Utopia

Compared to General Nesar's embarrassment, Bishop Kashida looked at the army of the Principality of Elimu with a painful face, which had finally pushed the front line back to the first trench.

If it were another vassal state, it would be normal to lose more than 3 in one night.

The guns and cannons of the dog-headed people only made sounds but no light. Now everyone would be too scared to move as long as they heard the unique explosion of gunpowder.

Is the sacred power bestowed by the Lord to the church really going to be popularized and mastered by all the people?

No!

Not all the people!

Since the Principality of Elimu is facing such a nightmare, let the Principality of Elimu be an experimental subject and let all the people in this country learn magic. Anyway, he is going all out this time, after all, survival is the top priority.

Obviously, Bishop Kashida is also reluctant. If the church wants to survive, it must change the traditional and conservative rules of the past under the power of gunpowder.

For this reason, he did not know that in the Butterfly City in the north, where the imperial palace of the Guangwu Empire was located, a commander-in-chief who had been carrying out unrestrained looting activities against the northern vassal states of the Kahn Empire was dissatisfied with his subordinates.

"What?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down."

"These unsatisfied and greedy guys... OK! I approve it!"

"Ah?"

"Aren't the soldiers below jealous of the slaves captured one after another? Okay! I also agree with their suggestion to divide the slaves after they are captured, and even send these slaves to their own homes. However, these slaves must be branded before the soldiers below are allowed to take them to their homes! Moreover, from now on, slave markets must be established in all parts of the empire, and special officials will manage the distribution of slaves."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Huh. I can also guess that the soldiers below must also want to live a life like a master, but I need them to work harder for me. In addition to capturing slaves, they must also take back all the useful materials in the pockets or homes of the natives. "

"Yes, sir."

"Also, what is the situation on the peninsula?"

"The tenth prince is willing to surrender."

"Oh? Not bad, not bad! Finally someone has come to his senses."

"But the tenth prince has a condition."

"What time is it? What conditions are you asking for? Tell me."

"He wants to lead the army."

"Oh? Okay, I agree. But I also have a condition. The tenth brother's family must receive assistance in Butterfly City."

When the minister heard his majesty's reply, he knew that his majesty must be worried about his half-brother. But this is actually normal. He has surrendered, and dares to ask for the condition of leading the army? Isn't this just making trouble for himself?

As a result, half a month later, Quan Dunde was happily leading his tenth brother to travel around Butterfly City, which was full of shops and workshops.

"I...ha, Fourth...Fourth Brother, please raise your hands and treat my family well. I am willing to start as a soldier..."

"Don't. I still know the rules. As one of my brothers, I can't treat you too badly. Although when we were in our hometown, we fought for the throne. Now I have come out to be the emperor of the Guangwu Empire, you...um...start as a major. How about 1,200 soldiers under your command?"

"Thank you."

"Anyway, you brought 130,000 people to find me. Some things are over and done with. If possible...I can let my eldest son marry your eldest daughter."

"Hiss...Thank you. I am willing to send Qingxiu to the palace."

"Well. Come with me to continue to see this Butterfly City. We dog-headed people still have a lot to do here."

As Emperor Dunde said, he held his big stick high on one side and tried to win over his tenth brother Luobo on the other. Obviously, Emperor Dunde is not stupid. The struggle within the royal family is nothing compared to the war with foreign forces.

Everything is based on the first standard that the dog-headed people can survive in this world. The internal struggles between the nobles and even the discord within the race are all trivial matters. The foreign races in the New World are the first problem that the Guangwu Empire needs to face now. For this reason, enslaving and eliminating foreign races is absolutely the mission of the Guangwu Empire.

As for whether the means are cruel or terrifying, sorry, they are dog-headed people, not humans, and have no obligation to make any meaningful considerations for the psychology of foreign races.

[To be honest, I have been using it recently, Android and Apple are both available.]

"So, for now, the area of ​​the Guangwu Empire is only more than 4 square kilometers, and the number of citizens is less than 3 million?"

"Alas. I can't do anything about this. How many dog-headed people are there in our hometown? Recently, I have been using more than 70,000. What about now? Is there any recent use of 20,000?"

"Recently, I have been using 20,000. Android and Apple are both available. 】 About 10,000. "

"Tenth brother, do you feel ashamed?"

"We really can't win. On land, we can build walls, dig trenches, and bury mines; at sea, we can also throw mines to create minefields; but... we can't intercept the sky..."

"There is always a loophole, a detail problem."

"This is not a detail. Fourth brother, we really didn't expect the Iron Fist's bomber to be so..."

"Okay, okay!"

"Fourth brother. I met the Japanese before I came here. I brought a bullet. Recently, I have been using 4×97mm machine gun bullets. But we dare not use it."

"No gun?"

"We dare not."

When Quan Dunming, who is only 4 years younger than his tenth brother, said this, Quan Dunde understood that his tenth brother was really desperate. His hometown, the Jiwei Peninsula where his hometown is located, is really getting worse and worse. His brothers still don't have the awareness to learn from his tenth brother and come to him.

But what can he do?

His father had a bunch of concubines, and he had too many half-brothers to count. The struggle for power on the Jiwei Peninsula in the past had long since destroyed the so-called brotherly affection. Now he also understood that his tenth brother was actually a loser in the power struggle.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

So Quan Dunde quickly listened to his tenth brother's story and asked his men to carry an anti-aircraft machine gun with a recoil automatic principle.

"Is this it?"

"Well, there was no tripod below, but we were afraid it would rust at sea, so we made a wooden tripod to avoid the moisture of the sea water."

"How did you get in touch with the Japanese and Mai people at the beginning?"

"It was their people who took the initiative to come to the peninsula and sold arms to several of us brothers one after another. Therefore, my eldest brother had a certain number of weapons to resist the attack of the Iron Fist Empire. Moreover, to this day, the Japanese and Mai people still have an embassy on the peninsula."

"What a group of arms dealers! They are really not afraid of death!"