Chapter 26 Shock [2]

There has never been a northerner who can shock the strongest empire in the central continent so much, even the former king of the north is absolutely impossible. There is no powerful magic in the north, so they are destined to be opponents of the Central Empire, but now, a crazy guy is swaggering to bite the skin and flesh of the empire, fearlessly calm. I don't know if this is crazy or stupid, just when someone is asking the madman in doubt. The madman finally said where he was: "Afraid? Why should I be afraid? Yes, that's right. I don't have a magic army, but can the magic army fight with me in the ice and snow? It's amazing to escape back to the north. I'm afraid of hair!"

Birds have their own thoughts. Once this kind of bastard idea grows, it will be good. It's just how powerful the empire is, and its military strength is strong. Even if the magic troops don't fight with you in the ice and snow, they will fight in the scorching sun tomorrow.

"Hmm, that's why I want to get a ticket for a dark magician. I didn't think it would be a great thing to completely annihilate those magicians and resist symbolically. Besides, I'm afraid that you will rush over with heavy infantry? Destroy you every minute! Don't believe it. You didn't discuss it.

Is the reason for the fierce life and toughness of the madman that makes him insist on seeing such a point? If it had been heard by many people, I'm afraid that the scared eyes would have fallen to the ground and the chin would have been dislocated. In fact, Norton, the Tauren, was really surprised to hear Boss Ma talking like this. He didn't know if Ma Hu was an idiot or something else. Doesn't he know what a powerful opponent he is facing? If it's really that simple, how would those kings in the north be fools who don't know how to go south?

It can be said that the ignorant are innocent, and then the ignorant are fearless...

"I'm really surprised that our three bastards can get to such a point."

At the end of April, looking at the deworn peach blossoms, Norton looked at the sloppy and said so. Someone who is trembling is full of complacency at this time, and I have the temperament to sweep the world. I just know in my heart that this is just his wishful thinking. In the face of the outbreak of the Roma Empire, he actually didn't have much confidence. But in any case, the only thing that can be done is to let his group go further.

Throughout the history of the mainland, there are really no bastards as bouncing like their three little grasshoppers. Stirring up the chessboard, since you can't be a chess player, why not destroy it and be a rogue destroy the reputation of the king. As for those reputations, it's better to throw them in the trash can and sleep at the end. Whoever is willing to to tosss and tos around.

People die and birds face the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years. The thoughts of the bastards are always so broken and unreasonable. It's also difficult for these three guys to be so hot-blooded, igniting a group of **'s inner longing, and drawing a unique super pie in the world. No one knows how long empty checks can be squandered, but if anyone is fucking afraid of the so-called imperial combat power, he is fucking raised by animals!

"Grandma, I still don't believe in this evil! The son of a bitch, the Frankish emperor, does he think he is a character? If you have the guts, come and have a try. Here, it will definitely make him feel deeply!" The madness of the ice tiger is nothing more than to let his blood last, and he did the same. The people of the Slavic Empire suddenly had a feeling of collapse. It was a crazy act that even the soldiers of the same empire had never done. This bastard did it lightly. And he also publicized that he was not afraid to provoke this extremely powerful empire. Everyone felt that the tranquility before the storm had been brewing for too long.

However, in fact, no one knows that the Roma Empire itself does not have much ability to reach to the north. The Frankish emperor is not an idiot. He knows very well that the throne of an emperor is not strong, which has nothing to do with his reputation. The army is in his hand, and even if the emperor is a fool, he will still be the emperor. The army is not in his hand. Even if the emperor is a genius and can coax the birds in the sky to eat poop, it is impossible to continue to keep his position. This is the reality, and in fact, the Frankish emperor does have his own pressure.

He can roar at the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, but it doesn't mean that he can let his elites fight in the north and free up his own combat strength.

There are not a few people who coveted the throne in the empire.

Emperor Frank has only two sons, and both sons are underage teenagers. He is rich and powerful, but he has never had more children over the years. On the contrary, many princes have increasingly shown the appeal of the people, and that kind of affinity is also extremely lethal among the nobles. His Majesty is not a fool. His princes have their own fiefdom and their own army. If no one took the risk when his desire for power did not match his own power, and at this time, just as the Frankish emperor was about to refresh the empire, the damn ice tiger jumped out and pointed to the emperor's face and shouted, "You are a fool! You are a big fool! Come and bite me! Come and bite me..."

He could have slapped the clown to death. He also thought so, but he didn't expect that in the past two years, this bastard not only had not been eliminated, but also had the same vitality as a cockroach. He overthrew the regime of the two countries, integrated all forces, and came to the north as a generation of heroes. Fang, and the Scandinavian countries across the sea, are on an equal footing. How can this kind of character still live so well?

Boss Ma didn't have much trouble. Before he had the strength, he was nothing more than pretending to be low-key and unfathomable. When you have strength, it is nothing more than the death of those who obey me and those who oppose me. It's so simple.

