Black sails

Chapter 448 LXXXII. Blood Tax

The heartland of the Principality of Mulong.

Serin's subjective initiative is very strong. Not only does she help Black Sail, but she also does it for her own benefit. However, Serin is a wealthy lady with a high status. She doesn't care about these things. She also does it for the deep game between her motherland and Alan.

If Alan builds the railway to the oasis country of Wadiniya, and then sets up stationed engineers along the way, bypassing the narrow sea, the blood vessels across the western continent will be connected.

The power of the emperor must be unstoppable, and this blood vessel must be connected.

Even if the army general Crocodile Island dies, Alan, who is full of talents, will definitely send strong troops again.

Time.

Just delay it, give Lostra a window period to infiltrate Wadiniya. When the emperor's railway enters the small territory of the oasis country, he will find that his beloved has fallen and become a plaything of the major countries west of the narrow sea.

The target is! The Minotaur Emperor!

Serin is no longer a war supervisor. To be honest, this huge group of pirates, although they have been trained by the former Alan Knight Claude, are only at the level of a thief's army.

Now Serin even serves as a part-time chief of staff.

But it is basically equivalent to commanding the overall situation.

You can't expect the accompanying Master Archer to have any ideas.

Morrison's advantage is that he can fight, and his disadvantage is that this person who likes explosive speeches can only fight.

Even Shadi, the idea king of the East Coast, can only answer that you are right compared to those who graduated from military schools.

As for Micah.

"Our pirates in Tianguo Port are like this, gambling big money and visiting big prostitutes.

We can't stand outsiders, and outsiders can't stand us."

The Gobi Highlands swept by the cold wind.

Micah at the front of the team pulled the reins, stopped the horse, and put his index finger against the root of the mountain.

"I remember your kindness.

If you encounter difficulties, come to me, I will definitely repay you."

Mica turned over and dismounted, looked at Serin with an ambiguous look, slapped himself, and ran quickly to enter the town first to experience the local culture and customs of Mulong.

Serin's forehead was black.

Having arrived at the destination of this trip.

The mountain range in the northwest of the Principality of Mulong, the Kolor Highlands.

If Alan wants to repair through Mulong, he must build a tunnel and a railway bridge here, otherwise he will have to take a detour of no less than 2,000 miles. Considering the cost and the transportation cost of multiple round trips in the future, this is a must-go place.

Located in the middle and later stages of the railway, after repairing the Kolor Highlands and bypassing the peninsula where the Forgotten Port of the Cross Alliance is located, you can enter the west of the Narrow Sea.

The functional small countries behind are also Yalan's lackeys. Compared with this cross-cutting high ridge, those small hills and valleys are no longer natural barriers.

So the Kolor Highlands are a must-fight place for this high-level game.

The Yalan people are not stupid. They sent advance soldiers to see what's going on.

But the tribal resistance organizations in Mulong, plus the Seventh Amendment, refused to let Yalan Army out.

So Yalan Army's railway front is still in front of the Principality of Mulong.

The reason why the Seventh Amendment people have not come to Golden Palm Port to pick up people is that they are too busy to do anything and have been harassing and raiding at the forefront.

For Yalan Army, this is a war for money and security, so even if there are advantages in the quality of soldiers and equipment, they cannot completely crush them.

The fighting will is not the same, although the sacrifice ratio is huge.

Not to mention the KB members of the amendment, this is a crisis of survival for the local tribes of Mulong.

The Principality of Bema once had great hopes of becoming one of the six permanent states. Look at what it is like now. That is a lesson for us.

Not to mention some historical problems. The local tribes have joined forces with the resistance army. Although Alan is too powerful to settle all the old and new grudges, at least they have to survive this crisis.

With Lostra's covert and overt money, these Mulon people are still very competitive.

The Marquis of Golden Palm Harbor has already greeted the lord of the Corol Highlands. They are all brothers. Black Sail is on the same front with the resistance army and Lostra.

The lord of the Corol Highlands was recently appointed and can be trusted.

Because the old Mulon noble who was bribed a month ago, his torso, limbs and head were dismembered by the resistance army and hung at the city gate to dry. The climate in the highlands is dry, so it is still early for it to rot. There are just some flies flying around, which is harmless.

The current Collor Highlands is considered the base camp of the resistance army. The current lord, who is also one of the big leaders of the resistance army, the Marquis of Golden Palm Harbor, is also giving him money.

The thousand or so troops outside must have been discovered long ago.

With the conditions of the Principality of Mulong, there is no special military fortress. The residential area and the military wall are integrated.

The thousand troops were exhausted, so they set up camp outside the town and then went into the city to prepare and replenish fodder and food.

The envoy of the local lord invited Serin and his party into the castle to discuss important matters.

"There are no people from the Seventh Amendment in your team."

The lord's envoy was not a civil servant, but a soldier with rough skin, wearing a turban and carrying a matchlock gun.

