Vol 6 Chapter 276

And today. ◎,

The actions of the ancestors will be verified by their descendants.

The same era has come again. From the perspective of Tumen, do the descendants of the four young people still have the courage and persistence to shoulder the responsibilities of this era?

He looked at these people with a deep and wise eye.

This bright eye could not help but make everyone feel ashamed, and someone kept bowing his head under his gaze.

To be exact, Tumen only saw a group of people who lost their homes and fled like dogs. Some of these people were Cruz and Faenzan. Some were of noble origin, and some were of poor origin. Most of them were uneasy, as if they had not escaped from their previous fear.

Others also bear the arrogance characteristic of this era, which is the pride of the aristocracy, just like the bad habits of the Miners thousands of years ago.

But one thing is common.

This trait has been vividly shown in previous battles. At least these people have not given up hope and the courage to fight for their homeland.

This is the trait that mortals need most in the coming days.

This is enough.

Tumen nodded, and silently evaluated in his heart whether his waiting with Odin had value.

He opened his mouth.

"I see you downcast, and some people even look terrified when I hear my name, like a group of bereavement dogs. I think if one thousand years ago, your four sages and your ancestors would be the same as you. Will the structure of the Battle of the Holy One change? "

Tumen stood up slowly from his seat, and looked imposing. The powerful aura even forced everyone on the scene to retreat. His tone was almost stern, as if it was intertwined with lightning and thunder.

"Look, the Miners lost to a group of heroes, but their offspring became cowards!"

The words made the dukes horrified, but the young man was full of anger. But under the coercion of Tumen, it was difficult for them to persist, and they could only show a look of humiliation.

Tumen continued with a long voice: "I lived here for a thousand years, and after a thousand years, I saw such a group of bereavement dogs. Then tell me. Is the empire left by Gilt finished, and his descendants dejected? , Have you lost all the spirit and faith left by their predecessors? "

The old man saw many mixed expressions from his faces, fear, fear, indomitableness, and anger. He was relieved that he did not see indifference: "I heard. South of Cape Bay, and Another Cruzian survived, and they formed an alliance with the former enemies of Nazaire to put down their former suspicions and face new enemies. "

"Now I saw another Cruz, so I asked, was the Cruz dead?"

He shook his head, thinking, "No."

"Then Faenzan is dead?"

"not at all."

"Have the posterity of the four wise men completely given up hope?"

His gaze fell on these troubled people.

"No!" Rodrigue, the head of the Knights of the Silver Horse snorted, and replied loudly, "Faenza is here, we can become cold corpses. But no one can tell us to bow!"

This powerful answer shocked everyone in Cruz's heart. Veronica looked up and said with a slightly hoarse voice: "Master Tumen, although the empire is in distress today, his people We still haven't given up hope, otherwise we won't fight all the way here. I also believe that as long as there is another Cruz living, the spirit of the Golden Flame will last forever. "

The words of the head of the women's legion made many young knights hold their heads up. This is the spirit inheritance of the empire. Although it may have been forgotten by the nobles for a long time, at this moment. The Queen of the Flames still picked it up like a hero.

There is still blood in the chests of young people, like a billowing flame, the blood rushes in their veins, even those who are most depressed and dejected. Seems to be clear in the darkness.

With the exception of a few northern nobles from Ludwig, most of the duke's faces were hot, and they wished to take up their weapons and fight again with the monsters outside.

Yes, when will the honor of the family be maintained by these false etiquette, there is only one place for the ancient nobles to realize their value, that is, the battlefield. die on the battlefield.

"Empire, even if you die, you ca n’t bow your head."

This is the motto of the northern aristocracy, and was once a spiritual symbol of the Cruzs.

But now, it was even called out by a Faenzan.

Tumen looked at these people and nodded. "This is the descendant of Gilt and Faenza who I am familiar with."

"Master Tumen," Veronica continued to thank at this time: "Thank you for helping us, those who are in distress, regardless of their previous suspicions."

After she said this, she was silent.

