Bright Era

In the eastern plains of the western continent, the originally picturesque plains are now full of wolves.

The Principality of Lulin, a small country in the middle of the Eastern Plains dominated by animal husbandry, the cheese produced in the Principality enjoys a high reputation throughout the Western Continent, especially the high-end cheeses that have been fermented and moulded by secret methods, which are not a noble feast. Few treasures.

But today, the Principality of Lu Lin is occupied by refugees and defeated soldiers.

There are simple tents and dilapidated thatched huts everywhere. Outside the capital of the Principality of Lu Lin, there are messy refugee camps at a glance. Some rebel soldiers from several small countries in the east are using force to behave in the refugee camps, wantonly plundering money, strip off the clothes of a few beautiful girls, and give them the first enlightenment education in their lives.

The behavior of the rebel soldiers aroused the vigilance of the law enforcement team of the Principality of Lu Lin, and dozens of soldiers from the law enforcement team hurried over.

But the armament of the Principality of Lu Lin is extremely poor. The standing army of the Principality is only less than 30,000, and the personal combat effectiveness of these 30,000 soldiers is a bit outrageous. They are not so much soldiers, as they are militias, and their combat effectiveness is even worse. Not as good as the defense team of Dunelker Harbor.

And those soldiers who can escape on the battlefield, they are more or less veterans who have fought with nomadic cavalry. As soon as the soldiers from the law enforcement team of the Principality of Lu Lin surrounded them, these rebels wielded their weapons and launched an attack. As a result, the law enforcement team of the Principality of Lu Lin was beaten and scrambled, and the insurgents became more and more wanton in the refugee camp.

The contemporary Grand Duke of Lu Lin, Mei Dai Lin Lu Lin, stood on the head of the city blankly, looking at the chaotic refugee camp outside the city in a daze. The total population of the Principality of Lulin is only 23 million people, but the number of refugees who have poured into the Principality of Lulin these days is several times that. The grain reserves of the Principality of Lulin have been eaten by a fraction of them in the past few days. The whole country has to run out of food every month.

And the major grain-producing countries that Principality Lu Lin used to purchase grain had already been captured by nomadic cavalry at this moment. Principality Lu Lin didn't know where to find food with gold coins.

Midday, who is known for her beautiful sonnet love poems and her beautiful violin, is blank in her mind. Her artistic attainments are absolutely superhuman, even among the royal families of the great empires. People can compare with her in this respect.

But in terms of governance policy, Mei Dailin, and even the noble ministers under her, are all characters with a black eye.

After all, the Principality of Lulin is not big and it is also known for its animal husbandry. This is a small and beautiful country like a paradise. There is no intrigue. Through the marriage of generations, the relationship between Lulin and its neighboring countries is very good. Therefore, in the context of Minister Wu of the Principality of Lu Lin, all of them belonged to the kind of character with a wide heart and fat body!

The sudden influx of refugees and the rampant insurgents made Lu Lin dumbfounded. It is possible to think of taking out the food reserves in the granary and distributing it to the refugees so that the refugees will not riot. This is the only countermeasure they can think of.

Besides, they don’t know what to do.

"The Gaul Empire and the Caesar Empire, didn't they send reinforcements?" Midaline asked dazedly to her father who was standing next to her, the former Grand Duke of Lu Lin, Farin Lu Lin.

Falen Lulin, who was born handsome and who was over sixty years old but still maintained the face of thirty people, also looked at her daughter blankly, and then shook her head blankly. This former grand duke is also a superb. In order to pursue a famous opera actress three years ago, he resolutely gave up the position of grand duke, threw the Principality of Lu Lin to his daughter, and then followed the actress to travel the world.

It took three years of hard work to finally turn the actress into her own little lover, and she took the beauty back to the Principality of Lu Lin with pride, and was about to discuss with her daughter whether it would be the grand duke. The position was returned to him again, and his little lover had a good life for the grand duchess for a few days, but as a result, the head was smashed and countless refugees poured in.

Farin was knocked into the dark by the stick, and he didn't know what to do with it.

"So, didn't the church send any reinforcements?" Medaline looked at her father pitifully.

"No! The archbishop stationed in our country, he seems to have taken people away." Farin looked at her daughter pitifully, and muttered irresponsibly: "Now you are Grand Duke Lu Lin, you have to bear this sacred one. Duty, my dear daughter, I think you should exercise your power to lead this country out of crisis!"

As soon as Midline grasped her father's hands, "Are you willing to become Duke Lulin again? I suddenly discovered that music and poetry are my life pursuits. You should take care of the sacred duty of Duke Lulin!" "

Mei Dailin simply took out the seal of Grand Duke Lu Lin, and put it into Falin's hands regardless of the number of three seven twenty one: "Mother died early, but didn't you just find the new Grand Duke? Let her give birth to a son for you and add a younger brother to me. He will be the best candidate for Duke Lu Lin!"

