Chapter 1214 Leader of the Revolutionary Army
Dazhou and the supporting troops of the female warrior tribe continued to evacuate. In the process, the giant eagle knight who went deep into the Smith Kingdom to investigate the situation came back...
"Reporting to Your Majesty, it seems that there is a rebellion in the rear of the Smith Kingdom, and the royal city has been occupied by a large number of slaves."
Zhou Xu didn't have much idea after learning about this situation.
It is only a matter of time before this extreme slavery system, which enslaves other races on a large scale and exploits them crazily, will be counterattacked.
"Any more news? Don't worry about whether it's important or not, tell me everything you see."
At that time, the Giant Eagle Knight could only observe from the air and could not land to ask questions, so his understanding was very limited.
Now that their majesty has said so, the giant eagle knight also said whatever he thought of. When the other party said that the red flag was hung in the royal city, Zhou Xu's eyelids jumped.
"What's the pattern on the red flag? Do you see it clearly?"
"As for the pattern, there is a very strange symbol on it..."
The Giant Eagle Knight started gesticulating as he spoke.
"It looks like a sickle and a hammer crossed together."
Hearing this, Zhou Xu was stunned.
【What the hell? ! 】
At the same time, in the royal city of the Smith Kingdom...
After successfully killing Smith V, the flag of their revolutionary army was raised on the top of the stone castle.
Looking at the flags fluttering in the wind in the firelight, the members of the revolutionary army who were dormant in the dark seemed to have received a shot in the arm. They sprang out from all over the streets and alleys, shouting while rushing back. ……
"The King is dead!!!"
Amidst the roar, they held various farm tools such as sickles and pitchforks as weapons in their hands. They cooperated with other slaves inside and outside, and easily rushed into the homes of those slave owners, dragging them out of their beds and executing them!
One, two, three! As more and more slave owners were killed, the number of slaves wielding farm tools became more and more on the streets. They seemed to snowball and gathered together crazily, making their group more and more big!
During this period, under the leadership of the revolutionary army cadre Geert, Narga walked into the stone castle. Narga, as the 'Hand of the King', was no stranger to the king's residence, but this time, he presented himself The scene in front of him could not find any sense of familiarity.
The corpses of the Wang family's guards lay scattered on the road. Among them, the head of the guard leader he said had the strength of the Hundred Refining Realm was now placed at the gate, which was simply shocking.
At this moment, the entire castle has been occupied by the Revolutionary Army. They are spread throughout the castle, taking the place of the royal guards. They are constantly looking at him, and there is not much kindness in their eyes.
But there were also some revolutionary soldiers who bowed to him as he passed by. They should be slaves who, like Gilt, had been helped by him.
Soon, they arrived outside the king's government office.
But Smith V was not keen on dealing with government affairs. He only liked to enjoy himself, indulged in female sex, and constantly increased the number of his concubines. Since Smith V came to the throne, the symbolic meaning of the King's Government Affairs Room has exceeded its actual meaning.
Basically, those government documents will be sent directly to his residence for him to handle.
Now that he is here again, Narga's mood is extremely complicated.
The last time he was here was when Smith IV was still alive.
Now that I have come here again, everything has changed...
"Dong dong dong!"
Gilt stepped forward and knocked on the door of the government affairs room.
"Chief, Mr. Narga is here."
Soon, a strong voice came from inside.
"Come in!"
After receiving permission, Gilt pushed open the door, then turned sideways and made a 'please' gesture towards Narga standing behind.
Taking a deep breath, Narga adjusted her mood and walked into the house. At this moment, candles were lit in the room, and Narga immediately saw the figure sitting at the table. Even sitting there, he could feel the tall figure of the other person.
At this time, the other party was casually looking through the books on the table. It was not until Narga had reached the table that he slowly stopped and looked up.
He has light skin, a protruding nose, blue eyes, and a scruffy beard. Some people even reach middle age and have only a ring of hair on the back of their heads and a bare scalp. This is a very typical appearance. of Caucasian people.
White people like this can be seen everywhere in their Smith Kingdom, but unlike those white slaves, the white man in front of him exuded a powerful aura. The moment they looked at each other, it actually made him feel frightened.
He had only felt this feeling with General Fisher.
This reminded Narga of what Gilt had said before, that the leader of the Revolutionary Army was a strong man in the Vajra Realm!
It is no exaggeration to say that just this glance made Narga completely confirmed.
Then, before he could speak, the figure sitting in the king's seat spoke first...
"I have known you for a long time. Lord Narga, let me introduce myself. I am the leader of the revolutionary army, Peter Petnovitch Tchaikovsky. You can call me Peter."
The length of the name made Narga even more curious about the leader of the revolutionary army in front of him.
The other party not only possesses the strength of the King Kong Realm, but also from the other party's words, deeds, and name, he can feel that the other party has obviously received a certain degree of cultural education.
This is a white man in front of him, which is simply unimaginable in the Smith Kingdom where black people supremacy.
"Sir Peter, I'm curious, how did you do it?"
Narga didn't ask too specifically, but Peter understood what the other party meant, and he just smiled...
"Let's put it this way, I am a chosen one, and this is my fifteenth year in this world."
The moment he heard the words 'chosen one', Narga's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.
[It turned out to be the same chosen one as the first King Smith I! 】
For many aborigines, no more words are needed. The three words "God's Chosen One" are enough to solve most of their questions.
"I'll tell you the truth, Your Excellency Narga, I want to hire you to be the governor of our 'Rakshasa Republic'."
"And you will become the king of this 'Rakshasa Republic'?"
Narga asked rhetorically.
Although Peter used a new term, this did not prevent Narga from understanding it.
There is no doubt that the other party has no intention of letting the Smith Kingdom continue to exist...
"It can be understood that way."
Peter freely admitted that he had no intention of hiding it.
"Sir Peter, before I make a decision, I want to have a chat with you."
"Of course."
Peter was very easy to talk to, and the two chatted until dawn.
After stretching hard, Peter stretched his muscles. Listening to the movement outside the stone castle, he put on his black coat, opened the door leading from the government office to the external balcony, and walked out.
Bathed in the early morning sunshine, I looked at the figures that had been crowding around the castle and even on the streets outside before I knew it.
Peter, who has endured for fifteen years and has been developing silently in secret, his heartbeat speeds up unconsciously at this moment. Finally, the day has come for him to be proud and proud!
He raised his hand and the scene suddenly became quiet. Then Peter took a deep breath and shouted loudly...
"I declare! From today on, our 'Rakshasa Republic' is officially established! Ula!!!"
"Ula!!!"
(End of chapter)