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Chapter 1051 1049. Dusk Talk·The End of the New Federation

The Holy Spirit Plains is the collective name for a large terrain located in the northern part of the New World.

Its area is very vast, basically equivalent to the Great Wilderness of Nordtof, or the entire territory that belonged to the Kingdom of Zealand before the Plantagenet Kingdom was established. This area is generally flat with a few hills and two mountain ranges. Very fertile and stable.

At least until the pioneers from the Old World arrived and started their activities, it was peaceful and peaceful.

The Ganot people living here are a group of nomads. They did not establish a unified country. These descendants from the Aztec ancestors when they expanded northward have been living in their own fertile and beautiful land in the form of scattered clans. In my hometown.

They formed a quite unique primitive worship system according to the region in which they lived. Each clan would worship an animal totem.

The most peculiar thing is that, perhaps due to the protection and teachings of Quetzalcoatl, the beast totems believed in by these Garnot clans basically come from the main biological groups in the star world.

The reason why this plain is called the "Land of the Holy Spirit" is because after nearly a thousand years of primitive worship, the Garnauts have created many "demigods" in the Broken Star Realm through the worship and weaving of faith.

Of course, because each clan has a small population, the faith it can offer is also quite limited, and the star world is not a harmonious and peaceful place. This leads to the fact that the "demigods" created by the Garnot people are just the lives of creatures with no faith. Form, both in terms of absolute strength and supernatural authority, it is weak.

Considering that Quetzalcoatl was once a traitor to the New God, and had suffered from the pollution of Chaos a long time ago and has been looking for ways to cut himself off, it is highly likely that Kulkan would guide these Garanot people to devote their faith to create demigods. Not selfless.

She may be using this to analyze and study the power of faith.

However, the guidance of the new gods made the Garnots become a people beloved by all spirits in the true sense after a thousand years. Although the demigods their clan believed in did not have much power to bestow on believers, in the material world It is not a big problem to create one or two "spiritual warriors" as their representatives.

This powerful existence beyond mortal warriors, in turn, maintains the complex but self-contained belief system of the Garnot people.

According to the original trajectory, they should have continued to develop like this until they were influenced by the political ideas and various advanced systems spread from the southern Aztec Kingdom and finally established their own country on the Holy Spirit Plain. However, the expansion of the Old Continent The arrival of the warriors completely changed and interrupted everything.

The members of the Explorers Guild do not use war to investigate the world, but some bastards who are hidden in it and have special purposes don't think so. They came to the New World to find the legendary "Heart of the World" and unexpectedly Discovered the Garnauts of the Holy Spirit Plains and their demigods who are weak, "cute" but possess the power of faith.

These guys with demigod form but no demigod power are the best "weapons" in the eyes of those bastards.

In the year 1063 of the Era, the Explorers Guild's first large steamship, the "Traveler", landed on the east coast of the New World. It is now the year 1112. Now, 49 years later, the number of Garnaut clans in the entire Holy Spirit Plain has increased from The number dropped sharply from 379 to less than 10.

In other words, the vast majority of the 379 "Ganolt Demigods" have fallen into the hands of those bastards who manipulated the massacre.

The locals call them "White Devils", and judging from what they have done in the past 50 years, calling them "Devils" is a bit of an insult to those imaginary evil creatures.

The Aztec Kingdom, the most powerful country in the New World, intervened in this brutal situation for a long time. Unfortunately, when faced with the white devils using the power of chaos to contaminate and strengthen the Garnot demigods and the war weapons that were relics of the Creator in their hands. , even the powerful Mortal Kingdom can only maintain the front line on the southern border of the Holy Spirit Plain from deteriorating.

The truth of this brutal war is hidden.

The rapid changes in the Old Continent have left people there with no time to pay attention to the sporadic news coming back from the distance. But as the Black Disaster comes to an end, and as more and more people turn their attention to the New Continent, everything that happened here will soon be revealed. In the eyes of the rulers of the Old World.

By then, it will only be a matter of time before the evil deeds of the White Devil are truly exposed. However, just before the truth of the horrific massacre that lasted for fifty years is revealed, a heavy blow from the Chosen God of Creation has been brought forward. It happened on this great plain filled with blood and tears.

After all the war weapons left by the Creator failed, the White Devils immediately encountered their biggest crisis since landing.

In the city hall of Newbury, the largest city in New Sachs, the northernmost pioneer territory of the Holy Spirit Plain, war reports from the south came like snowflakes, and the situation deteriorated far faster than the rulers here expected.

The Aztecs' vengeful army was rolling through the areas they controlled at an alarming rate.

"Mr. Mayor, the new battle report has been sent back."

A defense officer wearing classic knight armor pushed away the noisy and quarreling parliament hall, holding a bloody battle report in his hand and said to the middle-aged man in gentleman's attire but with a funny Mediterranean hairstyle in the crowd in front of him:

"The ruins of Machut were captured a day ago. We lost New Bourpont. The 7th Pioneer Armed Regiment guarding there was wiped out. The Aztecs did not massacre them, but handed them over to the angry Garnots.

