Proof of the Sun King

PS: I originally wanted to have two shifts today, but I stayed up late last night to watch the dungeon.

May 2525 in the imperial calendar.

The Nurgle dragonfleet, led by the three Grotes brothers, was approaching the Sea of ​​Claws at a slow and firm pace.

According to Archaen's arrangement, the Nurgle vanguard was divided into three groups, the three Groth brothers attacked Marienburg from the Sea of ​​Claws, Gotrit-Spitters attacked Kronburg over Nord and Drakwald, and the maggot The three brothers of the cavalry attacked Tarrabeheim along the Tarabeek River, and finally the three-way army will meet under the throne of Charlemagne, the capital of the empire, Brunswick.

The triplets will lead the three-way army to invade the heartland of the old world, entrusting the plague-laden clay pot not only to the three brothers Grott, but also to the war lord who leads the other two-way army. All that was left was to assemble the armies of the major tribes and set sail for war.

Fortunately for the Old World, Nurgle's army marched very slowly, even if the children of these loving fathers were whipped at their speed.

Unfortunately, the slow-moving special effects of Nurgle's army, coupled with their relatively good cover for their military goals, made the Old World unclear about what the Chaos Vanguard was trying to do. At the time, the vast majority of people still only had self-preservation in their minds. With only half of the country left, many wise men in the empire tried to unite, but at this time their proud army had already been defeated in the north.

On the coast of the Claw Sea covered with the light of the evil moon, Otto, one of the three Grote brothers, laughed loudly. He especially liked his own chaotic dragon ship, and his loving father gave each of the three brothers one. Giant ships, these giant ships do not need to be produced. In fact, the largest dragon ship fjord in Norsca does not have the strength to produce such a hundred-meter-long giant ship, but Chaos does not need it. It only needs a large ceremony. The ship just floated up from the fjord with a "hu~" sound, everything was ready, just get on the ship.

So when the barbarians desperately shouted "build ships! Build ships!", they didn't really want to build ships, they just wanted an outlet. As we all know, violent theories are easier to vent their emotions, while rational theories generally suppress irrationality. In addition, it is difficult to write rational things, requiring rigorous arguments and self-consistent logic, while violent theory is not only unnecessary, but also very easy to be recognized by everyone.

It is very unfortunate that this is a world of idealism, when the minds of all Norscans are "ship building", when their wills reverberate in the warp, when their souls sing together in the Nurgle realm, The kind father Nurgle suddenly received a generous gift from the mortal world. Of course, the fat grandpa would not be stingy.

That's how the giant fleet of the three Grote brothers came to be.

Probably this is "no food, no clothes, our own Nanmen sent them forward, no ships, no guns, and a loving father made them for us".

The Sea of ​​Sharp Claws is already full of danger, and there are mutated abyss monsters everywhere. With a wave of their tentacles, they can pierce the wooden hull of the dragon ship.

What's more dangerous is that in recent decades, Ulthuan's high-elf fleet has also been recruited here.

Although high elves are full of arrogance and prejudice, the whole world must affirm the contribution of high elves in anti-messages. After the savior's alliance, the high-precision fleet began to maintain the peace of the Claw Sea and the Great Ocean. In addition to protecting the trade routes, the high-precision really felt obliged to do something.

Whenever the northern wolf ships stray into the open sea, Ulthuan's fleet will spare no effort to encircle and suppress them, and the Norscalon ships are basically not the opponents of the high-precision fleet. For decades

In fact, when the Groot brothers marched, the old Norsca raiders under their command humbly and kindly reminded the Groot brothers that the elite fleet in the Claw Sea is not easy to deal with, or we Go along the Nordland route.

"The era of the empire on which the sun never sets is over! The sharp-eared kid must die today!" Otto, the eldest of the three brothers, roared.

"I'm going to make a new book of magic from the skin of those pointed ears." Ezerac, the second brother of the three brothers, laughed wildly.

"Me too." Gurit, the third brother of the three brothers, is a giant Nurgle war beast with no IQ, and he probably only knows this sentence.

The three Grotte brothers decided to rush and it was over.

Sure enough, two weeks after the voyage began, the Chaos fleet of the three Grote brothers broke into the depths of the Sea of ​​​​Claws, leaving dark green ripples and corrosion on the sea wherever this filthy dragon fleet passed by. The stench, which can be smelled from several nautical miles away, is of course not ignored by the high-precision patrol fleet. As the symbolic phoenix flag was raised, the high-precision eagle fleet began to appear in the Chaos fleet. sight far away.

