ancestors moved, Sassini. Although Sassini is nominally an independent city-state and has long stopped paying taxes to Sassini, the two city-states have a historical blood relationship after all, so the relationship between the two sides has always been very close. Initially, the Sassini immigrants were able to forcibly seize most of the coastline on the south bank of Lan Bay from Ambratu thanks to the support of the Sassini city-state.

Therefore, now when there is a crisis, the little Sasini people think of asking Sasini for help.

However, someone else objected: "No, if we send someone to ask for help now, we don't know when the reinforcements will arrive."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"How do I know what to do?"

"You don't know what to do there to protest against something?"

"Why can't I object?"

……

The meeting hall suddenly became noisy again.

To put it bluntly, the current situation is that everyone is well aware of the internal emptiness of Little Sasini, and the arrival of the Ambratu army has made everyone panic.

Some people even suggested that the city gates could be opened and the Ambratu army could be allowed into the city to investigate. As long as they could prove that the twelve citizens of Ambratu were not burned to death by the Lesser Sassini, perhaps Ambratu would withdraw its troops.

Just when the young elder who was presiding over the meeting was at a loss in the face of the chaotic situation, there was a sudden creaking sound and the door of the meeting hall was pushed open.

A man of medium build walked in. He had dark skin, wrinkled face, gray hair, and even a slightly hunched shoulder. He was wearing coarse cloth and old leather armor covered with scars. He had a plain dagger stuck behind his waist. He looked like an ordinary veteran that could be seen everywhere on the battlefield.

However, this person's appearance attracted the attention of almost everyone in the meeting hall.

His old leather boots made a clacking sound on the floor of the meeting hall, and that sound seemed to be the drumbeat beating in the heart of everyone in the hall.

The hall suddenly became quiet, but a small flame seemed to be ignited in everyone's heart.

He walked with firm steps to the podium in the center of the meeting hall.

The young elder on the platform looked at the old and poor man in front of him and was so excited that he was a little incoherent: "Ah, Master Awa, you are back?"

"Yes." The man nodded, and then said, "Can you please let me take the podium?"

"Of course, please!"

The young elder gave up the pulpit as a matter of course, and even seemed a little afraid that the man would change his mind.

The man called Awa stood on the podium and said in a deep voice: "Citizens of Little Sassini, I already understand the situation, and I believe you also understand it."

"Citizens of Little Sasini, isn't it clear? We all know that we are innocent, but our enemies don't believe it! They don't want to believe it either. They just want to destroy us!"

"Citizens of Little Sasini! Now the enemy's spears are pointed at our throats. We can no longer argue or hesitate! On the battlefield, life and death can be decided in the blink of an eye. Do we have to wait until the enemy's spears pierce our throats before we decide how to resist, or even whether to resist?"

"Citizens! Citizens who love this city-state! If you are willing to shed your blood for little Sasini, then do not hesitate, go home, put on your armor, pick up your sword and shield!"

"Follow me! Let's cut off the heads of all invaders!"

The man drew the sword from his waist and pointed it in the direction of Ambratu.

"Roar!"

The citizens in the hall roared with excitement, and the roar flowed out of the Senate like a torrent.

PS: This book has 200,000 words, hehe, let’s celebrate~~~~

PS2: Recommend a book "What about the Heroine of the Reincarnation Game" by Orange Wenqun①6ba②伊77伊6

Volume 58: Chapter 50 Chapter Awa and the Wall of Fire

Apo, a citizen of Little Sassini who was deprived of all his property, has a very special name for the Little Sassini people.

Once upon a time, Little Sassini was just an ordinary small city-state on the Sokal Peninsula. Except for the mother city Sassini and Ambratu, who always regarded them as a thorn in the side, almost no one remembered this small city-state in the corner of the Sokal Peninsula.

Until a few decades ago, a young Sasini man led his friends out of this small city-state. They dyed their leather armor red with madder roots and called themselves the Red Armor Mercenaries.

That young man was the eighteen-year-old Apo. Since then, Apo has led his Red Armor Mercenaries to participate in hundreds of battles, big and small, and defeated countless powerful opponents. The Red Armor Mercenaries became famous on the Sokya Peninsula, and so did Little Sasini.

In the past, many city-states on the Sokya Peninsula did not know the existence of the Little Sasini. In order to avoid trouble when going out, or to cover up their inferiority, the Little Sasini simply called themselves Sasini.

Since then, the Little Sassenians changed their habits and began to introduce themselves as the Little Sassenians. When foreigners asked, "Where is Little Sassen?", they would laugh at their ignorance: "What? You don't even know Little Sassen? Apo is our Little Sassenians!"

One person, one city.

This is the Awa in the hearts of many little Sasini people.

It was not until three years ago that Awa responded to the call of the Senate and led the citizen militia of the Lesser Sassiani to the front line of the Aiye Alliance.

However, this expedition seemed to be the final chapter of Awa's military career.

The war between the Aiye League and the Delme League suddenly became fierce. The Aiye League's army suffered setbacks and was almost surrounded and killed by the enemy. In order to cover the main force of the alliance to withdraw from danger, Awa took the initiative to lead the Little Sassini citizen militia to cover the rear.

Five hundred citizen soldiers, including Apo, fought with the 20,000 main forces of the Delmo Alliance for a day and a night. In the end, only four people were captured, and the rest were all killed in the battle. Apo was seriously injured and unconscious and was also among the prisoners.

These 500 citizen soldiers were all extraordinary people, and they were all carefully selected veterans. They were all killed in one battle, and little Sasini was seriously injured.

The released Apo and his men returned to Little Sassini, but were greeted with the wrath of the Senate and the Citizens' Assembly.

The Senate and the Citizens' Assembly stripped Apo of his citizenship and all his property and expelled him from Little Sassini.

From then on, Awa wandered around the Sokya Peninsula.

Almost all of Awa's friends and the backbone of the Red Armor Mercenary Group died in the battle, and the Red Armor Mercenary Group was forced to disband. Awa himself was no longer young, and the pain left on the battlefield continued to torment him. He could only take some easy but low-paying mercenary jobs to barely make a living.

On the other hand, the citizens of the Lesser Sasseni who had expelled Apo gradually began to regret their decision, because now no matter where they went, foreigners would ask them, "Where is your Apo?"

In the war three years ago, although the elite troops of Little Sasini were almost annihilated, strategically speaking, Apo's choice was correct. He successfully delayed the main force of the Delmo Alliance for a day and a night, causing the enemy to miss a great opportunity to annihilate the main force of the Aiye Alliance.

Most of the city-states in the Aiye Alliance are very grateful for Awa's contributions.

On the other hand, although the Delmer Alliance was the "victim", the bravery of Apo and his men won the respect of the Delmer generals, so they were released unconditionally. Therefore, the member city-states of the Delmer Alliance also have a high opinion of Apo.

After a year of struggle, at the initiative of young citizens, the Senate of Little Sassini finally decided to restore Apo's citizenship, but the confiscated residential property was still not returned. Therefore, for the past two years, Apo could only work as a wandering mercenary outside and never returned to Little Sassini.

But when little Sassini was facing a huge crisis, Apo came back.

In fact, the situation of the citizens' militia in Little Sasini was similar to that of Ambratu. Years of war had almost exhausted their war potential and made everyone exhausted. Or it could be said that the situation in Little Sasini was worse than that in Ambratu. After all, almost all of their elite soldiers were lost in the war three years ago.