The barbarians performed appalling human sacrifices in their holy city, and everyone was "

This terrible news immediately silenced the noisy City Hall.

These "persons with status" in front of them looked at each other in confusion. Although despair is an invisible emotion that cannot be seen or touched, the Yanyi expressions being performed by the people in front of them clearly outlined and reflected the meaning of the word "despair" very vividly. true meaning.

However, the mayor of the Mediterranean was still very capable. He coughed and took the battle report from the defense officer's hand and glanced at it. Then he looked back at the map of the so-called "New Federal United States" hanging behind him. After discovering When the Aztec army had advanced to the middle of the Holy Spirit Plain, this guy's cold sweat immediately flowed down.

too fast!

This speed of advancement is simply terrifying!

According to the current situation, within two months at most, all the pioneers of the New Federal Republic will be driven into the sea by the brutal Aztecs to feed the fish.

"Don't worry! Gentlemen and ladies, these are just strategic adjustments. The southern part of the Holy Spirit Plain has never been our traditional sphere of influence."

He wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, then turned around and shouted to the people behind him quietly:

"Our powerful legion and fleet have set off. As long as they launch an attack, the situation will be controlled and reversed immediately. There are many demigod war beasts in our sea, we have many god warriors who have surrendered, and we also have the blessing and protection of the Creator. !

Most importantly, we have strong support from the Explorers Guild.

The warriors of the Old World are already on their way, and as long as we grit our teeth and hold on, we will not lose our lands, our plantations, and our wealth.”

"And our slaves!"

A gentle old gentleman said loudly:

"Without those slaves, how can we create wealth? Mayor Pat, didn't you say that your conversation with the kings went very smoothly? Could it be that the Kingdom of Plantagenet and the Kingdom of Nordtof just watched us brave Pioneers defeated by barbarians?

and the Confederation of Bosia.

I am a baron of Xico City, and my family is very prestigious in the local area!

I also have friendship with the strong and brave Count Sicomaire. If necessary, I can write to my old friend and ask him to send powerful Sicomian wing cavalry into the New World and send all those barbarians to the sky! "

"Of course, of course! Your Excellency Baron Finnick, when we need powerful wing cavalry, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible, but the situation is obviously not that bad yet."

There was more cold sweat on Mayor Pat's forehead. While wiping the sweat, he comforted:

"The original choice to establish the New Federal Republic here was a decision made jointly by everyone. We are unwilling to hand over our wealth to the kings and nobles of the old continent. If their power is introduced rashly, it is likely to cost us fifty years. Our efforts to open up new areas have been in vain, so we cannot act rashly until the most critical moment.

Everyone, go and rest first.

After I and our loyal and reliable defense forces make some strategic adjustments, we will continue to discuss the decision to send pioneers to the northern ice fields. "

The mayor coughed a few times and motioned with his eyes to his servants to send the city councilors out first. After he and the serious-looking officer were the only ones left in the hall, he wiped his sweat and asked hoarsely:

"So, our mechanics haven't been able to repair those sacred artifacts of the Creator?"

"It can't be said that it has no effect, I can only say that there is no progress, mayor."

The officer shook his head regretfully and said:

“Machinists simply don’t understand how they work, and it’s even difficult to dismantle them effectively.

After they all lay down overnight, the Aztecs came and killed them. Many commanders thought that the Aztecs used magic to interfere with the sacred machinery, but with all due respect, Your Excellency, the current situation Very bad.

Although there are demigods and divine warriors on our side, their number is not enough to support the entire battlefield. The Aztecs have ways to deal with them. If we don't get support anymore, I'm afraid the New Federal United States will It's about to end. "

"Don't just exaggerate this boring fear, say something useful! Your Excellency."

Mayor Pat became a little angry and scolded:

"We also have your plantations and your manor in our country. If these are lost, you will have no choice but to take your wife and children back to the old continent to continue your career as a failed smuggler. Everyone here It’s the same, including me!

We are the meanest people in the Old World!

We have no power, no wealth, and we are not even qualified to be noticed, but here we have become decent gentlemen and people of status through our own efforts. After tasting dignity and wealth, who would be willing to go back and live in abject poverty? day?

withstand!

No matter what method you use, the frontline must resist!

I would rather jump off the pier at Newberry and drown than run back in despair amidst the sneering laughter of the bastards from the Old World. "

The officer fell silent.

After thinking for a moment, he said:

"For the current plan, we can only abandon the thirty-seven pioneer towns in the south, withdraw the people into our sphere of influence first, and then garrison those demigods and divine warriors with our army in several key areas.

Although the Ganots received help from the Aztecs, their bad nature meant that sooner or later they would fight among themselves due to uneven distribution of the spoils. Those barbarians who did not know how to unite were all mud that could not stand up to the wall. , otherwise it would not have been quickly defeated by us in fifty years.

What’s more, their ‘gods’ are now on our side.