He didn't want to let those unclean noble men work for him, but if he had some rebellious thoughts, how many noble families could be killed? The top of the golden pyramid tower, which occupies the food chain, rules 99.9% of the wealth with less than one in 10,000 people. Even if it is all killed, I'm afraid not many people will fight for this group. What's more, Tiger. House's men, too many poor bastards. These bastards are not good birds in the first place, but after the refining of the Black Tiger Mercenary Corps. These idiots, who have been able to distinguish between left and right, have the final moral bottom line of human beings after all, and understand what glory and discipline are.

Even if it is a scum, after arriving at the army, it can be sublimated into a saint-like model. And how can such an army be an ordinary army? Boss Ma worked hard and conscientiously escorted all this, and people only regarded him as Tiger. House was omnipotent, like a divine helper, but he didn't know that he was exhausted and analyzed people's hearts and intelligence to the extremes. There was no other strong man to share this kind of confusion and pain with him. Even as powerful as Norton and the Viking giant Sahili, their wisdom is indeed detached, but it is still not enough to deal with this product that is different from an era.

In the face of all this, although Boss Ma is in the middle of his chest, he also understands that there is only one person like him in this world.

Killing is just a state. He used to be a professional butcher. The only difference is that those butchers kill animals, and what he kills is people. Looking back, although there was no broken separation from life and death, he savored it carefully. The sloppy guy was sighing and sad. Looking back on my high-altitude fall, I vaguely feel that it is nothing more than a kind of relief and detachment. It is not necessarily a glory or proof that he continues to kill one by one. Tired of a word is enough to describe.

"Huh! The emperor's evaluation of you is really bad. Norton skillfully poured corn leaves and rolled some roasted tobacco leaves and rubbed them very trivially. His eyebrows were very dark. He was there, as if he was reluctant to throw away his shaved beard and stick it, which made people feel a little ironic. It's just that he looked up, and the lion's nose made people feel a feeling of oppression of facial features. With sharp eyes, I'm afraid ordinary people can't stand this kind of beast's eyes all the time.

Only a guy like Boss Ma touched his thick and short hair, then inserted his fingers back and forth, smiling and said, "Bitch, this bitch emperor has no eggs like this. If you have the courage, just kill it. What a bullshit empire order, I hope for the Latvian vassal state, hoping that the vassal state will try its best to be loyal to the empire. The suzerain is such a coward. If I were the emperor, I would have fucking died.

"Idiot! Don't you realize that the pressure of the emperor is also great? Many of the conspirators in the empire are like dogs. At this time, you suddenly killed a marshal and destroyed a foreign garrison. What else can he say? Pull out his Royal Guard and cut it against you? Or do you send an army loyal to the royal family to fight against you regardless of your own safety? Do you think he will do this?" Norton looked at the sloppy contemptuously and said disdainfully.

Boss Ma sneered at Norton's remarks and sneered, "Idiot! Use your stupid head to think about it. Frank, an idiot, didn't come to fight with me for the consolidation of his throne, but he didn't know that he did this without the emperor's demeanor. He can be called cautious at one time, and the same can be done ten times. But if he is facing an opponent who has to be eliminated, and he is still afraid of this and that, then in the end, he can even compromise the throne. There is no doubt about this! As an emperor, he does not have the domineering power that the emperor should have, and sooner or later he will die on the throne. If at this time, the spirit is fully open and there will be a battle with me for 300 rounds, then maybe the domestic situation will be pressed against the emperor one by one, because such a bold and decisive emperor must be the emperor that people want to see. Now, this sissy idiot has not sent a large army to fight with the old man, and even let Latvi This kind of uninto-class kingdom came to find fault with Laozi. Is it still the soft persimmon two years ago?

The impassioned and exciting words made Norton surprised. At this moment, Norton also has to admire that this guy does have the hegemony of the superior. Even though he is the royal blood of the tauren, he has a deep inferiority in his bones, and he is not as handsome as the Nile warrior in front of him. Looking back on more than two years, this guy's wise decision has never flinched in the face of difficulties. Even if the enemy is ten times more than himself, he will rush up and bite without hesitation. In the face of a strong enemy, you must dare to meet it. In some cases, it is not only the preservation of strength, but also a chronic suicide.

Perhaps Boss Ma has understood this many years ago. That's why it's so murderous.

"Well... you're still so tough." Norton smiled and lit the cigarette. He was about to take a sip, but Boss Ma smiled and snatched the cigarette in his hand. He smoked two sips, and then gave it back to Norton with a smile, "What, do you think I'm a ** and want to make a promise?"

Norton took the cigarette and stared at him. Gu Zi smoked twice and enjoyed leaning his back behind him. It was a big tree. At this time, the two were just in a daze under a cedar tree. No one would have expected that these two guys were still as chic and unrestrained as when they were in Songye Village.

"You, you really can't see through it. Is the world too small for you? Norton suddenly asked stupidly.

"It's not small. It's enough for me to toss around. You see, at least you have a big tribal chief. Don't look like a bitter and feud. Those tauries are very admirable for the national heroes in their minds. Ma Hu took out the straw pipe and leaned over. Norton added a pot of tobacco to him. The two actually sat there like an old farmer in the north, watching the tide disappear, quite detached from the world.

Under the sunset, two brave men are still so calm and peaceful when they know that the world's luck is rolling and the wind is coming. What a great perseverance? It's just that no one will know that these two people may be so chic.