108 undercurrent surge

The sunlight shone from the sparse stone pillars to the white ground in the hall. Two rows of high sacrificial statues quietly looked at Anthony kneeling on the ground. At this time, the ruling captain was dressed in a purple-black adjudication robe, and his arrogant golden head was hanging humbly.

"I will report the credit to the bishop that you found the dark believers this time, but you actually lost two teams of the Knights of Light, which is really hard to cover up..." A man in red sacrifice stood in front of him and gently frowned, and his golden hair was shaved ridiculously. The lid of the pot highlights the slender neck.

"I wanted to catch the infidels directly, but I didn't expect him to be too powerful. As a result, the religion lost some manpower." Although according to the ranking of the position of the Light God Religion, the captain of the ruling is even higher than that of the sacrifice in red, Anthony is extremely respectful in front of the sacrifice in red.

Hearing Anthony's words, the Red Sacrifice sneered and said, "Okay, my dear brother, why don't you directly say what you think and capture the dark believers alone and send them back to the divine religion? You must be the position of the captain of the ruling..." The Red Sacrifice stared at Anthony and continued: "You didn't make any mistakes in doing this, but you shouldn't underestimate the strength of the other party. You have lost the Knights in vain. Now the head of Cool Summer directly declares to the four cardinals that I just want to help you, but I can't get involved..."

"Brother, you have to help me..." Anthony shouted in a low voice in a hurry, but his eyes for help were scared back by the cold stare of the sacrifice in red. The arrogant Anthony had no confidence in front of his eldest brother Joey. He quickly changed his words and said, "Your Excellency, at that time, it was urgent. The evil pagan was crossing the chaotic land of flesh and blood. If I report to the religion and then arrest him, I'm afraid I can't even find the shadow, so I took my own initiative to mobilize the surrounding forces to round up, which caused such a loss."

"Well, when the bishop asked, you said so. Remember, you were worried that this cunning dark believer would run away, so you immediately summoned people to catch it! But the ability of this dark believer is beyond imagination, and you have also been seriously injured for this!" The sacrifice in red looked at the modestly taught Anthony and said leisurely, "I will help you dredge the bishops. I don't think the other three will embarras you except that Bishop Spring will be dissatisfied."

The priest in red turned his head and looked at the many statues around him and suddenly said, "Why didn't your ruling boss come to help you? Is he still trying to integrate the soul of the angel?"

"It should be. The ruler hasn't appeared for more than a year, and even several commanders rarely stay at the headquarters. The angel who came is so powerful that I can launch the angel's sword with only one index finger bone. If I can get an arm bone or leg bone, I don't know how much Powerful divine power possession!" Anthony gently clenched his fist, and the finger bone in his right arm that often made him uncomfortable came from the fallen angel's body.

"He didn't give it to you for my face," the red sacrifice shook his head with a smile and said, "You should look farther away. These auxiliary artifacts alone can never improve your ability, and they also have side effects. You should be very clear about this."

"Yes, this time I launched the angel sword almost three times in a month, and my body was almost crushed by the divine power..." Anthony replied gloomyly. Fortunately, the dark believer was not killed, otherwise he would not be dead to lie here and beg his brother. Help.

"You should pay more attention to yourself!" The sacrifice in red patted Anthony on the shoulder and said, "I will devote myself to the divine religion, and I will not have a chance to have a child to continue the incense of our family in the future, so you have to be more careful. Our Makar family depends on you to develop..."

"Yes..." Anthony has been obedient to this brother since he was a child. Although he has no desire to marry and have children for the time being, Anthony was really scared because he almost capsized in the sewer.

"After the bishop inquired about this matter, you immediately secretly drove me to Norton City in Glen. Grand Prime Minister Grand Duke Jodi is going to find a man for his granddaughter recently. If you can marry his granddaughter, the prosperity of our Makar family is just around the corner." Although Joey said it lively, he always seemed to wear a mask on his face and always pretended to teach a lesson and said to Anthony, "The Gran Empire is the nest of shadow assassins. Don't let others know your identity!"

"Please rest assured, I will try my best to finish it this time!" Anthony nodded quickly and promised.

"Okay, go down and think about what I just said. I'm here, and you have nothing to worry about. After all, you have done much..." Joey patted Anthony on the shoulder and slowly walked to the apse.

