My Empire

On a quiet manor pasture near the Holy See, several farmers are picking up forage for feeding the horses. Their hard work every day can only exchange for some dry food to solve the food and clothing problem of themselves and their families.

As soon as they wake up, they need to start working and can't rest until late. They were cruelly exploited and dedicated their lives to the owner of this pasture.

This manor belongs to the property of the nearby Holy See and is under the direct management of the Holy See. The taxes paid are also "an offering to the gods."

Every farmer working here is a devout believer. They live in this world hard and believe that the gods can save them in the next life.

"May my contribution be known to God..." A farmer grabbed a handful of wheat straw and cut it with a sickle, while praying softly.

The other farmer who worked with him didn't say a word. In fact, he was praying in his heart, praying that he would use his life's hard work in exchange for the glory and wealth of his next life.

They also want to be like those bishops and archbishops, wearing gorgeous costumes, representing gods, enjoying exquisite food, and living in such a magnificent room.

"Hey! Look! What's over there!" In the distance, a farmer who took off his straw hat pointed to the sky and shouted in a surprised voice: "Look!"

On the pasture, the farmers who were working stood up straight. They put their hands on their foreheads and squinted their eyes to the distant sky.

Then, they saw some small black spots, so quietly, they approached where they were.

At the very beginning, everyone thought it was the farmer who made a fuss and yelled at the flock of birds as something.

But then farmers who were accustomed to flying birds realized that these things were not flying birds, but something bigger.

Not only did they fail to see the black dots flapping their wings, but they also saw the black dots zooming in rapidly, making them much larger than normal birds.

Soon, these black things were so big that they shocked the farmers. These farmers looked up at the black weapons that were about to pass over their heads, and found that they were one after another in black robes!

This is no joke! Growing up, these farmers, this is the first time they have seen someone flying into the sky!

You must know that this is not Ailan Hill, and in the sky here, there are no all kinds of aircraft with engines roaring over people's heads!

Hope that the sky on Planet 2 has always been very clean. Apart from clouds and birds in the sky, no other mess has appeared in the sky!

"How can people fly?" A young child holding a sickle, standing on the grass field looking up at the sky, asked the adult standing next to him inexplicably.

His father obviously didn't know why anyone could fly in the sky, so he couldn't explain it either. He just subconsciously prayed that these gods flying in the sky could bring him a happy future.

These figures flying overhead, it is obviously impossible to hear the prayers of the farmers on the ground. They are not here to rescue these squeezed farmers, they are here to destroy!

That's right, these shadows are the **** puppet troops of the Ailan Hill Empire who were ordered to attack the Holy See. These are true **** puppets, but not those shoddy battle puppet robots.

Even in the original puppet empire, such a large army of **** puppets has never appeared. So many **** puppets, placed in any army, can serve as the main force.

"Enter the war zone in a moment... with five people as a team! Destroying all the Vatican troops is the goal of this battle..." The leader is wearing a black robe, a white mask on his face, and a puppet with artistic font 01 on his forehead. He opened his mouth and ordered.

All the **** puppets agreed, and then they began to dive, hiding in the woods near the holy city.

The Holy Church is the only city controlled by the Holy See and the largest city in the world. The entire city can be said to be the Holy See itself, and the Holy See, where the Pope lives, is the core castle of the city.

The garrison soldier of the Holy Cleric Army standing on the city wall, wearing a special armor and holding a spear, stands behind the crevice of the city wall, looking listlessly at the open space in front of the city wall.

The main force of the Holy See has been dispatched, and the Holy See troops who stayed here are not too vigilant. After all, the battlefield is too far away from here, and the city is really too big!

There are millions of people in the whole city, and the city walls can't see the end at a glance. It is not easy for such a huge city to be fully vigilant.

After yawning, the soldier walked over to a tower at the end of this section of the wall with his spear.

He is going to wake up his sleeping companions and exchange positions with each other. He has been standing here for about two hours and needs a good rest.

Before he could walk back to the tower, behind him, a black shadow jumped onto the city wall at an extremely fast speed.

The black shadow had light footsteps, barely making any noise, and moved behind the soldier walking backwards like a ghost.

A sharp dagger pierced the body of the Crusaders soldier directly from behind, and when the soldier was about to yell, a cold palm covered his mouth.

The Crusaders who had slowly lost their lives opened their eyes wide, trying to struggle but couldn't afford it. He wanted to take a look at his enemy, but found that he had no way to control his neck.

In this way, he fell powerlessly, the spear in his hand fell down, and after tilting it about thirty degrees, he was caught by another dark shadow without making a sound.

Being placed under the crevice of the city wall, this Holy Cleric soldier who was bleeding all the time saw a man in a black robe walked into the tower where he just wanted to go back, but he could only sit here and wait. My own life gradually passed away.

The man in black who walked into the tower in his place swaggered to the guard of the Holy Order Army who was still resting, and inserted a long sword into the body of the Holy Order Army who was still sleeping.

At the gate of the city wall not far away, more than a dozen corpses of the Holy Religious Army were lying on the ground, several **** puppets wearing black robes embroidered with golden eagle emblems. They opened the city gate. On the other side of the city gate, there were some **** puppets who were already waiting there and were unwilling to climb the wall.