Falin stared at the seal in his hand blankly. He was trying to persuade his daughter to continue to take on this sacred duty and protect his great motherland. There was an earth-shattering cry of despair from the refugee camp outside the city. sound.

On the horizon, a line of black shadow appeared out of thin air, and the ground was trembling slightly, and then the line of black shadow quickly spread to both sides, and then the black shadow became wider and closer. There was a dull thunderous hoof sound. The pair of best father and daughter standing on the city wall fully proved the truth of standing tall and looking far. They were horrified to discover that the black line that was getting closer and closer was actually Endless nomadic cavalry.

From left to right, there is no end in sight. The mighty nomadic cavalry resembling tides have broken through the fragile and almost non-existent border defenses of the Principality of Lu Lin. It only took a day and a night to drive straight to Lu Lin. Lindu City.

"God!"

The father and daughter screamed at the same time, and the seal representing the supreme power of Grand Duke Lu Lin fell heavily to the ground.

The high-pitched beasts sounded constantly, and the particularly dull sound of steps came from far away. In the cavalry team that looked like a black wave, hundreds of grassland elephants with a height of 20 meters and thick iron armor were following the footsteps of the cavalry brigade, spitting heat and saliva.

On the backs of these wild elephants, delicate small wooden buildings were built with wooden boards. In each small wooden building stood a dozen priests from the desert temple and the grassland temple. They looked at Lu Linducheng coldly, and suddenly there was a loud horn. After that, they raised their staff at the same time.

The land of the Principality of Lu Lin was all plain grassland and loose woodland, but when the priests of the desert temple took action, a cloud of wind and sand suddenly appeared in the flat land. The wind was blowing in the wind, and a terrible dust storm suddenly came.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the gust of wind blew from dozens of miles away, and the tents and thatched huts in the refugee camp were blown up into the sky. Even some civilians with thin bodies were screaming and being blown by the wind. They danced to the heights by the wind, and then were beaten on their heads by fist-sized pebbles mixed in the wind and sand, breaking their bones and cracks, and then countless rough gravels grind their bodies into flesh. sauce.

After the priests of the Prairie Temple took action, all the grass within a radius of tens of miles broke, and the grass blades flew into the sky. Under the faint green light, these grass blades had become as flexible and sharp as a sword. The sandstorm in the desert temple rolled up these sharp blades of grass, blasted forward with a ‘swish’ sound, and countless blades of grass instantly flooded the refugee camp outside the city.

How many blades of grass are there in the grassland tens of miles?

This question may only be answered by the gods, but there is no doubt that everyone who witnessed this scene suddenly understood why the desert temple and the steppe temple can compete with the entire church for so many years with the power of the two temples.

It was like a devastating rain of arrows fired by millions of archers at the same time, and dense, overwhelming grass blades roared over a refugee camp with a radius of more than 20 miles. All the refugees, all the insurgents, all the livestock and poultry in the refugee camp screamed desperately at the same time. The countless sharp blades of grass, driven by the violent wind, are at a speed ten times faster than the bow and arrow fired by a strong bow. The whistling came, easily penetrated their bodies.

At that moment, a thick mist of blood rose above the refugee camp outside the city.

It was the blood spray that millions of people were instantly wiped out, and the bodies of millions of people burst at the same time.

A huge vortex of divine power appeared out of thin air in the sky, and millions of souls were swallowed by the vortex. A huge, contented will spread from the void, and the divine power halo on all the priests of the two great temples suddenly increased. There were even a few priests who contributed the most, and their strength rose to a large level out of thin air.

The violent wind rolled up a cloud of blood and splashed on the city of Lu Lin. Everything in the city was covered with thick blood plasma. Naturally, this also included the best father and daughter of Mei Dai Lin and Far Lin.

They looked at each other in horror, and then closed their eyes in despair.

In the next instant, a wave of new blades of grass whizzed in, and everything in Lu Lindu city was torn to pieces by the sharp blades of grass.

"Great gods, please accept the souls of these humble pagans! I hope our sacrifices can please you!"

A huge voice sounded, and the two high priests of the temple suddenly shook their bodies, and their strength was directly raised from the middle-level saint master to the semi-god realm! Their sacrifices pleased their gods, they received the gifts of the gods directly, and they were directly rewarded with the power of the demigods by the gods!

The mighty nomadic cavalry shouted hoarse cheers, and then they flooded the entire Lu Lin Principality. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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