Chapter 33 Martial Arts in the World [1]

If the Norman Kingdom a few years ago was a small and fierce tiger, today's Norman Empire is a tiger that has grown up. The Slavic Empire changed from a big fat pig to a dead pig. Unsurprisingly, the Slavic Empire was destroyed, and five hundred years of scenery and history have become a thing of the past.

And the tiger, in the process of killing pigs, the tiger slightly licked the slightly headache minimally invasive and shed blood. It's just a matter of working harder. What he is staring at is still the opponent who has been staring.

Rome, known as the thousand-year-old empire, the immortal holy dynasty, but this year will become their sad place, and the fallen will continue to fall.

"Is the eulogy ready?"

Gone Liluo rubbed his temples, and the gray hair on his temples has shown that he, a middle-aged man, has begun to decline in his physical fitness. He has twelve sons and fourteen daughters. He is very lucky and proud. Whenever he thinks of this, he will smile. The most indispensable thing in the world is this kind of family affection.

Because there is no shortage, it is valuable, and no one knows how.

"Yes, General. It's ready. The high priest has come from the imperial capital. There is a eulogy written by Pope Paprovski himself, and he will preside over the funeral.

Adjutants and generals look serious. In this battle, casualties are just a drizzle for ordinary people, but for Normans, there are few such casualties of more than 5,000 people. Even if 70% of these people are new recruits, this is not the reason, absolutely not.

"I hurt them. I took them out, but I didn't take them back. I don't know how their parents will look at me when I return to my hometown. I have achieved prestige, but I have piled it up with their bones. I am a sinner.

Gang Liluo lowered his head, and the air around him fell into a dead silence.

"No, General! You are a hero, you are a great warrior, how can you be a sinner! Everyone knows that they will die, but they don't know when they will die. Now, they are sleeping in great peace, not dying in shame! Those who are alive will continue to live! The dead will live in our hearts forever! This is not a joke, general. This is the belief.

"General, you can't sigh like this. You are our leader. His Majesty said that you are pushing down all the forces. We haven't defeated the Roma yet. We haven't had time to rest yet. His Majesty's ambition will eventually come true, and the world will be unified, won't it? This is a glorious career that has not been done for tens of thousands of years. It is extremely magnificent in the world!"

Goliluo stood up and looked blankly at the distance. He didn't know what the road would be like in the future. Twenty-three years have passed since the killing, and it has been 17 years since Emperor Tiger House I. He is also a middle-aged man. He glanced at the soldiers around him, and there were many people who were so young.

Seventeen years ago, some of them were even just the little boy who peed and mixed the mud, but now they already know how to kill the enemy.

Is this world so changeable?

Sure enough, what His Majesty has changed is not only us, but the whole world.

After a long time, a thin man in a white robe came in. This was the Protestant high priest who presided over the funeral on the battlefield. This time, 6,233 people were killed, which was a very tragic death. Although His Majesty Emperor Tiger House did not say anything, it was the most severe punishment for Gonillao to say nothing.

His Majesty Emperor Tiger House likes victory, but he prefers perfection. Exceptionally perfect.

Sixty-four hundred and thirty-two people have not encountered such casualties for many years.

"General, Wan An."

The high priest smiled, and then put his hands together to salute.

After a step closer, he whispered, "Your Majesty asked me to bring you a message."

Gan Liluo was stunned and looked at the high priest.

"Your Majesty said that although people have a death, some people die, but they can write the greatness in history. Some people live, but they can only humbly be the lackeys of history, and we are not only great, but also transcendent. We are writing history, although... using the blood of the deceased."

After saying this, the high priest was also shocked. He seemed to feel the power of this sentence. The shock in his eyes did not seem to be fake. Gang Liluo was also excited and said with a serious look, "Your Majesty's care, Gang Liluo will die!"

One sentence is enough.

What kind of person is His Majesty the Emperor? No one knows.

An ambitious man has made the whole world pay attention to his existence. The whole world has his strong imprint. Such a man is powerful and unparalleled.

