When the People's Commune of the North in Copenhagen was established, the northern countries fell into a collective silence like death - too fast, the revolutionary army invaded the capital in one day, completely erasing the entire aristocratic ecosystem from this land, and in the west

When the overall situation of the province and the southern province has been decided, the resistance of the barren small cities in the north has become insignificant - it can even be said that whether the nobles in these small cities can escape from this country is a question.

The ship might have been a good idea, but after the Northern Kingdom's national fleet finally chose to revolt, it became impossible.

And in the Eastern Province... The Northern Province once had the concept of the Eastern Province, but now there is only a little bit of land and a few kittens. Now I am afraid that they have been hanged by the city guards who have chosen to revolt.

On the city gate.

After capturing the city, Marin asked Link and Jon to be responsible for pacifying the civilians in the city and suppressing the big businessmen and the so-called underworld tycoons who were ready to make moves - the former, no matter the time and place, are always the type of people who like to make money while the country is struggling.

, and the latter, people will not die if they don’t do something, but they usually like to show that they are always super cool in front of the world.

Then he, Carter Robinson and Stein Mansenheim led the army southward - several small countries in the south heard that they were furious and wanted to unite to kill all the daring serfs and mud-legged people in the north -

They didn't seem to understand that Marin was already in place.

Marin has hired an elven attack fleet to escort the transport convoy heading north. The first time the ambassador saw Marin, he said that His Highness Marin's affairs are their elves' affairs, and at the same time made fun of the sad face.

Dwarves - you see, those small sampans of the dwarves are not qualified to escort Marin's large fleet.

However, the dwarf master craftsmen immediately gathered several clans of the northern dwarves and joined Marin's army on its way south. They also brought cannons that they were proud of.

Marin had seen them all, and they were all old bronze antiques. Although he wanted to let them put these antiques away, considering that he could not hurt the feelings of the dwarves, Marin could only take them with him.

Then Marin's army encountered the coalition forces on the southern border.

Looking at the phalanx of muskets and horse-drawn small bronze cannons on the opposite side, Marin didn't know what to say.

Carter Robinson said that as long as his division attacks, these antiques can be completely swept into the trash heap of history.

Marin thought for a while and said that it was better to open up the front line first and let the dwarves' cannons fire a few rounds.

"Why, Your Highness, look at the opponent, our skirmishers only need to hit two platoons three hundred meters away to send all the idiots in their front row to hell." Carter still didn't understand.

But Stein understood the matter: "No, His Highness Marin meant not to make our dwarf allies too hard. You see, they dragged those cannons for two days. They were tired enough. Now that everyone is here,

They should also be allowed to contribute some efforts and make some achievements, aren't you right, Your Highness?"

"Carter, learn from your General Stein." Marin smiled and asked the dwarf messenger to convey his order.

After a while, the dwarves pushed out their cannon.

The appearance of the dwarves caused a commotion in the coalition forces on the opposite side. After a while, a knight holding a white flag ran over. He brought news about the coalition forces - considering that both sides were human beings, the coalition forces hoped to hold a championship showdown.

The losing side surrenders on its own.

As the commander of the army, Stein Mansenheim was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the envoy: "I want to know who your champion is."

"The champion of the God of Praise and Poetry." The messenger gave a name, then turned and rode away.

Marin asked Stein where this god of praise and poetry came from. Stein said that he was a weak god who tinkered with things like poetry all day long and was quite popular among the nobles of the northern countries.

market.

"In other words, very weak?" Marin asked.

"...You want to play? No, Your Highness, don't talk about ordinary champions, you are even stronger than that one." Carter looked at Marin and quickly said no, saying anything to prevent Marin from playing - because this is too bullying.

As a human being, even one of his own people can't stand it.

"I'm just going to come on and scare them." Marin said.

"Do you really think so?" This time, even Stein joined the queue of questions.

"Really, do you think I, Marin, am such a violent person?" Marin patted his chest.