Those ferocious Aztecs were not philanthropic. They also lost the sacred artifacts of the Creator that they used to defend the border. Although the Aztecs were powerful, they could not support them in penetrating the entire Holy Spirit Plain.

Those servants of Quetzalcoatl regard the defense of the Heart of the World Forest as their sacred duty. According to the unanimous guess of the military staff officers, the Aztecs will at most assist the Garnots in breaking through the middle of the Holy Spirit Plains before they stop advancing.

At that time, the protagonists of this war will become us and the Garnot barbarians again.

Mr. Mayor, we are not afraid of those guys.

But these are all guesses, so I ask you to be prepared for the most dangerous situations.

I know that we are exiles and traitors in the eyes of the monarchs of the Old World. They will most likely not care about our survival, but the money must be spent! Instead of doing it now, why don't you keep it as a ransom when the Garnots come back?

If the Plantagenet Kingdom ignores us, it will go to the Yankees. If the Yankees ignore us, it will go to the Confederacy of Portia. If that doesn't work, we will go to the money-grubbing brass dwarves.

There are also many gold-burning veins in the New World, which they will definitely be interested in. "

"Well, that makes sense. You go ahead and prepare. I will give you an answer later."

Mayor Pat looked very satisfied on the surface, but after the officer left, the mayor's face suddenly fell.

Damn it!

These idiots still place their hopes on the Portian Confederacy and the Brass Dwarves?

Those two forces are already finished!

They didn't even know about the Ten Years' War and the collapse of the old religion. They were still living in the era of ignorance more than ten years ago. Little did they know that the old continent they were familiar with had already changed drastically.

Managers like Mayor Pat know this. He is one of the few people in the New World who has "opened his eyes" among the guys who live in information cocoons. He has his own channels to know everything that happens in the Old World. , but precisely because of this, he felt extremely desperate.

At this time, the countries in the Old World each had their own troubles, and they would never send anyone to assist their poor pioneers at this time.

The only solution for now is to find a way to save ourselves.

How about retreating to the cold northern ice sheet before the Aztecs and Ganot barbarians come over and overwhelm them? Uh, no, strategic shift?

"Master, there is a ship coming to the dock. It is the ship of the Seven Islands Alliance."

A strong and docile Garnot servant humbly walked into the hall and reported to his master:

"The people on the ship ask you to meet immediately. They say they have brought weapons that can suppress the enemy."

"Seven Island Alliance? What are those pirates doing here?"

Mayor Pat raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he was indeed very interested in weapons that could suppress the enemy, but he left the city hall and got on the carriage and rushed to the dock.

On the other side, in the bilge of the merchant ship that had just docked, disguised scholars and slave owners were bowing their heads to a middle-aged priest wearing a black sacrificial robe and a mask.

"We are here to pick you up, Master Chief."

The scholar said softly:

"The astral passage is ready. Please summon our people immediately. We must be quick. The temporarily opened tunnel at that time may be discovered by Murphy's collaborator, the cunning and vicious 'Endless Snake' Mannis at any time."

"No need for that this time."

The leader of Dusk, nicknamed "The Chief Monk", patted the wooden box beside him, shook his head and said:

"This precious 'trophy' cannot be transported through the star realm. We can only adopt the old method. The Martink Trading Company's fleet is about to set off back to the Old Continent. Our people will go back on those ships. We must keep a low profile, especially When the Creator's light arrow is hovering above the sky, it is better not to attract more attention from the 'Chosen One' at this delicate moment."

"But such a blatant return of a ship from the New World must alarm the halflings."

The slave owner whispered:

"A lot happened in the Old World while you were away."

"So, we're not going the traditional route."

The chief monk waved his hand and said:

"Some of the people went to Port Joseph first, disguised as merchant ships traveling to the Far East for trade, while the remaining ships carried our loot and took the wild sea around the frozen sea in the far north, along the west coast of the cold extreme north. The Saman coast leads all the way into the Sea of ​​Storms.

Passing the Glacier Fjord and finally landing in the Sachs area.

This is a route that has never been traveled before, and there will be many difficulties and dangers, but as long as we reach the destination, we can recover from a series of failures and get infinitely closer to our end.

I have mobilized all my fellow travelers in the New World to rush to that wonderful future together. "

"But if they leave, won't all the skeleton of the New Federal Republic be taken away?"

The scholar said in surprise:

"Compared to the Old World, the mob here in the New World is our base. Without our support now, these pioneers will definitely be eaten alive by the Garnots and Aztecs."

"Well, my friend, that's just the necessary sacrifice to do great things."

The chief monk said in a compassionate tone:

“What’s more, considering what our pioneer friends have done in the New World over the past fifty years, don’t they deserve to go to hell?

Maybe we started the initial hostility between the two sides, but when things developed to the point of genocide, it was all the result of their own efforts. Although we believe in annihilationism, not all the blame must be shouldered on us.

people.

You always have to pay the price for your choices, especially those ugly things that are desires. "