The morning sun rose again, spreading its orange-red radiance to the earth.
In the "Sacred Code", the priests have praised the rising sun countless times. Light is the greatest gift of God the Father and the first thing created by God the Father when he shaped the world.
The church's morning prayers always begin when the first ray of sunlight shines into the atrium. The ups and downs of chanting, accompanied by the "dinging" of the big bell overhead, awaken together with the city from its slumber to welcome a new day.
It's just that today, outside the city of Nadel, early passers-by did not hear the clear and paid bells.
Some are just the sound of neat military boots from soldiers wearing uniforms and holding sharp swords.
The solemn soldiers were patrolling the long street with their orderly ranks. At every intersection, there were roadblocks set up by the City Guards. Among the red uniforms of the City Guards, the unique black leather jackets of the SS could also be vaguely seen.
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Citizens walked cautiously on the streets, quietly inquiring about what happened. In the quiet atmosphere of Naidel, an unknown pressure was slowly brewing.
Suddenly, on the calm road, someone shouted with all his strength: "Oh my God, this is terrible, go see the port!"
"Go and see the port... something big has happened."
People in the city became commotion, breaking the suppressed calm, and asked loudly: "What's going on? What's going on?"
"To the port, to the port."
Amidst these shouts, people threw down their things, closed their shops, and crowded towards the port of Nadel.
At this moment, after a night of sailing, the passenger ship slowly sailed into the port of Nadel in the morning light. The passengers, who had been shaking on the sea all night, were suddenly awakened by a piercing scream.
The passengers in the cabin thought that a disaster had occurred and hurried onto the deck without even putting on their shoes. However, they saw that the passengers and sailors on the deck were all crowded together on one side of the ship, staring blankly at the shore.
The newcomers followed their gazes and were instantly stunned by what they saw.
On the hill that can be seen from all over the port, nearly a hundred tall crosses are erected densely.
They lined up densely along the river, as if welcoming ships into the harbor.
Each cross is nailed to a person.
Their hands and feet were nailed with thick iron nails, and they kept wailing and screaming under the scorching sun.
Those wailing sounds gathered together, like the desperate and helpless screams of the resentful souls under the Tower of the Dead in the abyss of hell.
Sad, sad, eerie~!
Everyone passing by the port felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave and could not help but tremble all over.
Blood flowed down the cross, forming a heart-stopping dark red color on the wooden stake.
The port was also densely packed with people. The crowd made a low and ominous buzzing sound, and tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the hill.
At the same time, there were dozens of priests and priests beside the crosses.
Although they repeatedly refused and even bent over and begged, the iron-faced SS soldiers held their bayonets in front of their chests and stared at the priests with cold, emotionless eyes.
The priests were forced to cast holy spells on those who were still alive on the cross, struggling and wailing, treating their injuries and keeping them alive as long as possible so that they could continue to endure the endless torture and pain.
This kind of torture is extremely cruel.
The person who saw this scene for the first time felt as if he was suddenly grasped by the devil. His heartbeat seemed to have stopped, and the blood in his brain seemed to be drained instantly. He only felt numbness in his scalp and trembling involuntarily.
It is said... It is said that only Prometheus, the fire thief who violated the will of God Zeus and committed a heinous crime, is qualified to accept this kind of torture.
On a passenger ship at the front of the queue, the pilot climbed onto the passenger ship from the small boat. The old captain with dark and chapped skin pulled the pilot and asked in a low voice: "What...what happened here?"
The navigator glanced at the cross on the hill with fearful eyes, then quickly turned his back and said in a dry voice: "These guys are from Fantino. They assassinated the Governor of Lorraine yesterday.
His Highness Leo, Cardinal Hilmeria, Cardinal Orbham and Grand Magister Lester.”
The old captain took a breath of cold air and exclaimed: "Is Fantino crazy?"
The navigator shook his head sadly and said dryly: "Of course they are crazy. Fortunately, their assassinations were not successful. These good days have only lasted a few damn days. I heard that Lord Lorraine has mobilized his entire army to fight with
The decisive battle at Fantino."