Accompanied by the high-quality singing "Oakheart" and "The Phoenix Flag Never Falls", a series of heavy banging sounds blasted from the ears of the three Grote brothers, the sailor whose whole body was covered with diseased sarcoid, and a man whose body was swollen like a The Yankee of the balloon was pinned to the side of the dragon boat with a wheeze.

The eldest brother Otto did not respond, and the second brother Ezerac laughed madly.

The laughter did not stop, the high-precision claws ballista bombarded the surface of the dragon ship like raindrops, the watchtower of the fore mast was blown to pieces, the broadside deck of the hull was blasted with several large holes by the claws ballista, and the broken wood splashed. , Yankee's body was torn apart by the overwhelming firepower of the high-precision.

The three Groot brothers continued to laugh. The Norsca had almost no range, so they let high-precision shooting.

After several rounds of salvos from the elves' eagle ships, the Norsca ships still stood.

The Yankee's body torn by the ballista was healing rapidly, and those who couldn't heal simply turned into two people. Any fatal damage attack on the Yankee's body would be like a toothpick hitting a jelly unless it was a direct headshot. It's the same as going up and through, except for the sound of puff puff and puff puff, and the splashing juice, there is almost no harm.

"Go hard! Go hard! Boys with pointed ears, haven't you eaten yet?" Big brother Otto held the giant war sickle and laughed wildly.

"That's it, that's it? What about scraping?" The second brother, Ezerac, was not to be outdone.

"Me too!" Third brother Gu Ruite snorted.

The various plagues and the thick humus wrapped around the dragon ship seemed to have life. Under the spell of the second brother, Azerac, the humus quickly began to smoke and churn like life, and there were fine and dense particles on the edge. Small sarcoid, vibrating as if alive, covering the shattering and trauma of the Eagle Claw Ballista.

It didn't take half an hour for a thick, sticky covering full of all manner of wriggling maggots to replace the surface of the dragon boat, continuing their duties.

After the indiscriminate bombardment of the high-precision eagle fleet, the dragon fleet was safe and sound.

The high elves seem to have realized something, they began to try to get close to the Norsca people, and the barbarians could not be subdued at a long distance, so let's use the proudest jumping gang battle of the high elves!

Several eagle ships carrying proud high-skilled sailors approached quickly. They fired a rain of arrows at the Yankees, then took up their weapons and prepared to jump.

The next second, the faces of these high-quality sailors and crew members suddenly showed extremely frightened expressions!

Tentacles, dozens of tentacles!

Dozens of tentacles suddenly appeared under the churning sea. These tentacles were all over 50 centimeters in diameter and tens of meters in length. They directly entangled the high-precision eagle ship like magic. The mast of the battleship was cut in half, and the deck was covered with foul-smelling tentacles. They entangled the body and limbs of the high-precision soldiers. The surface of the tentacles soon secreted an inexplicable mucus. The glossy skin quickly corroded and smoked after touching the mucus, and then chickenpox and red moss erupted all over the body, and dozens of elite soldiers melted in their frantic and miserable cries.

From the skin, to the flesh, to the organs, to the bones, it literally melted.

But these elites are still alive! From time to time, screams could be heard in the mud.

After killing the soldiers, the tentacles slammed violently against the surface of the deck at Azerak's orders, snapping masts, smashing cabins, and whipping the eagle-claw ballistas.

The three high-precision eagle ships that rushed up and planned to jump into the gang battle did not last for more than 20 minutes before they were directly turned into pieces, buried in the belly of the fish, and more than a hundred high-precision warriors fell into the sea of ​​stench and foam. Hope of escape.

The remaining high-precision battleships saw this scene, and the flagship led by them immediately sent a semaphore to retreat, and the other elf battleships quickly turned around and retreated and disappeared into the distance.

"This battle is just the beginning of our revenge. We will dedicate Brunswick to our loving father before Charlemagne's rotten throne!" Brother Otto felt the power of Nurgle.

"Everything will rot in the end, no mortal can avoid it, the only ending is to join us, or perish in rot!" The second brother Ezerac raised the staff in his hand, hundreds of giant tentacles on the sea level and his movements Raise your hands together.

"Me too."

...... I am the same dividing line for me......