In fact, the appearances of all the people were a bit complicated. Their ancestors had overthrew the rule of the Miner. These descendants should have inherited the hatred of the Miner. But who can think that one day they will be rescued by Tumen. ?

In particular, the Cruzs present deeply understood that it was not only Tumen who rescued Tumen, but also the empire itself.

"You don't have to be motivated by this. I don't just do it for you." To Veronica, Tumen shook his head: "You must understand this, whether it's Cruz or Fazan, It's not just the Empire of the Empire. "

There may not be anyone who can understand the meaning of this sentence before the black moon falls, but at this moment, everyone's heart is more or less understood.

"Master Tumen, the Empire will bear the corresponding responsibilities, not to mention those monsters are still raging in the Empire, and sooner or later we will regain our homeland," Veronica replied, "In this war, The Empire will never retreat. "

"It's good to have such an idea," Tumen replied, "but it's not enough, even with your fellow people who have survived on the other side of the Cape Bay, it's not enough."

The words in front of Tumen brightened the eyes of all the Cruzs, especially the eldest sons of Rainerette and Veronica. The Cape Bay is not only the cradle of the Imperial Navy, but also the most prosperous area of ​​the Imperial Commerce. To say that they survived is undoubtedly great news for them.

Even if it is affected by the disaster, as long as it is not completely destroyed, there are still at least population and materials, and more importantly, there is the traditional sphere of influence of the Temple of Fire, the faith of the Golden Yan Way, and the spiritual inheritance of the Empire will follow Pass on to the survivors.

Not to mention, if the survivors there reconcile with the Nazaires, they can at least flee to the south or north, so that even if the empire is destroyed at one time, as long as these two Cruzians still exist, then there will be One day, it will still be reborn above the ruins.

The rare good news these days can't help cheering up all Cruzs. Since these days, their morale has been depressed. In addition to physical suffering, in fact, everyone has suffered more mentally.

The demise of the empire is, for every proud empire's people, tantamount to the collapse of faith, especially watching the dragon in front of them be killed and destroyed by the terrible power, so that everyone can't help it There is a kind of despair that has come.

And at this moment, although they will not wipe out the sorrowful air, but it is enough to inject a glimmer of hope into the stagnant heart.

And this is exactly what Tumen wants to see. What he needs is not a group of people who have completely abandoned the hope of fugitives, but people who can stand up and fight to save hope.

Only such a person can bring the possibility of survival for Warend's future.

However, the second half of his sentence caused a whisper to the nobles. Veronica couldn't help asking: "Master Tumen, we were going to cross the Alkash Mountains and go to the wilderness of the Four Realms to meet the Empire. The Red Legion converged, and then launched a counterattack from there, first regained some areas in the south of the Evergreen Corridor, and then thought of heading towards Cape Bay. Do you have a different opinion on this? "

"Are the Cruzians going to fight these monsters alone? You should know who their pawns are."

There was silence for a while.

Tumen went on to say: "You know better than I do about the history described in the poems of the Cang that occurred in the past few times. The fire of our civilization has experienced countless similar wars since it was lit by Lord Martha. Your future will be more sinister and dangerous than in the days of the Battle of the Holy One. Are the Cruzians ready? "

Veronica could not help but shut her mouth.

If this is a war against dusk, how can Cruz people be prepared? Before countless epochs, even the existence of the Azure Knight could not completely kill the Twilight Dragon. How could a mortal like them talk about dominating their own destiny?

Tumen is right. The Battle of the Holy One is nothing more than a battle between the mortal and the Miner over the rule of the mainland. The Miner simply wanted to enslave the world, but the Dragon of the Twilight had to destroy everything and let The world returns to chaos.

Faced with such a level of existence, it is difficult for mortals like them to imagine the power possessed by the other party. The monsters they had previously confronted were just a small projection of this power in this world, as if it was enough to destroy the entire Cruz.

When the twilight comes, will they be able to save all their only paradise?

They dare not think about it, nor do they want to think about this suffocating desperate future.

…… (To be continued.) Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotian.net