The news quickly spread to the passengers on the ship. These ordinary people could only lament Fantino's boldness and marvel at Lorraine's ruthlessness.
The punishment of crucifixion only appeared thousands of years ago and was used by the gods to punish their enemies, but now Lorraine has recreated it to deal with any enemy who dares to challenge him.
On that day, a total of 120 people, starting from the Cardinal Archbishop of the Holy See and the most famous fanatic Dracun, including his men and hidden support staff, were all crucified in these dense forests.
On the cross~!
Although many of them had been killed before they were crucified, under the strict orders of Lord Lorraine, without exception, even the dead bodies were all nailed to those crosses and exposed to the scorching sun.
and people watching.
Lorraine uses this iron-blooded method to declare to the world the fate of all those who dare to blow up his burrs~!
When people saw the names written under the crosses, the whole world trembled!
Never before had a cardinal suffered such a punishment and suffered such an ignominious death.
Not to mention, besides him, there is also a cardinal within the Holy See, a magistrate of the Inquisition, and nearly a hundred holy knights of the Holy See.
Regardless of this horrifying torture, just stripping them naked was a shocking event.
This means that Lorraine has trampled the authority of the Holy See under its feet, and pulled the Holy See, which has dominated the mainland for thousands of years and sat on the spiritual throne, from the high clouds, and then stepped heavily into the mud.
This will be an irreparable stain on the Holy See, and this stain must be washed away with blood, either their own or Lorraine's.
Lorraine treats them in such an iron-blooded way, which means that he will declare war on certain people in the Holy See at all costs. And he will not stop until death~!
The governor of an empire, the famous Flying Eagle God of War, who has been invincible and invincible since his debut, and behind him is the future first family of the Ruman Empire, the first magician in the world, and a team of powerful people.
The Artillery, a mysterious army with a fighting spirit that disregards death, is a group of ghost-like, terrifying spies in black.
On the other side is the Holy See, which has hundreds of millions of believers, a long history, countless knights and priests, the largest organization on the continent, and 90% of the intellectual elite in the entire human world.
Once the two sides go to war, regardless of how tragic the war will be, just imagining the bloody storm that will arise is enough to make this continent tremble.
And Lorraine resorted to such cruel means, but it can only be regarded as the right time.
This is like when the American devils were betrayed by the Twin Towers. Although they are extremely powerful and have what is known as the most powerful intelligence system in the world, they act like gangsters in the world all day long, bullying this and that. But Brother Deng secretly gave
They came here for a moment, but they had no time to report, but they could only continue.
When everyone in Lorraine was attacked in Nedel City, it was Friday, June 13th. This day was the origin of "Black Friday" in history.
Branch organizations in various parts of the Holy See received a secret order from the Holy See, asking them to open the secret letter on this day and start acting according to the above.
When a group of bishops and priests opened the secret letter as required, they discovered that the request in the secret letter was to destroy the local branch of the Flying Eagle Company, rob... er, expropriate, expropriate their property, and imprison and arrest the company.
employees, and then rigorously interrogate them to collect their accusations.
In the words of the staff of the Inquisition, if there is a problem, we must try it out~! If there is no problem, if it falls into our hands, we will definitely find the problem~!
Cardinal Karados did this with good intentions, killing two birds with one stone. He could not only severely damage the strength of the Flying Eagle Company, but also spend Lorraine's money to win over his own hearts without spending a penny~!
After receiving the order, many places took action immediately.
Especially outside the Ruman Empire, these people have long been envious of Feiying Company's profits, and they are just barely staring out of their eyes. Now that they have caught the opportunity, of course they cannot let it go.
Everyone hit it off with the local officials.
As if celebrating the New Year, they rolled up their sleeves, nodded to their brothers, and then happily rushed to the local office of Feiying Company.
These bastards did a lot of damage. They confiscated the treasury, burned the accounts, and arrested all the employees.
