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"Adult also knows the Sukh in the Black Forest?" Hearing the fat man's words, Orus looked up in surprise. He really did not expect that this foreign inspector, who was not a Sarandian, even knew the existence of the Sukh.

“I’ve been to the Urumto in the hinterland of the Black Forest this year! There was just a battle there a few months ago, and you might have heard about it.” The fat man looked at the sea in the distance and seemed to be thinking about something, very casual Responded without noticing Orus’s almost protruding eyes

"What the adults said, but the battle of Umtuo that annihilated Ferrantik's 50,000 troops! Was the adult there at the time?" God of Orus said nervously, his voice trembling.

"That's right, I was just looking on with cold eyes."

The fat man snorted in disbelief and corrected, "And the two sides of the battle did not have as much rumors as the squad had only 3,000 troops, mainly jīng sharp assault hussars, while Ferrantic, but It’s just some believers with chaotic power. After the war, there are only 20,000 captives.”

"Twenty thousand captives?" A trace of loss flashed on Orus's face, and the gods were weird, with some cautious and curious tone, saying, "Listen to many businessmen who said that the battle was actually the Sukh In a cooperation with the emperor, the Sukh tribe first dragged Ferrantic's army, and then at the most critical moment, the imperial army defeated Ferrantic's main force in one fell swoop...

"It's not the last cooperation, probably only the relationship between the hunter and the bait!" The corner of the fat man's mouth slightly flicked, and he seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his head. "This detailed rumor should be more than just a rumor, don't you go? Black Forest?"

The cold light flashed in the fat man's eyes, as sharp as a sword, penetrated into the hearts of people. Seeing this scene, Orus felt the cold hairs explode. Is that still the human eye? Domineering, unavoidable gaze·It is a look similar to the master of life and death

"No... no!" Orus was frightened with cold sweat and waved his hand quickly, saying in a panic. "How could I have been to that terrible place? For us Salanders, the Black Forest has always been It’s a taboo, it’s synonymous with robbers, gangsters, gangsters, scammers, murderers, prison fugitives, exile aristocrats. As long as it’s mentioned, it can make people feel shocked. Even if you give me ten guts, I can’t get into that. Go somewhere!"

"Why do you pay so much attention to that battle?" The fat man looked at Orus solemnly. He also knew that Ferrantic had a great influence in the south at that time, and believers like Orus were not in the south. A small amount, just as Ferrantic defeated in the battle of Umtuo, the emperor gradually took control of the south, and these former believers basically disappeared.

Unexpectedly, in this place, I unexpectedly encountered one, and the fat man has seen the classics of the sky religion. I found that at most this is just a reformation of the sky temple. The meaning of the savior is very different.

But for the fat man’s statement, Orus apparently disagreed. His eyes flickered and his face answered with a heavy face, “The doctrine is not important, the important thing is people. Ferrantic was among all the people who claimed to receive the Oracle of the sky at that time , The only one who proposed to save the 200,000 divine descendants who were trafficked to the southern country of the foreign country. At that time, even the sky temple was deliberately avoiding this matter. The entire south of Salander was choosing to silence, only Ferranti Ke insisted stubbornly alone, just like his respectable ancestor

From the founding of southern Sarande to the dispatch of troops to Normandy to save everyone, he even proposed a series of very detailed plans. Many people laughed that he was whimsical, but I don’t think so.

The panic **** flashing in Orus’ eyes seemed to be hiding something. The battle of the Black Forest with an awkward confession in his mouth was entirely because our family knew a secret of the Black Forest, and there was another person who knew this secret. , That is Ferrantic, our family has been servants of the Ferran family from the past

"Ferantik's slavery.

The fat **** slowed down, and the breath of the king's world faded invisible. He could not see the lies in Orus' eyes. He did not expect that he would meet the servants of the Ferran family here, but this mentioned him. An interest in Ferrantic's heavy oppression of Umuto in the Black Forest at that time did not seem to be as simple as seeking a base. Is it related to this secret?

"What's the secret?" The fat man decided to ask clearly.

Under the fat and fiery eyes of the fat man, Orus felt a trembling timidness from the inside and hesitated for a while before he said a sentence "It is said that the prophet Ferran who founded the temple and Not the Sarande, but an alien from an unknown area, who had some major secrets that could change the entire continent in the hands of Prophet Ferran, and this secret was eventually buried in the Black Forest!"