Out of respect for His Highness, Carter and Stein finally had to bite the bullet and let Marin play - in their words, when Marin came on the court, he could not win even if he crushed everyone on the opposite side.

Wu.

"Then why didn't you talk to me when I took you to Copenhagen?" Marin was also very angry about this.

"That's because you are also a member of Northernism, but now we are facing these coalition forces of small countries. The other party is also inviting champions to show off, not gods to show off. The nature is different." Surprisingly, Carter's words were even more impressive.

Lin felt something made sense.

But Marin really didn't think about actually attacking the opponent - so, when he saw the opponent's champion reaching the middle of the two armies and beginning to accept the cheers of the soldiers, Marin handed the cloak to Carter, and then went on the field with a cane.

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The young knight glanced at Marin for the first time, and then frowned. He took out a photo from his chest and looked at it, and then his whole face wrinkled up like a chrysanthemum.

"I'm sorry, I'm talking about the championship showdown." The young knight looked at Marin with an angry expression on his face: "This is a very excessive behavior of yours! Your Highness Marin!"

Okay, it seems that Marin really can't hide it. Even people in such a small place already know Marin's appearance.

Marin sighed: "Actually, I am still the champion of the Harvest Goddess."

"How can you tell lies with your eyes open like this!" the young knight pointed at Marin and shouted.

Marin was very sad about this - when he came on the field, everyone thought Marin was a soft persimmon. Now when everyone sees it is Marin, they don't even fight, and they directly question Marin's professionalism.

In this case, there was no way to fight, especially when Marin saw several clergymen coming across from him - the old bishop of the Just Church looked at Marin with a half-smile, and the bishop of the Harvest Goddess looked at Marin lowering his head.

After saluting, a big man from the God of War Church came over and shook hands with Marin cordially.

"Your Highness Marin, I am the Bishop of the Church of the God of War in the Holy Kingdom, Eugen Habsburg." The big man introduced himself with a smile, and then criticized Marin: "Your Highness Marin, you are also

It's so bullying. Even I can see that the battle between you and His Excellency Hassanqi is not fair at all. You can kill him with one finger."

"Didn't I not fight? Besides, there is no champion among my soldiers. I am the only champion among them." To be honest, what Marin said is also true.

"But you are His Highness, how can you fight this?" the old man of the Harvest Goddess said as he walked over and saluted Marin: "Hi, Your Highness, I am really sorry that I have never really seen you in person until now."

In any case, this old man who seemed to be wearing a shabby (and patched) bishop's robe was also one of his own. Of course, Marin laughed and argued the matter - that is, the other party thought that they did not have a champion, and he was not the champion.

I just have to show up.

The bishop of the Just Church is a good person: "Your Highness Marin, you are still too special. All of us here are not enough for you to fight alone. How about this. This championship showdown will be between us, the Just Church."

Let’s take a champion instead.”

"How can this be done? Your Highness Marin, please let the champion of our God of War Church come." The big man also expressed the same goodwill.

"How can this be done? His Highness Marin is a member of our Harvest Church. Although our Harvest Church is weak, we still have champions who can fight for His Highness Marin." The old man from the Harvest Church smiled a little shyly.

Marin noticed that the champion named Hassanqi was crying - neither Marin here nor the champion of the Church of Justice or the Church of God of War could handle a weak god like him.

As for the Church of the Harvest Goddess?

Yes, it is not stronger than the Church of Justice and the Church of God of War, but the champion of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest can also defeat Hassanqi.

Mr. Hassanqi, who was thinking about it, didn't seem to want to fight, so everyone gathered together and invited the commander of the coalition forces, His Excellency Nipal Dochi, the Duke of the Holy Kingdom, to come over.

This person said that the championship showdown can be cancelled, but because it is cancelled, they will not surrender. The two sides should see the real results in the battle.

As the saying goes, it's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words, so Marin asked the major churches who came to watch the game to withdraw from the defense line.