They put all those people in jail without trial. They planned to wait until all the property was confiscated and the kickbacks were generously collected before they started interrogating them.
Faced with this unexpected emergency, the local managers of the Flying Eagle Group showed their high quality as middle-level managers of a monopoly group and watched the performances of the church and local officials with cold eyes.
Then he threw a prophecy to them, "You will pay ten times the price for your actions today."
When the priests and officials were lying on the gold coins and rolling around, news came that the Holy See's assassination failed.
At the same time, Lord Luo's iron-fisted methods spread like lightning across the entire land, and the world was shocked.
Everyone suddenly remembered that Sir Luo was a veteran at robbing other people's money. It was not an easy task to steal their money.
And all the people who had tried to rob him of his money, or who had interfered with Lord Lorraine's affairs, had a good end. No matter it was Almohad, or an orc, or even a lich, none of them had escaped from Lorraine.
Lord Lin escaped.
These people, who had not even used gold coins to cover their warmth, shivered with excitement. In the warm late spring, they shivered with excitement.
At this time, they will all think of the words of the manager of the Flying Eagle Group, "Maybe, maybe, you will be the next one to hang on the cross..."
At this time, an extremely harsh letter from Cardinal Obham arrived.
Obachm made it very clear in his letter: Support me or oppose me, there is no middle way here. Those who support me, gather your strength and oppose me... Pray to God the Father~!
Among the people, those with a keen sense of smell discovered that the wind was going in the wrong direction, and there were those who actively retreated the stolen goods, and there were those who corrected the chaos.
They ceremoniously invited the people from the Flying Eagle Group out of the prison, placed wine in the most conspicuous place to apologize to them, stuffed big red envelopes into the hands of the Flying Eagle Group employees, and then hurriedly wrote to Lorraine and
Leo expresses his loyalty.
But there are still some people who, when they saw the yellow gold coins in the safe of Feiying Company, were immediately carried away. They would fight to the end no matter what. They really thought that the sky was high and the emperor was far away. Lorraine's hand couldn't reach here, but he could.
At this point, the military, political and religious departments are all theirs, and they can sit back and relax.
The Bishop Buckley of Utah Town in Pangbo Province of the Itora Empire was one of the outstanding representatives.
Although Idola is called an empire, it is not much better than a better principality. Its main problem is that it is too far from heaven and too close to the Ruman Empire. (The same goes for Mexico, too far from heaven.
Too close to the United States.)
But as an empire with a long history, the Idola people, especially the officials and nobles in the empire, are even more arrogant than the Ruman people.
This is not difficult to understand, because apart from being arrogant, they have nothing compared to the Ruman Empire.
June 20th, Saturday.
Today is as usual, Utah Town is as busy as ever, with people coming and going.
It's just that this surging crowd seems to lack the excitement that was common in the past, and there is more decline and depression.
It's like a wealthy family or brothel that has reached its peak of prosperity and is going downhill little by little. Although there are still customers coming and it's still lively, behind the glitz, it has begun to decline.
Maybe it's just a broken window that's been taped up, maybe it's just an unwashed tablecloth, maybe it's just the flowers in the corner made of cloth. From these details, you can smell a hint of slow decay.
People scattered in the countryside rarely come back to the city. Of course, they have to bring enough food and fruits produced at home to sell them at a good price in the market. Then they buy some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, the necessities of life.
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Doug is one of them.
Although due to the unique cunning of farmers, he felt that the atmosphere was a little different when he arrived at the market early in the morning, but he did not pay attention to it.
After selling the grain, melons and fruits, I weighed the heavy money bag and couldn't help but feel extremely happy. It is estimated that after buying the necessities of life, there was still a lot leftover.
As he walked, he couldn't help but make careful calculations: If he really had two extra bucks, he would buy a few picture books for the little ones at home.
Although I don’t expect that little bastard at home who has read the same textbooks as the young master of the Nai’an Empire to have the same prospects as that young master, and can manage a huge company at a young age, Rijin
Fighting for gold, making money and so on.