"As for what it is, I don't know. My family is just a small servant!"

Or feel that such an answer is lacking in persuasiveness, Orus gritted his teeth and said, "It is precisely because of this, I once believed that Ferrantic will become our true savior of Salander, but unfortunately, he failed! "

"The Prophet Ferran..."

The fat man rolled his eyes helplessly. He remembered Palsina’s beautiful slender back, which was covered with tattoos of various geographical patterns, and the original source of that pattern was also from the prophet Ferran. ,

This is a mystery. From the heavenly stele of the holy city in the northern grasslands to the endless nautical charts circulated in the temple of Salander in the south, there seems to always be a mysterious force running through this continent, or the remnants of some advanced civilization. Right,

Fat people think so, but that is just a kind of civilization left over to the world. If this residue can be turned into strength, it is another matter!

"Shake the power of the mainland!" The fat man licked his lips, determined to go to the Black Forest in person, but he also believed that Orus' words, and at the same time confirmed from the side, the Salander never forgot the 200,000 quilt Normandy plundered compatriots from different continents. This kind of national sentiment that contains grief and repression is like a volcano that will spew out at any time. Proper guidance is not necessarily good news for the empire. If you go to Normandy, you will have to fight Anto. Rose,

Behind Antorus, there are more powerful opponents, what this war will bring, no one knows, the fat man was a little worried about the Salander’s reaction to this matter, after all, Salander was just peaceful soon Not everyone hopes that war will break out in the immediate vicinity, but now the fat man can be sure that the victory of the Antoros naval battle should greatly arouse the Salander’s passion and fighting heart, and make this humiliated and tragic nation , Quickly became a sharp knife of the empire, and voluntarily integrated into the empire's system,

"If the empire broke out against the sea again for these 200,000 compatriots, what would you do?" The fat man's voice stopped, and he decided to tentatively and asked in a heavier tone. It may cause the death of tens of thousands of soldiers, and may even recruit soldiers from the south of Salland! If there is such a possibility, how many Salanders do you think will participate in the war?"

"I don't know about others, but I can be sure that I will go to war, even if it's just an ordinary soldier!" Orus didn't hesitate at all and responded unusually resolutely. "Although it's ridiculous to say, but that's it, I believe a lot The Salanders should be like me. A country must first have something that convinces and admires its citizens! That is where the soul of a country lies. At the beginning, the Salander was because too many people were at ease, and finally The power and prosperity of indulgence and nothingness completely forgot the hardships of the first ancestors when they founded the country, so they suffered such an unbearable humiliation! And as long as they can rescue the 200,000 compatriots who suffered because of the war, even if they died in a foreign land , Our mouth will also have a proud smile"

The fat man looked at Orus without saying anything. The Salander’s romance is as famous as perseverance, or the history of being too humiliating, so that this nation needs a chance to rebirth.

"Adult, urgent report"

At this time, a black armor guard came from behind and handed a document just received to the fat man,

"Uh, this woman, it’s really a little affectionate to start with your hands." The fat man took the report and looked at it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a mysterious smile at the corner of the mouth. This is a letter from Caesar Sauron from Wikipedia The letter transmitted from the southern part of Asia had only a few words on it. "On December 5rì, the Hulun people announced the dissolution of the elders!"

"It's really rain and wind!"

The fat man sighed deeply and twisted the battle report into the water with the white tiger in front of him. The result of the Hulun tribe had long been expected. Under the army, it might be a thunder at any time. In the situation of suppressing the top, as long as not a fool within the Hulun tribe, they will make the right decision. They just put a strong posture to the Hulun patriarch, and the other party’s response is also the same firm.

"Reply back and pay close attention!"

The fat man said to the guard behind him, staring at the distant sea with some dark clouds drifting in the distance, and strongly disbanding the Presbyterian Church! Is this a yield? Or compromise? Or is it just taking advantage of the situation, within the Hulun tribe,

Under this storm, there must be a lot of power changes. It seems that under the calm waves, there may be a storm brewing. If you are not careful, the sea area in the south of Vickia may become a battlefield.

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