Marienburg in May began to enter the most prosperous stage of the year, but the high elves had the worst news!

The enemy is coming! Chaos is really here, all the way to Marienburg!

Thousands of dragon ship fleets are slowly and firmly approaching, and the three Nurgle God-chosen Grote brothers headed by them are approaching Marienburg with an unstoppable momentum.

At this time, the population of Marienburg has decreased by nearly one-third, and the dozens of big businessmen in the upper and lower chambers of Marienburg have actually made a lot of money after the first wave of retreat.

In total, only three members of the House of Lords chose to leave Marienburg, Archduke Schultz, Viscount Casanova and Bernard Arnault. These three members of the House of Lords and six members of the House of Commons could only leave because of the time constraints. Sold off all his real estate at 30%-50%.

Coupled with some evacuated small and medium-sized businessmen and many citizens, more than 20% of the unowned industries in the entire Marienburg came directly. These huge vacancies and markets made the big businessmen like sharks smelling blood. Crazy merger!

Gain market share, seize shops, control purchase channels, and complete industry monopoly!

Good times are coming!

What makes these big businessmen even more ecstatic is that the Church of the Fairy in the Lake has withdrawn from Marienburg, and no one will uphold justice for the hired workers and civilians!

What 12-hour workday, what minimum wage, what work injury compensation, what labor security?

These are decaying and backward feudal remnants that must be swept into the garbage heap of history. We in Marienburg do not like this!

Struggle is the main theme, praise the early morning workers!

This is the carnival of capital. For more than a month, all the big businessmen in Marienburg have focused their attention on the merger, until the high-level ambassador passed the news to the upper and lower chambers, the Archduke Valverde and the others. Only then did I realize that perhaps Chaos is indeed planning to come true!

In the luxurious councillor's hall, the new Grand Duke of Marienburg asked everyone's opinion: "The Chaos fleet is gradually approaching, everyone."

De Boer, a member of the House of Lords, believes: "It is still necessary to guard it. We have no reason not to guard our property. Everyone, please remember that private property is sacred and inviolable. This is the spirit of our Marienburg!"

Everyone nodded, and all the property of everyone who stayed behind was in Marienburg.

Another Bettencourt-Meyers asked tentatively: "Can we be the same as last time?"

Last time? Archduke Valverde recalled the last Siegwald incident: "You mean...trying to negotiate with the barbarians?"

"The barbarians will come to loot for two reasons, one is people and the other is supplies." De Boer was serious: "Just ask, what do the barbarians want, just give it to them? Let's relax, Wealth will come back again, what we need now is time to consolidate the achievements of you over the past month!"

"How is this possible?"

"What kind of messed up decision is this?"

"Are we working for the barbarians? Give them what they want?"

There were many angry roars from the big businessmen in the hall of the council. No matter what, businessmen are human beings after all. The last time Sigwald turned around can be understood as revenge on Sun King Ryan. After all, he once hurt the interests of Marienburg. , but this time the Chaos Fleet comes back and you give it again, what is the matter of grovelling?

Most people still want to stand and make money.

Seeing that most of the people disagreed, De Boer frowned, and he simply asked Francisco, the commander of the defense of Marienburg: "Then the question is, General Francisco, can you tell us, if the Chaos army really Called, do you have any plans?"

"There is no plan." General Francisco shook his head directly.

"There is no plan? How did you become the city defense commander? We pay you a salary of 500 gold marks a year and a maintenance fee of tens of thousands of gold marks for the city defense army every year. Now you tell us that there is no plan?" Valverde The Grand Duke said dissatisfiedly, "Have you never thought about how to fight?"

"I have never fought against such a large-scale Chaos army. In the entire Marienburg, only Blackbeard Titch has really faced such an enemy in the battle of Noor's Gate." General Francisco lowered his head: "It's just …”

"What are you trying to say? Say it now!" Everyone in the parliament hall became impatient, and Alan Wertheimer, the president of the largest perfume and luxury goods chamber in the old world, asked: "Otherwise we can fire you now. ."

"It's better, as Mr. De Boer said, let's try to contact the barbarians and ask them what conditions they have." Francisco agreed with President De Boer a little embarrassedly.

"Hey! Do you know what you're talking about? Francisco!"

"Isn't this the time to tell stories?"

"What a joke!"

There were dissatisfied voices in the parliament.

"Are you serious? My general?" Archduke Valverde's expression moved, but he did not show obvious likes and dislikes.