But as long as he can read two words, understand some addition and subtraction, and can count numbers, when he grows up, he will not be like himself, illiterate, and end up being always beaten by those landlords, tax collectors, security chiefs, Huang Shiren, and Nan
The tyrants took a piece of paper and said it was the new tax law enacted by the emperor, and asked the deceiver to pay the money.
And even after paying the money, they still have to point their noses at me and scold me for being stupid. This really hurts my self-esteem~!
Why can they eat meat every day, and all the old sows in the family take clenbuterol? But my ancestors have suffered and been poor for generations, isn't it because I don't know a word?
The account book was spread out in front of me, and I didn't recognize the ghost symbols on it. As a result, I could only listen to what others said.
If you have any money left over, buy a few feet of floral cloth. The stinky mother-in-law at home is jealous of the fabrics produced by the Flying Eagle Group at the second wife's house in the village. She has been jealous of them for several months.
That stinky bitch would nag her every night when she went to bed. During this period of time, she couldn't get any interest in nightlife and entertainment. If she continues like this, she might not be able to use it in the future.
If you can squeeze in, buy a few more feet and go back, maybe the old woman, Longyan Dayue, will work harder at night and change some tricks... Wow, just thinking about it makes me have a nosebleed...
But when Doug arrived at the market, he was completely disappointed.
I saw that the golden signboard of Feiying Company had been smashed and scattered all over the floor. The painted door was kicked open by someone's big feet and fell to the ground in a mess. It was covered with dusty big words.
Footprints.
Viewed from the doorway.
The neat and orderly queue of customers disappeared.
The clanking sound of the abacus disappeared.
The employees who were busy shuttling back and forth and not touching the ground were also missing.
All the hustle and bustle of the past has disappeared~!
All that was left was a mess.
Doug's eyes widened immediately.
Father God is above~!
What happened?
He quickly asked people to ask, but no one dared to say anything. When he saw that he was angry, he waved his hand hurriedly, then quickly lowered his head and walked away.
This confused Doug.
Finally, he asked an acquaintance to inquire. That person quickly pulled him to his back, and then gave a few instructions in a low voice.
Doug pieced it together, and finally understood the whole story.
Great Father God~!
Lord Luo is such a prestigious figure. He has been invincible and invincible since his debut. He even has the ability to pick up girls that no one in the continent can match. He actually got into a fight with someone from the Holy See?
And this company was copied by the Holy See?
As a qualified farmer who has been brainwashed by the empire and the Holy See, Doug has never heard of such earth-shattering and violent news?
Rebel against the Holy See?
This is going to cost you your head~!
He had never even dared to think about such a thing.
In fact, just hearing others talk like this made his heart and liver tremble and his head was buzzing.
But then Doug thought of someone who was more unjust than Lord Lorraine, who was "trying to fight against the glorious and just and great Holy See with his own power", "turning history back!", "please wait and see, this
This kind of rebellion will eventually be crushed into powder by the iron fist of the people~!' The more serious problem is: mlgbd, the Flying Eagle Company has collapsed. Where can I buy salt?
After all, this kind of "raising an army to rebel against the hatred of the Holy See" is a matter of irreconcilable justice and an extremely serious matter of political principle and stance. All you need to do is get angry. Waving your fists and shouting slogans is enough.
You might forget it in two days.
However, you have to eat this salt every day~!
If you don't have salt to eat, you won't have the energy to work. If you don't have the energy, you won't be able to make money. If you can't make money, you can only continue to live the same hard life as before, and continue to reincarnate like this.
Thinking of this, Doug couldn't help but get angry: It's all that Lord Luo's fault~! He had only had a few good days, and he started to quarrel with the Holy See. Isn't this because he was so tired that he couldn't even eat the salt?
Got it~!
In desperation, he ignored the persuasion of passers-by and relied on his previous memories to come to the salt shop opened by Bishop Buckley.
As soon as Doug entered the door, he saw only a few people inside.
Except for myself, everyone was a clerk in the store, and the business was extremely deserted.
