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Chapter 227 The Wrath of the King

a few days later.

Lionheart Kingdom, King City.

In the depths of the king's hall, four golden lion pillars stand upright, the tulle curtain falls with the wind, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines into the hall, making it bright and clean.

The high priest of the temple came to the throne with a precious piece of paper information, and handed it to the resting king.

The king doesn't always sit on the throne. The place he often goes to is the harem, where he communicates with the beautiful lion girls, cat girls, fox girls, etc. on the philosophical issues of life.

The king is not in a good mood today, sitting on the throne in a daze.

The king likes sitting on the throne very much, because sitting there allows him to experience the joy of ruling the people.

Seeing the chief priest approaching quickly, the king raised his brows, and his joy was slightly lowered, "Any more bad news?"

"That's right, there's bad news now, you have to understand it." The high priest of the kingdom sat down on his chief priest seat, second only to the king's throne. If the old king didn't show up, he would act as an acting king.

The old king took the intelligence paper, which was a piece of paper with a fairly neat layout, a format that King Lionheart had never seen before.

At the first glance, he took a fancy to the newspaper's bold headline, and saw it read: "Tomorrow City Great Victory, South Bank Mayor..."

Seeing this line of writing, the old king almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

The king's face changed slightly, "This, what is this!"

"As you can see, this is an intelligence newspaper issued locally in Tomorrow City. People in Tomorrow City call it a 'newspaper'. In my opinion, it is a way of showing off and a declaration of war against our Lionheart Country."

The high priest blew his bushy beard on his chest in anger, raised his big hand, and slapped the iron armrest of the seat angrily.

"Letter of war?" The king's face became gloomy when he heard this.

Then he carefully read the words in the newspaper, line by line.

"After Saltpeter Town, Nan'an Town is also their goal. It seems that the super-large animal swarm has not consumed too much, otherwise they would not send troops to expand immediately after the animal swarm." The king blinked and keenly captured the current situation of Tomorrow City. is in pretty good condition.

"However, the possibility of their bluffing cannot be ruled out. If I am the master of Tomorrow City, with a weapon as powerful as a cannon, I can directly break through the city gate, and the musketeers will be able to take down the entire city without much effort." The high priest offered a contrary opinion.

"You are right. With the strength of the Musketeers in Tomorrow City, Nan'an Town should not be let go, unless he is bluffing, and the ammunition depot cannot support him to fight a siege." The king nodded in agreement.

Regarding muskets, the old king two months ago didn't know much about muskets, but with the in-depth research of Wangcheng, the king has realized the shortcomings of gunpowder weapons.

First of all, ammunition is a problem. A mature musketeer fighting on the battlefield will consume countless gunpowder and bullets.

If the extra-large beast hordes were wiped out, at least one hundred thousand ammunition would be consumed.

The above data is guessed by the old king and is not true.

The high priest took out more newspapers with white background and black paper from his capacious robe, and handed them to the old king, "Your Majesty, these are the three subsequent newspapers issued by Tomorrow City, and the dates are marked on the upper right corner."

The old king groaned, and checked each of them.

"In these newspapers, except for the factual facts on the first page, the following things are all trivial matters in tomorrow's city, so it's not worth reading..."

That being said, the old king watched with relish.

"This is a good way to understand the city of tomorrow. We don't understand the enemy, and the enemy just shows itself."

"Huh!? Tomorrow City and Shuizhu Port have officially reached a large-scale commercial cooperation. The owner of Shuizhu Port will go to Tomorrow City to sign the contract in five days. What day is this newspaper?"

The old king's face became more astonished, and he hurriedly looked at the date on the upper right corner of the newspaper, only to find that the publication date of the newspaper was three days ago.

In other words, two days later, Tomorrow City will usher in the signing day of the cooperation between the two cities.

"Rebellion, this is a rebellion, Earl Waterdrop, that bastard!"

The old king raised his big hand angrily, and slapped the armrest of the Lion King angrily.

Pop, pop, pop.

Three angry slaps made the animal-eared maids under the seat show a timid expression, their eyes fixed on their toes, and their tails trembled behind them, for fear that the old king would punish others.

"Your Majesty, we can't wait any longer. Tomorrow City is frantically gathering the victims in the eastern region, and it's getting bigger and bigger."

"Now even Shuizhu Port dares to ignore the strength of our Lionheart country, openly establish business cooperation, and take the lead in rebellion. With it taking the lead, anti-lion factions in other towns may rise up."

The high priest persuaded Erlian to make the old king make up his mind.

"Yes, we can't wait any longer." The old king tapped on the handrail with his fingers, his furious face turned red and black, and he resisted the urge to growl.

In a short while, the high-level officials of the temple, the high-level army of the Kingdom, and the generals of the new musketeers received the call-up order from the royal city and secretly entered the city for a two-day military discussion.

The intelligence spies in Wangcheng naturally discovered the dynamics of the high-level lion people, and they became curious.

"Why did they enter the palace for such a long meeting?"

"It's been open for two days, and it still hasn't come out."

"Hey, they're out!"

"The expression looks very serious, and they all stare at the point. Once there is a big move, report it to Alan at any time."

A certain lion-eared orc glanced at the direction of the palace a few times in the crowd, with a natural expression, and left with the crowd.

The rest of the Lions came from the other direction, took over the position of their companions, and stared at those high-level people from the Lionheart Kingdom.

On the other hand, Tomorrow City is about to usher in the Lord of Shuizhugang City, and the orcs in the city are discussing it hotly.

(End of this chapter)