The old man from the Church of the Goddess of Harvest turned around and pulled his team away. The Church of Justice and the Church of God of War also ran away together. It turned out that all the three major churches had fled, and the small churches had also fled completely. Even

The champion of the God of Praise and Poetry also ran away - it was not impossible for him to rush into the battle, but if he came up, then Marin would have a reason to kill him.

And if the extraordinary person doesn't come up, Marin can't help fight. This is said to be the custom of the West Continent. Marin wants to yell, "Fuck you, fuck you" and then wave the opponent away with a big wave of his hand, but after thinking about it,

Even Stein and Carter expressed this, so Marin could only accept the saying that when one goes to country, do as the Romans do.

However, considering the strength comparison between the two sides, Marin is still willing to believe in the soldiers he has trained.

On the contrary, the dwarves were very happy - they had thought that His Highness Marin had killed everyone on the other side with one strike, and it was not their turn to perform at all. They had wasted their time by going back and forth for a week, and they had not been able to properly stay in Marin.

Let's show off their strength in front of His Highness.

Now it's all right, the battle is underway, the cannons are firing, and the dwarves are very happy to start loading. While the coalition forces on the opposite side are still pushing their small cannons up, the dwarves are already ready.

The dwarf commanders had already read Marin's artillery works. They first fired a single shot to confirm the distance on the scale, and then in the first round they raised half of the small artillery carts that were still being pushed on the opposite side.

The other half was defeated by the artillerymen trained by Marin.

Then before the coalition commanders could react, the second round of artillery strikes hit those square formations. The training bombs filled with lime powder did not have much lethality-except for the unlucky ones in their flight paths, but

The lime powder still caused damage to the soldiers, so the morale of the coalition soldiers collapsed and they began to run around on the ground.

"That's it?" The dwarf artillery commander was still preparing to let live ammunition be fired. As soon as the order was given, he saw human soldiers running all over the mountains and fields.

"That's it." Carter looked at Marin with his hands on his hips: "Sir, I have told you before that there is no need to use cannons to fight these guys, because it is too wasteful."

"That's enough, Carter, we have to ensure the life of every soldier. There is indeed bloodshed and sacrifice on the battlefield, but we cannot let our soldiers' sacrifice be meaningless." After Stein finished speaking, he looked at Marin: "Your Excellency,

The knight with the white flag is here again."

"Let him come over." Marin nodded.

So the knight stopped his horse in front of the formation, jumped down, and ran all the way to Marin: "Your Highness, Your Excellency the Duke has decided to surrender. Please stop firing."

The knight almost cried when he said this.

………………

The imperialist efforts to intervene in the People's Commune of the North of Copenhagen were all in vain. Mr. Marin exchanged the lives of those losers for a very generous ransom.

The next day's newspaper wrote such a big front page. Although these coalition nobles were panicking to death, considering that the new Northern People's Commune still needed to recuperate, Marin asked these noble captives to pay for it themselves.

Ransom yourself from the prison camp.

By the way, the price is clearly marked, the cheapest one is one silver coin for every twenty people, and the nobles increase the price according to their status.

Everyone got what they wanted, and Marin also took the opportunity to explain why northernism wanted to overthrow the Northern Kingdom - anyway, that's what Marin said, it's up to them whether they believe it or not.

After Marin's words were affirmed by the major churches, and after making the decision not to actively invade the kingdoms and agreeing to continue the confrontation with Chaos, the two parties chose to reconcile.

Of course, Marin thinks this kind of reconciliation is too ridiculous, but for these guys, Marin's commitment is relatively reliable - because they look back on Marin's experience along the way and find that Marin's commitment is indeed very strong.

In this case, what is there to say? After the two sides stopped hostilities, Marin said that the Copenhagen Northern People's Commune would be recognized by him, and all attacks on them would attract Marin's anger and revenge - everyone knows

Marin is a royal highness, so naturally no one dares to express hostility.

By the time he finished dealing with all this and returned to Copenhagen, it was already three days later. As soon as Marin walked in, he saw a new customer on the street lamp.
Chapter completed!