When those people saw me coming in, they didn't greet me as warmly as the people from Feiying Company. Instead, they treated me like the thugs in the family of Huang Shiren, an outstanding township entrepreneur, industrialist, financier, and talent strategist.
With that kind of pride unique to dogs looking down on people, they looked at him with disdain. Then they curled their lips and motioned for him to come up.
When Doug saw their gazes, he couldn't help but stoop down, nodded and walked forward. Then he took out a pile of big bucks and said, "Buy salt."
At that moment, someone looked at his pile of money, then sighed, picked a fingernail from the salt shaker behind him, and placed it in front of Doug.
Doug's eyes widened immediately and he said, "I'm going to buy salt."
The man gave him a cold look, then laughed mockingly and said, "I sell salt."
Doug heard the ridicule in his words, and his face immediately turned red, and he said, "I spent the money. If I had spent the money at Feiying Company, I could have bought a big bag of salt."
The man immediately slapped the table and said coldly: "We only buy so much salt here. You can take it or not if you like it. Don't throw it away."
As he spoke, he slapped the table hard. With this hard slap, the salt particles flew away, revealing a full half of the black sand.
After these people robbed the salt from Feiying Company, they didn't even bother to mix it with white sand of the same color as usual. They just took a big shovel, dug in a few shovels of black soil and mixed it in~
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Doug saw it and turned around to leave angrily. He shouted angrily: "I won't buy it~!"
The guys next to me saw it and immediately gathered around.
Those people all have sinister features and vicious looks, and they look more like ruffians and scoundrels.
One of them shouted with a sharp voice: "Leave? You can't leave! We are the only one selling salt in Utah town. Where do you want to buy it?"
Ha, I understand, you are planning to buy private salt, right?
He is really a bastard and a cunning person. He actually dares to buy private salt and violates the sacred and inviolable laws of the empire. I am really impatient.
Someone, call me~!"
Immediately, everyone pounced on Doug like a wolf attacking a sheep. Then they punched and kicked Doug.
While fighting, the crowd shouted loudly: "Rebellion, rebellion. Some unruly people are causing chaos..."
Doug is a farmer with little strength and only knows how to farm. When it comes to fighting, he is no match for them.
Doug was pushed to the ground by a group of people and beaten with punches and kicks. Doug could only protect his head with his hands and beg for mercy again and again.
The manager of the salt store kicked Doug hard several times, straightened up, took a breath, and said with emotion: "Guys, we don't have to worry about the Flying Eagle Group anymore. The good old days are back."
As he spoke, he found Doug's money bag and weighed it in his hand. He was overjoyed to find that it was heavy. He hurriedly opened it and took a look, but was disappointed to find that it was all copper plates. He couldn't help but feel angry.
The ground cursed: "Grandma, it turns out that you are a poor man, and you have worked so hard for a long time in vain~!"
The last boy grabbed Doug by the collar, lifted him up from the ground, then stomped his butt and kicked him out of the salt shop.
Doug said "Ah", flew out of the door, and crawled down on the street. Pedestrians on the road hurriedly ran away and avoided Doug from a distance.
At this time, the clerk in the store raised his hand and threw a bag of salt, hit him hard, and said: "You are a stubborn person, don't say that the elders are bullying you, the little money you have is not enough to buy a bag of salt."
Here. The uncles see you as pitiful and specially reward you. Take it and get out of here~!"
Everyone in the store grinned and burst into laughter again.
Doug tightened his mouth, lowered his head, and slowly got up from the ground. Not caring about the dirt on his body, he reached out and picked up the bag of salt that was mostly mixed with black soil.
Although he spent all his money and received a beating in exchange for this bag of rotten salt, what else could he do?
This shop is owned by a bishop. Even if he files a complaint with the county magistrate, he might be accused of something else and be locked up for three to five years.
He limped away quickly, muttering in a low voice: "It's all his fault, that bad guy Lorraine, it's all his fault. It was a good life, but it only lasted a few days."