When the red robe completely disappeared in front of him, Anthony breathed a sigh of relief. His eldest brother had followed the bishops for too long and had developed some power. Anthony was always frightened in front of the almost perfect Joey.

With Joite in the middle, Anthony quickly got out of trouble, and the ruling was not in charge of the bishop, so Bishop Spring just complained and couldn't do anything to Anthony. After dealing with this matter, Anthony immediately took two cronies to the Gran Empire, putting aside his identity as a god. Count Anthony was a real noble son and was fully qualified to win the granddaughter of Grand Duke Jodi.

In the mountains, among the trees, in a spacious green cloth tent, Affinarius is standing in front of the map in exquisite armor and planning the next step. Since the battle of destroying McGrady, he has been instigated the second prince to launch a war with those young factions to conquer the surrounding area, and took the initiative to provoke the war between Jedd and Canon. As a result, less than two years after Avenaeus followed Bridget to Jedt, he helped Jedt unify the two neighboring countries into his own colony.

Although he has risen to the rank of major general, he can grow up in the fiercely competitive black forest. There has never been harmony and tolerance in Affinarius's dictionary. Plunder is his nature, and slaughter is his hobby.

The two countries not only felt pressure on the Jedd's ministers, but also formed alliances with the surrounding small countries. However, at this time, Affinarius was considering not how to repair the troops, but how to proceed next. As for the domestic call against aggression, Afnerius is simply ignored. The weak have no right to live independently. They can only rely on the strong and be slaves and subordinates of the strong!

The second prince Bridget has come to the army to find him for the fourth time. This cowardly guy really can't control Major General Afnerius. Even if he wants to persuade Afnerius to stop first, he hesitates to say it decisively.

"Every time you come, I see that you are busy. I think you should pay more attention to your health and have a proper rest," Bridget walked into the tent with a smile, stood in front of the map and looked up.

Seeing that Affinarius ignored him, Bridget was not angry. He pretended to point to the expanded Jedd's territory on the map and sighed, "I think we Jedt can only be trapped in these mountains in the Tianshui River Basin for hundreds of years, but you have tripled your territory in less than two years! You are really my Jadet's tiger general!"

"If there is anything, just say it. Are those soft eggs in China asking you to persuade me to stop the war again?" As soon as Afnerius turned around and poured a glass of fruit wine, he went to a big chair in tiger skin and sat down, drinking slowly.

"Ha ha, nothing can be hidden from you," Bridget smiled, poured himself a cup, and then sat opposite Afennaeus.

"Recently, those old guys in China are both happy and afraid. The population of Jedt is less than 100,000, but now the population of the occupied area has reached 120,000. They are worried that if these subjugated people make chaos together, they will shake the foundation of Jedt!" Bridget whispered, as if he was reacting to his boss.

"Hmm, a group of incompetent soft eggs, since they are afraid now, why didn't they kill more people when they occupied it? If all the men over ten years old are killed, the remaining people in these two countries are 70,000 to 80,000 old, weak women and children. Even if they give them courage, they dare not make trouble!" Afnerius said coldly that he had said this proposal more than once, but Bridget felt cold at the back of his neck every time he heard it.

"It's worthy of being born as a mountain thief. It seems that he doesn't care about killing tens of thousands of strong labor..." Bridget thought secretly, but he didn't dare to say so. He laughed and said, "These tens of thousands are the best labor. Now our ore production has increased several times more than before, forging department and commerce. Those masters are so happy that they don't talk about it every day..."

"War is a rich business. Can you be unhappy that the property they have accumulated for hundreds of years has been robbed by us all of a sudden?" Afnerius sneered and said, "There are some cowards who are worried that they can't eat it. In fact, the problem they think is too easy to solve!"

Facing Bridget's curious eyes, Afennaius said coldly, "Whoever makes a mess will kill the whole family!" If a village is in chaos, it will kill a village, and if a city is in chaos, it will slaughter a city! What waves do you think these slaves without weapons can make? As long as you kill a few to make a show, others will definitely work honestly! Now only 120,000 slaves are scared. What if it is 200,000? What about half a million? Will Jadet make these slaves kings because he is afraid that the territory is too big?

Bridget was stunned for a long time and couldn't digest Afnerius' words. This method can indeed manage slaves, but Bridget, who has received aristocratic education since childhood, can't think of such a cruel means. Just like avoiding dog shit on the ground, Bridget can only turn the topic to the side.