Above the Seven Towers

At dusk, the mountainous corpses on the square were burning, and the emperor Alfred stared at the flames with three floors, and the fire reflected on his solemn face, making his pale face a little more angry.

"How many were burnt today?" The emperor asked.

"Five thousand and thirty-two," Edel replied.

"A whole wing is gone. There is also a black guard's high-level fighter and a high-level mage. These people could have died in more valuable places and exchanged more Chinese lives." Al Fred sighed, "How about the blood injection?"

"Your Majesty, today is the last day of your deadline. Three more families of positive energy bloodlines arrived here, and now they are all contributing bloodline essence. When I first came over, we made and injected three thousand five today. More than a hundred bloodlines, at night can exceed four thousand. "Master Gandas said.

"Too slow! My fighters are waiting to die. Less than ten thousand people have added up in these days."

"Yes, Your Majesty. I will urge again." Gandas lowered his voice. "However, we have pushed these bloodline families to the limit. Today, there are many people whose bloodlines are difficult to condense, and continue like this By tomorrow, the blood of these people will be useless. "

"They can be a little looser for Weber, but those small families are originally consumables. Don't pay too much attention to these things. These people make much more contributions here than they do on the battlefield, so we still do our best. Use it, "Alfred said.

"Yes."

At this time Rodman said: "Your Majesty, it is interesting to have a young girl named Emma in the new Arvorto family today. Although he is very young, he has proposed a plan."

"Oh?"

Rodman talked about Emma's method, Alfred sneered: "It's just smart, playing this kind of trick with me only shows that she is still very naive. But you can tell this method to other families and let them Follow this way. Those wastes with thin blood vessels should have been used this way. But tomorrow when they lose their blood vessels, they will increase the quota for each file. The mid-level is 60 per day and the low-level 30 per day. "

"Your Majesty! This" Rodman didn't expect the emperor to add more.

Alfred waved his hands and didn't want to continue to discuss this topic, but asked: "Oh, how many people are infused into the bloodline now, but they have not been able to awaken the bloodline?"

"General awakening takes about a day, and now we can be sure that there are more than three thousand people who will not awaken." Rodman said.

"In the foreseeable future, these people will still get sick. And we can't put them in other places, can we?" Alfred asked.

"Yes, your majesty. If these people return to the empire, they will surely plunge the empire into disaster. According to the observation of this plague, I think that these people are likely to be sick." Rodman said.

"I want to give them a chance to show their value." Alfred looked at the growing flames in front of him. "Edell, you will arrange it. I want to meet these people."

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After supper time, in a hall inside Heimuguan city wall. More than three thousand soldiers who had received blood injection but had no effect gathered together. Most of these people have low expressions. Of the people who have been sick so far, very few ordinary people have recovered their health, and they all know that the only way to fight the plague is to inject blood. If a person fails to inject blood, it means that he is sentenced to death. , The difference is just to die early or late.

The people sitting in this room will die of the plague sooner or later.

Everyone exchanged information with each other in a heavy mood. It was nothing more than how many people fell today, and whether they would fall later. When the atmosphere at the scene was shrouded in sorrow and mist, the voice of the attendant came from the door: "Al His Majesty Fred arrived! "

The arrival of Emperor Alfred surprised these people, and everyone saluted on one knee.

Alfred walked to the front of the hall and invited everyone to get up. Looking at the people present with a sympathetic and compassionate eye. People watched him, not knowing the intention of the emperor coming here.

"This plague is a vicious attack, using the cruelest and most ruthless way in history. As of today, the mage and the nobles have tried all our methods to try to cure this plague. However, the God of Nature always has a choice, not all fledglings can fly, not all small beasts can run, and our approach does not work for everyone. Some people get the God of Nature He has gained the ability to resist disease, while others, you are not so lucky.

But did the God of Nature abandon you? No, it is not that he abandoned you, but that he let you embark on another path. "The tone of Emperor Alfred's words at this time carries a divine sense of ritual, as if he were the spokesperson of the God of Nature at this time," This path is revenge! " This plague is undoubtedly brought by our enemy, the Chinese. Now we need someone to send it back! "

Alfred said that the following people finally couldn't help talking.

He extended his hands and pressed down, and the scene was quiet again. "Many of you may fall today or tomorrow. You will fall like you. When you want to spread the plague, I hope you will be around. Is it your partner or colleague, or the enemy who created this plague? Do you hope that the next person suffering from this disease will be your parents and brothers, or those who killed you? "

"Your Majesty! Of course the enemy!"

"I wish they were as sick as my brother now!"

"Enemies, I want to see them look a little bit rotten!"

The crowd below started yelling. Shouting, the atmosphere is getting warmer.

"Very good! This is what I am going to do and spread the plague to the enemy's land! One of us can be immune to this plague by blood, but our enemies can't do it. They will because Your revenge will die from village to village! You will not die worthlessly like a pool of mud, on the contrary, you will become the hero of the empire! "

revenge! value! hero! If you know that you will die, no one will want to die worthless. These words of the emperor spoke into the hearts of these people. They suddenly found that they would not really become a useless mud. He died on the ground in a ward and was finally piled up and burned.

The audience's emotions were really aroused by the emperor's few words, the cry of "Long live your majesty, long live the empire!" Throughout the room.