The Principality of Mulong is now in chaos.

The Seventh Amendment seems to be helping Mulong to fight against Alan, but in fact, the interests are different. As one of the most notorious KB organizations in the Western Continent, the first echelon must want to control these transportation networks and make war money.

Now the Mulong Resistance Army is courting disaster, but it has no other choice. Without these faith warriors, the Kolor Highlands might have been overthrown.

"Don't worry, I know you don't allow people over there to station troops. There are only me and our designated partners."

After nailing the leash stake into the ground, Serin replied calmly. As for which country it was, there was no need to name it.

The lord's envoy was very confused. It seemed that this woman was the leader of this group of people.

Of course, Serin was not the only one who came to Lostella. She was accompanied by senior intelligence personnel from Lostella, all of whom were top-notch experts selected through layers of screening.

Morrison asked his men to take good care of the horses. He looked at the natural scenery of the Corol Highlands. The mountains here are steep and winding. Although it is a Gobi Highland, it is not without any vegetation. The wild grass makes this lonely place even more bleak and desolate.

The towns here are far inferior to port cities, but the resistance headquarters built on the mountain still has a scale of nearly 100,000 residents. It takes less than half a day to visit Corol City.

Morrison only knew one thing, that the interests of the Black Sail were different from those of the locals of Muron. The railway would be completed, and this place would inevitably suffer a devastating blow, and it must surrender.

Black Sail only needed to hold on until the end of the year, and kill Army General Crocodile Island, and then it could report to Lostra. In this way, the matter of Fafna would be completely settled, and no one would ask about the dragon anymore. Lostra's investment could also support the construction of the Port of Heaven, but the contradiction between Donghai and Alan would be further intensified.

"Hurry up, there is no food to eat these days, hurry up and treat them well."

Archer was already very impatient. Before, the Port of Heaven lived a fairy-like life, and food that was less than one silver coin would go away.

Xia Di thought Archer would soon be disappointed. Now it was wartime. If the leader of the resistance army was a very righteous person, at best he would have bacon slices.

The interior of Mulong is a very miserable place. The land itself is not very rich. Now Lord Yalan comes in to set up projects to make money, and the puppet government makes money. Who is being made money?

Under the guidance of the lord's envoy, the core personnel followed into the city.

But Micah, who had been holding back for several days, had already come in.

But Kolor City is different from any city Micah has been to.

The architectural style is somewhat different. The top of the building is more dome-like, and the symmetrical stone column structure is well used. The details of the wall carvings repeat the triangular structure and colorful patterns. Mulong's aesthetics is unique.

But the buildings in the city seem to have been unattended for a long time, as if they have been hollowed out. The road from the main road to the castle seems unusually empty, even if there are people rushing.

What's even more different is...

Just like the nobles who levied heavy taxes during the civil war in the Bema Principality last year, two of the three grains of rice people eat must be invested in military expenses.

In this case, countless residents migrated for refuge, and those who could escape fled, even if they became refugees in other countries.

But it is not that easy. In times of national crisis, the border checkpoints used to block our own people are very strict.

Those who cannot escape are captured and forcibly requisitioned by the resistance organization because they are helpless and forced to this point. Otherwise, they cannot compete with Alan at all. Without a steady supply of military reinforcements, they can only be killed.

There are many people who abandon everything because of this extreme situation, and are even willing to go to the Alan-controlled area in the eastern section of the railway just to get rid of this nightmare and make their families live in peace.

Micah wandered in the city of Kolor and stopped.

There are no prostitutes in the resistance base camp. Women are rare, only rough women like resident nurses.

There is no commercial activity on the dilapidated brick and stone streets. Soldiers with disabled limbs and bloody bandages sit in every corner of the street and alley, looking up at the sky.

There are too many people, they are just waiting to die. The infection of the trauma makes those people's eyes cloudy and yellow, coughing constantly, or making intermittent moans.

Everyone knows that this is a losing battle.

It is bound to fail.

When fighting the puppet government, there were continuous victories and the momentum was unstoppable.

But when the "Advance Movement" was officially launched, the Alan army entered the pass and was defeated. Although the front line was still at the front half of the railway, it was also a last gasp.

In the repeated extortion, the forced conscription of militias, and the repeated defeats, the prestige and reputation of the leaders of the United Resistance Army also fell to the bottom.

This city exudes boundless despair.

The trampled weeds on the brick streets broke, as if every dead branch fell to the ground, and the violent vortex never let go of the edge of the high mountains.

Micah, who was stationed, waited for Celine and her group later.

"Go to hell."

Morrison smiled but didn't care much about these defeated soldiers.

Xia Di was ashamed, could you say less?

"It's so unlucky. Everyone looks like a dead person."

Archer quickly took a sip from the wine bottle to calm down.

Serlin rolled her eyes. Can she really make a good plan with these insects? She could only take it one step at a time and wait for Sarrett to finish his business and come back to help as soon as possible.