, but they had some trouble with the Holy See. The store was destroyed and there was no place to buy salt..."
Suddenly someone next to him sneered and laughed. Doug stopped and looked up, and saw a young man in simple clothes looking at him and laughing in front of Doug.
Looking at the opponent's strong physique, Doug wisely held back his anger and raised his legs to get around the young man.
The young man looked at Doug with great interest, stopped him, and said with a smile: "It's all the fault of that bad guy Lorraine. Hahaha... Do you know?
I've wanted to say this a long time ago. But I didn't have the courage, and I didn't expect to meet my soulmate here."
Doug looked back at him, ignored him, and prepared to leave.
The young man immediately said: "Hey, don't leave. Please show me the way. I will pay you."
As he spoke, he shook a few silver coins in his hand.
Doug's eyes widened suddenly. This was a silver coin. With this money, he could buy books for the kid, flowers and cloth for the mother-in-law, and maybe two taels of meat...
He couldn't help but nodded along with the silver coins.
The young man smiled and said, "I'm going to find Bishop Buckley. Do you know where he is?"
Doug's eyes were all on the silver coins, and he nodded blankly and said: "I know, he must be at Lover's at No. 6 Barrel Street at this time, and everyone in the city knows it."
The young man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, lead the way."
Doug led the young man through several streets and turned into a wide avenue. Then he raised his hand and pointed ahead and said: "Look, the fat bald man beside the carriage is Bishop Buckley."
The young man gave Doug all the silver coins in his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Thank you, go home quickly. If anyone asks you, just say you have never seen me, it will be good for you."
Doug was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the young man meant.
With a friendly smile on his face, the young man walked straight towards Bishop Buckley.
The proud Bishop Buckley was in a good mood today and was greeting passers-by in a friendly manner, when his attendant stopped a young man who was approaching.
The young man said loudly: "Bishop Buckley, my boss asked me to bring you a message."
Buckley waved his hand to his attendant, indicating him to let the young man come over, and asked: "Who is your boss?"
The young man walked up to Buckley, bowed slightly, nodded in greeting, and said with a smile: "Dear Bishop Buckley, my boss is the Governor of Lorraine, and he asked me to say hello to you."
Buckley's eyes widened for a moment, and he looked at the young man in horror. He opened his mouth to shout, but before he could speak, the young man pulled out a strange weapon from his clothes like lightning, and raised his hand.
He stood up and slowly aimed at him with a strange and elegant posture.
Immediately afterwards, a loud "boom" was heard.
Immediately, Buckley's head exploded like a watermelon hit by a hammer. The white head and red blood were mixed together. It looked extremely disgusting and made people want to vomit.
Pedestrians on the long street shouted "killer" and then ran away screaming.
The guards next to him were stunned when they saw it.
These young people are all from second generation ancestors, and they are usually good at playing hooligans and fighting in groups. They have never seen this kind of murder and arson when they meet.
After a while, the guards finally reacted. Then they pulled their weapons and hesitantly tried to step forward.
At this time, the young man was squatting down and pulling out the bishop's ring on Buckley's hand to prove that he had completed the task.
He glanced at the guards coldly and said: "The SS is doing something, so get out of here!"
The guards were stunned for a moment.
Who doesn’t know the name ‘SS’~!
Their evil names can stop children from crying at night, not to mention that the senior members of the Holy See are still hanging on the cross at the port of Nadel, struggling hard to survive and die.
Those big guys are so cruel and ruthless in dealing with them. We all pay for ourselves, but we don't have the strength to ask the "SS" to treat us leniently. After attacking them, we can still escape their cold-blooded pursuit.
Everyone looked at each other and took a step back in unison.
At this moment, the young man stood up and pointed the strange weapon at himself impatiently. He felt frightened, shouted, then turned around and ran away quickly.
The young man sneered, then lowered his head, glanced at Buckley's body contemptuously, and muttered in a low voice: "A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood."
At this time, a carriage drove quickly to his side. The young man immediately jumped on and disappeared from the chaotic street.