"I'm serious." The city defense commander nodded.

"How is this possible, do you think our seawall is not strong enough? Our artillery is not powerful enough? Our six wizard towers are not strong enough? Or do you think our three land-cruisers in the warehouse are not enough to convince the barbarians Retreat? Wasn't the strong army of Tamukhan in the past also defeated in front of Nur's four landboats?" President Bettencourt-Meyers obviously felt sorry for Francisco's cowardly behavior. Very dissatisfied, he scolded directly: "If you can't do it, replace it!"

"However, what if the land-based boats are useless?" Francisco emphasized: "If we don't give the Yankees any chance to put forward conditions and explanations, and go to war, wouldn't it be easy to bring Marienburg into war? Hurt everyone's interests? Besides, if there is a real fight, Lu Xingchuan won't work? What will everyone do at that time?"

The entire splendid hall of the House of Representatives was as quiet as a chicken.

"So, first of all, send someone to contact the Yankees to find out what they want, everything can be discussed, there is nothing that cannot be discussed, give them everything that can be given to them, can they still take the land of Marienburg and Are the shops and docks moving back to Norsca?" General Francisco put his hands and fingers on the sandalwood table: "As long as they can go back in exchange, let them attack elsewhere, Marin. If the castle is preserved, everyone’s wealth will be preserved, isn’t that the truth?”

The audience remained silent.

Many people's faces showed moving expressions.

It's just too embarrassing, and the politics is particularly incorrect. Everyone is embarrassed to be the first to approve.

Until the Archduke Valverde took the initiative to speak, he smiled: "I think, although Francisco's approach is a little bit... the position is correct, but it is also a way to solve the problem, do you think it is?"

Many big businessmen nodded immediately.

"Anyway, I'd rather pay a lot of money to get the barbarians to retreat, and I can't tolerate Brittanians or imperialists coming to our Marienburg to make waves!" President De Boer nodded again and again, he said nothing. He said politely: "That guy Ivan came to extort us once, and then the Sun King came to sack us again, it's endless, right? You must know that the barbarians go south at most once every ten years. -If wolves like Franz or Ryan Malcado taste the sweetness, they will come every day to knock their bones and **** their marrow, this is the real disaster and doomsday!"

"Ooh, well said!"

"One thing to say, indeed!"

"Ning to the Yankees, not to the jackals!"

"Paying for the Yankees to retreat is a necessary expense. It is also a necessary expense to pay to organize the city defense and hire all the mercenary groups, including the ogre mercenary to defend our achievements." De Boer continued. Said, he waved his fist: "But asking for help from the Empire? Arming citizens to the battlefield? These are additional, unnecessary expenses. Who knows what will happen to those people after they get our money and our weapons?"

"And that... Tsar Catalin? She's in Brittany now, right? How about we pay her to fight? How simple is an employment contract~www.wuxiaspot.com~, she's not in short supply. Money? Why don't the price go higher!"

There are more voices in agreement, and it is necessary to spend what should be spent, and try to save as much as possible.

"Perhaps things weren't so bad. It's not uncommon for barbarians to loot Marienburg in history, but the number of times is small. We have also concluded many armistice agreements, the most famous of which is the 'Crimson Agreement', which guarantees nearly 400 Will there be peace in 2019?" Grand Duke Valverde finally spoke: "I think it can be done according to Francisco's advice for the time being, don't worry, everyone, maybe the barbarians are just ordering small gifts, maybe it's a misunderstanding, everything will be alright, Don't worry, let's see what happens next."

"But what if the barbarians are really here to destroy us?" Some congressmen still asked.

"Then our strong city defense of Marienburg, our legendary mercenary team and our wizard tower, and those three land boats will accompany the Yankees to the end!" Francisco stood up, and the city defense commander looked like He is the hero who saves the city and shines brightly: "A man dying to protect his property is the most honorable thing in the world! We will let them understand what is an iron-blooded businessman, what is an iron-blooded Marienburg, and what is an iron-blooded capitalist !"

"Iron-blooded capitalist! Iron-blooded capitalist!"

"Francisco, I drop Superman!"

"You are the savior of Marienburg!"

There has been applause in the conference hall of the House of Representatives! Everyone was impressed by General Francisco's wit and applauded for a long time.

In this way, the meeting continued into the evening, and Marienburg's response plan was finalized.

The plan was code-named "Jagged Capitalists".