Tiger House's ambition is exactly the ambition of all those who follow him. Such ambition expands, just like an endless force, so that those who pursue interests, those who pursue ideals, and those who pursue honor, constantly walk on dangerous roads, break through thorns, but move forward bravely.

"Let's go."

Goliluo whispered to the high priest.

Nodding, the high priest, let the accompanying members of the priests arrange it, and the memorial ceremony soon began.

The breeze brushed, and the grass on the barren sand broke and exposed the rhizome one after another, which made people feel headache. Cattles and horses don't like to eat this part that tastes like chewing wax.

The tall and strong soldiers converged the ashes of the converged robe, and everyone's name was written on the urn. All this was so killing.

They also have to go back instead of sleeping here with a group of losers.

How can losers be qualified to be with their comrades-in-arms?

They are the strongest people.

"We will go back! But not now, the whole empire is doing its best to unify the continent. His Majesty's wish to be armed in the world must be in the sight of our mighty warriors. It is glorious for those who died in battle. The one who conquers is also glorious. For the glory and for our future, we will do our best to fight to the death!"

"That's right! Go all out and fight to the death!"

The roar of the whole army was shocking. The members of the convoy sent by the rear army to escort the prisoners of war all looked at each other. They were all members of the Chamber of Commerce. At this time, they did not dare to get too close. There were countless prisoners in the prison car, more than 100,000 people, and the prison car stretched out for nearly 20 kilometers.

The most important thing is that there are 60,000 troops escorted.

These people are all special anti-smuggling forces of the kingdom's escort caravans. Although their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of the field army, they also have their own special tasks. Compared with ordinary local civil groups, they are much stronger.

At this time, in the city of Tamsalu, the emperor was supervising the last mobilization. The strong warriors in the imperial capital were excited about this fierce battle to pact the central continent.

Many veterans held crutches, knocked on their descendants, and then shouted, "Damn bastard, now it's time for you to continue your brave bloodline!"

Then the recruits rushed to the training camp of the recruits in the eyes of their parents. With the encouragement of more than 300,000 people, the emperor's parade of the imperial capital produced such power, just like waves, wave after wave, no one knows what the end is.

Strong strength, it really makes people feel a kind of terrible power.

"Wu Wu in the world!"

Tiger House's eyes swept ahead, and Queen Daphne hugged her strong husband's body and quietly enjoyed this supreme honor.

Behind them are more than 30 concubines of Tiger House and hundreds of wives. These women eagerly hope that they can attract as much attention as the queen, but that's impossible. No one can do this. Even Catherine Nar, the Minister of the Interior, who once contributed a lot to Tiger House, is just a imperial concubine.

Everything around is like the waves in time and space, resulting space dislocation. I really don't know whether all this is an illusion or reality, or just a dream.

"The Roma are doomed. Yes, in this battle, I'm going to let Ursula, an idiot, go to hell.

Tiger House said coldly.

More than 500,000 troops were mobilized across the country this time. Although the war does not depend on a large number of people, Tiger House has his own plan. The number of troops to attack is about 112,000. It is the elite army among the elites, and the rest is to deal with the aftermath. Most importantly, Tiger House has to cross the southern continent. That chaotic place will become a sad place.

The Nile Empire also felt a threat, but they didn't know how much of this threat was true.

"The navy and the army must unite. This time, no one can make mistakes. What I want is a result, not a vigorous and brilliant process!"

Tiger House's eyes are extremely sharp. Conquering a Slavic and Roma is not a great achievement. It is a great action to make people in this land have to submit and obey. This is a difficulty in testing the people of the Norman Empire.

At this point, although the navy and the army are still quarreling there, what should be done is still to do. The Pan-Grande Sea has long been blocked, and the warships devour all the materials that may go to the Roma Empire like giant beasts. Blocking everything is the greatest energy to disillusione Prince Ursula. In.

And after not getting important supplies, Prince Ursula chose to be emperor, which is really incredible.

And only Tiger House knows that this extremely smart guy knows that time is not long, so he chose to have an emperor's addiction, that's all.